"Here, try shining the holy light and see if it will burn your clothes again."

The little angel's eyes lit up and he looked at Ange. After receiving permission, he couldn't wait to launch a move into the distance.

The holy light silk dress on her body was emitting white smoke, but it was not burned.

"Yes, the quality of silk is really good." Lisa's eyes were shining, and she was already thinking about what style to use silk cloth.

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Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, three months passed. By the side of Zhuilong Lake, there were swaying golden rice ears everywhere, and the heavy rice ears made the stalks bend down.

When Nigris saw it, he would only sigh: "This is a good harvest year."

Ange was writing there with a small notebook.

"What are you writing?" Nigris asked curiously.

"These must resist lodging." Ange pointed at the rice that was bending the straw.

Convinced, Nigris scratched his head with his little paws and did not dare to speak. Ange's knowledge of planting had already gone far into Nigris's blind spot, especially after getting the notes from Chunfeng Da De Yiyi.

What it does makes it even more incomprehensible, so now it basically just asks questions, updates the knowledge base, and doesn't speak randomly.

"How to harvest so much rice? How to store it after harvesting? How to digest it after storage? You can't just plant it and forget about it like before, right?" Nigris shrewdly changed the subject.

Ange tilted his head and said in confusion: "Just plant it." Obviously, he didn't think about what to do with it after planting it. Obviously, digging a hole nearby and burying it like the Abyss of Rest will not work.

The ground was too damp, and it would occasionally rain, and the food would get wet, so he simply ignored it.
Chapter completed!