Chapter 512

"So you're not His Majesty's enemy. Then did he seal you to save your life?" Nage Li Si asked in surprise.

"That's right. If I were an enemy, wouldn't it be better to just beat me to death? Why seal me? My soul was blasted by a Silence Warlock from the Warlock Alliance. The method was quite strange, so there was no other way. His Majesty had no choice but to seal me into an owl's body. But the owl's body is too weak, causing me to have to molt and be reborn every ten-plus years. I'm sleepy to death every day, and I can't even take care of my own daily life."

Xierba rambled on. He didn't even delve into the identities of Ang and the others, because Fei Ti was the best proof. The Undead Empire in this world had formed too recently, with less than a thousand years of history; there simply wasn't enough time to nurture a Lord of the Mourning, so Fei Ti could only be an old subordinate of the Monarch.

"Then... Tree Rice, did you graft the Tree Rice?" Nage Li Si still wanted to ask something, but Ang couldn't help but poke his back. Can't other things wait? Let's get the Tree Rice matter cleared up first! There's no sense of priority at all; it's worrying the skeleton to death.

"Tree Rice? What Tree Rice? Are you talking about that deceptive prop where a tree and rice are grafted together?" Xierba asked. He also knew that it was a deceptive prop.

"Yes, but what we're interested in isn't the prop, but the technique of grafting a tree and rice together. How did you manage to make them survive?" Nage Li Si asked.

Xierba looked at him, then looked at Ang, and suddenly let out a huge yawn, looking like he was about to fall asleep immediately.

Ang hurriedly handed him a handful of Elf Beans.

Xierba was instantly energized. With a few quick pecks, he snatched all the Elf Beans, but didn't swallow them. Instead, he held them in his mouth like a hamster, while mumbling:

"After I was sealed into this body, I thought of many ways to solve the sleepiness, but none had any effect, unless I gnawed on a little fat sheep. Old Immortal said that if I could find Elf Beans, the energy provided should be able to support my activities. Sure enough, his speculation was correct."

Nage Li Si asked: "So you're sleepy because you're hungry, and you wouldn't be sleepy if you weren't hungry?"

Xierba shook his head: "Not exactly. I'd still be sleepy, but at least I wouldn't be like this, unable to take care of my own daily life."

After a pause, Xierba continued: "As for how the grafting survives, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

"Oh my, is there anything I don't understand? You tell me first. If I don't understand, I'll learn to crawl like a lizard!" Nage Li Si said confidently, relying on the God of Planting to back him up.

"Oh my, such a big bet? Alright, listen up." Xierba was shocked. He was a Dragon Lich; naturally, he knew that the Dragon race's greatest taboo was being compared to a lizard. He was actually going to learn to crawl like a lizard?

"Herbaceous plants, compared to woody plants, lack lignin. So as long as you do this and that, then do that and this, and then do this and that again, they can survive. There are a few difficult points here: one is highly concentrated nutrients, and the other is the environment for lignin to grow in herbaceous plants. Guess how I solved it?"

Nage Li Si put his hands on his hips and laughed: "Such a small problem doesn't even need me to answer. I can send any contestant to answer this question." After saying that, he pretentiously let Ang step out.

Xierba curled his lips and sneered: "I saw it long ago; he is the King of your group. Who are you?"

Xierba asked the last sentence while looking at Ang.

Nage Li Si said: "Let me grandly introduce you. This is the Master of the Palace of Rest, the successor of the Undead Godhead, the God of Planting, the God of Beauty, the God of Scales..."

By the time Nage Li Si finished introducing Ang's divine titles and names according to the corresponding conventions, Xierba had already fallen asleep.

After waking him up, he rolled his eyes—a huge roll: "You're bragging from a script, right? Alright, alright, I know. You guess first how I did it, otherwise, you'll be learning to crawl like a lizard."

Ang pointed to the top of his head and said: "Void."

"Oh my? You actually guessed it? Lignin was originally evolved by crops to resist the influence of gravity and wind. In ancient times, ferns were the mainstream. So I tried grafting two crops in a microgravity environment, and sure enough, they survived." Xierba said smugly.

After a pause, he continued: "But it's meaningless. Grafting doesn't make it a real Tree Rice; it's just rice growing on a tree. It still lacks the most critical mutation, but mutation is too difficult. Without sufficient scale plus the blessing of the Goddess of Luck, it's simply impossible."

The blessing of the Goddess of Luck? Nage Li Si's eyes lit up. This could be done.

Speaking of this, Xierba switched to a complaining mode: "I found many things to act as nutrient solution, but the effect wasn't very good. A microgravity environment is also very hard to find, and the effect wasn't good either. I could only produce such props. Finally, Maka suggested coming here to scam some money, but now it seems this plan has failed."

Nage Li Si said sympathetically: "Yes, it failed, because the one hosting this event is also one of our people. We saw through it at a glance. But speaking of which, how did you end up so miserable? You actually have to rely on scamming money to get by?"

Xierba asked irritably: "What else? An owl that dozes off all day, an owl that falls asleep halfway through catching a little fat sheep and then crashes headfirst into the ground—besides scamming money, how else can I support myself?"

"But you can't even scam successfully. What about His Majesty? Doesn't His Majesty care about you? According to what you said, your relationship with His Majesty should be quite good. Go back to the Undead Empire; is there no one to support you?" Nage Li Si asked.

Xierba said: "I've been like this for over eight hundred years. At the beginning, being supported was quite comfortable, but after a long time, it became unpleasant. You also know what kind of temperament undead creatures have—they sleep at the drop of a hat, sleeping for decades at a time. Several times I almost starved to death. Later, I was fostered at a human ranch, which caused me to raise sheep for many years. But after the old rancher and his great-great-grandson died, the ranch was sold. It's meaningless."

Although Xierba said it lightly, Nage Li Si and the others could already organize a super-long knight novel in their hearts—"On the Matter of the Dragon Lich Druid Eating the Ranch Bankrupt While Being Fostered at Home."

Xierba's change in mentality is actually no different from many undead creatures. Eternal life is not necessarily a good thing for some people; on the contrary, it is a curse. Luo Ge is prone to depression, and Au Au Benli loves to lecture people, so he became a Dean of Students.

And Xierba, because of his energy, likes to slack off. As long as it doesn't harm him, he doesn't get angry no matter how you mess with him. If you can also provide a little fat sheep, that would be even better. He will also try his best to satisfy one of your wishes.

Of course, your wish cannot be too complicated, otherwise, he will fall asleep halfway through.

Maka and he have this kind of relationship. Maka treats him as a god to be worshipped, and he satisfies some of Maka's simple requests, such as blessing a stone, or making dead wood bloom, or raising a few precious magical plants.

However, these simple things obviously cannot satisfy their daily life needs, so they are as poor as ghosts. Really having no other way, they had to bring out the "Rice Tree" from the bottom of the box for Maka to take and scam people.

"That tree cost me three little fat sheep and a day's effort to create a small-scale microgravity space, and then graft it on. Now it's alive, but it won't live long unless they are transferred to an eternal microgravity space." Xierba explained, then licked his tongue to push an Elf Bean out of his mouth and swallow it. This was the third Elf Bean he had eaten.

Just at this moment, a guard of Yin Bi quietly walked in and whispered something in Yin Bi's ear.

Yin Bi turned to Ang and reported: "My lord, we caught a sneaky human in the parking lot who was scouting Xierba's carriage. The guards took him down. He said he is a local butcher and came to find Xierba for money."

Everyone looked at Xierba. Xierba was instantly embarrassed: "Heh heh, if it's the butcher, then it's true... he came to collect money. I just said I ate three little fat sheep and haven't paid yet."

"... You're not even afraid the butcher will slaughter you, pluck your feathers, and sell you." Nage Li Si didn't even know what to say.

Xierba's eyes lit up: "Slaughtering is good, slaughtering is good. I will be reborn after I die. The period after a new birth will be more energetic. Only when I get older will the sleepiness increase."

"Can it still be like this? Are you an owl or a phoenix?" Nage Li Si was surprised.

"I am a Druid, idiot. This is the effect of the Ultimate Transformation Technique. I can transform when I am in a soul state. Of course, the process is very complicated; it requires burning life and body." Xierba said.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Nage Li Si clicked his tongue. Saying he was a Druid didn't feel like much, but mentioning the Ultimate Transformation Technique, one could know what level he was at. This was the level of a Great Druid.

"Then why don't you commit suicide and start over every few years while your energy hasn't dropped yet? That way you wouldn't be as sleepy as a kobold every day."

Xierba looked him up and down, his face full of the expression of looking at a fool: "I don't need to unify the plane. Doesn't this equal stabbing myself and accelerating myself to go dump the trash?"

"Uh... your level of roasting people is so high. Then go pay the money for the little fat sheep and let the butcher in." Nage Li Si said hatefully.

Xierba rolled his eyes: "I know who you are, little fat dragon, God of Knowledge. Knowledge requires payment. I even taught you the grafting method. Is this how you treat me?"

Nage Li Si also rolled his eyes. The butcher must have been sent away long ago; he just wanted to annoy Xierba. He didn't expect Xierba to use his identity to roast him. This dead bird's ability to roast people is so strong.

Now that the key to grafting has been asked, all that needs to be done is to reproduce it. Ang is already prepared to start. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Nage Li Si asked: "If we can break your seal, and there happens to be a petrified dragon body, and we can transfer your consciousness into it, would you still be willing to become a dragon?"

Just as he finished speaking, Nage Li Si felt his thigh tighten. He saw the owl pounce over, hugging his thigh tightly, his eyes wide open, smiling: "Ancestor, I am willing."

PS: The physical examination is in good condition, no major problems, but I actually have mild fatty liver. It's really Ku Ba Da, for someone like me who pays so much attention to fitness.

Thanks to Mu Zha, Sidu Huaikai, Xiaosijun, for the rewards.