Chapter 945: Branch Lines and Main Lines (12)

"There are only two of us in the entire plane, Black Silk City is on the opposite side of the volcano, and there are fewer of them than us, but the spider silk spit out by the spider monster has a strong dark power, and the appearance is black, so they changed the original name of the city, you should not be able to find it in the books of the main plane." The black-tailed priest hurriedly seized the opportunity to explain.

"How many dark elves do they have?" I asked.

"Less than a hundred!" The woman with the dagger also realized the opportunity to ask me for justice, "But they have more slaves than us, and we have to catch more than a thousand slaves to ......"

The woman with the whip seemed a little dissatisfied, and said, "My lord, it's not enough to just grab slaves from the neighborhood, we are studying how to capture ...... from other small planes."

Listening to their simple and straightforward plan, I regained a sense of control, so I interrupted her and said, "It seems that your plan did not surprise me. ”

The three of them were a little surprised, but I changed the subject and said, "What are you here for?" ”

The Black Tail Finger Priest obviously felt that this was her opportunity, and hurriedly said: "This is the secret art study room of the goddess of active communication that the priests of the past generations must come to learn, and it is also a special meditation practice room!" ”

I looked at some writing on the wall and said, "Is this how you practice?" ”

"No," said the Black Tail Finger Priest, "it's a spell to communicate with the goddess, and with it, even if you are not near temples and altars, you can contact the goddess through secret methods......"

I immediately thought of being sacrificed with black earlobes and black shoulders for headshots, and said, "In other words, you also have the opportunity to invite the doppelganger of the goddess when you are outside the city?" ”

"You're too powerful, we don't have a chance to cast ......," the Black Tail Finger Priest said with some fear and some flattery.

"Don't talk about that," I changed the subject, "where does the other side of the maze lead?" ”

"It's an escape route...... "The Black Tail Finger Priest continued to show his loyalty, "and in the event of an irresistible invasion, the priest can leave with the sacrificial vessel and the most important treasure." ”

"What is the most important treasure?" I'm interested.

"Well, ......not necessarily," said the black-tailed priest, "the most precious at the moment, in addition to the sacrificial vessels, are a few weapons that are rich in magic and have been blessed by the goddess. ”

She said a little carefully, as if I was afraid that I would take it away.

"I'm not interested in your God-given weapons," I said, "well, I thought there was your treasure at the end of the labyrinth, and it seems that you are really poor enough, rich or something, and you can't count on it now, just see how much you can create for me in the future." ”

"We'll do our best!" Women with whips and daggers also hurriedly answered.

"Well, then, I'm going to tell you." I say.

The three of them were shocked, and put on a posture of listening to their ears.

"First of all, double the food for the slaves," I said, "remember, no more, no less." ”

The three of them were stunned, but I didn't explain, and then said: "Then, give them a certain amount of time every day, such as 200 breaths, to give them freedom, of course, not complete freedom, in a specified area, for a specified time, not to force them to work, that's all." ”

The three of them were even more puzzled, but I took out a bag: "Then, here are the seeds I gave you, let the slaves plant them." ”

This is some new, suitable for dungeon plants, the last time in the Kalmdo steppe troll territory rainforest dungeon hunting the dragon when the glowing plants, after the improvement of Camfer and Trist, has changed from a simple glowing plant to a food crop with a certain food yield, they do not photosynthesize, but can absorb the water and nutrients in the underground soil, as well as some geothermal and ether particles, and finally synthesize food suitable for underground creatures.

The three of them hesitated a little, but finally took it with the dagger woman.

They didn't dare to ask, so I continued to explain: "Finally, if you decide to attack Black Silk City, your troops must reach three times that of the other side, which is the minimum requirement, and as long as you surrender, you are not allowed to kill them, and you must be absorbed, if you don't obey, I will deal with it." ”

"So, how do we contact you?" Asked with a whip female.

"Is this your problem?" I deliberately kept a straight face.

"What a fool, adults know what's going on here at all times!" The woman with the dagger glanced at her.

"The cowhide is blowing out, and we have to put up a surveillance ...... here," Leo said as if complaining.

I didn't mind putting up a monitor here, so I said, "In a short period of time, I don't think you can develop to that point, by the way, the mine goblins and gray dwarf tribes on the other side of the canyon, don't move, they are all arranged by me." ”

The three of them were reassured, I thought about it, and simply took out a copy of the Huaxia Martial Arts Drawings, and said, "Give it to your martial arts master." ”

Leo said, "That's right, I thought you forgot!" ”

The woman with the whip took the paper and looked at it a few times, and immediately understood: "My lord, this is ...... Powerful martial arts? ”

I said, "It's not powerful, it's just more practical, and it can't be used to develop fighting or anger or anything like that, it's just just for fighting." ”

Despite saying this, they were still a little moved.

"My lord, you really want to develop your own ......" The Black Tail Finger Priest seemed a little excited.

"This, it's not your turn to take care of it." I say.

The black-tailed priest apologized repeatedly, but I didn't respond, just said: "The matter here, that's it for the time being, I'm leaving." ”

This time, I couldn't remember anything to explain, so I just left.

We took one last look at the Grey Dwarf tribe and teleported back to the farm.

The weather on the farm was good, the river had already crossed the plains, but there were still many places that had not been irrigated, so I contacted Xipiyou to arrange a little rain properly.

As the centaurs were clearing the fields around their houses, I called in Vincent and Camfer, who were experimenting, and began to build canals, dividing the land into squares and preparing it for development in the same way as modern agriculture on Earth.

The two of them brought in a horse of cement from Santas, turned the rocks at the foot of the mountain into sand, and began planning the irrigation canal.

I, on the other hand, dived underground and laid the soil of life.

The soil of life cannot be put in one go, after all, the farmland on the plains has not yet been cleared, and Trist and Dambiro on the edge of the plains are also transforming the soil and sowing trees, but the methods of the two of them are relatively backward, the efficiency is very low, and they cannot be stimulated by the soil of life.

So, I just put a lump of life in the size of a flower pot, and it was spread out.

Next, I went to the underground cave hall.

The construction of the cave hall has gradually slowed down, not that Carriga is lazy, but the details that need to be transformed are more cumbersome, with Carriga's lich identity, some natural means are a little difficult to achieve, and can only catch the West Batch and the old demon to slowly realize, such as stabilizing the connection between the mineral plane and the hall, and at the same time transforming the ecology over there, providing enough sunlight and food sources for the West Batch and the old demon to feed those underground races and the gray dwarves who are about to move.

The production of minerals is stable, but not very high, and the undead who don't need to be fed are indeed free labor, but the efficiency is pitiful......

I took Ricardo and the Tyrannosaurus Rex to the magma room, and the Tyrannosaurus Rex was so happy that it was like going home and began to take a bath, but I walked to the Magma Slimes that were hiding on the side.

The Magma Slime was originally a little listless, and the Tyrannosaurus Rex was a little flustered when it came, although the two sides were actually separated, they were still nervous.

I took one of them away from the lava, and the slime went into a hibernation-like state.

Ricardo set up a table not far from the magma room, and Carriga approached with some curiosity.

I took out the blood of the mine goblins.

"We've actually embarked on the path of biochemical modification as well......" Leo seemed a little excited.

"Doesn't plant cross-breeding count?" I say.

"That's different, let's get started!" Leo said.

I used a sharp knife to slice through the "frozen" magma slime, pouring a small portion of the mine goblin's blood into its core.

The slime is a mollusk, most of the body is filled with liquid, more than 98% of the body of ordinary slimes is water, acid or other things, magma slimes are naturally magma in the body, but these magma will not be like natural magma, after cooling into hard rock or metal, but in a state between solid and liquid, extremely tough, in this case, 99% of their body functions have been stagnant, only put back into the magma will be reactivated.

I poured the blood of the mine goblin into other cores containing genetic information, which is considered a key stage of biochemical transformation, but it is meaningless to put it on the earth - different species have completely different genes, it is impossible to fuse different traits, and there is also rejection between different individuals of the same species, even biological parents or siblings cannot transfuse blood at will.

But here, anything is possible, and we don't need to use a microscope that can see the chromosomes of genes to the same extent that geoscientists do, and we can do genetically modified them.

Just like at this moment, we only need to cooperate with the aether and telekinesis to fuse this blood with the magma slime's near-halted body circulation.

Next, I called the Tyrannosaurus Rex and asked it to slowly warm up the Magma Slime.

Care must be taken not to burn out the goblin blood, otherwise the work will be lost.

The Tyrannosaurus rex did a great job, and eventually, the goblin's blood melted into the magma slime.