"Richard, I've already taken someone to deal with the dragon wreckage. Buckland dragged his fat body into the hall, grabbed the teapot and poured it vigorously before wiping his mouth and saying, "To be honest, falling from mid-air to the ground, the impact of a meteorite falling to the ground was too violent even for a dragon. ”

"Broken?" said the lord, who was feeding Chiqiu with dried figs.

The little thing had an ivory ring around its neck, and its size was obviously much larger, not counting the tail and how long it was an arm. On the dark and shiny fur, a faint red line began to grow down the spine.

It lies listless on the table, and only opens its mouth to eat the figs when it is handed to its mouth.

"The ribs were almost completely shattered, and the skin on the stomach was tattered, but it was a pity. However, the remaining skins alone were enough to make dozens of dragon skin armor, and the elven tailor brought by Melissa said that they could do the job, so I let them try it first. Buckland picked up a dried fig and swallowed it without seeing how much he could chew.

"Huh?" he suddenly found that Qiqiu, who had always been very protective of food, didn't react at all, and couldn't help but be very surprised, "How can it look weird and uninspired." ”

"I seem to want to hibernate a little. Richard reached out and scratched Chichu's limpic chin.

Ever since he had transformed once in Winterfell that day, Chichu had been unable to wake up all day. Richard also worried about whether he was sick, but although the little things were not energetic, they grew faster when they ate, and they were much healthier no matter how they looked.

Chiqiu stretched out his pink tongue and licked Richard's fingers, lazily turning over to reveal his fat belly. Before Richard could get his hands on it, a snot bubble was blowing on his little nose, and a slight snoring sounded sound.

"Send it back to sleep. The lord picked up Chiqiu and handed it to the maid.

"It's boring. Buckland smacked his lips and put the fig back in his hand. This simple trick of blinding Qiqiu has always been unpleasant, but today is the first time it has been missed.

"Richard, why do you want the elves to practice tattooing?" Anne pushed open the door, her voice coming before the humans, "It looks strange that all the cows in the Alpine Fort now have white tigers tattooed on their backs." ”

"They're complaining to you?" Richard shoved Chichu's leftover fig in front of Anne, who smiled and nodded in thanks, took a bite and said, "It's so sweet." ”

"Eat more sweet. ”

Although he has long been short of money, the lord has experienced poverty. It's something you bought with money, and you can't waste it easily.

"Thank you. Anne picked up another fig, and said slurred as she chewed, "There is no complaint, but an elf girl accidentally fell off the back of a cow and happened to sit on a large pile of cow dung." Now I'm crying fiercely, no matter how I coax it, I can't coax it. ”

Elves' penchant for beauty and cleanliness is well known, even to the point of extreme extremes. An elf girl would fall into cow dung, this picture is really abrupt enough to think about.

If it weren't for pinching his thighs hard, the Lord of Alpine Fort could barely hold back his laughter.

"You haven't said why you want them to practice tattoos. Anne stared into Richard's eyes and said seriously: "Richard, the main reason for restricting the magic energy tattoo is the lack of materials, not the lack of 'palm needle Parry'. Now that the production of Moria's poison can't be increased, what's the use of cultivating more palm needles?"

"Ahem. Richard cleared his throat and tried to calm his smile, "As long as we grow more Naxi daffodils, won't the problem be solved?" ”

"No, it won't. Anne patiently explained, "Naxi Narcissus is a magical plant that condenses poisonous elements as it grows, but it is not completely immune to poison. Unless there is a moon well, it will all depend on luck, and it will be very difficult to cultivate. ”

"But the shaman of Alpine Fort has mastered the art of soil fertilization!" the lord snapped his fingers.

"How could that work. Anne frowned and asked, "If it could be easily solved with more fertile soil, how could we still be trapped? Richard, you don't think elves are beautiful vases, brainless like goblins, do you?"

Richard held out an index finger at the half-elf chick and shook it coolly from side to side.

"I don't know if you've noticed—different plants have very different soil requirements for growing on them, with reeds in swampy conditions that kill cacti, and saline soils that vitex fruit prefers are not suitable for barley. Nutrients that are indispensable to one plant can be completely useless or even harmful to another. ”

Buckland rolled his eyes, what does that mean, do you still need to say?

"Soil fertilization is not suitable for all plants if it is just to improve the soil according to fixed standards, but I have tried it and it will work for all plants. Richard smiled triumphantly as he told the secret he had buried in his heart for a long time.

He first discovered the problem when Dracula was still called Hendra. In that defensive battle, in order to disguise the heavy cavalry of the Sgar, Richard had the trolls hum and cast a spell on the reeds, resulting in a dense green screen like a walled wall. Even longer, in order to decorate the boring environment on the top of the hills, the lord ordered a spell to be cast on the bitter wattle, which was also very effective.

The kind of reeds that grow along the Nutao River need a saline environment, and the bitter vitex flower is completely unable to withstand it. For these two plants, the criteria for fertility are completely different. But under the effect of soil fertilization, they all grow vigorously.

It's like two patients with blood fever and anemia, one needs a blood transfusion and the other needs to be bloodletting. But after drinking the same decoction, they were all cured.

So at that time, Richard was thinking, what effect can the soil fertilization technique, which has a very earthy name and a more earthy soft-shelled turtle effect?

He wasn't a master magician, and he couldn't do in-depth elemental research. But after a simple experiment, the Lord of Alpine Fort was able to come to the same conclusion, and it was a conclusion that shocked him: this spell had no effect on the land at all!

The promoting effect of soil fertilization on plants is carried out in a more direct way.

It's very similar to the Holy Light Divine Technique - through the stimulation of the most essential life force, no matter what kind of injury can be improved, without having to prescribe the right medicine like a doctor. In the same way, soil fertility does not need to study what nutrients plants need, but can be useful when they are used.

"Soil fertilization, I don't know who came up with the name, but it's clearly not quite right. I don't need that, I want to grow Naxi daffodils, and I'm going to tattoo a pair of magic energy tattoos for each of the warriors of Alpine Fort. The lord looked around, and there was silence, and his face was shocked.

"Why are you still stunned, it's time to applaud. He said slowly.