Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

"But, you are a noble mage, how can you be allowed to do these unreasonable jobs?" A farmer shrank a little, but still had the courage to persuade Mo Ye, "Thank you, We are not cold anymore, let us finish the work here, and you can wait a while..."

"Yes, yeah, Kadamman is right! Just wait for us and leave it to us here. We can't let the noble Lord Marcia do these rough jobs!" Another was wearing a thin linen cloth Yi, the green-faced farmer also took the call.

Other farmers in the icy and snowy fields with their tools under the snow also agreed with the same approval: "Lord Nightingale, let us come. We also want to do a little bit of trivial work for the establishment of the new Marcia. This is a trivial matter. Just leave it to us. You don’t need to work too much on such trivial matters. We will finish the work quickly."

Mo Ye looked at their completely serious and non-fake expressions, and reluctantly sighed for the stubbornness and enthusiasm of these farmers. She nodded to these farmers and responded:

"Well then, I'll be here waiting for you to finish your work..."

But she still secretly added a layer of spiritual power to the farm tools in the hands of these farmers, which made their plowing work progress more smoothly, and the energy consumption for excavation was greatly reduced. However, for a long time, the farmers were isolated from the cold. Sweat and steamy while working.

Mo Ye turned her gaze to Ode, who was also waiting, and she walked to Ode’s side and asked him in a low voice: "Ode, do you know what clothes for winter protection are suitable for mass purchase? And what are the raw materials for this kind of clothing?"

"...Do you want to equip the residents of Marcia with warm clothes?"

Odeck had never seen a lord who would pay for the cold clothing for his people. Of course, he had never heard of a magician who would use his magic to place ordinary people and make some ordinary people. For the chores, he raised his eyes and noticed the extremely serious look in Mo Ye's flame-like eyes. Apart from sighing secretly, he had to tell Mo Ye:

"The clothing used to keep out the cold can only be the most expensive animal skins. Most of the other clothing has no effect on keeping out the cold in winter. Ordinary people at most just go out in winter and put on a few linen clothes on them. I think you should get out Can't afford to buy tens of thousands of gold coins for animal skins?"

Of course Mo Ye couldn't afford the money.

Even if she can afford it, probably all the clothes made from animal skins in the entire Oran Continent are gathered, and they are not enough for all the residents of Marcia... Since hunters hunt wild animals, it is difficult to obtain complete and clean animal skins to make clothing.

Therefore, it can be said that the reserves of animal skins are very scarce.

"Isn't it an animal skin garment? It's actually not impossible to get enough warm fur..."

Mo Ye glanced at Sueri next to him. He, the beast god, should have the ability to settle down the beasts. Just find a long-haired beast that is similar to the sheep in her memory, and let Sueri take this beast. The downgrading and domestication will allow humans to breed beasts well without being attacked, and they will probably get wave after wave of cold beast hair.

There is another world’s more popular silkworms and cotton, which can also make people pay attention. This world has great biological similarities with the other world. Although I don’t know how this commonality came from, it does not hinder General Mo Ye. They are unearthed from this world.

But before finding these, we still have to find a way to let the residents of Marcia survive this extremely cold winter without relying on warm clothing.

After the hard-working and sweaty farmers finally turned the land, Mo Ye drove them back to Marcia directly, and let her take care of the rest!

She used her mental power to evenly sprinkle the seeds in the bag into the excavated pit without filling the earth, then turned her head and said to Zueri, "Thank you, Zueri, Let these seeds mature."

"Well, leave it to me."

Sueri responded without hesitation. He stood quietly in the snow and didn't seem to have any spell-casting movements. It was just that the golden eyes gradually diffused with the divine brilliance representing the beast god, and he dodges aside. Odder, who was peeping at this mysterious and powerful magician, saw this divine brilliance, and only felt that his brain made a sudden bang, and was hit hard by some kind of coercion like the sky and the earth!

Don't look directly at God, don't see God.

Especially when Odder is just an ordinary person.

"Ode?"

Mo Ye's originally diffused mental power caught Odder, who suddenly fell face-down for some reason. She sensed that Odder’s spiritual sea seemed to have been counter-shocked by some kind of force, so she directly fell into the body protection mechanism. He was in a coma until the chaos in his mental sea calmed down.

"He touched a trace of divine coercion when he peered at me, but it doesn't matter. I managed to control the intensity of coercion in the end, and it will be fine when he wakes up." Sueri's eyes dangled indifferently. Ye Spiritual force supported the floating Aude, he was just explaining to his Nightingale the reason why the human spirit sea was shaken.

So, it was the accident caused by Odder himself...

Mo Ye put the unconscious Odder under the newly opened doorway of the city wall to resist the flying snow in the sky, and set up a mental shield to shield the cold sea breeze, so she no longer cared about herself as a dead Odder. Turn his attention back to the wind and snow in the farmland.

In the farmland that was dug out by farmers and gradually covered with white snow, tender green shoots emerged at a very fast speed, and yellow-green wheat stalks grew out of the appearance of the shoots and small white flowers appeared. In the end, the flowers that were the same color as the white snow withered, and the heavy wheat fell on the wheat stalks, pressing the originally straight wheat stalks into a curved appearance.

Originally, there were a lot of wheat in this world, not to mention the round and big wheat grains that Mo Ye remembered, but maybe it is the reason for the supernatural power of Sueri. This time the wheat is completely close to Mo Ye. What wheat should look like in memory.

Heavy ears of wheat, full grains of wheat.

She used her mental energy to quickly harvest this wave of wheat. Then piled together with the unconscious Odder under the city wall hole that blocked the snow, and then planted several other grain seeds to let Sueri ripen.

Rice, wheat grains, soybeans, taro...

There are also some vegetable and fruit seeds and the condiment seeds she has hoarded, but Mo Ye still has some regrets that she has not found potatoes, sweet potatoes and corn, which are known as the essential golden finger crops for travellers.

Mo Ye looked at the space under the gates of the city wall that had been completely piled up, and piles of food crops like mountains were piled up in the pure white snow outside. She once again expressed her sincere gratitude to Sueri.

"Thank you, Sueri."

"...You don't need to say thank you every time, we don't need to have such a relationship." Sueri held back a few words in silence for a long time, he didn't want himself to be with Nightingale. There is always a need to thank and respond silently.

"I do not like that."

Mo Ye couldn't help blinking. She stared at the dim white top of Sueri's short head and twirled for a while, only to slightly reflect the true meaning of Sueri's words, and she returned with some emotions:

"I know, I will remember."

"Um..." After Sueri hummed, he turned the subject directly and asked Mo Ye, "Is it necessary for me to transport these foods back next?"

"You don't need to transport it back, just let the residents of Marcia come here to collect it. If Odder is still awake, he should do the errands."

Mo Ye said and shook her head slightly to express her helplessness. She was not going to let Sueri, the beast god, do errands, so she simply used her mental power to connect every ordinary person in the city. In the sea of ​​spirit, and pass on his wishes.

"The residents of Marcia, I am your lord. Now please follow my instructions and immediately go to the gate of Marcia's newly built city to receive this year's food crops."

The residents who are staying in the city of Marcia, whether they are those on the street who are curious to watch the new city wall, or those who are still staying in the houses to avoid the severe cold, all heard the Lord, who appeared out of thin air from their brains, at the same moment. Instructions!

"What was that just now? Is it the Lord's magic?!"

"Lord Nightingale actually wants to give us food? Praise the Lord Nightingale, she is really a generous and merciful lord!"

"Hurry up, it's better to arrive earlier..."

"Yes, yes, you can't let the Lord Nightingale wait for a long time!"

The inhabitants of Marcia kept gathering adults in the same direction, and from time to time, people walked out of the closed houses around the street and joined the crowd.

A little girl in her father’s arms widened her beautiful sea-blue eyes with some curiosity. She turned to look at the towering city wall that seemed to appear out of thin air, and reached out to touch the thickest linen clothing on her body. She suddenly shouted very happily to her family:

"Mom and Dad, I don't think it's cold anymore!"

"It seems to be the case, Marcia is not cold at all, and there will be heavy snow tomorrow..."

The little girl's father was wearing a thin linen cloth that exposed his arms and ankles. He also felt the cold winter of Marcia, but there was an unprecedented warm atmosphere here.

This pure white snow that is so warm that hovering down the sky completely blocks out the invisible protection. It is a barrier that Mo Ye has set up for her people to prevent this time the whole city will cause widespread cold and sickness. .

If you fall ill in this era, you really have stepped into the realm of death. Recovering your health will depend on your personal resistance.

Mo Ye's position at the gate of the city instructed the residents who had arrived to learn to line up. Several people who had served as escorts in Marcia were also selected by her to distribute food and maintain order. This long line Turning around the main street of Marcia one after another, although the sound is extremely noisy, no one is doing anything wrong.

"Thank you, Lord Nightingale!"

Someone gratefully thanked her after accepting the food.

"Praise your generosity, Lord Nightingale."

Someone praised her generosity like chanting a poem.

"I will follow you forever, Lord Marcia!"

Someone was carrying food and swearing allegiance to her very firmly.

Mo Ye gave a slight smile to those who praised her, and gave verbal encouragement to those who praised her.

Give opportunities to those who pledge allegiance to her.