The room was quite large, and as soon as she entered the house, she saw a graceful matriarch sitting in the middle, and several other dark elves sitting around her, and at first glance, she should be a few respected clan elders.

Al carefully observed, there were a total of seven elders, five men and two women, which was in line with the tradition of the "female honor" of the dark elves.

"Mr. Al, you are a guest, please take a seat. The conditions are simple, and the sea is still in sight. ", the matriarch opened her mouth to invite.

Al nodded, but his interest in the patriarch grew stronger. She can open her mouth to say words like "Haihan", which shows that she still has a certain understanding of human customs and culture, and can teach "aliens" such as nightingales and pandan grass, which are not something that ordinary women can sit on.

It's just that Al looked around, but found that the patriarch's "poor conditions" was not a kind of self-humility, and even the word "simple" was a euphemism.

There is no furniture in the whole house, it is called "chairs", which look like a few stones are just slightly "smoothed". Al picked a random piece and sat on it, it was uneven, hard and cold, and it was indeed very uncomfortable.

As if seeing Al's discomfort, the matriarch waved her hand, "Please use tea." I saw a stone cup in the breeze, as if slowly and quickly drifting towards El, during which the whole cup was flat and stable, and not a drop of tea leaked out.

With this hand alone, it can be seen that the matriarchess's control of magic has reached the point of doing whatever she wants.

Al's heart was slightly cold, and he hurriedly said, "Thank you, Patriarch." Then he took the teacup and took a sip.

The tea was slightly hot, extremely bitter in the mouth, and it did not have a sweet aftertaste like other teas, Al frowned, but drank it all anyway.

Who knew that the tea water reached the stomach, like a dragon entering the sea, it turned into a line of fire snakes and swam all over El's limbs and hundreds of bones in a few breaths, and after two turns, it turned into a cloud of heat in El's body and exploded, forcing the pores of Al's whole body to breathe desperately like a fish jumping out of water, and he had to disperse the hot air.

Al exhaled deeply, a white breath coming out of his mouth. He felt like he had been steaming in the sauna for a day and a night, and then he was stirred by the cold wind, which was indescribably transparent and hearty.

"Happy!", Al exclaimed, and then looked into the cup, only to see a few wisps of black, weed-like plants scattered in the clear pantry, and there was no magic in the appearance at all.

"Al, you are blessed, the dragon grass is me, and I can only drink a cup when I worship my ancestors. The nightingale who followed Al exclaimed enviously.

Al hurriedly stood up and saluted the matriarch and said, "The patriarch is really too polite, and Al deserves such a precious thing. ”

"Hey, Mr. El is a distinguished guest of the Moonlight Clan, and just now he discovered the great crisis of my clan, and the fire dragon grass is not respectful. The matriarch raised her hand, and a wisp of wind rose, raising Al's saluting hands.

Immediately, the matriarch glared at Nightingale, "How can you call Mr. El by his name, and shout and scream, it's not like it." ”

Nightingale was trained by her mother to not speak, so she could only glare at Al secretly, and then used the stone bench as a cover to kick Al hard.

Al shivered in pain, but he couldn't show it on his face. If the patriarch finds out and reprimands him again, this little girl may not know how to toss him in the future.

Like a magical chain of creatures, the matriarch has great respect for Al, but she can reprimand the nightingale at will, and train the little girl to tears. However, when the nightingale was angry, she poured her anger on Al, who was bullied so sad that he did not dare to fight back, nor did he dare to fight back.

"Mr. Al's opinion Nightingale has told me everything, I wonder if Mr. El has any other opinions?" After a moment of silence, the matriarch asked in a deep voice.

Al knew that business was coming, he stepped forward, thought for a while, and said: "For the research of fluorescent wheat, the nobles have been more than a hundred years, and it is impossible for me to come up with a new method in a short time. That's why I don't start with the cultivation method, but I focus on studying the growing conditions of fluorescent wheat in the hope of finding an opportunity in it. ”

As he spoke, he talked about his comparative analysis method, including his thoughts on soil, water vapor, wind direction and other factors.

Listening to Al's words, several elders present all whispered, and the matriarch nodded and said, "Indeed, various cultivation methods have already been tried by the ancestors, and it is unlikely that you will find a new method in a short period of time. ”

"It's just that we've tried the methods you said before, such as the consideration of water. We've been to other clans before, and we've even looked for opportunities to explore the dwarves, and it is true that most of the glowing wheat grows near rivers, indicating that they have a certain need for water. ”

"So we regularly water the glowing wheat, but after decades of trying, it doesn't work. ”

"Actually, not only our clan, but even other clans must have tried to cultivate fluorescent wheat, but I have never heard of any clan succeeding. ”

After listening to the matriarch's words, Al did not feel any loss or frustration in his heart. The so-called comparative analysis method is nothing more than a research method extracted by people on the earth in their long-term work and life.

And he will never underestimate the wisdom of all races in this world, such as this dark elf, who has lived in this world for thousands of years, can't they summarize this simple truth?

"It's possible that some elements haven't been compared yet, or maybe you've not studied deeply enough to exert enough influence on fluorescent microphones. But anyway, we're going to try a few more times. ”

"There is a saying in us humans that a dead horse should be a live horse doctor. I believe that the patriarch will lead the clan through this difficult time. Al said firmly.

"Indeed, if we give up on ourselves, then who else can save us, we will never give up!", said the matriarch with a sigh.

He immediately issued an order: "Elder Yuelan, please go to other clans immediately to collect soil, run a few more places, and strive to make sure that nothing is missed." ”

"Elder Thornwood, please go and inform the patriarchs of the other clans of this food crisis, but don't leak the news so as not to cause panic. ”

"Elder Dill, please continue to organize the plant-savvy people of your clan to conduct research on the Fluorescent Wheat, we can't rely on Mr. El alone. ”

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With a series of methodical orders from the matriarch, all the elders received the order, and the entire Moonlight Clan was running at full speed.