No, it was grown from the original strain. Ange woke up after sleeping for half a year and found that the elf beans did not grow many buds, but the growth habits were clearly recorded, so he started to accelerate his life and forcefully removed the elf beans.
Beans accelerate to their first harvest period.
Now he has five hundred elf beans in his hand, but after these beans were produced, the main elf bean plant also withered. Although it was not completely dead, it was still dying. Before he knew the reason, he could not continue to accelerate to the third level.
Two harvest periods.
"Ah? You spent so much effort and got five hundred fairy beans? And you still feed them to the cat?" Nigris was heartbroken.
The cat Ange tilted his head, the little angel tilted his head, the little zombie tilted his head, and the little sapling also tilted its head.
"Otherwise? Isn't this a cat? And it's still a greedy cat. Even if it is the evil god, it is still the evil god's greedy cat." Nigris pointed at the furry little paw in annoyance.
I touched my little paws for a while, but couldn't find anything. I became a little anxious, so I turned my palms over, palms facing up, and kept flexing and extending the short toes.
"Don't feed it to the cats. It's too wasteful. Keep it for seeding. Even if it only produces 500 beans, if the number increases, maybe you can find a way to increase the yield?" Negris said.
Ange tilted his head and said doubtfully: "The elf said that beans cannot be planted, but seeds can."
Nigris sneered: "Don't listen to their nonsense. All the beans they sell are boiled. Of course they cannot be planted. The seeds are uncooked beans. Otherwise, how did the seeds come from? They are not grown on the elf bean plants."
They are not like your magic rice No. 3, which is specially bred to require the blessing of saplings before they can grow."
"Oh." Ange understood, turned around and looked at the evil god's little paw, stretched out his hand and said, "Look."
I saw two small things spread out on the little paws of the evil god, one was like a seed, and the other was like a bean.
It turned out that when it was talking to Ange, it couldn't catch the beans with its little paws, so it retracted it, and then stretched it out again, and there were two more such things in its hand.
"Uh, what does this mean? Change? Hey, can you hear me? Do you want to change?" Nigris was stunned and asked with his little paw, but there was no reaction from the paw.
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Ange took the thing on his little paw and put another fairy bean on it. He squeezed it with his little paw and retracted it with a swish.
Nigris took it over and took a look. One of them was indeed a seed, and the other looked like a bean, and even had a bean aroma.
Nigris felt that he had been cheated. The other party gave him an unknown object and an ordinary bean, but in exchange for an elf bean?
"How did you find this guy?" Nigris asked.
Ange pointed to the hand of the sculpture. It was a very ugly sculpture. The workmanship was not exquisite at all, and the shape was also very abstract. You could barely see that it was a person with his mouth wide open, and his hands were held up in front of his mouth with the palms of his hands facing upwards.
Ange took an elf bean and placed it on the hand that was holding the sculpture. With a swish, the furry claw immediately stretched out, pressed on the elf bean, and hooked it away.
He stretched it out again, with his palms spread out, but there was no trace of the fairy beans on his paws.
Negris tentatively picked up a small stone and placed it on his paw.
He pinched it with his little paws and immediately threw it back in disgust, hitting Nigris in the face.
"Oh, you still dislike it?" Nigris changed it for a gold coin, but he still disliked it, then exchanged it for a magic crystal, and still disliked it. Finally, he plucked a scale on his body, but he still disliked it.
The little angel moved his body, pushed Nigris aside, and plucked a feather on his wing with his backhand.
The little paw immediately held it down with his backhand and swished it away.
The little angel raised his little head and looked at Nigris with a proud expression on his face.
Nigris was so angry on the spot that he plucked the scales just to try them out. It didn't matter if he didn't want them, but what does it mean to treat them differently? His own dragon scales can't compare to angel feathers, right?
"Come out, come out and explain it to me clearly." Nigris slapped his paw on the hand of the sculpture. Whoosh, his little paw stretched out like lightning and held down its paw.
Nigris was so frightened that he quickly retracted his paws to prevent himself from being hooked in. At the same time, he felt a little relieved that at least his paws could still be noticed.
The furry little paws pawed a few times, but couldn't touch anything, so they retracted. When they stretched out again, there were two more beans in their hands.
"You can give me two beans for one angel feather? You profiteer, do you know how expensive an angel feather is?!" Nigris scolded, but just after he finished speaking, he thought of a good way to make money: "Hey
, yes, I will pluck all your feathers and sell them, and then let Ange treat you, with unlimited output, oh, don’t slap your face, don’t peel off the scales..."
Although the little angel didn't understand what Nigris meant, it understood "feathers all plucked", and with a squeak, it rushed over with the little zombie, pressed Nigris down and beat him.
After being beaten in disgrace, he looked back and saw three little cats gathered around the sculpture again, teasing the cats with fairy beans.
"Just play for a while, don't waste all the fairy beans. Also, how to deal with these things?" Nigris sighed helplessly, holding one seed and three beans that the evil god exchanged with his little paws and asked.
"Hey, are these new beans? I've never seen them before. Are they delicious?" Luther's voice came from behind him. He stretched out a hand and picked up a bean in Nigris' hand.
Looking back, before he could stop him, Luther threw the beans into his mouth, chewed them twice, and instantly made a bitter look on his face: "It's so bitter."
Unfortunately, I chewed it up and couldn't spit it out. I could only swallow it and complained: "Sir Naig, when did you pick up the broken beans? Why are they so unpalatable?"
Nigris didn't know what to say, so he asked cautiously: "Besides that it tastes bad, do you feel anything else?"
"Other feelings? It's painful, it's so painful." Luther said with a grimace.
"What else?" Nigris asked.
Luther shook his head: "No more."
"Come on, wipe your nose, you have a nosebleed." Nigris pointed to his nose and saw a stream of nosebleed slowly dripping from Luther's right nostril.
Luther wiped it, and when he saw that it was really blood, he said nonchalantly: "My nose is really running. Maybe I ate too much and got angry."
"I think you're not mad, you're just weak." Nigris complained.
Unexpectedly, a casual comment made Luther shy and scratch his head: "I can't help it, the sand people girl is too enthusiastic."
Lightning in the distance was chewing beetroot leisurely. Suddenly his ears perked up, and he tiptoed over with a beetroot in his mouth.
Nigris slowed down for a moment before reacting: "Zobada, Luther, are you in love?"
A horse head popped up: "Oh, it turns out you are in love. No wonder you have disappeared recently. We are fighting to the death in the front, and you are in love in the back? Are you worthy of us?"
"No, no, absolutely not. Don't talk nonsense. It's just you who didn't call me. I'm always ready to serve you, but you run out every day without calling me. Hey, it's a little hot. I'll take a shower first.
." Luther changed the subject and ran towards the river in the distance.
Not only was it hot, but it was also scorching. After swimming for more than half an hour, Luther felt that the temperature could not drop. Now he realized that he had a problem, and ran to Ange: "Sir, something is wrong.
My heart is beating a little fast."
Ange smashed two Cleansing Techniques on Luther's body, but there was no reaction. Instead, the nosebleed started flowing out again. Ange tried to smash another one on Luther's face to stop the nosebleed, but was stopped by Nigris.
"The nosebleed may be due to high intracranial pressure. Don't stop the bleeding first and see what's going on. Your skin is a little hot and your heart is beating fast. Could it be that you are poisoned? Do you feel anything is wrong mentally?" Nag said.
Reese asked.
"I feel very excited." Luther said, "Are you poisoned? I didn't eat anything strange today, except for the bean just now. Lord Nagle, what kind of bean was that?"
Nigris spread his hands: "I don't know what kind of beans they are, the evil god gave them to us."
"Oh, sir, you killed me, and you gave me whatever the evil god has to eat." Luther complained.
"Did I give you food? You grabbed it, you grabbed it, you grabbed it!!!!!" Nigris roared angrily. If there was saliva, Luther would definitely be able to wash his face with water.
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His body was hot and dry, but it was not life-threatening, so Nigris refused to allow Ange to undergo interventional treatment and only gave him a plate of ice cubes.
Luther plunged in, and after the temperature dropped a little, he couldn't control his fighting spirit and threw a set of bastard punches randomly, and the heat was steaming from his body.
After repeating it several times, he complained that he was hungry, and Ange threw him two fairy beans.
As soon as one elf bean fell, Luther immediately felt that his whole body was full of strength, and he randomly performed a set of tortoise punches. After repeating this several times, he ate the second elf bean.
For a normal person, one elf bean can meet the needs of a day. Even if Luther is a sword master, it is impossible for him to consume the energy of one elf bean for more than half an hour. Obviously, he is in a state of high-intensity consumption.
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I quickly asked someone to fry a plate of World Tree buds and pour a cup of sacred essence as water.
Eating and drinking these high-energy things, Luther was like a chicken blood, and he kept tossing until the evening. Finally, he used his air sword with his bare hands and fell to the ground: "I have broken through to the high level."
After looking at Luther lying on the ground, sleeping peacefully and drooling, and asking Ange to check that there was no irreversible damage, Nigris looked at the two beans with a completely different look.
As expected of the evil god, this effect is so powerful, right? It can actually make a junior sword master advance to a high-level sword master on the spot?
There is a hurdle from a junior sword master to a high-level sword master, but some people cannot cross it in their lifetime.
However, Luther may not have this hurdle. He was able to break through to high levels while chewing beets. It is probably because of this that he broke through so smoothly.
Of course, it is estimated that the elf beans, World Tree buds and essence also helped a lot, otherwise the breakthrough would be too expensive, and he might die from energy failure halfway through.
But no matter what, it can make a junior sword master upgrade on the spot. This kind of beans is too powerful. It is worthy of being the outlet of the evil god. Now Nigris no longer dislikes the evil god for being stingy. A few elf beans can be exchanged for such an upgrade.
Bean, I made a lot of money.
To be continued...