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Chapter 1281: Someone from Gmezburg
Chapter 1281: Someone from Gmezburg
"I knew that you, a dead skeleton, were so enthusiastic. You didn't want to complete the tree god's mission at all. You just wanted to get a rootstock to graft your crops." Nagris said unhappily.
Nagris knew something was wrong. Not only did Ang not resist the tree god's mission, but he was also very proactive. He originally thought that he was proactive because he had new things to plant, but he didn't expect that he underestimated him.
Ange was not interested in the mission simply because Kadiz gave him a tree that could survive in this environment and could be cultivated into a rootstock.
The rootstock is the plant used for grafting. Some crops have delicious fruits, but the root system is underdeveloped, or the trunk is too fragile. In any case, there are various shortcomings. In this case, the fruiting branches can be grafted onto a strong plant. This plant is called a rootstock.
Negris knew that grafting watermelon seedlings onto winter melon vines would greatly improve the root system and disease and pest resistance. He also knew that grape seedlings could be grafted onto other rootstocks, because the roots of grapes are susceptible to grape Root Nodule bacteria. If they were grafted onto other rootstocks, they would not be infected by this bacteria.
However, some grape berries infected with special mold can be used to make a special kind of wine - noble rot wine.
These are all the knowledge summarized by the planting masters at the Plane Grain Seed Conference, but Ang only wants to use rootstocks to graft his crops.
Cutting open the bark of the rootstock, Ang used Chaos Mist to materialize a bud, wrapped it under the bark, leaving only a very small opening, and then stepped on the quick-death halo.
It is too extravagant to use chaos mist to materialize buds, but Ang does not have a dimensional space now, so he cannot keep seeds in it. Otherwise, he could save the chaos mist by cultivating plants in the dimensional space.
Now it is still small-scale grafting. When it comes to large-scale cultivation, the wasted chaotic mist will be thrown into the sea.
The skin of the rootstock obviously has a strong heat-insulating ability. Ang used a high temperature of 3,000 degrees to burn it, but the skin did not change. The opening is on the shady side of the rootstock, without direct sunlight, and the hole is small. Ang also blocked the hole with air.
With multiple protections, the buds were not burnt, but quickly dried up and withered.
"Failed? What happened?" Negris asked curiously.
Ange kicked off the footprints on the ground and said, "It's growing fast."
The bud has not yet connected to the rootstock and has no nutrient supply, so it will wither if the growth is accelerated.
Once again, this time Ang did not use a bud, but instead materialized a branch and directly wrapped it under the bark of the rootstock.
Since he couldn't use the quick-death halo, he could only wait slowly. After waiting for more than twenty hours, Ang's mind swept over and found that the branches and the rootstock had grown together. With nutrients supplied, he stepped on the ground again.
Buds gradually appeared on the surrounding rootstocks.
During these twenty or so hours, Ang certainly couldn't just wait there, so he grafted most of the rootstocks with valuable crops.
There were two rootstocks left. Ang piled up the star soil into a hill, inserted the trees on it, and then stepped on it. He used the quick-death halo to speed up the process for more than twenty hours, and both rootstocks grew into two large shrubs.
Okay, there is another rootstock available.
Looking at Ang happily cutting the branches of the bush, Nagris sighed and said, never mind, they just came here to help the little angel, and if anything went wrong it would be the little angel's fault.
Thinking of this, Nagris asked: "Where are the two little angels?"
"She ran away a long time ago. She didn't want to be with you because you always talked about her." Anthony said.
"What's wrong with her? She's such a grown-up, but she doesn't know how to sit or stand properly. She can't stay still for a few minutes and keeps twisting and turning." Negris said unhappily.
The little angels and little zombies, who had run far away long ago, were now soaking in the molten fire on the surface of the God Star, with only their two heads exposed, quietly looking at a large area in front of them that had suddenly calmed down.
The little angel can move, so as long as you look within reach, she can appear in an instant, and descend from the leaves easily and silently.
She has been soaking in the molten fire for two days. In fact, the place where she and the little zombie are is no longer completely molten fire. Part of it has turned into her big wings, but the color attributes are exactly the same as the molten fire, and there is no difference to be seen from the outside.
The light disaster caused by Ang's invasion of the interior of the planet God caused small bubbles to appear on the surface. The little angels and the little zombies were used to this bubbling phenomenon, but now, an area in front suddenly stopped bubbling strangely.
Sensing something was wrong, the little angel and the little zombie quickly shrank into the molten fire and wings, leaving only half of their heads sticking out.
After watching for a while, the strangely calm area without bubbles slowly moved towards the position of the two little angels.
The little angel quickly retracted her wings and wrapped both her and the little zombie.
A strange hysteresis force slid through where they were, even the temperature of the molten fire dropped a lot, and the bubbles disappeared.
The little angel held his breath until the sluggish feelings slid past their positions and moved towards the direction of the Tree of All Worlds.
The little angel and the little zombie looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding without saying anything. The little zombie became blurred, and the 'molten fire' around the little angel began to slide, carrying her and the little angel forward.
Following the calm area from a distance, thanks to the light disaster bubble caused by Ang, if it was as calm as when we first arrived here, no one would be able to discover this strange area even if it appeared.
I followed it for a distance and finally watched it go into a huge hole between the tree roots.
The crown of the Tree of All Worlds covered one-third of the Divine Planet, but its roots actually extended over half of the Divine Planet, intertwined together to form a huge piece of land.
At the junction of the 'land' and the molten fire, there are countless holes formed by the entanglement of roots, each of which can easily accommodate a main plane.
The little angel slid in and followed him all the way to the depths of the cave. At a slope, the calm area suddenly bulged up like a piece of cloth, and a human figure bulged out from inside and floated towards the slope.
As it floated, the 'cloth' draped over its body flowed down like water, flowing back into the molten fire, revealing the human figure.
On the slope, a voice rang out: "Haha, it's someone from Gmezburg."
The figure floating up the slope asked in astonishment: "What is Gmezburg?"
"You would never have thought that the living creatures here call our divine planet Gemetzburg. Let's just do it this way from now on. You'll be called Gemetzburg, I'll be called Meimetzburg, and that so-and-so will be called Zimetzburg. Hahaha." The voice on the slope laughed.