Chapter 27: Why Did the Price Go Up?

Hearing that Ang was looking for a suitable planting area, Aisike immediately volunteered to lead the way.

This was one of the seven planting areas in the underground city, not abandoned, so it naturally couldn't be given to Ang. But after passing through this planting area and arriving at another sinkhole, it was overgrown with weeds inside.

Aisike introduced: "This sinkhole is the one with the best terrain among all our planting areas. It has a large area, flat terrain, is closer to the ground, and has good light conditions. The biggest disadvantage is that there is no water source, and some of the Breath of Breath can leak to the ground. Some areas at the bottom of the pit cannot grow things."

Aisike's tone carried full regret. No matter how good the terrain and how fertile the land, it was useless. A 'no water source' made this area unsuitable for planting.

Although water could be fetched from other places, the manpower input required was too large. Maybe the food grown wouldn't be enough to feed the manpower invested.

On the contrary, the Breath of Breath was easier to solve. Build some turbulence-causing things to guide the airflow to other places and not blow to the ground. This kind of fluid mechanics category thing looked profound, but any wind element mage could solve it.

After introducing, Aisike prepared to take Ang to the next sinkhole. Although the next sinkhole had poor terrain, at least it had living water for irrigation.

However, Ang turned to Fei Lin and said: "Here, how much money."

"Ah? Is this okay? But there is no water." Fei Lin said in surprise, but as soon as he finished speaking, he found a reason for himself: "Indeed, with the Lord's strength, whether there is living water is not important. As for money, it's not needed. Anyway, it's wasteland. As long as the food you grow can be sold to us, that's fine."

Whoever could reclaim wasteland could have it. The underground city even encouraged everyone to reclaim wasteland. As long as one more acre of wasteland could grow food, the underground city could have one more portion of food.

However, it was a pity that not many people had this ability and technology to reclaim wasteland and grow food. In the end, it was the underground city official that was supporting it, mainly Fei Lin who was supporting it, because he had a large number of skeleton zombies as labor, which could make up for the shortcomings in terrain and yield.

If someone could grow food, it would be equivalent to sharing the pressure for Fei Lin. Even if it had to be bought with money in the end, at least there was a place to buy it. Now food was nowhere to be bought even with money.

As long as Ang was willing to plant, let alone free, Fei Lin would be very happy to even subsidize a little.

No money? Ang tilted his head, a bit bewildered. He was just a small skeleton who farmed vegetables; where would he have the concept of money? The concept of equivalent exchange was instilled in him by Fei Lin, but now he didn't want money?

If he didn't want it, then don't. It didn't matter if he had a place to plant things.

Returning to the temple, seeing a row of women squatting at the door looking forward, the temple was not a place for guests, and there wasn't even a chair.

"My Lord, this is Anna, the second in line successor of Cold Ice City, now in charge of various tasks in Cold Ice City. This is her teacher, Lan," Lisha introduced.

Ang didn't understand and tilted his head. Wasn't it said to go to Cold Ice City to exchange for magic crystals? Why bring a lich and a person back? Where were the magic crystals?

"It's like this, my Lord. Miss Anna hopes to do a big business with you. I can't decide, so they came over wanting to talk to you personally," Lisha explained.

What was business? Didn't understand, didn't talk. Ang shook his head and walked into the temple by himself, leaving the three women stunned on the spot.

Seeing Ang return, the angel skeleton spread its wings and flew toward him. Until the rope was pulled tight, the angel skeleton raised its arm toward Ang, showing the place where it was injured in the fight just now.

During this period, it had become a habit to fight with the little zombie, and Ang treating it had also become a habit. He turned a corner and walked to its side, using Purification to heal the wound on its arm.

The angel skeleton raised its leg again, showing the wound on its knee.

Ang had to cast another Purification spell, but when his palm fell in front of the knee, he inadvertently wiped over the skirt on the angel skeleton's body.

One could see the stains on the white skirt disintegrating when wiped by the holy light, revealing the original whiteness of the skirt, and a clean white wipe mark appeared on the dirty skirt.

Ang curiously released another Purification spell, wiping it directly on the skirt. Sure enough, it was Purification. Where the Holy Light passed, the stains on the skirt disappeared directly. It turned out this was the correct way to use the Purification spell.

The stains on a white dress were all purified cleanly by Ang, and then he saw the stains on the angel skeleton's face and hair, and continued to clean them up very obsessively until no dirt could be seen.

The three women outside the temple looked at each other. Anna said excitedly: "Is this scene very magical? A skeleton purifying the dirt on a battle angel. No no, I have to draw it. This is simply a world-famous painting."

The other two nodded in unison. It was indeed very magical. It was magical enough for a skeleton and an angel to appear harmoniously in one picture, and the one using the Purification spell was a skeleton, not an angel, and there were stains on the angel.

"What does Lord Ang mean? We didn't say any conditions, and he left. Does he not want to talk to us?" Lan asked worriedly.

Lisha thought for a while and nodded hesitantly: "I didn't consider it well. If it weren't for offering faith to him, according to my status, I wouldn't be qualified to discuss with him. His will is the oracle."

Lan nodded, agreeing with Lisha's words. After all, in their cognition, Ang was very likely a projection of the Monarch.

What was the Monarch? That was an existence more powerful than a god. It was rumored that more than one or two gods were sealed (Brass Dragon: It was exactly me) or slaughtered by the Undead Monarch. These people actually dared to talk business with the Monarch?

Anna was a bit scared and stuck out her tongue guiltily.

"Then what to do now?" They weren't qualified to talk to Ang, but without a large amount of Holy Mushroom powder, the plan they had discussed before couldn't be started.

"Exchange first, exchange with the price you can take out. If the demand is large, my Lord might expand the scale. Look at Fei Lin exchanging for a large amount of food now. Isn't my Lord preparing to reclaim new farmland to plant?" Lisha said.

It could only be said that self-brain-supplementation was the most fatal. Ang just didn't understand what business was, so he didn't want to talk, but was brain-supplemented by them as disliking them, and still felt that this was reasonable.

"Then what price should be offered? The price of the Church of Light in the past was twenty magic crystals per jin of Holy Mushroom powder, so let's offer thirty magic crystals and see if the Lord agrees?"

Lisha found Ang with this offer. Ang nodded in agreement, a bit bewildered. The reason he was bewildered was that Lisha had said twenty magic crystals per jin was the normal price, so why did it suddenly become thirty magic crystals? ===== CHAPTER 28 =====