Cthulhu Gonfalon

It’s not a happy thing, but it’s more than that.

A few days later, Morani found Yuxiong and told him something that made him stunned.

"I went to the endless wilderness of the orc **** country and met the swallowing dog." He said, "Because you care about this war, I went to ask. I think you should not If you like to see the war, just persuade it."

"How?" Yan Xiong had some expectations. "What does He say?"

Morani sighed: "He said that the reason why there will be a sufficient population to wage war is to thank you."

Yan Xiong's eyes widened, his mouth grew enough for a dragon to dance in the samba, and stayed for a while before he stuttered and asked: "I?! With ... what has anything to do with me!"

"Did you not be active in the orc empire? During that time, every time you saw a civil war inside the orc, it was a 'big estrus' smashed in the past... your spells worked well, and many tribes that were killed all year round were eliminated. Hatred, began peaceful coexistence. But it is for this reason that since then, the orcs have lost the consumption of civil war, and the population has increased rapidly." Morani shook his head in a dumbfounding, "according to the orcs The speed of reproduction, it would take about a hundred years or so, in order to accumulate enough force to launch a large aggression, the result..."

He did not finish, but the meaning is already clear.

Yuxiong was silent for a long time, and finally couldn’t help but swear: "Like a big slot! What is this!"

"Right, the swallowing dog said to you, ask if you are willing to be the 'orc of the orc"? If you want, he can arrange sacrifices for you in the orcs. He knows that you don't want to be Constraint, so as long as you hang a name, you are not required to live in the endless wilderness, or even to obey His orders, as long as you don't do it with Him."

Yan Xiong frowned, and honestly said that the "swallowing dog" Lefeng's proposal is indeed very sincere, but with a group of invaders, he really does not like it.

“He asked me to reply as soon as possible?” he asked.

"No, he only said, please think about it. It also means that the orcs never care about their origins, with your skill and growth rate. Maybe you can become the main **** of the orc gods in the future."

Yan Xiong couldn't help but muttered a "sleeping trough" and couldn't help but ask: "I am the orc **** who is the main god, then what does he do?"

"There are two possibilities. The first one, he is fallen, you take over." Morani explained, "The second, you challenged him and defeated him in a duely recognized duel. If he did not If you fall, you will retreat from the position of the Lord God, only retain the 'God of the Dog' and some insignificant priesthood, and give you some of the main priesthood. The orc **** of the previous generation is the main god, 'Iron The murderer 'Snecker, who lost to Lefon in the duel, gave up the seat of the Lord God and the related priesthood. Now He is the **** of snakes and snakes, and has been working for Lefon."

Yan Xiong squatted for a while and asked: "Isn't that Snecknell want to fight back? Don't you want to make a comeback? Isn't Lefeng afraid of his betrayal? Not afraid that he will lick his knife from behind?"

"Only by winning the duel that everyone can recognize, can we compete for the position of the Lord God." Morani laughed. "Betrayal and assassination can indeed make Lefeng fall down, but it will not be recognized by everyone. On the contrary, it will be hostile to everyone. Orcs will be attacked by groups. The orcs are fierce and bold races, and they are highly regarded as hard-hitting heroes. Playing conspiracy is of course a skill, but it is impossible to play conspiracy and assassinate the superiors!"

Yuxiong thought for a while and couldn't help but grin.

"How do I feel that the orc gods' style seems to be more in line with my human gods... This is an illusion..."

"After all, you are not a human being, a jellyfish." Morani said with a smile.

Yan Xiong sighed deeply and put the problem down for the time being.

He never told anyone, in fact, he is really not a jellyfish, just a person who becomes a jellyfish.

However, as a "person," he and the world seem to be somewhat out of place. Instead, it is a "Jellyfish", and he is mixed in the world.

What is this?

It takes a while for the army of the orc empire to gather. Although the war is over, it can't be beaten for a while. So he temporarily shifted his gaze from the war and turned to his own avatar, Crick Keane.

Baron Keane is currently very busy. After completing the internal cleaning and cleaning of the territory by the hired masters, he is promoting the agricultural reform of the territory.

The agricultural level of this world is a bit tragic. An acre of land can only receive about 200 kilograms. Using about 30 kilograms of seeds, it seems to be good at first glance, but in fact, after a piece of land is cultivated, it takes two years of fallow to replant food. As a result, the yield per mu was immediately reduced to one-third, which is about seventy kilograms.

Before the creek was an artisan, he was not familiar with agriculture, but even so, he remembered that the production of mu on the earth could never be so tragic, and he was sure that he had absolutely no such awkward species. Year of the situation. Considering that the people are eating for the sky, he is determined to come up with a five-year plan to improve agricultural technology.

First, he investigated the question of why fallow farming was done. He learned that fallow farming is because the land cultivation consumes a lot of nutrients in a year and needs to be restored through fallow. This problem is not solved, and fallow is something that is inevitable.

"Nutrition... Is it fertilizer? I remember using fertilizer on the earth... But where do you go to find fertilizer?" He pondered for a few days, and finally remembered from the depths of memory that ancient Chinese farmers seemed to use human and animal waste. To make fertilizer, I raised this question.

"Stool? The dirty things can raise the nutrients of the land? You are not kidding!" An old man familiar with agriculture, who was temporarily appointed as an agricultural officer, asked with suspicion.

"There should be no problem. The soil is not human. There is no reason to be dirty." He said so.

So, with the cooperation of magic, a small experiment unfolded.

They found a small piece of land that had just been cultivated. According to tradition, this land needs to fall for two years before it can replant food. The creek sent a lot of manure and buried it evenly in the soil. The use of the technique promoted the growth of the land. After a week, the land was covered with weeds and waited for the weeds to wither. After that, cut it down and burn it, the grass ash was mixed into the soil again, and then try to grow the crops – the crops grew very well, even better than two years after fallow.

This experiment makes everyone happy, anyway, this means at least that the two years of fallow can be reduced to one year.

But Crick was not satisfied. He experimented and simulated the autumn and winter environment to see if the manure was buried in the soil. After the fall and winter, could it be directly converted into fertilizer.

The results of this time are equally satisfying. As long as the manure is buried in the ground after the harvest, after the autumn and winter, the spring can be re-seeded, and the effect is not worse than the fallow.

The only problem is that it will cause a lot of weeds to grow and require a lot of manpower to weed, but the output of the land has been greatly improved compared to the previous three years.

When Crick was rejoicing and celebrated the success of the experiment, the jellyfish in the distance also nodded and smiled.

This is the best news he got during this time.