Chapter 273: Swamp Farms, Grafted Plantations, Absolute Militarization

"Be sure to have a good chat with that old guy, watch it and watch the mobile version)"

"He must have known a lot of knowledge that I didn't know and a lot of very valuable possessions."

Ace's eyes rolled and he had an idea.

What do the old antiques represent? That's money, that's gold and silver.

Not to mention the antique wine bottles, antique ÷ pavilions, and antique magic equipment that he casually hid eight thousand years ago.

Let's just say that over such a long time, he has saved a lot of gold and silver coins.

As an orthodox dragon, he would never let go of a single gold or silver coin that slipped out of his eyes.

With a wave of the dragon's claws, the teleportation magic array was activated instantly, and a small dragon composed of magic power ran over.

On the big ship overseas, Arwin was lying on a deck chair with a relaxed expression.

Suddenly, a familiar wave of spatial fluctuations appeared within his perceptual range.

Squinting, he opened his eyes full of wisdom.

"I know that a dragon is a dragon, and when I see an old antique, how can I not want to knock him on a fun ÷ Pavilion and make a small fortune in ÷ Pavilion?"

"I've never seen a dragon who doesn't love money."

Alwyn said with helplessness in his heart.

Robbery is the tradition of the five-colored dragon, and some particularly rich old antiques are the target of their key eyes.

Stare when you can't beat it, and when you can beat it, of course you have to grab it.

It's clear that Ace now thinks he's beating his old antique.

A small black dragon three or four meters long licked its face and came to Alphen's rocking chair.

With a smile on his face, he said, "I helped you cultivate a Sage disciple, and you haven't paid for it yet!" ”

"We dragons are very particular, and if we take mine, we have to return the equivalent of gold and silver coins."

"Shouldn't you pay for your disciple'÷s education?"

The little dragon's wide dragon head tilted its head next to Alvin's ear, and said in a dignified tone.

Alwyn sighed, smiled, and took a spatial ring from his arms.

"As it should be, knowledge is priceless, and gold and silver coins are priced."

"You've done us humans a great favor, and of course we'll be paid."

Ace took the space ring, swept his spiritual power inside, and instantly widened his eyes.

I saw that in this space ring with a full 10,000 square kilometers, the full gold coins had almost filled this space.

The golden and silver light almost dazzled his dragon's eye.

"Tuhao, this is, Benlong has been robbing for almost 20 years, robbing humans, elves, dark races, and even demonic beasts, so he has accumulated less than 200,000 tons of gold and silver coins."

"As soon as this old antique was sold, it turned out that all of them were gold coins, and when converted, all my gold and silver coins were not worth so much."

Holding back the excitement in his heart, Ace hurriedly teleported the space ring back.

Gold and silver coins are still in their own hands, and it is more reassuring.

The remuneration was settled, and the little black dragon, who was in a good mood, squatted down.

He began to talk to this human sage.

"Antique, what are the rules you created? I see that those legendary saints on the continent have a lot of respect for you. ”

Ace said curiously.

Alwyn stroked his beard, looked in the direction of the mainland, and said with some self-deprecation: "The rules I created are small rules, and they are not as good as the clothing rules created by you, the last dragon. ”

"That is, let our human country people have more cats and dogs."

"It's just a matter of reducing their harm to poisonous insects, snakes, ants, and some other races."

Ace is a little confused, let the countrymen raise more cats and dogs, what is the rule?

What are cats and dogs for?

Ace began to think about it.

In the end, his eyes lit up, and combined with all kinds of information in the human world, what did he vaguely find?

But I can't say it.

Looking at the thoughtful little black dragon, Alwyn lay on the chaise longue and closed his eyes.

After working for so long and spending five thousand years, he finally cultivated a sage, and he was really about to destroy his old bones.

Now, it's finally time to rest.

Ace left, he saw the other party's rules clearly, but those rules were only useful for humans, not for other races.

It can only be a small rule that can be generalized among the human race.

It's quite a big difference from his dress code.

However, he didn't believe that this sage really just created the rules of this cat and dog, and the other party must have a lot of things to hide.

Didn't want to tell him.

After all, sometimes, the essence of a race is hidden in these rules.

Hand over the heritage, who is so generous?

Anyway, even if it was him, if it weren't for the fact that the original human was too strong and he was too weak, he would never have handed over the clothing rules.

In the golden lair of gold and silver, Ace crawled into the sea of gold and silver.

After a big yawn, the diameter swam towards the interior of the golden mountain and silver sea, found a good position, turned his head and continued to sleep.

"Dragon Soul ** Cultivation Technique" is just short of the last part of his head to be able to complete his cultivation, allowing him to reach the top of the legendary dragon.

If it weren't for the word Sage, the deterrent effect was too strong, and he didn't want to wake up.

"I hope there can be fewer of these old antiques, one by one popping up from time to time, but it will scare the dragon."

With a dazzled word, Ace fell asleep.

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In another golden lair, Eliza walked around her own mountains of gold and silver irritably, and the world's favor was sent away.

She thinks she's smart, but she's quite crazy at this time.

"Costume rules, Ace must have created more than just one rule."

"That guy is definitely going to be a little bit tight."

Forcing herself to calm down, Eliza began to think rationally, remembering what the three dragons had been through.

Marsh farms, grafted plantations, absolute militarism.

Eliza's eyes lit up, and she subconsciously said the foundation of their dragon alliance created by the three Aces.

Although the swamp farm seems to be very simple, it actually uses two small rules, one is to kill all the aquatic plants that the fish do not eat, so that the aquatic plants that the fish can eat can obtain more living space, so as to reproduce and expand on a large scale.

At the beginning, Ace faced with the racial characteristics of kobold people who would only destroy, and would not farm like humans, he deliberately formulated for them to destroy those aquatic plants that fish could not eat.