It’s the busiest time of the year again, the crops are ripe and it’s harvest season.
Ange was busy working hard, the sharp sickle in his hand flying, and crops were cut at the roots and fell neatly to the side, as accurately as if there was an invisible hand placing them.
This is all the experience accumulated from thousands of years of continuous work. The sickle is like a living thing in his hands. He can cut wherever he wants and as deep as he wants, creating better conditions for the next sorting.
With such non-stop work, the night passed quietly. The sky was bright and the sounds of birds around were gradually increasing. Birds of various species landed on the field ridges and pecked at the scattered crops.
If they were just pecking at the scattered crops, Ange would not care. The scattered bits and pieces are nothing compared to the richness and fatness of the plants, but many newly arrived birds have crossed the boundary and landed on the unharvested crops.
Ange twisted his head, turned around and walked to the edge of the field, took off a straw hat from the scarecrow's head and put it on his own head.
As soon as the magic power was stimulated, Ange, who put on the straw hat, turned into an eagle, flapped his wings and flew into the fields. The little bird that had just landed on the crops was so frightened that it fled in all directions and did not dare to come back for a long time.
The Scarecrow Hat is a magic prop that can release illusions. It only needs a little magic power to activate an illusion for a long time. Unless you have a stronger mental power than Ange, it will be difficult to see through it. It is enough to deceive birds.
In the past, those scarecrows wearing hats could cast illusions on their own and scare the birds and beasts that stole food. However,It’s anyone’s guess when, these scarecrows gradually stopped moving.
After several years of large-scale production reduction, there were more and more birds and beasts, and even the seeds were dug out and eaten as soon as they were planted. Only then did Ange realize the role of the scarecrow, and then slowly practiced the illusion of inspiring the hat.
So far, he has learned to transform into several shapes, such as the eagle, which is most feared by birds and beasts.
Saw a giant eagle flapping its wings and flying around in the field. The crops were being harvested continuously, and the greedy birds did not dare to go down for a long time.
The sun rose, and the sunlight shone on Ange's body, bringing a slight burning sensation.
Undead creatures hated sunlight the most, and Ange was no exception; a long, long time ago, he felt like his soul was going to explode if he stayed in the sunlight for a few more minutes, at that time, he would hide as fast as he could where the sunlight couldn't reach him.
But more than a thousand years had passed, and Anger, though he still disliked the sunlight, no longer felt as uncomfortable as he had back then, especially with a little bit of the crop left to be confiscated and cut, and he felt he could stand it for a little while longer.
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Against the sunlight, harvesting and packing the last of the crops as well, Ange pushed the cart and transported them towards the warehouse where the crops were stored.
As he pushed on, Ange suddenly sensed that something was a bit off, and looked up to the outside of the farm, only to see that beyond the fence, an arched gate was emitting a faint white light.
Ange has forgotten how many years this abnormal situation has not occurred. Over the years, there has been no sound, no light, only dead silence. Why do arches glow? Are those immortal souls back?
Ange immediately turned a corner and without storing the grain, pushed the cart towards the glowing archway, however, when he arrived at the archway, he didn't find any indestructible souls, and apart from the archway that emitted white light, the surroundings hadn't changed in any way from the usual.
Ange circled around the arch in confusion. When he came to the middle of the arch, he suddenly disappeared from the middle of the arch.
Ange felt his eyes blur, and the surrounding scenery changed drastically. It was no longer the desolation and silence around the farm, but a green grassland, with two stone pillars standing abruptly in the field, emitting a faint white light.
Ange took a step forward, but the white light of the stone pillars on both sides was pulled, connecting him and the stone pillars like a membrane.
Taking another step forward, Ange felt restrained, and the light film bound him to the pillar.
What? Ange exerted a little force and easily broke the light film, and the soles of his feet stepped on the grass.
Magic jewelry? Ange tilted his head.
At this moment, a weak voice suddenly came from behind him: "Eagle...Eagle Man? I...I obviously...prayed to the immortal soul, why is it the Eagle Man who comes?"
Ange turned his head and saw a faint blue flame floating from the speaker's body, quickly floating into Ange's soul, which made Ange's spirit slightly uplifted.
What is this? Ange, who was full of questions, turned his attention to the person who spoke.
It was a scrawny human lying on the grass. The stretched out wrist was so dry that it seemed like a layer of skin wrapped around the bones. He pointed one hand at Ange, and after saying the last word, his head and arms became weak and he fainted.
Eagle man? me? Ange tilted his head, a little confused. He was obviously a skeleton, so why did such a human being point at him and say "Eagle Man"? What is an Eagle Man?
Thinking of this, Ange suddenly touched his head and took off his scarecrow hat.
It turns out that he had not taken off his straw hat and was still taking on the shape of an eagle, so he was misunderstood by this human being.
Hanging the hat around his neck, Ange walked up to the human and poked him with his finger. There was no movement. He had indeed fainted.
Observe carefully, you can see that the human's life breath is weakening and is in danger of being extinguished at any time. In other words, this human being is about to die.
This made Ange a little confused and at a loss. He was just a little skeleton growing vegetables. He had never faced such a thing before. What should he do now?
After thinking for a while, Ange suddenly remembered his cart. The newly harvested crops were piled on the cart and ready to be transported to the warehouse. However, he was attracted by the white light on the way and pushed the cart here. Now there is a cart of grain.
Humans should need food, right? He is so thin, he must be hungry, right? Thinking of this, Ange knew what he should do.
Turned the human over, grabbed a handful of food and stuffed it into the human's mouth, then squatted there holding his knees and observing.
Why do not eat? Ange waited for a long time and found that the other party was motionless. Ange had a realization: he would not eat if he fainted.
In this case, Ange decided to help him again, grabbing food and forcing it into human mouths. After stuffing a few handfuls, the human woke up from his torment unsurprisingly.