Chapter 16: Sowing it, the dead!

In order to hurry up, the night of the night even went to the scene with us to cut wood, and the victims were the unruly neck trees outside the forest.
This kind of tree is very troublesome to be used as a building material because it grows up and twists, but this is not a problem for the night.
Anyway, the hard work is not the same, and the system is confirmed by the number of logs, and it can still be used in the end.
Combining these two points, compared with risking the depths of the forest, he is still steadily cutting from the periphery step by step.
As one person rushed to noon, the last building's broken bone logging camp was finally built.
However, in addition to the two Goblin bones in the doorway, this logging camp basically has no difference from the average wooden house. According to the estimation of the night three, 100 gold coins can at least go to Lorraine to find artificial five. The wooden house came out.
What is even more sad is that the good logging bonus is only a poor 5%. The axe specialization training is not found. It makes the night three more frowning for a long time.
But no matter what, this broken bone logging camp still has to be built.
Since the initial stage is too wise, the night has to light all the front buildings to see if you can recruit smarter soldiers as soon as possible, at least...
Also have to understand people?
Then I opened the building page on the night of the night and found a new line of blue characters rolling there:
Unlocking a new building sequence requires a maximum soul of 30, and you have not yet reached the requirements.
The soul limit of 30...
On the third night, the building page was silently closed.
He is now only 15 caps, and even how to increase the ceiling is not sure, think of the development of the newly established to become stronger, the face suddenly came so fast...
Shake his head and watch the sky in the night. At this time, it is the most poisonous time in the afternoon sun. Most people will find a shady place to sleep in this cool place at this time, but the night can not.
His soul power is still not there today.
On the night of the night, I remembered the Goblin camp last night. According to his investigation, this camp should be the nearest Goblin camp.
After killing their leader in the night, there should be 11 Goblin warriors and nearly 50 enslaved old weak Goblin in the camp, but he does not intend to go to them now. trouble.
Not worried about not being beaten, not afraid of disturbing their nap, but he can wait for a more appropriate time.
What happens when a group loses its leader?
Nature is splitting or re-electing new leaders!
Goblin, a greedy, ferocious and IQ-abandoned race, did not believe that they would sit down and talk with laughter, and then peacefully raised their hands to vote for the next leader.
Therefore, they will definitely launch a fight against rights!
And this killing is likely to happen at night, as they wait for the leader to come back to distribute food.
At this time, the leader of Goblin has only one reason to be absent, that is, it is dead...
This means that if you go to the night again, you only need to take a very low risk to get enough soul energy. If you are lucky enough, it is possible to destroy the camp.
So before that, the night was more suddenly idle.
I glanced at the seeds on the board and went to the night.
"Anyway, idle is idle……"
For the corpse farm that consumes the most logs, No. 3 has never paid much attention to it.
What if he can convert the energy of the creature into a soul by swallowing the food?
This kind of efficiency is not as good as touching a few Goblin in the woods!
And farming is an extremely time-consuming and laborious thing, and the demand for food in the undead is very small, so the night is just a scent farm as a front building.
But now that there is time, he doesn't mind what it feels like to be an undead peasant.
Besides, he said to Weng Ling that he was planting things, and even the seeds were sent over. As a result, people came over and saw that the bare ridge was not a face?
Walking on the farmland with the seeds, the 2525-meter ridge suddenly turned into 25 11-meter lattices in the eyes of the night, which meant that he could sow 25 seeds.
"This land use efficiency is not good..." Night Three even more exclaimed.
The 1 square meter land actually only grows 1 wheat, and the peasants who do not need to know how to do it, will personally guess that he will not plant the land?
However, the system is so stipulated, and the night is better.
Potatoes and vegetables have fewer seeds. He plans to use the wheat exploration road to try the water first to avoid waste.
Take out the and smash it into a grid, and dig a small pit. The peasant peasant, in the night, found out that five grains of wheat were thrown into the pit, and found that no matter how he threw it, even those who pressed it hard would The bui popped up, and finally had to choose to yield, strictly follow the way of a seed in a pit ~EbookFREE.me~ But after playing five grids more carefully in the night, his face suddenly changed. Stand straight.
What should I do next after sowing?
Watering?
What about water?
At night, I glanced back and scratched my head.
The drinking water that Weng Ling sent him had long been used up by him to wash clothes in the bath. He also felt that he didn’t need to drink water anyway, and he simply washed the luxury points. Otherwise, those Goblin’s spoils tasted too much. Big.
But now, he is guilty.
Don't you have a watery thing?
The answer is obvious, even if he is a layman, he knows the importance of water for crops.
"Or, try this?"
On the night of the night, he swept his gaze to the septic tank. After he threw all the wastes like the Goblin ancestral rags and the old tents, the green water in it had risen to half a meter. How deep.
But his use of this green water has always been a problem.
It is said to be corrosive liquid. After it is fished out, the green water seems to have lost its corrosiveness. It is all right to make wood metal and leather all night.
It is poisonous water, it doesn’t smell like it, and even the night is even more courageous, but there is still some sweetness...
To know that this is the liquid that is decomposed from garbage and corpses, it is not unbelievable to say that there is no night, and then associate the buildings in the system building interface.
After removing the strange prefix, isn't it a farm, a puddle, a logging camp, and a barracks?
Since it is a puddle, it should not be a matter of pouring water with the water inside.
When I think of it, I will take a small stockpot and go to the septic tank to catch a pot of green water, and then carefully pour it in the grid he has planted...