Chapter 119

Aolumu returned to the edge of the wasteland in a daze, blankly examining this row of houses. The entire row of houses was about two meters high, and the whole body seemed to be made of that kind of sandstone, integrated into one, and no joints could be seen.

Sandstone is a type of sandy rock. If you scrape it with a hard object, you can scrape off grains of sand. It is barely usable for building houses, but it cannot be built too high.

The problem is, with sand all over the ground, where did the sandstone come from?

And besides the two meters on the ground, the room also sank more than a meter, and the indoor floor height was about three meters three, appearing exceptionally spacious. However, there were no windows, and it was very dark.

There was nothing inside the room, just a sandstone floor and walls, and a staircase leading to the doorway.

However, this simplicity, in Aolumu's eyes, was already exceptionally luxurious. Apart from the Longmiao and a few houses where noble people lived, where had the oasis ever seen such floor height and such solid buildings?

For a family like his to live in a sheepskin tent was already very luxurious, and the vast majority of people lived in dugout huts.

The Hope Oasis is a full twelve days' journey from the nearest human town, Kelun Town. When a merchant caravan comes once, tea leaves worth a few silver coins can be sold for a sky-high price of one or two gold. It is impossible to use precious cargo space to transport building materials. Even if they were transported, no one here could afford to buy them.

The Longmiao could be built, and the materials were all transported by Lady Nai Aili.

Such luxurious buildings, a row of four rooms, each with eighty or ninety square meters, just appeared here out of thin air.

Aolumu, with an expression of disbelief, found his two subordinates and asked: "These... these, how are they here, how were they conjured out?"

The two spearman subordinates were even worse, with expressions of being dumbfounded, pointing to Ang's figure in the center of the wasteland, and saying: "That... that mage lord made them grow out."

Grow out? Heaven knows, Aolumu hadn't even seen the normal way of 'building' a house, and completely couldn't imagine how a house could grow out of the ground, just like a farmer who had lived in a brick house all his life couldn't imagine what a cave dwelling dug out of the earth looked like.

After building the four rooms, Ang didn't care anymore and ran to the abandoned farmland for the first time, letting the little zombie dig trenches.

Originally, he wanted to water the land first, but when building the house, he discovered one thing: there was no shortage of water here. As long as you dug below one meter, the sand and soil were moist. If you buried the crops below one meter, wouldn't they be able to sprout?

Ordinary seeds couldn't be buried this deep, otherwise they would rot before they could sprout, but Ang wasn't afraid. He had an aura that could accelerate, as long as they grew out of the ground before the crops rotted.

What's good to plant? Grain? No good, burying them too deep would affect their yield. Sugar beets? Even worse, they need to be buried shallowly. What else can be planted?

Ang rummaged for a long time and dug out an arm-thick plant.

On the road from Mala Town to Kelun Town, those holy knights, in order to please the ascetic monk lord, sent whatever fresh things they saw to Ang. This plant was one of them. They said it was called something like Goshu.

Nai Ge Li Si said that this is a crop with a very high starch content, which is drought-resistant, cold-resistant, heat-resistant, and likes the sun. It is the crop that dwarves like to plant the most. Besides being used as food, it can also be used to brew wine.

Ang looked up at the increasingly scorching sun in the sky, and decided to plant you.

However, the desert's sunlight is too strong and the temperature is too high. Planting Goshu alone might not be easy to survive. Ang felt that some trees that could provide shade should be interplanted.

Finding Aolumu, Ang pointed to the oasis in the distance, which was full of three-meter-high trees, and asked: "What is that."

This kind of tree is everywhere in the oasis, and many are in rows and lines, obviously planted by someone on purpose.

Aolumu's attitude became even more respectful. If the enthusiasm and respect just now were because of the Huang Tong Dragon, then now it was a heartfelt respect for Ang's strength: "Returning to you, my lord, that is a green date tree, the taste is quite good. Go, pick some green dates for the lord."

Aolumu kicked his spearman subordinate who didn't have any insight, and then took out the magic crystal and the land registration certificate: "Magic crystals are useless, and there is no charge for registration. Please take them back, my lord."

Ang only took the land registration certificate and didn't take the magic crystal back. He had too many of these things: "Give to you."

Aolumu's little heart thumped violently. He earned a magic crystal just by running an errand? Mages are too generous, right?

The spearman subordinate brought back a large handful of green dates. Ang, who was used to equivalent value, prepared to pay again, but was stopped by Aolumu: "My lord, enough, enough, thank you for the reward, my lord."

It's not that he isn't greedy for money, but Ang's generosity made his heart jump with fear. He had never thought that one day, he would be scared by someone else's reward money.

"Oh." Ang just didn't know the equivalent value. If others felt it was worth it, then he knew. Now he knew that a piece of wasteland and a handful of green dates were definitely not worth a magic crystal.

Ang returned to the center of the wasteland. Aolumu looked blankly at the magic crystal in his hand, feeling a bit lost.

The two spearman subordinates walked to his side, one on the left and one on the right, nudged him with their elbows, and then glanced at the magic crystal to signal him: we have a share of the reward money too.

"Three gold each, divide it when we go back." Aolumu tucked the magic crystal into his bosom, and at the same time, he made up his mind: mages are too rich, I want to be a mage's follower!

It is estimated that Ang didn't expect that a magic crystal would stimulate the fighting spirit of a high-rank swordsman.

Returning to the wasteland, Ang let out an "Awoo."

The little zombie ran out of the newly built house. The sun was getting fiercer and fiercer, and it felt uncomfortable being exposed to the sun, so it hid inside.

With Ang's call, it ran out under the sun, and with both hands, it dug a series of deep trenches a meter deep. After digging quickly, it ran back into the house like a gust of wind, sticking out its tongue and panting heavily, looking like it was about to be sun-baked to death.

How could a lich pant? It was just doing it for Ang to see, wanting to be lazy and not work.

Ang ignored it. Other undead creatures would damage their souls if exposed to the sun, but the little zombie and the angel skeleton wouldn't. They had a soul connection with Ang, and soul energy replenished their consumption at any time. Being exposed to the sun was actually healthier, as it could improve their resistance to sunlight.

While the little zombie was digging the ground, Ang peeled the green dates and took out the pits inside.

Taking them out and looking, the pit shells were very hard, so he used force to crush them. The cracked pits, whether in terms of sprouting speed or sprouting rate, were much higher than those that weren't cracked.

Cutting the Goshu into pieces, each piece retaining more than one bud point, and interplanting a green date tree at a distance.

After all the sowing was finished, he took out the little saplings and put them on his head.

The little saplings were already waving their true leaves impatiently: Force—grow—force—.

Ang was just about to step on his footprints to activate the aura when a weak and resigned voice came from afar: "What are you doing again—."

"Farming!" Ang responded righteously.

"Fine, fine, fine." Nai Ge Li Si rubbed his head, flying over with a headache: "But why do you have to plant here?"

As soon as Negris heard Ang's tone, he knew he couldn't stop him. This farming skeleton being able to listen and leave in Kelun Town was already giving him a lot of face.

But the problem is, this really isn't a good place to farm. Farming in the desert?

What's more, the dragon-slaying cavalry is about to arrive. No matter how much is planted, won't it all come to nothing by then?

Nai Ge Li Si asked this with a trick. He was prepared to use excuses like "this isn't your place" to dispel Ang's idea. Unexpectedly, Ang took out a piece of paper: "Here, mine."

"Pfft! Who got this thing for you?" Nai Ge Li Si wanted to vomit blood. How did he get a land certificate in the blink of an eye?

Now who else can stop Ang from farming his own land.

Ang really didn't pay attention to him, and stepped on his footprints on his own.

The rest of the oasis sand people who followed were shocked by the four luxurious sandstone houses that suddenly appeared, and were immediately shocked by the scene in front of them that was like a miracle. That piece of wasteland that had been abandoned for several years due to the degradation of the water system suddenly sprouted countless green buds, and among them, green date saplings also emerged.

Everyone couldn't help but swarm over, looking at the green in front of them, muttering to themselves.

Ang hurriedly dug away the footprints, because some people had already walked into the range of the aura. If he continued to activate the aura, these people would accelerate aging.

The accelerated growth of the green buds and saplings stopped immediately, but this was already enough to shock everyone. They couldn't help but kneel outside the farmland, piously kowtowing: "A miracle, this is a miracle, the Dragon God has descended!"

Originally, he felt Ang was messing around, but hearing the words shouted by those humans, Nai Ge Li Si immediately felt unconvinced: "What Dragon God? Does your Dragon God know how to farm?"

Just at this moment, a loud dragon roar came from the sky, and a huge golden figure pierced through the clouds, like a golden arrow shooting straight at the ground.

Just as it was about to crash into the ground, the golden giant arrow twisted fiercely, and at the same time spread its wings. The extremely high falling speed decreased instantly, and then it fell in circles like a falling leaf, circle by circle, finally landing on the ground.

The moment its feet landed on the ground, the entire ground felt like it was going to sink.

Alright, now the sand people found the real target, hurriedly turned around, and began to kowtow toward the golden behemoth.

But that behemoth had no time to pay attention to those sand people, her eyes staring straight at Nai Ge Li Si, her brow scales tightly wrinkled, a bit puzzled, a bit hesitant, and a bit unbelievable, finally tentatively calling out: "Uncle ￥%#@?"

An expression of super awkwardness appeared on Nai Ge Li Si's face: "Don't call me uncle, don't call me uncle, little Nai Aili, you calling me uncle is really too awkward."

A shy expression appeared on Nai Aili's face, tentatively calling out: "My dear?"

In an instant, everyone focused their eyes on Nai Ge Li Si, among whom the fire of gossip in Lu Se and Flash's eyes was about to spray out!

Several days' journey away, in the temporary camp of the dragon-slaying knights, in the most luxurious and comfortable tent in the center, Tie Leisi sat upright on a chair, earnestly reading the documents in his hand by the comfortable and high-color-rendering light of the magic lamp, marking them from time to time.

The desert wind was strong and the temperature was low at night. The tent curtain was lifted, and a heavy-armored knight walked in, accompanied by a cold wind. However, the two people in the tent didn't care. The heavy-armored knight even said: "It's too stuffy and hot here, open more windows, the air can flow."

"The wind is strong." Tie Leisi replied without raising his head.

The heavy-armored knight took off his helmet, revealing a rough face, hung the helmet up casually, walked to the table, picked up the water pot, and gulped down a bellyful of water, then reported: "There are still four days' journey to the Hope Oasis. We are not taking the merchant route, so it's not easy to run into merchant caravans. The few we ran into occasionally have already, already been coerced by sand bandits."

Tie Leisi said without raising his head: "The so-called coercion, isn't it just robbery? I once strictly ordered not to let the news leak. These merchants have probably already been dealt with, right? This is the most labor-saving method. You don't need to be so cryptic when talking to me; I know the consequences each order will cause."

The heavy-armored knight scratched his head, having a kind of awkwardness of being seen through: "This is your first time leading an army, aren't you afraid you won't adapt? An army is a war machine; it will be very cruel once it moves."

"Don't worry, I always need to experience these things to become a qualified commander. The Lord once said: Kind people should not hold power..., forget it, is the equipment ready?" Tie Leisi said halfway, suddenly changing the subject.

"Uh, ready, all replaced with scale-breaking arrows, matched with the dwarf-made dragon crossbow, it can definitely shoot through the dragon's scales." The heavy-armored knight said with certainty.

Tie Leisi shook his head: "I'm not worried about shooting through the dragon's scales. What I'm actually worried about is finding the dragon's tracks, then restricting its movement, and getting its corpse after killing it. If I can't get its corpse and let it fly, fly, fly to someone else's territory and die, then the title of dragon slayer will be given to someone else for nothing."

"Oh~" The heavy-armored knight said suddenly: "Is this the reason why you insisted on transferring our Flying Wing Knight Order over?"

Tie Leisi smiled slightly: "In the whole world, only your Flying Wing Knight Order has the ability to fight in the air, and has the ability to catch up with and kill a dragon."

The heavy-armored knight smiled bitterly: "You think too highly of us. Our little air combat ability is like shit in the dragon's eyes; there is no maneuverability to speak of."

"Normally speaking, this is the case, but our target is a ten-thousand-year-old dragon. According to the records, this Huang Tong Dragon is already ten thousand years old. I don't know if it can even fly. Even if it barely flies, I'm afraid it won't be able to escape the pursuit of your Flying Wing Knight Order." Tie Leisi said.

The heavy-armored knight's expression cleared slightly, but he was still a bit troubled.

"And what's even better is that Huang Tong Dragons are already extinct. Killing this one won't cause retaliation from the dragon race; those Bronze Dragons and Red Copper Dragons will only gloat." Tie Leisi said.

"Really? Are Huang Tong Dragons extinct?" The heavy-armored knight asked in surprise. If this is true, then there is no worry about future trouble.

Tie Leisi nodded affirmatively: "Yes, this is news I bought at a high price from a dragon-man. The dragon race has already used bloodline resonance to inform all dragon-kin of this news."

"Then I can rest assured. What about these sand bandits?" The heavy-armored knight asked again.

"Of course, it's to lure the dragon out. Let them go and attack the oasis first, lure the dragon out, and then you go." Tie Leisi said.

The plan was meticulous. The heavy-armored knight suddenly had some confidence in this operation, and his heart couldn't help but become eager. Dragon slayer, what a loud title that is.

Three days later, the sand bandits and the Flying Wing Knight Order began to distance themselves. The sand bandits accelerated, preparing to attack the oasis first to lure out the Huang Tong Dragon. Before the main force of the sand bandits arrived, the vanguard scouts had already arrived at the oasis.

Their attention was soon attracted by a row of sandstone stone houses that could be considered luxurious in the desert, and then they were attracted by rows of emerald green crops next to the stone houses.

Marching in the desert, it is too difficult to see a little green, which made them couldn't help but turn their horses, charge into the farmland, and gnaw on the green leaves.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft, the leaves don't taste good, dig and see, what is in the ground?"

A pile of sand bandits frantically dug up the farmland.

Aolumu ran to the lake in the center of the oasis. Nai Ge Li Si was whispering to a Huang Tong Dragon, and Ang was squatting on the side, bored, his fingers poking a hole in the ground from time to time, putting down a grass seed.

"My lord, my lord, Ang lord, it's not good, there are sand bandits, there are sand bandits digging your land!"