On the ground, countless flame patterns were running, rushing with golden and red flames, and flowers condensed from fireworks bloomed in front of everyone!

The dazzling flower of flames has charming brilliance. When the flowers bloom, the patterns rooted on the surface spread instantly, sweeping across the entire northern planting area, shocking everyone.

And the horse that bit a flower of flame because of curiosity, a large flame ignited all over its body, and its hooves jumped around, making it happy.

"What! The enemy attacked? Lord Mike exploded?!"

"Damn, Mike's horse is on fire!"

"Get out! Will you speak?"

"Water! Pour water quickly... Wait! Why did you pour the purple orchid fragrance film liquid on it? How about killing him?!"

Just as everyone went to tame the happy horse that ate chili and played dance, Mike stared at the flame pattern that was crossing the way and fell into deep thought.

The lush and rooted flame grass draws heat from the surface of the ground, and emits a bright light all over its body, which is released through the form of light and heat.

The five senses of the silver-level are very sensitive. Mike can clearly sense a heat. Through the rise of magic patterns, the solid flame grass dispels the cold, and the insulation effect is very significant.

The temperature suddenly increased!

"Gululu!"

On both sides of the groove, the lines spread, and rich flame grasses grow, providing the land with the heat needed for the seeds.

The poured purple orchid fragrance film liquid rolled up as the temperature rose, gradually solidifying into a thin film covering the groove.

"This is how the little fox city lord grows vegetables?"

"Well, when the seeds sprout, then build a greenhouse to resist frost, and you can grow vegetables in winter."

"Wait...sprout?"

Mike captured a word and looked weird.

"Yes, according to the calculations of one of our part-time fortune teller, the seeds buried underground will germinate in ten days under the insulation of the mulch... Uh, didn't you sow seeds in advance in the ditch?"

The alchemist first explained seriously, and then he shook his voice in shock towards Mike's stiff expression.

He glanced at Mike in a weird way, giving the latter a bad feeling.

"If you don't sow seeds, why are you dumping the membrane liquid? You also notified the little fox city lord to play with you!"

"Ahem, report to the little fox city lord, I was wrong and I will review myself, please rest assured."

"Hiss!" (Happy Horse Ming)

"Get out of your horse!" (Mike, who was unhappy, slapped the horse's face with a slap. His face spiraled to heaven at 1080 degrees first hit the ground horse's legs and twitched all over. A swear word came out of his mouth, which welcomed the applause of his subordinates)

Alchemist: “…”

It's just you that's ridiculous!

...

In the cemetery, the reclaimed gullies are covered with a layer of white and purple mulch. After a new stage of treatment, the two sides are pressed into it and are not easily blown away by the cold wind.

Fireworks danced, and with the spread of magical patterns, lush flame grass grew into the cemetery, providing heat to the soil covered by the plastic film.

"Huh, it's finally done!"

A dark figure was carrying a shovel and looking at the processed potato planting area, slightly satisfied.

Among the four major planting areas, cabbage is grown in the north and west (cabbage has the most seeds), and the Nancheng Manor, which has a rich variety, is more like a hodgepodge, such as carrots, mushrooms, and vegetables. They plant whatever they have. The source of the seeds is voluntarily handed over by each household, and no one wants to eat cabbage all the time in the winter.

As for the cemetery where a layer of ashes (ashes + wood ash from the meat) is poured on, it is regarded as an important grain-producing area by Xiao Han. It has the effect of increasing production by mulberry technology, coupled with the prayers of a group of magicians, it will surely produce the richest and most abundant grain.

After all, the ashes buried under the soil are the ashes of the ancestors of Titan City. With hundreds of years of accumulation, the soil is fertile. Even small peppers can grow hot peppers with red eyes!

It's just that I'm too immoral to do this...

Xiao Han has always opposed growing food on other people's graves, but as winter comes, food shortages will starve their descendants to death. It is better to let the dead ancestors use the last bit of afterglow to benefit their descendants.

Plant the best food, then put it on the dining table, and eat the quilt into your stomach in one bite, feeling the warmth of a big family connected by blood.

In short, Xiao Han put on a layer of humanitarian cloak for his actions. The cabinet members were forced by the little fox's strength, and on the surface, they felt the righteousness of the little fox's city lord, and privately backhanded was just a report!

hehe……

The city lord is right, just be happy.

Therefore, except for half of the cabbage, the other half of the cemetery went to grow potatoes.

Due to the shortage of food, only a portion of potatoes can be taken out in the temporary granary for cultivation, and most of them should be used as the main grain for daily consumption.

Moreover, the little fox once signed a contract with some villages on the wasteland, and if there are dishes, it is far away.

Now, winter is approaching. Although Titan City is rich, due to the long journey, some of the chariots who have left the city these days have gone to receive food, but the harvest is not big.

The reason why the wasteland is called a wasteland is because of its barren land and shortage of resources, which is much more deserted than the chaotic place in which Titan City is located.

"Stop work, take a break."

The black crow waved and sat on the tombstone without any hesitation, biting the roasted potatoes to replenish their energy.

The third urban management brigade behind him also sat down one after another, holding roasted potatoes in his hands, and eating on the spot.

On the ground, the flame patterns emit warm heat, and the gorgeous flame grass swayed slightly, igniting a faint flame light to create a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

The spread of magic patterns (the secret technique of the Gubang family) was transformed into a heating facility. If the three giants of the Gubang family learned about it under the underworld, they would be very pleased. They would want to climb out of the coffin, excitedly pinched the little fox's neck and played on their own grave.

Oh, I almost forgot that the three giants had no corpses, and even the coffin was confiscated by the little fox. It's a pity...

The excavated trench is covered with plastic film, and the inside is full of vitality. The seeds quickly take root and break out of the ground.

"Can you really grow vegetables according to the method of the little fox?"

"Nonsense, the light of the little fox god shines on us. These seeds are favored by God and will mature within a month!"

"One month? Do you look down on the little fox god? Three days is enough! I bet that potatoes look as big as pumpkins!"

"Uh, it's too exaggerated. I think cabbage can live in people!"

Everyone talked to each other, feeling the greatness of the little fox city lord, and his blind self-confidence made the black crow speechless.

Suddenly, his expression trembled, he raised his eyes and looked at the sky, and a dazzling fire reflected his pupils!

"Huff!"
Chapter completed!