I'm a mage, what's wrong with loving farming?

Chapter 145 Taming the Sandworm, the Final Piece of Music's Puzzle

"You need to open it carefully... It doesn't feel like it's something normal."

Croa muttered, choosing to accept the gift.

After getting them, they found that there were more than ten giant purple-red flowers that were as tall as a person, with huge mouths and sharp teeth, and some khaki sandworms that were as thick as arms and about thirty to forty centimeters long.

Although the image of the former is very similar to the image of the Piranha Plant in the game I saw in my previous life, it is much more terrifying than that one.

Look at its big mouth with layers of teeth that look like blood drops, emitting a fishy smell that makes people feel quite uncomfortable.

In comparison, those khaki bugs running around seemed to be a lot more pleasing to the eye.

"It seems that it really needs to be processed artistically. If it were really in front of me, it would be really scary."

He casually threw out a few magical imprisonments to make these guys behave themselves, and took a look at the introduction provided by Lord Gray Sand:

"The Ogre Flower likes to devour all kinds of meat and can produce blood devil crystals...

Wind-eroded sandworms can devour all rocks and favorite minerals and turn them into sand. "

After reading the introduction, his eyes lit up.

This sandworm is pretty good.

Almost instantly, he thought of how to use these sandworms.

He is now struggling with the fact that the magmatic rocks on the seabed are difficult to mine. Relying solely on manpower would be troublesome and slow.

If these sandworms could bite through the rocks and minerals, it would save a lot of effort.

No matter what, the abilities of magic insects are stronger than those of humans, right?

He also planned to continue digging deeper on the seabed to see if he could find more mineral deposits and veins.

As for these ogre flowers...

He thought about it and decided to take it along.

He had never seen the Blood Demon Crystal before. When he got to the bottom of the sea, he would feed it some Blood Grass Fungi to see if it would change.

……

Soon, he arrived at the underwater ranch.

The first place to come is of course the place where seabed minerals are mined.

He did not show up, but stood aside and watched—

Miners were bare-chested, using magic pickaxes made of holy iron to dig at the lava again and again. There were also people next to them carrying up the broken lava and mined ore in baskets.

The gray ants lie on the shoulders of the miners, and whenever they come to a place with ore, they will touch them with their antennae.

Humans and demon insects cooperated very well.

The mining speed is also quite fast.

Moreover, since this is the seabed and close to a volcanic community, the fire magic power converted by the magic crystal method inevitably spreads into the bubbles of the air coral.

So it can be said to be quite warm.

So almost all of them rushed to come here to mine ore. After all, most of those who survived had a lot of strength, and they didn't have to suffer from the cold outside. Even if they were a little tired, at least their bodies were comfortable.

When Kloya arrived here, the golden butterflies and mushroom people had already surrounded him. No one knew why they were so happy, but they just circled around Kloya.

"You guys are really noisy." He helplessly comforted them one by one.

Then he took a look at the mine and suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar-looking person inside. It was... the prisoner.

That was the man named Ott who was the first to offer his loyalty to him.

At this time, the victim was also upper body naked, leaving his wounds that stretched like a rift valley exposed, his muscles bulging high, and he was being fucked passionately.

He is no longer as reserved and cautious as he was when he first arrived. He even loudly tells little jokes to other miners that make people smile. He seems to have completely integrated into the team.

"Well, you're exposing yourself like this, aren't you afraid of being seen?"

Croix waved curiously at the knight apprentice who was maintaining order nearby. "How long has he been working here?"

The knight apprentice he called over bowed respectfully and replied, "Four or five days."

"What about the others?" He realized that even though he said he didn't care about them, he really didn't care too much about them.

After all, he has King Mu Yao Qu Teng and so many loyal subordinates. If anything happens, they will definitely inform him.

It's just a small matter, he definitely won't be bothered by it.

"There are several people milking and combing the sheep over there, and as for the others... I don't know." The knight's apprentice replied.

"Okay, go and continue to stand guard." Kloya also knew that this guy didn't know much, so he waved his hand and asked him to go back.

"Yes!" The knight's apprentice ran back immediately, standing even straighter than before, almost like a poplar tree.

Croa walked directly into the mine.

"Master Mage!"

"Master Mage, you are here!"

When people noticed his arrival, they immediately bowed respectfully. In their opinion, the good life they could live now was bestowed by Croa.

And the most important thing is... you can really see your own gains.

It's different from those vague things promised by the churches.

Every piece of ore, every labor...

They can all have visible gains and earn more money and supplies for their families. This feeling of gradual accumulation is what they like most.

Everyone has a desire to be needed. In their opinion, making Hanjiao Island better with their own hands will certainly give them a great sense of accomplishment.

"Well done." As usual, Kloya casually cast a holy halo to replenish their energy and strength.

Otto was not given any special treatment, just like everyone else.

Then he took out the wind-eroded sandworms and placed them on the magma. These wind-eroded sandworms came from the gray desert and liked the hot environment, especially the magma, which contained fire magic.

As soon as they were put on, they couldn't wait to drill down.

Their mouths were like drills, spitting out some pale white liquid as they drilled, and the extremely hard magma rock was melted because of the magic power.

As they drilled in, they ate the softened magma rock in big mouthfuls and then spit it out.

The igneous rock processed in this way becomes like fine gray-black sand, accumulating in the holes they dig.

In just less than ten minutes, a dozen wind-eroded sandworms drilled the bottom of the mine, which was about 30 meters wide, into a sand pit.

It's all piled up gray-black sand.

There are also minerals such as nephrite that they don't want to eat and spit out.

The miners were stunned when they saw this scene.

This... They worked so hard to mine for a while, but they were not as good as some magic insects that drilled a few times.

After being surprised, they were worried. If there were these bugs, would they lose their jobs? Would Croa no longer need them to continue mining ore?

Of course, Cloya was fully aware of their psychological changes.

To be honest, the speed at which these wind-eroded sandworms gnawed the lava rocks was indeed a bit beyond his imagination.

But it is still impossible to completely replace human labor with insects.

Not only can they not be replaced, he also has to add a confinement magic to these insects to ensure that they can dig wherever people point them according to their will.

If they were just allowed to dig randomly, the ground would definitely be filled with holes, and there might even be a risk of collapse.

This kind of demon insect does not have a very high IQ, and the consciousness transmitted by the star spirit body is a bit vague, so it must be restrained by humans.

He thought about it, wondering if there was any magic.

As for these sandworms with little intelligence, he planned to use coercion to force them to submit, otherwise guiding them would be too slow.

Moreover, it would be troublesome to engrave the magic to force them, no matter how to guide them.

Generally speaking, he doesn't use this method, but specific situations must be treated specifically, and this method must be used to treat these sandworms.

"Pick up the ore and leave here first."

Immediately, he ordered people to pick up the ore that should be picked up first and then leave the mine.

I must not let these people know what I am going to do next, otherwise my image of being wise and brave will be affected.

After everyone left, he waved his hand.

Three pairs of wizard hands suddenly stretched out and grabbed all the sandworms. No matter how they struggled and twisted inside, they would not let go at all even if they tried to escape.

The wizard stared at the sandworms, and the magical music from him became low and dangerous - he was conveying a sense: if you are unwilling to accept control, you will all die.

It's that simple.

For these insects, adapting to the environment in the face of danger is actually a desire for evolution. When Kloya clearly conveyed this meaning, they had no choice but to accept it in order to survive.

"Alive..."

The wind-eroded sandworms conveyed this consciousness in unison.

"That's right."

Chloe was satisfied and began to engrave the magic he had chosen on them.

[Engraving completed, wind-eroded sandworm (magic chain)]

[This demon insect will grow a long magic chain in the head area. When the chain is pulled hard, it will make them feel pain. ]

Along with the prompt that the engraving was completed, a long chain of khaki magic power, about half a meter long, immediately grew out from the heads of these insects.

It looks particularly strange dragging behind their bodies.

Kloya reached out and grabbed a chain. He pulled it lightly, and the wind-eroded sandworm made a "chi chi" sound of pain.

Then he would obediently follow Cloya's instructions. As long as he felt that the other party was taking the wrong path, he would gently pull it and the wind-eroded sandworm would obediently change direction.

Just like an old ox with a nose ring.

"Yes, that's good."

Kloya nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly felt something, staring at the wind-eroded sandworm thoughtfully - that was the sound of resentment and disgust, which could actually speed up the progress of his second chapter.

“Isn’t there more to it than just positive emotions?”

As he was thinking, he suddenly felt a very special music coming from afar.

The music changes from pain to calmness, and is filled with a strong reluctance and dependence on the world.

no doubt.

That is... the music of death.

"...This is a very familiar magical fluctuation. Who died?"

Croa frowned, the second chapter of the Orange Song in his mind was changing at an alarming speed.

The music of death was also integrated into Croa's second chapter. The entire second chapter seemed to come to life in an instant and began to beat.

Countless notes are flying around.

Lights of various colors flickered inside the mine.

The countless magical sounds that Kloa absorbed spread outward as they danced, instantly forming a huge, solemn and grand aura that could accommodate all sounds...

symphony.

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