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

Chapter 82 82. Grape's "Mutation"

As for how to remove the dark cloud from the Holy Light Four-Leaf Clover, Kloya actually has an idea - with this kind of feature of granting every wish, can't he just ask directly?

This was the thought that came to his mind after what happened just now - since it can respond to the magic plant, it should be able to respond to itself, right?

Through the power of Astral Body Imprinting and Rainbow Poetry, his mental power can clearly convey consciousness to the Holy Clover.

Is it possible to obtain a sufficient number of dark clouds accurately?
He thought so, so he conducted the experiment himself - he brought the Phantom Feather Cloud Snake to the castle and entered the laboratory.

At this time, the Holy Light Four-Leaf Clover still looked half-dead. The power of the Mother Goddess of Earth that had just affected Hou Tushu's evolution had obviously caused it to overdraw its strength to a great extent.

So Croix did not "make a wish" to the crumbling four-leaf clover, but chose to make a wish to the four-leaf clover that was still in good condition.

"Give me dark clouds, give me dark clouds..."

"Give me a three-meter-long dark cloud, a three-meter-long dark cloud..."

“Dark clouds, dark clouds, dark clouds…”

Just like praying for rain, his mental power transmitted his thoughts directly to the star spirit of the Holy Light Four-Leaf Clover.

This isn't just whispering in your ear; it's like whispering directly into the deepest part of your soul.

I guess any conscious being cannot ignore such a sound.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The originally motionless Holy Light Four-Leaf Clover suddenly trembled, and wisps of dark clouds began to permeate its surface, just like black chocolate threads.

The speed was neither too slow nor too fast. The dark clouds soon left the laboratory through the window and floated over the castle.

Croa squinted his eyes.

"Tsk."

The size of the dark cloud...is exactly three meters.

No more, no less.

The Holy Light Clover's astral body also sent out almost the same consciousness as when it helped the thick potato before -

"I wish..."

“The gift of the gospel.”

Two faint voices, like prayers and blessings from the church.

But unlike before, its strength did not weaken at all this time, and it seemed to be a little more energetic than before.

Apparently, things are getting better after the dark clouds were expelled from the body.

This is really good. After gradually taking out the dark clouds, it can recover and then continue to install dark clouds. It is simply a virtuous cycle!

So……

“Go and catch these dark clouds.”

Croa pointed outside: "I'll wait for you downstairs."

The Phantom Cloud Snake nodded, flew out of the window, and went to catch the dark cloud. Kloya went to wait under the castle, and thought about how to use the dark cloud.

After a long while, the cloud snake finally flew down dragging a dark cloud. Its movements seemed a little slow, and the speed at which it dragged the dark cloud was also very slow.

It was like a horse pulling a carriage that could accommodate seven or eight people. It was visibly strenuous.

But at least it was pulled down.

It said to Cloya: "Master Mage, the water magic here is very violent. There are about a thousand kilograms of water in this cloud."

Three meters of cloud, one thousand kilograms of water?

The water content and density are indeed huge.

"Then can you cut it in half? And how to fix it in a certain position?" Kloya casually threw a small magic ball to it, which was the magic just taken out of the magic pool.

"I'll cut it up for you right now. What size do you want?"

"Let's divide it into 100 kilograms per flower."

"it is good."

The Phantom Cloud Snake swallowed the magic ball in one gulp, and then began to split the clouds - it started cutting from its tail, and when the tail passed through the clouds, there were special magical fluctuations.

A moment later, the clouds passed by its tail separated directly like butter cut by a hot knife.

It moved quickly, dividing the cloud evenly into ten parts, and then, without Cloya saying anything, it plucked a feather from its body and thrust it into one of the clouds.

The clouds, which were originally swaying slightly due to the wind, immediately stopped moving.

then……

"Crash!"

As if a magical switch had been turned on, the cloud immediately began to rain. The rain was filled with violent magic, and although it was such a small piece, it really gave the feeling of a heavy rain.

It's a bit magical.

Kloya was very curious about the structure of this feather, which could not only keep the clouds in place but also allow the water inside to fall as rain.

Is it the innate magic of this Phantom Feather Cloud Snake or a unique magic pattern formed naturally?
He walked forward and stared at the feather inserted into the cloud, but he found nothing at all. It was just an ordinary feather.

At most, there is special magic in it.

It is estimated that these magical powers are the reason why the clouds can form such a strange state.

In this case, Croa didn't look at it any more.

He praised with great satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad."

Huanling Cloud Snake hurriedly asked cautiously: "Then you..."

It was eager to learn the Inspiration Seeking Technique and then go find its own tribe. Kloya waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, help me work for a while. When the dark clouds in these two four-leaf clovers are all used up, I will teach you and let you go."

This answer was probably within the expectations of Huanling Cloud Snake.

As long as Cloya is willing to teach it, it doesn't matter if it works for a longer period of time. It can also help it avoid the search outside.

It didn't think that such a small cloud could teach it such magical magic.

It nodded: "Master Mage, sorry to bother you."

Years of circus life have made it able to read people's expressions and speak in a very comfortable way. If you only listen to the voice, you would think it is a polite aristocrat speaking.

Neither the man nor the snake mentioned the contract.

Kloya didn't care, he would abide by the agreement anyway; Phantom Cloud Snake certainly didn't dare to mention the signing of a contract.

In this way, the Phantom Feather Cloud Snake settled down on Hanjiao Island.

It had no requirements for its own residence. It just picked a white cloud from the sky, piled it up in a corner and then moved in.

This soft and magical white cloud is its favorite nest, and this is how its tribe lives on the boundless clouds.

They will transform the clouds that they like in the sky, forming a small group of dozens or hundreds of them, occupying a white cloud, hiding inside to live while allowing the white cloud to drift around without a fixed place to stay.

Although this can help them avoid being caught by humans or natural enemies to the greatest extent, with so many clouds floating in the sky, even they themselves may not be able to recognize which cloud is the nest.

So it can't find its own group. A single snake searching in the sky is no different from a living target.

Honestly, when Cloya saw it living in there like this, he actually felt a little bit moved - this is living in the clouds, who didn't look forward to such a small but safe secret base when they were a child?
……

The clouds trimmed by the Phantom Feather Cloud Snake were sent to the Magic Crystal Vine the next day.

Ten clouds were evenly distributed across the field.

They came in tiny drops, lightly sprinkled like mist, filtering through the vines before dripping down into the fields below.

The violent magic power is naturally absorbed and transformed by the vines, and the excess water falls under the roots and will be absorbed at the right time.

If someone dug up the soil at this time, they would be able to find that a stream was almost formed under the crystal blue roots of the Demon Field vines.

The amount of water is just right, and it flows slowly.

It is just enough for the calming lily of the valley, thick earth potato, as well as the newly arrived crystal apple tree, black lavender and other magical plants to absorb the water without directly submerging their roots.

The Demonic Field grapes, which had been a little shriveled, were slowly recovering under the infusion of these magical powers, but the dripping speed slowed down instead.

It used to be a few seconds per drop, but now it's very slow.

Maybe not a drop falls for a whole minute.

Elena, who had been taking care of the land and was almost moving to the Demon Field, discovered this and immediately became extremely anxious.

She hurried to the castle to ask to see Cloya.

Poor girl, she had never seen this kind of magical plant before, and she thought there was something wrong with her care of it. She was trembling with fear and could hardly stand.

After Rob's briefing, she soon arrived at the castle's terrace garden.

Croa was currently lying on a recliner, observing with an emerald green branch in his hand.

On the top of his head he wore a crown made of olive branches and his body was covered with scarlet algae.

Looks leisurely.

Elena didn't dare to look up at him at all, and lowered her head and came in front of Cloya.

"Huh? What happened?"

Kloya said in a calm tone: "Is there any problem in Motian?"

"It's like this..." Elena quickly told Cloya what she had just observed. After listening, the latter's expression did not change, and he even smiled a little.

His tone softened a bit, and he said, “This is normal. If the magic field vines have enough magic power, they will be stored.

After all, it is a grape, and the fruit is of course edible.

When you see the grapes change from translucent blue to deep purple, they are ripe and you can pick one and taste it. "

Elena has been doing a pretty good and attentive job lately.

She planted the new magic plants, such as the crystal apple tree, one by one. As the child of harvest, the magic plants she planted with her own hands seemed to grow a little faster.

When Cloya was studying the olive branches in the castle, he saw through the surveillance of the Wood Yao Qu Teng King that she was still taking care of the magic plant late at night.

His hard-working and careful look attracted the attention of even a mage like Kloya.

Since he was such a hard-working subordinate who loved farming, he was naturally willing to give her some small benefits, such as the grapes from the vines in the magic field.

Not to mention the benefits that the magical fruit of the Magic Field Grapes can bring to the body, this itself is an honor.

At least on the island of Hanjiao Island, having this kind of honor definitely makes you a superior person.

When Elena heard Cloya's answer, she panicked and wanted to kneel down to pay her respects: "Master Mage... I didn't read the book you gave me carefully."

“Then just read carefully.”

Kloya waved his hand nonchalantly, “As the number of magical plants you take care of increases, you’ll need to know more.

How about this, I'll send someone to send you a book later, please read it.

As the Son of Harvest, you have special powers in your body. I hope you can control this power. If you can control this power...

How many impossible things can be done? "

He did intend to cultivate this Child of the Harvest, who could shed so many special tears just by shedding tears unintentionally. What if she could control her own power?
Wouldn't it be easy to create more miracles?
Of course, the more powerful subordinates he has, the better. This way, he won't have to worry about basic resources and can concentrate on studying more advanced magic and more magical plants and beasts.

(End of this chapter)