In the Ufa Great Forest, there was a strange team passing through the forest. It was a group of mice. Some of them were carrying fancy bundles, and some were carrying children.
The leader of the group was a black mouse. Along the way, it excitedly introduced the Golden City to the other mice behind it. It happily described the endless golden wheat fields and the delicious and plentiful food.
Hearing this, the mice behind it couldn't help but swallow their saliva along the way, wanting to eat the legendary bread as soon as possible.
However, when they arrived at the village of the Ke Rabbit Clan.
The tall giant statue was as shocking as Hu Luo said, but the clansmen lowered their heads in disappointment, and some even sobbed.
There was no wheat field. It was clearly a wheat seedling that had just sprouted a few days ago. How could there be a harvest when sowing seeds at this time?
There was indeed a strange device that jingled in the field, but other than being used to drive away birds, the mice couldn't think of any other use.
"This!"
Hu Luo was shocked. When it came, there were wheat fields everywhere, but why did it become like this now?
The mice who came over while enduring hunger couldn't help but cry, which attracted the attention of some long-eared mice.
The Ke Rabbit Clan who was working in the field pricked up their ears and noticed this group of small mice.
Hu Luo was anxious. This was different from what they had said. How could the wheat field be gone? Even if it was harvested, it was impossible to finish sowing so quickly and sprout so high, right?
He hurriedly found a Ke Rabbit Clan member who was weeding in the field and asked, "Excuse me, wasn't this a golden wheat field before? How did it suddenly become like this, Ah Zhi? "
The Ke Rabbit Clan member chewed grass in his mouth. He stood up and looked at the group of mice with blurred eyes, saying, "Yes, is there a problem?"
"Ask …"
Hu Luo was speechless for a moment. How could there be no problem? This was a big problem. He had gambled the fate of the whole clan to embark on this migration. If there were any accidents, how could he face the dead clan leaders and elders?
"Hehe! If there's anything, go find Halla! You're stepping on my crops! "
The rabbit chased the group away. Helpless, Hu Luo could only lead his clansmen into the village of the Ke Tu Tribe. When the rabbit-people guards saw them, they led them to an open space.
The mice huddled together uneasily. After all, this was not their territory, so they were somewhat restrained. Hu Luo stood at the front. It was also very uneasy. It did not know whether its new master would be responsible or not. For monsters, low-level demons usually did not receive any equal treatment.
However, not long after, Hala skipped in front of everyone. She held a notepad and a pen and said, "You are Hu Luo, right?"
"Yes! We've met before! "
Hu Luo plucked up his courage and pretended to be familiar with him.
Hara laughed dryly and said, "You've changed a lot." Then, he registered Hu Luo's name in the book. At that moment, a few Rabbitmen came over with a long table, baskets of carrots, bread, and roasted potatoes. Immediately, the mice were energized. They stood up from the ground and stared at the food with wide eyes and saliva dripping from their mouths.
At this moment, a demon suddenly descended from the sky. He had horns on his head, black wings on his back, and a terrifying tail. Many mice were so scared that they hurriedly took a few steps back. Only Hu Luo hurriedly knelt down and shouted, "Master! I've fulfilled my promise and brought my clansmen to seek refuge with you! "
The Demon King Richard glanced at these trembling mice and said, "Very well. From now on, you are the subordinates of the Demon King Richard! As long as you work hard, you won't have to worry about food and won't be harassed by other monsters. "
The mice knelt down and saluted their new master. Then, under the leadership of Hala and Hu Luo, the mice lined up and received food.
At some point, the Demon King left this place and came to a strange workshop. There was a buzzing sound coming from inside. Next to it was a large granary.
The wheat harvested every half a month would be the trump card of the Demon King to strengthen his forces. Now that it was winter, theoretically, he could harvest three more rounds. There were more than seven hundred mu of land, and each mu produced an average of seven hundred pounds of wheat. Just the first round of harvest, there were five hundred thousand pounds of grain in the granary. This was a rather terrifying number. The Demon King was able to conquer the world and defeat many powerful opponents to become the Demon King. To a large extent, he relied on this outstanding farming technique.
He hoped that before winter came, he could store two million pounds of grain, so that he could easily feed an army of hundreds of thousands. However, considering the physical strength of the rabbit-people, they might not be able to rotate and harvest on time. This would cause the last period to be affected by the temperature, and the harvest might be greatly reduced.
Moreover, the current ore production was not enough to support the second round of farming. The current crop growth was already in a slow stage. However, with the addition of the Mouse Race, there was hope to reverse this situation.
The Demon King came to the workshop. There was a large machine inside, and lightning could be seen flashing and thunder rumbling inside. There was even rain.
The rabbit-people carefully collected the transparent liquid that slipped out of the machine and moved it to another workshop.
White phosphite powder or bone powder was mixed with this liquid, and a certain amount of plant ash was added. Using a magic crucible, the mixture was mixed into white granules, and it became a miraculous substance that could restore the vitality of the farmland — Jin Li La.
This was a miraculous secret technique that the Demon King had learned from his master. He would not teach it to anyone else.
Right now, the granary also needed to be urgently repaired. There were still many troublesome matters, so he did not stay in the workshop for long.
He would use this winter to quickly expand his army, and before the other Demon King reacted, he would become a force that could contend with them.
However, before that, he had to find a few powerful subordinates, and he had found a very suitable candidate.
Mikeji returned. In his cat form, he held a dying spider in his mouth and placed it in front of the Demon King as if he was asking for credit.
"Did you find it?"
The Demon King looked at the spider on the ground and asked.
Mikeji nodded and said, "Yes master, I can't be wrong."
"Then let's go."
… …
A black shadow flashed through a canyon. A huge werewolf was running quickly. Its front paw was injured, and it was running towards the exit of the canyon in panic.
It had to be known that werewolves were a powerful race. Their blood could give them terrifying strength, allowing them to defeat opponents ten times their size.
But it was such a fearless werewolf that was now running away like a dog with its tail between its legs.
Its frightened eyes and disorderly breathing made it difficult to believe that it was in such a sorry state. They were werewolves that would rather die in battle than run away!
What kind of monster could actually make it so afraid?
The werewolf looked back every four steps and ran for its life. However, just as it was about to escape the canyon, it suddenly howled and fell to the ground.
When it came back to its senses, it discovered that its right leg was already gone.
"You broke into my territory and still want to run?"
A voice directly drilled into its mind. The werewolf revealed an expression of extreme fear. It whimpered and crawled out. Suddenly, a pearl-like white and transparent figure appeared in front of its eyes.
Wuah!!
Suddenly, a tragic wolf howl came from the canyon.
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