MTL - Undead Farm-Chapter 17 Strategic supplies, milk?
As the turquoise liquid is poured into the plaid where the seeds are buried, the gray-brown soil is wetted to dark brown, then...
Nothing happened.
On the night of the night, I remembered the description of the corpse farm. To speed up the growth of plants, it is necessary to station the undead and work on the farm.
So he let the old West come with two first steps and walked into the farm hut together.
There is no window in the interior of the corpse farm. There are no beds. There are only four simple wooden tables. There is a wooden **** on each table. Don’t think, picking up the **** is even the so-called stationing.
The night of the night was even more embarrassing, picking up the raft, and a strange thought suddenly appeared in his mind, which gave him a crazy impulse.
In order to test the effect, the night did not reject the impulse. He pushed the wooden door to the farmland, and then began to wave the **** against a grid of water on the ground.
The **** fell on the edge of the pit and did not destroy the seed pit, but he stayed in the same place and kept his head looking like a fool.
After the old West and the two Goblin 骷髅 also took the raft, the idiot became four.
"that's it?"
The night of the night, staring at the pit, did not find any change, so I stopped the swing and put the **** back.
An ideology is impulsive. He wants to stop and feel at all times, but he does not see the effect and makes him a little depressed.
"Is it too short?"
Plant growth is a long process, and it is obviously difficult for people to see the effect within a few minutes.
After thinking about it, the night of the night will simply let the old west exit the station, and then replace the last two initial stages.
This simple action was completely competent in the first stage, and West was used as one of the main battles of the night three, and was sent to work with Dongchen to log into the logging camp.
Like the scent farm, the way of the broken bone logging camp is also to enter the house, but there is no axe collar, because the axe in the architectural instructions needs to bring it...
After arranging six embarrassing jobs, the night three squatted with two long swords and ran to Lao Gu.
In view of the fact that there is likely to be a battle in the evening, the night is more likely to take advantage of this free time and old swordsmanship.
Although it seems to be a shame to learn from the slaves that I have called out, it is an old sword holy!
With the old sword holy sword, this starting line is not too cheating.
"Old, you will find a place to put cattle, actually ... and so on, what are you doing in old age?!"
In the night, I found the old man in a shade of trees, but what made him stunned was that Lao Gu was lying on the ground, his hands were pinching the belly of the black bull, and the white liquid was slamming. Shooting into his mouth.
Hey, drink milk?
The old man turned to look at the night, moved his buttocks, and then patted the land beside him, as if he was invited to join him.
At night, I glanced down and determined that there was no problem with the gender of the black cow. This carefully looked at the old man.
I saw that the milk had entered the old empty head and did not leak out of the gap. It was like rain falling into the desert that had dried up for a hundred years, and was instantly absorbed into the old bones.
At night, I was more sharp-eyed. I saw a splint on the side of the old man, and that was the old fixed waist that he used to help the fracture, but now it has been solved by the old man.
Looking at it now, the old-fashioned waist plate is smooth and even with a bit of moisturizing color, just like adding a Meitu effect, there are traces of fractures.
"Well, milk is calcium, there is nothing wrong with it."
The night was more secluded, but he did not lie down and shoulder to shoulder with the old man, but he carefully touched the small pot that had just been watered, and placed it on the old head.
"It's so light, nothing tastes..."
Hey, let’s talk, and the night is even more dissatisfied.
In addition to hot and cold, his taste is also weakened, which makes him sing a word every time he eats:
The taste is like chewing wax.
"Well? No, this is..."
[You have swallowed up the energy of 0.0002, and currently accumulates the energy of 1.5202. 】
[Your bones have been enhanced by a little invisible. 】
“Drinking milk can also strengthen the bones?” The night was even more pleasant.
The energy in his body is only one kind of soul energy. The function is to shield the undead breath and recover the dead body. Then, without other spells, the body is his biggest capital.
The stronger the body, the greater the chance that he will survive, and depending on the situation, the milk is also effective against the undead he recovered, which means he has found a strategic resource that can strengthen his younger brother's strength:
milk!
“Milk milk and milk, you have to get more cows!”
However, at night, he pinched the purse bag and his face was bitter. After the construction, he only had more than 80 gold coins. It is obviously not enough to raise enough cattle.
You must know that this black cow in front of him is just an ordinary servant. You can only pull the cart and plow the fields. Even if it is in the period of pregnancy, it can secrete milk. However, the amount and quality of the cows are obviously not good.
And that kind of cow is very expensive, so expensive that only a few people can afford it.
It is impossible to grab the ~www.novelbuddy.com~ that is too conspicuous, then only buy it.
"Money..."
In the third night, he even smashed the hoe. He is a great undead. As long as he cultivates his own power, he will solve this trouble sooner or later.
"Don't drink before the old man, since the waist is good, I will rise up and teach me swordsmanship."
At night, he threw a long sword to Lao Gu, and then waved his sword at random.
He used swords as a knife until now, with the main focus on cutting, supplemented by scorpion, but the ten-step shuttle sword on the old days was obviously not so rough, faster, and more flexible.
A flash of ten steps, the sword collects people head down, handsome fried!
Then Lao Gu took the sword and scratched his **** with the hilt...
"Hey, can't you remember it or not?" That one, slamming, brushing a sword."
The night three reminded me that by the way, I also imitated the action of the old sword.
The old man finally agreed, standing straight, the sword hangs down, his feet are a tick, the breeze smashed, and the night suddenly squinted, and the old man disappeared from his eyes!
But he knows that the old man did not move, he was still there, but his own consciousness did not know why he automatically shielded the old man, just like treating him as a stone on the side of the road, but he did not put it. In my heart.
"What happens? If it is used to assassinate..." At night, I took a breath.
With this hand, it can be determined that the old man is not a kind of goods, the so-called third-rate swordsman with a sword, the first-class swordsman intended, and the peerless swordsman has been integrated into everything.
He is everything, everything is him, and everything can be a sword!
These characters can be described as holy!
"But..." Fringe frowned at night.
"I can't see it, learn a ghost!"
