Chapter 221

To the north of the owl forest is a downstream area called the sheripo River, where the sheripo river divides and turns from a large river into a water system with dense water network, which can be said to be a spectacle.

After all, most of the rivers gray knows converge into a big river one by one in the upper reaches, but few rivers are divided into countless rivers in the lower reaches, at most one or two.

The vertical and horizontal water veins create the largest swamp wetland in Narnia.

But now, there is only a huge snow field, or ice field, and nothing green can be seen.

"How big!" Little Molly blinked and exclaimed, looking like she had never seen the world.

"What I saw on the mountain before is not more spectacular than this?" Gray said funny.

He felt that the scene of seeing the vast white sky and earth on the mountain was more magnificent than such a scene.

"I can't remember what I saw yesterday." Little Molly hummed.

Gray shrugged and strode forward.

From the owl forest, he went straight here, the hometown of the snake people a hundred years ago, the huge northern swamp.

However, like other parts of Narnia, the northern swamps are also covered with thick snow, and where there are a lot of rivers, they are also covered with thick ice.

Gray spent more than an hour in the northern swamp, but he only explored part of it, but that's enough.

Gray walked on the ice for a few steps and suddenly got a meal at his feet. The stick in his hand forced a pestle on the ground. The red flame began at his feet and spread around in a circle. Before long, a sea of fire with a diameter of more than kilometers appeared on this huge ice cover.

Seen from above, the huge sea of fire reflects all the surrounding ice and snow red, and makes these ice and snow melt continuously.

However, as the line of sight continues to rise, the sea of fire with a diameter of more than kilometers is a circle of fire. When the line of sight can be incorporated into the whole northern swamp, the sea of fire is just a red dot on the canvas.

With the melting of ice and snow, thick white fog shrouded the area, but soon, a strong wind blew and the thick fog was swept away.

Gray looked at the dark and humid land under his feet. The thick ice and snow had disappeared. The soil was soft after the ice and snow thawed, but there was no green in the eye.

Gray frowned. "Can such a place be used as a base?"

What he is looking for is a place with enough food output. Even if the place under his feet is fertile, vast and suitable for the action of the snake people, he is not satisfied.

Nanya residents have no habit of planting, because this vast and rich land will provide them with rich food, so they don't need to be able to cultivate. They just need to pick from the ground, pick from trees and hunt to feed themselves.

But there is no green here. Is it difficult for him to teach the snake people how to cultivate, and then really implement the policy of building walls and accumulating grain?

How could he spend so much time here? According to the time flow comparison of the previous world, gray set himself that he could not stay in this world for more than five years at most.

In five years, the time of the kingdom will be at least one or two months. It has been a long time. If it is longer, the Marquis Riley is estimated to be crazy.

Suddenly, Gray's feet floated and left the ground.

At his feet, on the newly thawed land, a large number of green buds are growing and growing into lush grassland at an incredible speed.

Not only that, some insects also drill out of the soil and devote themselves to hard work.

Fresh water appears in some low-lying areas, flooding half of the grass stems, just like the lawn after rain.

After gray was surprised, a thick smile appeared on his face, "it's much easier to do this. It's really a magical land."

Someone was amazed at this situation, but the two little guys didn't feel surprised at all. They rolled into the grass one after another, beating and making noise, and their bodies were stained with soil and grass debris.

Regardless of them, gray stepped on the soft land again and paced slowly in the small grass.

A few minutes later, the grass here has grown to the height of his legs. Some have stopped growing, and some are still growing.

Gray bent down and picked a fruit that looked like strawberries from a grass, put it in front of his nose, smelled it, gently scraped a piece of pulp and put it into his mouth, and finally put the whole fruit into his mouth.

"Little Molly esteen, come here quickly. I found delicious fruit." Waving to the two little guys, gray lowered his head and continued to look for it. He found that many plants here bear fruit, and most of them are edible.

"He can really do it." After gray left the only green between heaven and earth, a group of owls flew over and looked at the grass and said in surprise.

"We knew he could, didn't we? This is not a miracle, but a precursor to the beginning of the prophecy. " An owl nodded calmly.

"Soil, grass, fruit, my God, I like it here."

An owl gave a strange laugh, its wings closed, and its round body fell on the grass and rolled happily.

The other owls also made several shouts, rolling into the grass one by one, unaware that they were covered with wet soil.

Occasionally I met the fruit on the plant, opened my mouth and ate it. It was even more exciting to meet some small insects.

"What should we do?" An owl asked as it rolled.

"What can I do? We can do whatever the king says. We don't need to consider these. "

"Shut up, it's not your turn to make decisions. Go and report these things to the leader."

"Why don't you go?"

"I also want to see if the ice and snow will cover here again. You go back first and I'll come back when I confirm."

"Tell them to go, I won't go."

"Find a fight!"

After a while, two owls wrestled together, and then more owls joined. They just wanted to fight and play for nothing else. They haven't been so happy for a long time.

Above the grass, none of these owls noticed that a vigorous eagle was hovering over the sky. Its keen eagle eyes looked down at the land below, as if they wanted to bring every detail into their eyes.

Suddenly, the eagle circled down and landed at the other end of the kilometer grassland. He grabbed several plants with fruits from the grassland and flew into the sky again towards the owl forest.

An hour later, gray came back here again, looked at the green grass, and showed a sure smile.

The grassland did not disappear. The message he got was that the magic of the white witch would soon supplement all the melted ice and snow, instead of growing a vibrant grassland as it is now.

"Is it the power of that prophecy? No, it's the rule power of Narnia. Narnia recognizes my human identity, so I have the ability to resist the magic of the white witch, and my melted ice and snow will not recover. "

"A magical land with countless magical rules."

Back to the cave where the snake man lived, gray took out a few piles of fruits that the two little guys picked and gave them to the snake man.

There are hundreds of snake people. If one can get two or three of these fruits, they have disappeared. However, all snake people have unprecedented morale, full of hope for the future, and full of gratitude and admiration for gray.

And this is only brought by a few fruits, which makes gray have to lament the innocence of the Narnia race again.