Chapter 455

The Home of the Departed is a platform of immeasurable value to Silver Coin and Anthony, but to Ang, it is nothing, and he can't plant things on it.

Anthony and Silver Coin, who received authorization, went back to arrange. Before leaving, they gave Ang a document: "The Undead Council and the Warlock Alliance have issued an opening order. As long as the wasteland is reclaimed and crops are produced, it will automatically belong to the pioneer."

"Opening order? Good guy, North Wind City has been built for so long, and they still issue this kind of thing. It seems that the situation is really not very good." Negris said.

An opening order is a decree that encourages the people under their rule to open up new territory, also known as a land reclamation order. The risk of pioneering is very high, so the benefits will also be very large. Fixing the benefits in the form of a decree can increase the confidence of the people.

Historically, there have been decrees like no grain tax for three to five years for new reclaimed land, the Westward Movement, etc. In some places with vast land and sparse population, the land that is opened up and has output can permanently belong to the pioneer.

This attracted countless people to open up their own territory. Accompanying this were titles, fiefs, etc. When the opened territory is large enough, they can obtain noble status and fiefs.

This is generally when a regime just enters a place without an owner and needs to quickly turn it from a resource into an asset, it will give up such great benefits.

Now North Wind City has been built for so long. Theoretically, the North Wind Desert has an owner, and they still issue such a decree. One can imagine that both sides are a bit anxious.

Du Luo Ken asked puzzled: "How to determine that this wasteland is pioneered by us? Will they send people down to supervise?"

Anthony shook his head: "No, they only determine it based on the output. They set the grain output of the North Wind Desert at twenty jin. How much grain you bring out, you can occupy how much wasteland without an owner. Now the North Wind Desert has an area of nearly one million square kilometers. The places with owners are only near North Wind City and the dam irrigation area."

Negris counted with his fingers: "One million square kilometers is at most fifteen billion mu, which is to say, as long as we bring out thirty billion jin of grain, the entire North Wind Desert belongs to us? They still have to pay? Ten magic crystals a ton."

"No, no, no, if we can bring out thirty billion jin of grain, the Warlock Alliance and the Empire will rob us together. They can't bring out so much money." Anthony said.

Anyway, the current situation is that the Undead Empire and the Warlock Alliance are encouraging production and have given corresponding support policies. As long as you are willing to farm and reclaim land, they are welcome and have provided very good prices, and are also willing to sell, eliminating the worries of landlords and nobles.

Such conditions are not only given to North Wind City, but the entire plane has them. Because of the geographical environment and climate, North Wind City is not the focus of both sides. If it weren't for the dam irrigation area being abandoned, the Undead Empire wouldn't even send people over. Their manpower is too small.

The Home of the Departed, the Undead Guild, the Cemetery Maintenance and Management Office, the Undertaker Guild, the Spirit Dragon Knight Order, the Living Dead Cavalry Regiment... almost all organizations that can be named were sent out, competing with the people of the Warlock Alliance in every city and town, just to win over the local landlords and nobles.

Just when both sides were busy, a large number of sale announcements appeared in the Undead Guild. Although they were called sale announcements, the prices set were extremely exaggerated, often hundreds of millions of magic crystals. That terrifying pricing blinded everyone's eyes, making people couldn't help but want to click to watch.

However, the content of the announcement had nothing to do with the sale. The titles were basically "Financial Risks of Accepting Deposits for Production", "Serious Consequences of the Struggle Between Two Major Regimes Extending to the Real Economy", "Ninety-Eight Techniques to Make Competitors Unable to Deliver Goods", etc.

The content analyzed various possibilities in detail. The whole meaning was to let everyone not accept deposits, auction after output, and the highest bidder will get it.

At the headquarters of the Home of the Departed, a cloaked person roared angrily: "Why? Why can someone set this kind of price announcement? Only I have reward announcements over ten million magic crystals, but I don't even have the permission for over one hundred million. Why? Did the magic spirit go wrong!?"

Not only was the release price higher than his, but the permission was also higher than his. The cloaked person found that he couldn't delete these announcements and they had been hanging there.

One passes ten, ten passes a hundred. Not long after, the entire plane knew, including the Warlock Alliance.

A bald goblin warlock was browsing "Ninety-Eight Techniques to Make Competitors Unable to Deliver Goods", marveling while watching: "Too insidious, too insidious, it turns out it can be done like this. Profiteer, the person who wrote this article must be a big profiteer."

"So this is what we call vicious competition, blindly pushing up income, leading to the result that input and output are not proportional, and operating at a loss is the collapse of the industry?"

"Makes sense. If everyone goes to plant grain, next year's grain will be oversupplied, grain prices will plummet, farmers will go bankrupt, and no one will plant things the year after."

"Central storage, stabilize grain prices? Farmers don't have the ability to store grain on a large scale, but we do. This is clearly written for us to see. Uh, those dead people also have storage capacity, just in case. It seems that we need to build more large grain storage warehouses, but we still have to transport the stored grain up, and the transportation cost is too high."

The bald goblin warlock muttered, and soon wrote down a series of key points. The Warlock Alliance has always been in the sky, with few people and inactive economy, and many commercial knowledge cannot be developed. The content in the announcement can be considered an eye-opener for him.

The consequences described in the announcement are not what he wants to see. For the Undead Empire and the Warlock Alliance, the creatures on the ground are their foundation.

If they die out, whether it is the Warlock Alliance or the Undead Empire, they will become stagnant water without a source. After consuming the original moisture, they will all disappear.

The Warlock Alliance will disappear faster. After all, their lives are short, and the Undead Empire is the same. After living for thousands or ten thousand years, with the decrease of new undead creatures, they will gradually decay.

Only when life on the ground is endless can the Warlock Alliance have a steady stream of talent replenishment, and the fire of technology will never be extinguished.

After the bald goblin warlock retreated from the Home of the Departed, two goblin maids immediately stepped forward to serve. One twisted a hot towel to wipe his face and head, and the other held an exquisite transparent crystal bottle, which contained clear liquid.

"Eh? Bought it back? Is this the skin-tender essence liquid that has been very popular recently?" The goblin warlock hurriedly wiped his face and picked up the crystal bottle.

Silver Coin's product, Du Luo Ken's design, even the crystal bottle is full of luxurious, noble, and exquisite elements. One look makes you feel very expensive, and you are willing to pay dozens of times the price for it.

The goblin warlock opened the bottle cap, sniffed it carefully, frowned and muttered: "Holy light power? Not like it, there is no irritation of holy light power, it is softer."

The goblin warlock dripped a drop on the back of his hand, raised his other hand, and snapped his fingers—Identification Technique.

The essence liquid that was originally condensed into a drop with the lotus leaf effect instantly scattered into a puddle and flowed down.

"Can't identify? The production method and power are beyond my understanding?" The goblin warlock frowned and said.

Just like the point-gold stick, if you don't have the corresponding knowledge, you can't use the point-gold stick. For example, you must know carpentry to point out a table with a point-gold stick, and you must know how to mix flour and wrap dumplings to point out a meal of dumplings.

Identification Technique is the same. If you don't even know the production method and materials, you definitely can't identify anything. Identification Technique can only assist you in identifying items, and cannot directly tell you the answer.

Can't identify, which means the production method or the power used by this thing is beyond his level, which makes him have to be cautious: "New technology?"

Pouring another drop down, the goblin warlock snapped his fingers again—Decomposition Technique.

The liquid drop lit up, became a bit turbid, and rolled again, but there was no change.

The goblin warlock nodded: "Extraction, added some kind of power, the turbid thing is spore powder, this should be meat mushroom spores."

If Du Luo Ken saw it, he would definitely have to give this goblin warlock a thumbs up. He is simply a human analysis machine. He analyzed so much information with his bare hands. Whose secret medicine falls into his hands, he will analyze the formula for you in a turn.

Unfortunately, he couldn't recognize the holy light without additional damage, and he couldn't recognize the holy mushrooms grown with holy water. Lacking these two keys, even if he analyzed all the processes, he couldn't make essence liquid.

Determining that there are no harmful ingredients in the essence liquid, the goblin warlock poured a little on his palm, then wiped it on his face, and patted it gently to let it be better absorbed.

The two maids' eyes lit up immediately, looking at the essence liquid in his hand in shock.

From the reaction of the maids, the goblin warlock knew that the effect must be very good, but after picking up the mirror, he was still shocked.

There were two claw marks from a cat on his face, shallow and painless, and he was too lazy to deal with them. But now the claw marks are gone, the wrinkles on his face are less, the skin is smooth, and it is tenderer and whiter, as if he is ten years younger.

"No wonder it can spread to me. Is this effect too good? Who brought it back?" The goblin warlock asked.

"My lord, it was brought back by High Priestess Mo Mo Nika of the No. 6 Ladder. In just one month, it has become popular throughout the alliance." The maid responded, looking at the bottle in the goblin warlock's hand with glowing eyes.

The goblin warlock smiled and handed the bottle to her, and asked by the way: "Have you used it? How much is a bottle?"

The two maids poured a little bit on their palms, wiped it on their faces, and patted it, responding by the way: "Eight thousand magic crystals a bottle..."

As soon as the words fell, the hand was empty. The goblin warlock took the bottle back without changing his expression: "Leave the rest to me for analysis. You go and invite High Priestess Mo Mo Nika over."

After the maids left, the goblin warlock's face twitched with pain, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Profiteer."

Silver Coin really dared to raise the price. The essence liquid of 1,500 magic crystals a bottle on the main plane was directly raised to 8,000 by him, because he found that the magic crystals of the Warlock Alliance were not valuable.

On the main plane, one magic crystal can buy a ton of grain, but here the Warlock Alliance is willing to offer ten magic crystals a ton. Although this is because of the competition with the Undead Empire, it is also a fact that the purchasing power of magic crystals is lower.

So Silver Coin investigated the purchasing power of the Warlock Alliance and set the price directly at 8,000 a bottle. Five hundred bottles were sold out in half a month.

"The pricing strategy of luxury goods is not to make more people afford it, but to make more people unable to afford it." Silver Coin said so.

Not long after, Mo Mo Nika came to visit. When she saw the sparse bald head of the goblin warlock, her newly developed professional instinct made her eyes light up.

Other disturbances had nothing to do with Ang, and he ran to reclaim land again.

Gadeligo sighed and pulled the plow in front, the little zombie supported the plow behind, the little angel and Negris followed to sow seeds, and Ang watered behind.

He hung the speed-death halo stone on his body, walked all the way, and the seeds quickly took root and sprouted.

As long as they take root, the survival rate of the seeds will be greatly increased. The root system is buried deep in the sandy soil, and it is not easy to die even if it is not watered.

Just like this, reclaiming land and planting all the way, everyone soon came to the southernmost end of the desert, and the towering North Wind Mountains stood in front of them.

"This North Wind Mountain Range is the main reason for the formation of the desert. It is like a wall, blocking the humid water vapor in the south, leading to scarce rainfall in the desert. Only the cold and dry wind from the north can blow into the desert, so it is called the North Wind Mountain Range." Negris told stories while sowing seeds.

Before, in this situation, no one would respond to what it said because they were not interested, but now there is Gadeligo. This lich dragon buried its head in pulling the plow and had been bored for a long time, so it hurriedly asked: "Why is it called the North Wind Mountain Range? Blocking the wind from the south, shouldn't it be called the South Wind Mountain Range?"

"Yes, why is it called the North Wind Mountain Range? It really can't name things. Why don't we change it to the South Wind Mountain Range." Negris suggested.

Gadeligo shook its head and said: "Since you have changed the name, why don't you change it to something better, such as the Desperate Mountain Range, the Invincible Mountain Range, Gadeligo Mountain, etc."

"..." You actually want to change it to the last one. You think beautifully." Negris said with disdain.

They complained to each other, but Ang suddenly stopped and climbed up the mountain.

Climbing to the mountainside of more than a thousand meters, they entered a hidden valley.

The mountains on both sides extended a little, embracing the valley. At the bottom of the valley, there was a huge deep pool. A huge waterfall gathered and impacted the water surface of the deep pool, discovering a deafening loud noise, echoing in this semi-enclosed valley.

Negris checked the terrain and couldn't help but sigh with regret: "There is a dark hole in this deep pool, and the water leaked from the dark hole. Otherwise, if it flowed out from the valley mouth, the desert could have one more river."

Ang tilted his head when he heard this, concentrated, and took out a World Tree seedling.

On Ang's shoulder, a small tree seedling and a small tree shepherd immediately popped up.

The tree shepherd looked at the World Tree seedling in his hand and asked: "What are you doing? Planting trees for me?"

Ang nodded and planted the World Tree seedling in front of the deep pool.

The tree shepherd said slowly: "Thank you. Although it is very desolate here, I am afraid my child will not grow up."

Ang took out pieces of floating glue boards, inserted soil-less rice, threw them on the pool surface, took out the speed-death halo stone, and soon large pieces of rice seedlings grew on the pool surface.

Desolate? It doesn't exist in Ang's place.

"Alright, you have so many ways to plant things. By the way, my seeds were scattered into the Starburst Array. I found many plants there. They told me that the Starburst Array might be broken." The tree shepherd said slowly.