Chapter 142, Harvest Rice!

He was so worried that the giant scarecrow would capsize himself in his dying throes!

After all, he didn't know what weird abilities the giant scarecrow hadn't used.

As for the dimensional flash attached to the warrior monk's profession, he is used as the last life-saving card, and he will never use it unless it is a last resort.

In the eyes of the giant scarecrow, this flame was at most the size of a mung bean, but it gave it a great sense of danger.

The giant scarecrow fanned the Golden Crow Fire with a slap, trying to extinguish it, but as it slapped it down, when its palm left, the Golden Crow Fire spread out.

Not only did the golden crow fire on his forehead become the size of a palm, but even the palm made of straw was slowly burning.

At this moment, the huge scarecrow, which had not shown any signs of pain, opened its painted mouth, and a roar of pain was generated on the soul level, sending out in all directions.

Those little bad demons covered their heads and fell down in pain at the first time, and those barbed demons also beat their heads one by one.

On the contrary, the performance of the demon and the demon leader Millis is very good, and at most they are frowning and their bodies seem to be much slower.

And the most amazing thing is the ordinary scarecrows and nightmare scarecrows.

At the moment when the painful screams of the giant scarecrow sounded, the ordinary scarecrows fell first, and the straw on their bodies suddenly burned, turned into black gas, and flew towards the giant scarecrow, followed by the nightmare scarecrow.

Nightmare Scarecrows are undoubtedly more resistant than normal scarecrows, and the black flames that burn on their bodies are much slower.

Those ordinary scarecrows were burned down, and the nightmare scarecrow burned less than a third.

And after the black qi burrowed into the huge scarecrow's body, the Golden Crow Fire that had originally spread suddenly seemed to have been hit, and instantly shrank by half.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiaoyue knew that this was probably the huge scarecrow extracting the power of other scarecrows, so as to launch some kind of curse to strike at the Golden Crow Fire.

And the Golden Crow Fire generated by Fang Xiaoyue was always much worse at the level, but it was always the Golden Crow Fire, so after being hit by the curse, although it shrank a lot, it did not completely dissipate.

Anyway, as long as the flame of the Golden Crow was not extinguished, then Fang Xiaoyue would not panic in his heart.

As he imagined, it didn't take long for the golden crow fire to spread again, and after the black qi of those nightmare scarecrows burrowed into the body of the giant scarecrow, it was impossible to continue to extinguish the golden crow fire.

The Golden Crow Fire soon spread throughout the body of the giant scarecrow.

Suffice it to say, if it was an ordinary flame, or an ordinary magical flame, the giant scarecrow would have completely extinguished it a long time ago.

But the source of this golden crow fire is by no means what the giant scarecrow can imagine, it comes from the golden crow bloodline, from the pure sun true yang!

Whether it is in the myths and legends of the East or the West, ghosts, vampires, and zombies are afraid of the daytime sunshine, which is not unreasonable.

Therefore, the light of the sun contains a small amount of the true yang of the sun!

A strange thing like a giant scarecrow, the Golden Crow Fire can be said to be its absolute natural enemy nemesis!

Therefore, after the golden crow fire spread into the body of the giant scarecrow, the huge scarecrow completely lost the motivation to struggle.

Countless black gases floated out of the crackling bamboo poles and were burned to ashes in the fire of the golden crow.

When these black gases were originally destroyed by the Golden Crow Fire, Fang Xiaoyue still felt a pity in her heart.

After all, there are so many scarecrows, nightmare scarecrows and the black qi of huge scarecrows, if you let yourself absorb them all, then it may not be a problem for you to evolve again.

But after some of the black qi was burned by the Golden Crow Fire, Fang Xiaoyue was stunned to find that the Golden Crow blood in his body began to stir and became active.

After the huge scarecrow was completely burned to ashes, and there was not even a trace of black gas left, Fang Xiaoyue completely understood.

The evil thing burned by the fire of the Golden Crow, the black gas, was transformed into the food of the Golden Crow bloodline, which made the Golden Crow bloodline in his body grow a lot!

To say that the benefits of this point are definitely much less than directly absorbing black gas, but Fang Xiaoyue is extremely satisfied with this.

The reason is very simple, no matter how powerful his devil body evolves, it can't bring out the plane.

And the Golden Crow bloodline is different.

This bloodline is constant in his body, that is, whether it grows strong or not has nothing to do with whether it can be brought out of the plane.

This is a real benefit, and it is a world of difference from a false benefit like the devil's body.

Let's put it this way, it's as if no matter how good your primary school exam results are, you can't compare to what you've learned that can last a lifetime.

Although this analogy may not be correct, Fang Xiaoyue felt very satisfied at this time.

With the fall of the scarecrow clan, the rice field became Fang Xiaoyue's territory.

The area of this paddy field is not too big, nor is it small, with a full 0.3 square kilometers and more than 50 acres of land.

It was full of ripe rice, Fang Xiaoyue took down an ear of wheat, put it in her mouth and tried to eat it, and was shocked to find that this was normal rice, which could really be eaten.

After coming to this chaotic little plane for so long, you can finally eat a normal meal of rice?

Fang Xiaoyue immediately ordered the little devil to harvest all the rice, and then he made a threshing machine and a shelling machine out of wood, and spent two days to turn all these rice into rice.

It's nice to have a forest next to the territory.

Although those little bad demons, barbed demons, will be secretly attacked by elves when they go to cut down trees, but with Millis in charge, even if those sneak elves succeed, they will soon fall into the palm of Millis's hand.

Perhaps because of the chaotic plane, the yield of these paddies is not very high.

More than 50 acres of land only produced about 8,000 catties of rice, of which there is a low yield, the yield per mu is up to 200 catties, and there is a waste caused by the small devil when harvesting rice.

No, these little devils are not very good farmers, and their just jumping on the road will cause a lot of rice to fall and submerge in the water, and thus go to waste.

Finally, there is a loss of 15 to 20 percent in the process of rice being beaten, such as chaff, seed coat, aleurone layer, etc.

After filling more than 4 tons of rice in a large wooden barrel, Fang Xiaoyue began to be extremely eager to find iron ore.

Although you can cook in a wooden barrel, how can you stir-fry without an iron pot, and it will not be very comfortable to eat without rice and vegetables.