Standing under the hot sun, watching the dark clouds roll in and the rain pouring down, this kind of stupid behavior would be really rare if it weren't for the unique environment created by Jiang Le.
It¡¯s half past one, which is the hottest time of the day in Africa.
The militants led by the warlord leader have been standing in the sun for more than half an hour.
Even the quiet exterior of the car is so hot it can fry an egg.
Naturally, all the militants were sweating profusely and their heads were dizzy. The morale that had been inspired by the warlord leaders before was now completely forgotten.
After all, he is not an elite warrior who has undergone rigorous training. In this kind of weather that can cook people to death, Lao Hei can't stand it.
The warlord leader couldn't bear it any longer, and his face became extremely ugly.
No news came out about the men who entered the dark clouds. He didn't believe that his subordinates had rebelled, so the only possibility was that his subordinates were being controlled by others.
But isn¡¯t this too weird? The men who went in to investigate were all heavily armed and would definitely shoot if they encountered danger.
But for such a long time, apart from the sound of heavy rain, there was no other sound at all.
"Boss, should we send some more people in?" A small leader who could talk to the leader asked.
The warlord thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Suddenly the militants became eager, and it was only a thousand dollars. It seems that we also have a share.
Soon, another team of ten people set off.
But it¡¯s still the same as the first team, as if nothing has happened. Without a trace.
The warlord leader was angry, and without waiting for others to say anything, he sent ten more people in. Then ten more people.
Until more than a hundred subordinates were hired. After losing nearly a third of his people, the warlord leader's expression changed.
????????????? This is a bottomless pit, there is no return?
Even the other militants who were originally attracted by the one thousand dollars now feel something is wrong. This is not an easy task, it is a death rhythm.
Now, no one is willing to check the news anymore. The money is good though. Life is more important.
"Xie Te, shoot me." The warlord leader was so angry that he ignored it, raised his gun and fired into the dark clouds.
Look at the boss like this. Naturally, the subordinates could only do as they were told. Each one raised their guns and fired wildly at the dark clouds.
Soon, all the bullets were fired. Dark clouds rolled in. The rain is still pouring. And the militants are like extremely bad clown performances that no one cares about.
The face of the warlord leader was extremely ugly.
But the fear in his heart could not be suppressed.
The strange dark cloud simply became a demon, mocking him as a mortal who overestimated his abilities.
"Gods? I don't believe it, I don't believe in any gods. Get ready, let's rush in." The warlord leader yelled crazily.
The militants were hesitant.
But soon they didn¡¯t dare to hesitate anymore, because the warlord leader¡¯s gun was pointed at them.
"Yes, Boss."
Everyone responded respectfully.
???????????????? Later. A group of people got into the car and rushed into the rain.
The cloud. Jiang Le doesn't really care about the group of militants at the head of the warlord. To him, a group of ant-like fanatics are not worthy of his attention. As long as they don't disturb him, he doesn't care. But if you dare to break in, you will be rewarded with a thunder and lightning. Stun them and tie them up. Wait until there is time to teach them. If there is no time, just lock them up.
His thoughts were all on a tree species that was carefully cultivated with spiritual energy.
This tree species comes from the earthly immortal world. Jiang Le prepared a lot of various kinds of spiritual tree seeds at that time. He planned to bring them back to Qiyun Mountain and plant them at the gate of the mountain, so as to set off the elegance of Qiyun Mountain, which is not a tall fairy mountain.
The tree species Jiang Le is currently cultivating is one of the larger spiritual tree seeds. It can grow into a giant tree that is 1,000 meters high and can be hugged by ten people. It is called the Huagai Tree.
Because when this kind of spiritual tree grows up, the top is like a huge cover, blocking out the sky and the sun, and can cover dozens of miles at most. So it is called the canopy tree.
If you want to create an African holy land, a small hill is not advisable. There is nothing eye-catching about it. How can it be famous throughout Africa and attract the attention of all black people?
So a huge sign is indispensable, and this canopy tree is just right.
In this desolate place, the appearance of such a big tree that surpasses all the trees on the earth will definitely attract the attention of the world.
However, there are many requirements for the growth of spiritual tree seeds, which can be found anywhere in the Earthly Immortal Realm.??, but the earth is not good, the spiritual energy here is not that sufficient.
Therefore, Jiang Le needs to prepare enough rainwater to moisten the earth first, and then use spiritual energy to stimulate the tree seeds. When they are planted later, the tree seeds will take root and sprout in an instant, and then grow rapidly.
Then, by supplying your own spiritual energy, I believe it will soon turn into a giant tree and become a symbol of the holy land.
While he was warming up the tree seeds, Jiang Le suddenly raised his eyebrows and immediately snorted. Then a huge thunder and lightning in the dark clouds turned into a power grid and covered the convoy that rushed into the rain curtain.
Bang bang bang bang.
Amidst the continuous crashes, the convoy stalled, and was quickly picked up by a group of black people and pushed deep into the rain.
Click!
On the cloud layer, the spiritual tree seed in Jiang Le's hand suddenly broke through a crack.
Jiang Le¡¯s eyes lit up, it was done.
Now he looked at the earth under the dark clouds.
After such a long period of rain, rivers have appeared on the ground. With the help of these rivers, rainwater flows into a recess next to the hill, forming a pond hundreds of meters in diameter.
However, the recess is still too small, and the rainwater has been filled and begins to flow to the outside.
It seems that the water is almost gone, now it¡¯s time for the tree species to show their power.
Jiang Le misses the black people covered in the rain.
"I want to plant a sacred tree, don't touch it."
The black people who heard Jiang Le¡¯s voice were waiting in surprise.
??Sacred tree? When I heard it, I thought it was very powerful, but what does the sacred tree look like? What's so special about it?
The black people were curious and looked forward to the appearance of the sacred tree.
At this moment, a little spiritual light floated down from the sky.
The brightness of the aura was very high, and it fell not very fast. Almost all black people could clearly see the appearance of the aura.
It is about the size of a thumb and is wrapped in a layer of green light, giving people a warm feeling.
Slowly, the green light fell on the hill, and then disappeared in a flash.
The black people wanted to come forward and have a look, but the gods said not to move.
You don¡¯t have to listen to other people¡¯s words, but you must listen to the words of gods.
Especially the ten black stewards with serious faces and a group of selected divine guards restraining them. All the black people could only look at the little bumpkin.
"Out."
Suddenly a black man exclaimed, and then all the black people saw a miracle.
I saw a green plant suddenly appearing on the hill. It grows very fast, from breaking the ground to growing the main trunk, to spreading out two tender green leaves, almost in the blink of an eye.
Then the trunk continued to extend upwards, unfolding leaves and branches, turning into a small tree. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!