Chapter 29: Farmland Was Burned

In an era without industrialized sugar production, sweetness was a very luxurious feeling. While bringing high calories, it also made the brain secrete more hormones, calming negative emotions such as sadness and pain. Therefore, some people would binge eat after a breakup, mainly to ingest sugar.

Without sugar, the main sources of sweetness were honey and some natural high-sugar crops, such as sugar beet, which was a crop with a sugar content of forty percent and was a very important sweet crop.

But it was a pity that the underground city, or even this world, found it very difficult to plant sugar beet. Not to mention whether there was enough food, just the light conditions required by sugar beet couldn't be satisfied by the underground city.

It required a long-term high-light environment for the starch in the sugar beet to be converted into sugar. The underground city didn't have this condition, and this world didn't have this condition.

But Ang was a vegetable-farming skeleton. Farming vegetables was his main business, and planting food was incidental.

The farm originally had sixty skeletons, each responsible for fifty acres of farmland. Some planted vegetables and some planted food. When the undead soul disappeared, only he was left in the farm. Seeing the crops in other farmlands wither day by day, Ang's instinct couldn't be suppressed, and he tried his best to take care of other farmlands.

Of course, three thousand acres of farmland, even if he were split into two, he couldn't take care of them. In the end, he could only take care of a few types of crops, and the rest could only watch them wither.

And sugar beet happened to be the main crop Ang planted. The planting scale was only a little less than food, but the yield was large. The storage amount in the granary was more than food, and it was something even less valuable than food.

Forty jin of sugar beet for forty jin of food? Ang transferred forty jin of sugar beet out. Only after taking it out did he find that under the action of breathing soil, the sugar beet dehydrated, and the weight only remained at seventy percent of the original.

"Too much, too much. Equivalent exchange, sugar beet is more than ten times more expensive than food. Four jin is enough for me." Aisike looked at a pile of sugar beet transferred out, his eyes glowing, but he had to refuse painfully.

Sugar beet was not only more than ten times more expensive than food, but also had a market price but no market, because there was no sugar beet to sell on the market at all. Even if only four jin were given, Aisike had made a fortune.

Although Ang moving out forty jin of sugar beet made him very jealous, he didn't dare to take this advantage. He thought this rule was set by Ang, and only when Ang was willing to abide by it was this a rule. If Ang didn't abide by it, then he didn't even have the qualification to bargain.

Therefore, if one didn't have the ability to maintain the rule and didn't have the qualification to bargain, one must never break it.

Equivalent? Ang tilted his head. The storage of sugar beet in the granary was larger, planting was easier, and the price was more than ten times more expensive than food. Then wouldn't planting sugar beet be more cost-effective?

Having obtained the reward, Aisike rolled up his sleeves with great motivation and tried his best to engrave the array for Ang.

"Engrave it here. The angle here is just right, and it can cover the largest area." Aisike gestured a few times and found a suitable position. That position was in the middle of the cliff wall. Aisike needed to climb up to reach it.

Looking at it, Aisike said embarrassedly: "I'll find a rope. It's too high and hard to exert force."

Ang tilted his head and asked: "Can fly."

Aisike replied shamefully: "Can't persist."

As an intermediate mage, Aisike could fly briefly, but couldn't persist. Climbing a wall or something in an emergency was okay, but hovering and doing fine work like engraving an array couldn't be done.

Ang reached out, cast the Pollination spell on Aisike, and lifted him from the ground.

Aisike was startled, but after reacting that it was Ang who did it, he was relieved. He rubbed his hands and was determined to perform well to repay Ang's sugar beet.

One hour passed, two hours passed, three hours passed..., Aisike looked back from time to time with fear, and roared wildly in his heart: "No way, no way? Is there really someone who can be so persistent for so long?"

Three hours, Ang just held him steadily like this, without any sign of instability. It was simply too incredible. Even a great mage couldn't have such persistent ability.

In the past, Aisike only inferred Ang's strength from Fei Lin's attitude toward Ang. Now he truly and genuinely felt that unfathomable, vast, endless, circulating, and endless strength.

Don't look at the fact that lifting him only required first-rank wind magic, but this kind of continuous and stable output was even more difficult. Everyone could stand on one leg; try standing on one leg for three hours.

This was absolutely a level that only an arcane mage could achieve. Considering that Ang was still a projection, then he must have at least the strength of a truth mage. That was a god. This Ang in front of him was very likely a projection of the Undead Monarch.

Aisike instantly understood why Fei Lin had such a respectful attitude.

The shocked Aisike naturally wouldn't think that there was a guy in this world who spent more than three hundred years practicing only first-rank magic just to water crops. This misunderstanding was big.

After completing the task, Aisike carried four jin of sugar beet and went home happily, completely not hearing Nai Ge Li Si's sarcasm in Ang's soul:

"The array is really rotten. The magic pattern is not concise enough, there are too many redundant circuits, the conversion efficiency is low, the energy consumption is high, and there is no stable structure. Once the release process starts, it will be strong first and then weak. It will be blindingly bright at the beginning, and then it will be so dark that even ants can't be seen clearly. Rotten."

"Not having received a systematic array education, it is easy to have this kind of problem. A simple lighting spell, such a mana circuit will only have low efficiency, not fatal, but to treat it as a stable array, the problem is big."

Ang tilted his head: "Oh."

"Don't just oh. Fly up, I'll teach you how to change it."

"Oh." Ang flew up, followed Nai Ge Li Si's instructions, modified the magic array, and then injected mana. The magic array flickered a few times and released stable and bright light, illuminating the entire sinkhole.

Bathed in the bright light of the lighting array, Ang suddenly had an idea: "Rain spell, can it, be engraved into an array?"

"Engraving is possible, but your broken Rain spell is self-created. You have to magic-pattern it, plane it, and combine it. You haven't learned arrays, how to convert it? It's better to just have a water ball spell array, ready-made." Nai Ge Li Si said.

Ang shook his head: "Water ball spell, don't water the ground, rain, water the ground, you teach."

Nai Ge Li Si had already gotten used to Ang's speaking style. As soon as he heard it, he understood: "You are quite persistent in planting. Is there any difference? Isn't it all water? Someone is about to die of thirst, can't your Rain spell condense water to save people? You can learn if you want, anyway, since you are idle..."

Ang couldn't listen to the words behind anymore, his whole head was: Can the Rain spell save people dying of thirst?

This reminded him of the person who started the teleportation array. At that time, there was no water, and he was starved and thirsty to death. Can the Rain spell save people dying of thirst?

It seems it really can. Why couldn't he think of it at that time? Ang cast a Rain spell, looked at the raindrops drizzling in his palm, and fell into deep thought.

A gust of wind element agitation, Aisike flew back from the only passage and said urgently: "Lord, it's bad, your farmland was burned by someone."

Farmland was burned by someone! Ang's soul shook violently, turned his head to look at Aisike, and in those hollow eye sockets, a flame that made Aisike feel palpitated burst out.

The raised hand, the raindrops in the palm also turned into sharp ice crystals, brushing and stabbing into the ground.

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