All My Disciples Suck!-Chapter 730

Chapter 730 : Ancient Plague, My Disciples Used it to Create a Shelter

Whew…

He Yiming couldn't help but let out a long breath when he opened his eyes.

After spending a day, he had finally recovered quite a bit.

At this rate, at the very least, it would take several more days to recover.

I wonder how the players are doing.

“Hmm?” He Yiming took big strides out of the safe place, and as he rose up in the air, he was confused again.

Around the city where Ancient Folk live, surprisingly… opened up an endless expansion of farmland.

As he looked at it, it stretched on and on, and he didn't know how huge it was!

It was at least millions of acres in size.

It was also fortunate that the Ancient Land was large, and that it was almost a large, endless plain.

But…

How was such a huge area of ??farmland reclaimed?

Human labor would never be able to do it!

“What the!” He Yiming's eyes suddenly widened.

“Damn, My Death God Gundam, you guys actually transformed it into a planter!” Illusion cursed and said.

“Where's the bullshit, come on, keep turning! One hour, reclaim another 100,000 acres!” Evolutionary Player said with a hefty smile.

In front of He Yiming, the once racy and handsome Death God Gundam… had been transformed into a huge and incomparable land planting machine. Except for the original Gundam's head that was transformed into a cockpit, which was still recognizable, the other parts were basically transformed to be completely unrecognizable.

None of it was humanoid anymore.

A massive land flipper that was a full three thousand meters long, and in one pass, it could flip an area three thousand meters long.

And in the back of the Death God Gundam, there was an automatic seeder, automatic landfill, automatic watering, automatic fertilization, etc.

“No wonder the reclamation speed is so fast, but even if we can reclaim such a large area, there are still enough seeds! Where can we get so much fertilizer?” He Yiming couldn't help but think.

“Brother Farm is back!”

“Hold teh grass, too bullish, I heard that he found another secret location of a Ancient Fae Beast's reserve food, not only did he kill off the Ancient Fae Beast to make a small profit, but he also scavenged all of this bastard's reserve food in the process!”

“The most important thing is to bring back all the shit that this bastard has accumulated over the years, packed up and brought back!”

“Heavens, is Brother Farm so bullish? How did he find out where this Ancient Fae Beast stores its food?”

“Isn't it silly, since it's a place to store food, it's reasonable to eat and poop at the same time, right? Brother Farmer's intent to listen to the breath of ten thousand shit, as long as it's within a thousand miles, even if it's the size of a grain of rice, a pile of shit can't escape Brother Farm's eyes!”

“What the hell can I say? Brother Farm is boss!”

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As soon as He Yiming lowered his head, he saw Farm Master leading the group, followed by Wang Lufei, Emperor Zoro and other bigwigs of the first test. They were returning with big bags full of stuff.

There were so many things that it even reached the point where the storage rings couldn't fit.

“Everyone, this time we managed to harvest another thousand tons of Ancient Fae's shit! Everyone, aren't you all very happy? Hahahahaha!” Farm Master waved his big hand and said triumphantly.

“Brother Farm is bullish!”

“Brother Farm is the strongest!”

“Brother Farm is invincible!”

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He Yiming: ???????

Okay, okay, okay. You guys are bullish. You guys are bullish, okay!

As He Yiming's gaze turned, he noticed that there were at least more than a million Ancient Folk, who were following the methods taught by Farm Master, irrigating the perfect grade Taikoo Fae shit fertilizer, which Farm Master had prepared, into the fields.

Although the combat power of the Ancient Folk was not good, the Ancient Folk were indeed very good at cultivating and planting crops, and the Tree Race also controlled many means of fertilizing crops with the help of the Ancient Fae Beast's shit, increasing crop yields.

With Qing commanding the Tree Race as the commanding officer, sharing all of the Tree Race's countless years of experience and technology to all of the Ancient Folk, and then having some in-depth and close exchanges with Farm Master, only then could they research the most perfect fertilizer so quickly.

“Well...” He Yiming nodded with satisfaction.

It had only been a day, and at least two million acres of fields had been reclaimed, and the subsequent speed should be getting faster and faster!

Conservatively estimating, in three days' time, almost ten million acres of fields could be reclaimed.

If it was a normal famine, just relying on the production of these ten million acres of fields, it would be more than enough to support even a population of five million for a thousand or two thousand years.

“Hmm? That’s…” He Yiming realized with a glance that at some point, the players had dug another deep well, but this one was only a hundred meters wide.

He Yiming pranced over and soon saw quite a few players and Ancient Folk at the bottom of this deep well.

“This is it. Below here, there is a huge underground water vein!” An Ancient Folk, a youth from the Water Tribe, said.

As a Water Tribe, this youth could innately sense the existence of water sources.

“Very well, prepare to excavate and connect the pipes!” Times Have Changed nodded and waved his hand.

The Death God brand excavator slowly raised the shovel that twenty-four Ghost Cheer had condensed into and went down to shovel.

Boom!

In the next moment, the ground was dug up, and a large area of ??underground water directly spewed out!

“Success! Hahaha! This is the fifteenth shaft. It's not enough. Just in case, it’s better to excavate ten more deep wells today!” Times Have Changed complacently said.

“I see, this is to prevent a drought!” He Yiming nodded, then slowly vacated the air.

“Huh?” It was only after He Yiming ascended into the air that he discovered another shocking discovery.

Previously, when the Plague of Flood attacked, it bombarded the deep underground well dug out by the players, which resulted in the ground around the deep wells in the bombardment being having a huge crater.

Taking the city of Ancient Folk as the center, within a radius of one hundred miles around, all of them were downward depressed terrain. The deepest part of which was the city, and the vertical height was almost two thousand meters or more.

And between the normal ground and the city, there was a large sloping terrain.

Now, MC Myth and the other players had actually built huge pillars of wood that were a hundred meters long and wide on this large sloping terrain!

These huge pillars of wood, with a height of over a thousand meters and a length and width of a hundred meters, were simply astonishingly huge!

But the most astonishing thing was that these massive pillars of wood were tens of thousands at a glance.

“How did the player build so many huge wooden pillars…” He Yiming’s eyes turned and he saw an amazing scene!

“Draw card…”

“Fusion!!!”

“Show yourself!!!”

“False Immortal Mode! Wood God Transformation!!!”

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With a string of skillful shouts!

Rikudou Pillar once again appeared in front of He Yiming.

Holding a wooden staff in his hand, a handsome robe fluttered in the wind. Six hooked jades of different colors hung in front of him.

Flood Heavenly Ranking NO.1, Thousand Hand Pillar!

“I, Rikudou Pillar…” Thousand Hand Pillar first bowed his head, and then slowly raised his head, his eyes still slowly opening.

Unfortunately…

Pah!

A brick directly smashed into Thousand Hand Pillar’s head.

“Pretend to be boss, hurry up use your technique! Within today, we to build all the 20,000 wood pillars in the east, which is only half completed! You already made more than twenty fucking transformation shows just today! I’m begging you, please don’t pretend to be something you’re not! You and I are the only ones here, are you pretending so many times for the air to see?” MC Myth said loudly as he spat out blood.

“Cough cough cough, sorry, I’m still practicing and figuring out the most handsome poses and moves!” Thousand Hand Pillar blushed and then raised his wooden staff.

“Wood Technique, Branch Heavenly Pillar!!!” Along with Thousand Hand Pillar’s low roar, one hundred huge wooden pillars emerged.

One hundred over a thousand meters high wooden pillars were established!

“Good, this piece is almost done, go to the next place!” MC Myth nodded in satisfaction.

“Wait, MC Myth!” At this moment, He Yiming landed in the air and stood in front of MC Myth and Thousand Hand Pillar.

“Ah, Brother Ming?”

“Brother Ming!”

The two froze, completely not expecting He Yiming to come over.

“What are you guys trying to do by building these wooden pillars?” He Yiming asked.

He Yiming really didn’t see the point of building so many wooden pillars. What exactly did he want to do?

“Ow, this plan is simple! First build the pillars, then use the wood technique to make a super large roof, cover this square hundred miles, and then seal the seams!

“In this way, a huge underground shelter that is a thousand meters underground and has a radius of a hundred miles, is built!

“The roof was created by wood, with the function of isolating the cold air! The next disaster will be the Plague of Cold. At that time, we will definitely enter the world of ice and snow! We’ll be able to hide in this underground shelter, have food and drink, and easily survive the Plague of Cold!

“That’s right, there are pipes inside this wooden pillar. When the time comes, we can irrigate the farmland with water through this pillar, completing automatic irrigation!” MC Myth said excitedly.

“???” He Yiming’s head tilted.

You guys…

You guys even went along with this big pit-like basin terrain smashed out by the Plague of Flood to create a lid to cover this big pit with a radius of hundreds of miles, and then create an underground shelter?

This is simply…

Ancient plague? My disciples used this opportunity to create a shelter.