Chapter 320 It’s not just the lizard people who have a good harvest, but also the devil.
“It actually...really grew.” Looking at the cornfield filled with ears of fruit, the agricultural affairs officer of Assam could hardly believe his eyes and stood there blankly.
It was not until Queen Isemata's voice came that he suddenly woke up from his daze.
"People of the United Kingdom, what are you waiting for?"
A gentle and majestic voice came from the field ridge, like a gentle but powerful wind, blowing over everyone's heads.
Everyone looked up and saw that the "King of the Chosen People" Aesemata was already standing in the field with a sickle in hand, standing with them.
“The miracle His Majesty the Devil has given us has appeared! But he also warned us that eternal blessing is eternal damnation. We cannot count on His power and kindness to solve all our troubles every time!” ! ”
“Now - the time of harvest has arrived! Pick up the sickles in your hands, and let the gold fill our granaries! For our own sake!”
The lizards in the field raised their heads one after another, looking at their noble king of the people, with a pious light flashing in their amber pupils.
"Yes, Mother Hamaka!"
"Long live the Demon King!"
"Praise to the Demon King!"
The voices rose and fell one after another, converging into a frenzy that resounded through the sky.
Looking at the cheers and devout prayers all over the mountains and plains, Essemata felt her heart surge and could not calm down for a long time.
What shocked her was not only the golden color shaking in the field, but also the faces looking up in the same direction.
She never imagined that the lizard people of the Ankylosaurus tribe would shout their own names and unite around them in the same name, just like the lizard men of the Sand Ridge tribe.
Her golden-green pupils trembled slightly, and she subconsciously looked at the majestic figure standing not far away, with a hint of admiration in her eyes.
Is this the power of His Majesty the Demon King?
It’s simply unfathomable...
…
In just two weeks, two hundred thousand acres of desolation turned green at a speed visible to the naked eye, then turned golden, and finally turned into boundless hope.
Tens of thousands of lizardmen witnessed this incredible scene.
There were old lizard men sitting on the edge of the field, with tears in their eyes, hands trembling and stretching toward the sky, silently reciting the name that brought them miracles. There are young warriors kneeling on one knee, putting their foreheads close to the ground, and praising the name of the Demon King devoutly; there are mothers who hug their children tightly, guiding them to look at the incredible sight in front of them, and planting the seeds of faith deeply in the hearts of the next generation.
At this moment, the miracle is materialized!
All doubts and confusions have turned into unwavering belief!
Led by the chosen king, they carried sickles and baskets on their backs and entered the fields to harvest cart after cart of corn.
However, even though their movements were fast enough, their strength far exceeded the old farmers of the empire, and they still could not keep up with the expansion speed of the corn fields.
It is a pity that there is too little cultivated land in Beifeng City. Most of the planting areas are located in the greenhouses of Beifeng Mountain. Players have not yet got out the seeders and combine harvesters.
But then again.
If they really did it and replaced the lizard men in the fields with machines, the power of miracles might not be so amazing.
In short, this is probably the first time in this land that the speed of harvesting crops has been exceeded by the speed of crop growth...
…
It is not only the lizard people of Janna continent who feel the favor of Lord Demon King, but also the night elf mages from the necropolis.
The sweat they put in these days is no less than that of the lizard laborers who are busy breaking corn, and they almost never stop chanting spells.
In order to ensure battery life, they poured the little blue bottles that replenished magic power into their mouths almost bottle after bottle, so that many night elf boys and girls who couldn't keep up with their physiques had nosebleeds from drinking them.
From a physical point of view, they are stronger than the humans in Osland, but they cannot withstand the "veterinary drugs" of hell.
But thanks to this, their mental strength and physical strength, as well as their spell-casting proficiency, have improved a lot.
Or in players’ terms, they have all been upgraded.
As a reward for these loyal night elves, Luo Yan shared the joy of the harvest with them without hesitation...
In the suburbs outside the city of Assam, in the military camp next to the holy lake, a large tent had its door curtains tightly closed.
Feeling the warm power pouring into the depths of her soul and filling her whole body, Helen's face showed a happy expression.
As her closed eyes opened, a gleam of surprise and surprise shot out from her emerald green eyes.
Feeling the unprecedented power, Helen knelt down on one knee in excitement.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for giving me strength."
Luo Yan nodded slightly and said in a gentle tone.
"Please get up, this is the reward you deserve."
He still remembered that when he first met Helen, this night elf girl's soul level was silver, and her strength was at the peak of steel level like her sister Shirley.
Shortly after the decisive battle with the Weird Mist, her strength broke through to the silver level. However, limited by the shackles of the soul level, she basically stopped here.
Now with the promotion of soul level, she has finally reached a level not inferior to that of her father Tyrell Moonblade - becoming the second gold-level powerhouse of the Gray Wind Tribe!
Happy and congratulatory.
In fact, Helen was not the only one who was promoted -
Every elf in the night elf mage group, their souls were promoted by Yunyu's blessing, some were promoted from bronze to fine steel, and some were promoted from fine steel to silver.
This is not only a reward for their participation in this operation, but also an affirmation of their loyalty and hard work.
After all, the risk of accompanying players in experiments is not small. In his impression, several night elf mages were sent to rescue due to carbon monoxide poisoning and hypoxia, and there were even more that he didn't know.
Although this promotion cost a lot of faith, Luo Yan did not overdraw his influence share - after all, he himself also benefited a lot from this process of positive interaction with believers.
As his image in the minds of the lizard people grows taller and taller, the power of faith gathered in him also becomes more condensed!
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Divine Head: Luo Yan
Legendary factors: The Demon King of Thunder County, the Flame King from the south of the Wanren Mountains, Prince Colin from a distant continent, the civilian councilor who was born in the Demon Temple, the Holy King of Janna Continent...
Influence Amount: 02% (↑01%)
Overdraft limit: 0%
Domination efficiency: 100%
Mythic seed (demigod): 0
Legendary Seed (Grandmaster): 0
Amethyst Seed (Amethyst): 0
Diamond Seed (Diamond): 1
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"The share of influence has actually doubled. It seems that the spiritual world of these lizard people still has great development potential."
The imprint that Gutav left on their spiritual world is too deep. Thousands of years of influence is no joke, and it cannot be evacuated overnight.
But Luo Yan is already very satisfied. He has another diamond-level quota in his hand, or he can save up and combine it into an amethyst-level one.
…
After finishing things, Helen left the tent.
Looking at the rosy-cheeked and energetic night elf, Essemata showed an expression of obvious jealousy on her face.
In this matter, Sarah was more open-minded, and the expression on her face did not change at all.
Although she didn't see it, she knew very well what happened inside - the Demon King just upgraded the night elf's soul.
Her sensitive nose told her the whole story.
But unlike the calm Sarah, Taff lying in her arms was not so smart, and the cunning dragon's face was filled with a narrow smile.
Looking at Luo Yan who came out of the tent shortly after, she let out a hey sound
“Did you do it—ouch, why did you hit me?”
Looking at the little dragon cub who was holding its head in protest, Luo Yan said expressionlessly.
"It's better to learn something at a young age."
Don't be like a ghost who spends all day peeking at the screen of the forum to learn dirty talk.
But then again, this guy doesn’t seem to be able to get on the forum of “Calamity OL”.
Hearing Luo Yan’s complaints, Tafu’s eyes widened, and her two eyeballs protruded like copper bells.
"Young age? Human being, do you know how old I am?"
Luo Yan: "...Just one full moon?"
Not satisfied with the master's answer, Tafu babbled.
"Bullshit! I've lived for almost 500 years! When I was all-powerful, you were still a cell! Bah! Your atoms are still soaking in the vast ocean!"
Luo Yan laughed.
"But that was a lifetime ago."
Speaking of this, he still found it quite strange that this guy had lived for 500 years and was still as mentally immature as a brat.
It shouldn’t be.
Have you been doing this question for the past five hundred years?
"I've been wanting to ask you before, how did you get through the 500 years you experienced in your last life?"
"Well, I usually sleep in the dormant cabin. Occasionally, when I need to give orders, my followers will wake me up."
Taph's eyes rolled around, and suddenly she smiled slyly, waving her hands with the chicken wings on her back, her eyes were like looking at a monkey in the zoo.
please...you must have been shy, right? Oh, why are you so embarrassed? I haven't seen anything before? No matter it's a human being, a human being, a lizard man, or a slime on top of each other, you sluts You guys are so weird...cough! Anyway, I understand it. After all, you are primitive creatures that are in heat all year round. As an advanced creature, I can understand it!"
I understand.
Having it for a long time is too dazzling and depressing.
Luo Yan looked at her with caring eyes and said.
"Don't worry, you will have spring in the future."
What Luo Yan didn't expect was that when this was meant to be a blessing, Tafu became furious when she heard the words, and said with a flap of her wings.
"Absurd! What a rude person! Do you think I am a beast like you? Hug another creature and chew each other?! Is it disgusting? Absolutely impossible!"
Luo Yan glanced at her in surprise, but he was relieved for a moment.
Speaking of it, the Zeta Empire seems to be a super-materialist interstellar empire that adopts the route of universal castration, artificial incubation bases, controllable gene editing, disintegration of all non-productive social relations, and intensive upbringing.
In other words, this guy has watched monkeys mating for more than 500 years, but he has never tried it once?
No wonder he is so depressed.
Seeing Luo Yan looking at her with a rude look, Tafu stared back without showing any signs of weakness, and breathed out from between her teeth.
However, she gradually noticed that the slightly raised corners of the human's mouth did not reveal ridicule -
but pity.
"Why are you laughing! I, I, I, I'm going to eat you!!!"
A mere prehistoric species dared to laugh at the great citizens of the Zeta Empire. The furious Tuff became even more angry, and cursed in the language of the Zeta Empire.
Sarah could not understand what she was saying, but she felt that she seemed to be very excited, so she looked at Luo Yan for help——
‘Do you want me to beat her up? 』
That's not necessary. 』
He answered Sarah’s question with his eyes. Luo Yan, who was originally being polite and restrained, simply stopped acting, looked at Tafu and smiled lightly.
"I'm laughing - that's not good to say. The brain is often controlled by hormones, and people who have not experienced desensitization training have almost no resistance to such hormones. And I heard that the dragon's estrus... well, forget it, let you experience it yourself later."
I hope this kid will not become a love brain in the future.
These days, giant dragons, both male and female, are rarer than giant pandas. If it is not possible, he can only "castrate" this guy.
Taph suddenly shivered uncontrollably and felt a chill creep up her back, but she didn’t know where the chill came from. An unstretched quail egg fell into Sarah’s arms.
Sarah's eyes lit up and she smiled.
Recycling Tuff's eggs has become her daily pleasure. After all, as long as the Demon King eats dragon eggs, he will smell good.
"Lord Demon King..."
Seeing that the giant dragon cub finally stopped saying anything, Essemata, who found a chance to interrupt, immediately stepped forward, nodded respectfully, put her right fist against her chest and said.
"Thanks to the miracle you bestowed upon our people, our granaries are now filled with corn. We are currently organizing labor to thresh and dry the corn. It is expected that there will be 100,000 to 150,000 tons of grain after this work is completed... How do you plan to dispose of this grain?"
These days, the chiefs of various chiefdoms have been looking for her to inquire about this matter. The elders of Shaji State are also vaguely hinting at her to help her own people to obtain more benefits. For a while, she was also troubled by these troubles.
Even if they have just been united for a while because of their common suffering, the most difficult period has passed. Who would think that there is too much food in their granary?
In order to help the migrating Ankylosaurus tribe, the Shaji Tribe, various prominent families in the tribe put out a lot of food to sponsor Aishemata. This was not because they were kind-hearted, but because they saw that their clan mother had the potential to compete for the "King of the People" in the new kingdom.
Now that she has become the winner, they certainly have reason to ask her to buy the bill.
Those small tribes who are facing the risk of starvation certainly have reason to count on her. After all, their ability to withstand risks is lower, and logically they should get more.
As for whether they will distribute the food they receive to their people, it depends on the moral level of each tribe.
It’s unfortunate.
This thing is also linked to the degree of development. In theory, Assam is the only state that can really distribute food.
The corn that has been threshed, roasted and dried is currently stored in the granary of Assam City, and no one dares to touch it without the devil's order.
Including Essemata herself.
She knew very well that there were huge problems no matter which side she chose, and she could only turn to the Demon King for help at the moment.
Seeing the annoyance and worry behind her eyes, Luo Yan thought for a moment and then spoke.
"You don't need to worry about this matter. I will let my acolytes and believers deliver the food to the people in need."
In fact, if Luo Yan is not a good person, Luo Yan can also sell the food to the empire that is not so anxious.
Anyway, the miracle has been shown to the lizard people. Even if the food is not given to them, they will only think that the food is rotten in the chief's house. It's better to use these baits to catch General Hamelton and let the boys of the Empire work harder to repair the port.
There are too many historical data to prove that hungry believers are far more pious than full believers. Letting believers eat too much is the fate of the God of Machinery.
Furthermore, after Gutafu’s torture, Gutafu’s people’s ability to digest tree bark is far greater than that of humans, so they may not starve to much death.
However, Luo Yan, who comes from hell, still has some bottom lines. After all, abiding by contracts is a tradition of demons since ancient times.
He will instruct the Death Priest he appointed to distribute food to the acolytes of each tribe through the temple, and use these "faith workers" who go deep into the grassroots to directly deliver the cooked polenta to the lizardmen in need of relief, and mobilize these rescued lizardmen to learn the planting techniques of the necropolis to reclaim wasteland.
This should help them tide over the difficulties.
After hearing these words, Essemata breathed a sigh of relief and felt that the pressure on her shoulders was relieved a lot.
When she was the mother of the tribe, she had never experienced the feeling of being caught between her tribe and the royal court, but now she has a profound understanding of what is the impossible triangle between the interests of the center, the local area and the people.
If the temple is willing to intervene in this matter, it will naturally be the best outcome for her, who is currently not stable. After all, the temple in the necropolis has nothing to do with local interests, and no one dares to disobey the supreme demon king.
Luo Yan paused for a moment and continued.
"How do you usually dispose of the corn cobs after they have been threshed?"
Aiselmata was stunned for a moment and did not answer for a while.
"This... is also our first time to plant it. Does that thing have any special use?"
Luo Yan nodded.
"It's quite useful. It can be ground to feed cattle or other ruminants, and it can also be fed to pigs after fermentation. I remember that you have quite a lot of livestock. If those livestock can even digest ferns in the desert, corn cobs should be a problem. I don't know, but you can pay attention... If this thing can be done, I think hundreds of thousands of tons of feed should be able to Help you calm down some discordant voices within the tribe. You don’t have to please them, but don’t let them feel disadvantaged. I see their contribution."
Aisemata's eyes gradually brightened. I didn't expect that His Majesty the Demon King would even think of this, let alone that this adult would actually think about herself.
"Thank you for your grace!"
Luo Yan nodded.
"This matter has been decided, let's go and do it."
“Yes!”
Like Helen, the contented Ishemata also left the Demon King in high spirits, so much so that when she left the military camp, the night elves who were resting by the fire all looked at her in surprise and felt incredible.
Miss Helen and the others can understand it. After all, there are many humans who are interested in night elves. It is said that the Gray Wind tribe was favored and favored because of this, but how come even the lizardmen...
Isn't this wrong?
Several night elf mages exchanged glances, whispering in low voices, with ambiguous rays of light flashing in their eyes as they watched Essemata leave.
Although the Demon King is unfathomably powerful, there is always a lot of gossip about him in the necropolis, but it just doesn’t often appear in his ears.
As for why it becomes like this.
Then we have to start with a certain little devil who speaks freely...
Dinner time.
Sarah squatted by the campfire to heat the pot, and knocked all the saved little dragon eggs into it.
This is the cooking method that the Demon King told her to fry the eggs before cooking, and then rinse them with hot water, so that the whole pot of soup will turn milky white and be full of rich fragrance.
However -
This is true for eggs, but this obviously does not apply to dragon eggs.
Looking at the magic light that suddenly bloomed in the pot, Sarah was startled.
「Wow ah ah...”
She hurriedly poured the boiling water in, and there was a squeaking sound. The soup turned milky white, but the smell was a stench that hit her nose.
Why does it smell so bad?
Hush fluffy ears drooped on top of her head, and Sarah had a frustrated expression on her face.
After all the fighting between heaven and man, she finally couldn't bear to throw away the dragon eggs in the pot, so she quietly picked up the half-cooked eggs into a bowl, poured the soup into a small ditch near a nearby tent, and then hurriedly slipped to the well to wash the pot.
Passing by Sarah who was sneaking away, Helen glanced at her strangely, always feeling that this guard lady was different from usual.
But he was the Demon King's confidant after all, so she didn't think much about it. She opened the door curtain and returned to the tent, sat cross-legged on the sleeping bag, and began to meditate.
She has just broken through the gold level, so it is time to seize the time and fight.
And she was surprised to find that she was different from usual. She seemed to be more efficient at condensing the power of elements... but it became difficult to concentrate.
Is it because of the excitement of promotion?
Hellen realized this and immediately calmed down. In order to concentrate, he even patted his face hard.
Hmm?
Why is it a little hot?
Forget it...don't care.
Luo Yan, who was reading a magic book in the tent at the moment, had no idea what was going on outside. At the moment, he was busy studying diamond-level magic theories and spells.
Tafu, who was squatting on his shoulder to watch the excitement, couldn't help but yawned, and suddenly a cold sentence popped out of her mouth.
"I didn't expect you to know so much trivia."
Luo Yan, who was flipping through the book, ignored her.
Seeing that Luo Yan ignored her, Tafu felt bored and muttered something again.
"But those guys are really stupid. They have been growing corn for so long, and they don't even know that corn cobs can be fed to livestock."
This question was really stupid. Luo Yan didn't want to answer it, but considering that this guy was his future mount after all, he couldn't take him out to embarrass himself, so he said.
"The people who grow corn are from the Ankylosaurus tribe. Zeir from Assam may not know it, but he just deliberately didn't mention it."
Taph rolled her eyes and suddenly smiled.
"Giggle...they kept it from you? It seems that my children are not very religious to you either."
I don't know if it's because he was hit too much, or if he awakened a strange attribute, this guy seems to be addicted to provocation.
It's just that these provocation methods are too low-level, probably at the level of a little devil, and maybe slightly lower than Missy.
Not to mention that she was full of defense-breaking performance points, so much so that Luo Yan didn't even bother to watch her embarrassment when she couldn't afford to roll around.
"Everyone has selfish motives, and God is the product of human selfishness, including the extraordinary power given by the gods... I'm even more surprised that you don't even know this."
Tuff's expression froze, he laughed dryly, and said with his dragon chest raised.
"I... who told you I didn't know! I know how greedy these guys are, and they will be lazy if I don't pay attention. If they don't work hard, how can there be any hell empire? I've already defeated them all! Boy, boy! Do you know what civilized generation is? I still have many methods that are useless!"
Really?
That's not what you said in your diary.
Luo Yan smiled faintly, not being as knowledgeable as this guy.
I think that when she was in the Zeta Empire, she was just a leek of the Zeta Empire, and if a leek suddenly comes to the table to play chess, she will become like this.
This is really not the lizard man's fault.
They have not been tortured to extinction, their vitality is already very tenacious, otherwise he would not be so sympathetic to these guys.
At this time, the tent door curtain was opened, and Taph closed her mouth instantly when she saw the shovel officer coming back with a straight face.
Unless she couldn't control it, she would hardly rebel against Luo Yan in front of Sarah. After all, Luo Yan was not as knowledgeable as her, and this cat-eared protector was very caring.
And that fat spider too!
Every time he looked at her, the scales on her body were numb.
"Lord Demon King... I'm fine, I'll do as you say." Sarah lowered her head and whispered with her cheeks flushed.
"Well, thank you."
Luo Yan took the noodles and took a sip, frowning slightly.
Sarah, who secretly observed his expression, asked quickly.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing..."
Did you eat too much recently?
I always feel that the taste is a bit bland and the "spiritual energy" is also very thin.
Is it a problem with the cooking method?
Next time, don’t fry the eggs, just boil them.
Seeing that Luo Yan had something to say, Sarah, who was waiting by the side, hurriedly changed the topic and took the initiative to speak.
"Lord Demon King, where shall we... go next?"
Luo Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said after thinking for a moment.
"Go back to Deadwood Port, it's been two weeks, it's time to give General Hamelton an explanation."
This guy still trusts him.
When he passed by the Wind Howl Tribe, he specifically asked the Wind Lizards there to pay attention to the airspace and not let a griffin knight cross the border.
Perhaps he was concerned about his own safety while on a mission, or perhaps he was really intimidated by the strength of the Gutav United Kingdom. This guy really didn’t send flying units to penetrate into the depths of the Janna continent.
After going to Deadwood Port, he planned to go back to the Principality of Campbell. Although his return would only take a moment, it was still necessary to get on and off the ship at the port.
And before that, he had to get rid of Hamelton, who was eating and drinking at the port.
At the same time, in the tent not far away, Helen's face turned red while she was meditating.
Her forehead was covered with beads of sweat and her lips were trembling slightly.
The power of the elements gathered around her became more and more powerful, and was almost beyond the limit of what she could control. However, her mental power could not be concentrated, and a handsome and majestic face always appeared in her mind unconsciously.
This...what is going on? !
On the verge of becoming obsessed, she finally gave up on her meditation, dove into her sleeping bag, and used a pillow to wrap her red face and the thoughts in her mind.
Time is like a stream flowing quietly under the moonlight.
Today's night is particularly long.