Chapter 1237

This is a good idea, but after Ang transformed a chaos tree seed with chaos mist, as soon as it came into contact with the environment, the seed began to shrivel, shrink, curl, lose water, and finally turned into a lump of scorched ash, without even a burning process, directly turning into ash.

Normal seeds simply cannot withstand the high temperature here, unless they are allowed to evolve and iterate like bugs. But the evolution speed of bugs is fast, and they can iterate quickly under Ang's shelter. And bugs are still bugs after evolution, but seeds, after evolution, may not necessarily bear chaos stones.

To maintain the traits of plants, seeds are not the best way. Grafting and cutting are.

Ang fell into deep thought distressedly.

Nigris and Anthony looked at each other. Nigris even slapped itself: "Let you talk nonsense".

Now it's fine, right? Once Ang is addicted to something, that's something even the abyss big mouth can't drag away.

However, there is nothing for Ang to do for the time being. With the increase in strength, Ang basically doesn't make a move anymore. Those who need him to do it are all at the level of the Star Descendant Lord and Cang Star God.

Silver Coin started working step by step, first using the origin crystals from selling Snake Fighting Cards to buy and contract more than a dozen Star Descendants, and then combined with the characteristics of Star Descendants, assigned them different tasks.

For example, there is a 'fluffy' potato Star Descendant, which looks like a potato, but is covered with fluff. This type of Star Descendant, which is not large in size and has no attack power, is the most unpopular type in the slave market and has never been sold.

Of course, it doesn't matter if it's not sold. Anyway, it won't be hungry, just occasionally bullied by its peers and kicked as a ball. Now Silver Coin suddenly sold it, and it thought it was going to be kicked again.

However, it didn't. After signing the contract, Silver Coin let it roll everywhere, and after rolling, it came back and shook its hair, shaking off a pile of black ash.

"Just like this?" The fluffy potato looked at the black ash on the ground, and then at Silver Coin, asking puzzled.

Silver Coin nodded: "Right, just like this. With this pile of... star soil, let's use this pile of star soil as the standard. Every time you stick a pile of star soil back, you can get one point, and you can exchange it for anything sold by the chamber of commerce with points."

"Points? Exchange for things? What can be exchanged?" The fluffy potato asked puzzled. Am I not a slave? Why does it feel strange? Not kicked, and have points? What is that? Can it be eaten?

"Eating is possible. One hundred points can be exchanged for one origin crystal, and these, all can be exchanged." Silver Coin took out a long form, which had various equipment and services that could be exchanged with points, including upgrading and evolution.

However, the fluffy potato was not interested in upgrading and evolution, but instead took a fancy to another service—revenge, four hundred to one thousand points.

"What does this mean?" The fluffy potato asked curiously.

"It means you were bullied and want revenge, ask someone to help you fight. Looking at the enemy's strength, you only need four hundred to one thousand points to help you beat it up," Silver Coin explained.

"Really?" The fluffy potato's eyes lit up, and the eyes originally hidden in the hair stared round.

Getting an affirmative answer, the fluffy potato seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, rolling all over the field, full of energy.

"What's the situation? Why is this potato so hard-working? What does it want to exchange?" Nigris asked puzzled: "Is your point system really so easy to use?"

"The point system is definitely useful, but it is so excited because it wants revenge," Silver Coin spread its hands.

"Revenge? Eh, good idea. Why can't I think of it?" Anthony deliberated on this word, suddenly slapped his thigh, and said annoyedly.

Nigris complained helplessly: "What did you think of again? Can your thinking not be so jumpy? Say something that others can understand."

Anthony explained: "We are now having a headache that the subjective initiative of these Star Descendants is too poor. Their living environment is too comfortable. They won't starve to death if they lie down and don't work, so they have no desires. Even if we buy them, they are not very diligent, unless we use a whip to whip them."

This is the most realistic problem they face. On the material plane, some people living in fertile areas have similar problems.

Such places are often warm in spring and cool in summer, have no winter, won't freeze to death, and are rich in products. If you are hungry, you can pick a fruit from a tree to fill your stomach, and you don't need to use much force to survive.

Often the civilization level of such places will be very low. Other places have entered the republican system, and they are still in primitive tribes, with low productivity and even lower organization.

The situation is about the same now. Unless you use a whip, it is difficult to make these Star Descendants work. You can't use upgrading and evolution as a reward for sweeping the floor, right?

"Then use a whip, isn't it good?" Nigris asked. Since a whip can be used, why not use a whip?

Silver Coin said: "In this way, the management cost is too high. Even for coolies, the effect of using a whip is not as good as an appropriate incentive mechanism, so I want to use points to mobilize their enthusiasm."

Anthony said: "Right, the management cost is too high. But these Star Descendants have no desires. Even if it is a point system, they don't know what to exchange. Various entertainment projects can mobilize part of the enthusiasm. Now adding revenge can mobilize them even more. Isn't there a saying: Revenge from morning to night?"

"Is there this saying? Who said it?"

"His Majesty the Pope of Light."

"Ah pfft, isn't that what you said? How to take revenge? Many guys don't even have enemies," Nigris said unhappily.

Anthony said: "If there is an enemy, go help it take revenge. If there is no enemy, create an enemy, and then help it take revenge. Lightning, Lightning, come over, give you an arduous task."

Lightning ran over, complaining: "What task? Won't it be playing cards again? I don't want to play cards, they are too dishes."

Lu Se also ran over: "I don't want to play cards either, they are too dishes. If they win, they don't have anything to lose, no meaning."

"Not playing cards, do your old business. The most powerful quarrel hand in the Poison Mouth Beast Corps is you, right? Go, scold whoever you see, scold until they want to beat you. Lu Se protects you, preventing others from beating you," Anthony said.

"Really? Scolding whoever is fine? Scold to what extent? Don't want to live? Autistic? Depressed?" Lightning asked excitedly, its hooves couldn't help but rub together, looking eager to try.

"Stop, stop, scold until they want to beat you, don't go too far. Still depressed and autistic, your mouth is more powerful than swords," Anthony couldn't help but roll his eyes.

However, thinking about Lightning's mouth, if you only get scolded and can't beat it, it's really possible to be scolded into autism.

"This is simple, watch me." Lightning ran over. Not long after, Lightning's sharp and mean voice sounded in the distance.

(End of chapter)