Chapter 751

Before long, a group of elves flew up under the leadership of Arlo, with some seeds in their hands.

Gray and Mary Pherson have returned to normal. Mary Pherson is not ready to show her lovely side in front of the elves. She wants to maintain the mask she has made.

After inspection, the elves told him that the land of the floating island was not good. It took a long time to improve the soil of the floating island, and then plants could be planted, so that the plants could grow well.

Gray naturally had no problem with this. He transferred the floating island to a water area, and then a few kilometers of floating island fell into the water area to facilitate the activities of the elves.

When the floating island was placed in the water, gray suddenly felt the connection between the floating island and the land and seemed to be drawing something from it.

But he carefully explored, but he found nothing, and he didn't feel that way anymore.

However, gray always doesn't believe in illusion. Especially after his mental power becomes strong and his magic control rises to a higher level, his perception becomes more and more acute, and there is little possibility of perception error.

Gray sat down on the floating island and spread his mental power over the whole floating island.

Floating island is his thing, not just ownership, but in some mysterious rules, this thing is his and belongs to personal binding. Even if he wants to give it away, he can't give it away.

Therefore, he also has some gains on the island, such as faster recovery, reduced consumption and other small buffs.

With this gain, gray quickly explored every corner of the floating island, but there were no abnormalities.

"What's the matter?" Mary feisen was surprised that he suddenly sat down and closed his eyes. Seeing that he was back to normal, she hurried over and asked.

"Nothing. I feel that the island has changed, but I can't find it." Gray shook his head and didn't care. "It's okay. I'll pay attention to small things."

He looked at her and Arlo and didn't really rest assured. He smiled brightly, "I think it may be a good thing, not a bad thing. If something bad happens, I will feel a little. You know, I'm the most powerful magician."

Gray didn't deceive them. He really felt it when there was a crisis.

As for determining that the floating island is OK, it is because the floating island is his. If there is really a bad situation on the floating island, his feeling will only be more obvious. It will not flash away like this. There is no special feeling.

I just want to find out what has changed, but I really don't know. In fact, it's nothing. Just pay attention to it in the future.

Hearing what Gray said, the two people were relieved, "be careful. We'll help you if there's anything."

The three stood high and watched the elves work like playing below. They took a handful of dead leaves to the floating island.

Gray touched his chin and held it up a little. It's too inefficient.

As a magician, gray couldn't stand moving materials manually, so he decided to do it himself.

In an instant, countless small whirlwinds formed in the forest and flew to the floating island with dead leaves on the ground.

Half an hour later, the whole floating island was covered with a thick layer of leaves.

"Leaves alone can't do. There are also some insects to help loosen the soil." However, gray is not good at collecting and scraping this time. Some rotten leaves are nothing, but if the ground is scraped down one layer, it will still have an impact on other plants in Moore forest.

He doesn't want his floating island built and the elves' home destroyed. At that time, the elves may hate themselves and won't help themselves in the future.

A large amount of silt was fished out of the river and laid on the lake. Gray looked at the floating island full of dead leaves and was a little distressed.

Sure enough, the road still needs to go step by step. So many dead leaves are spread here. It takes time to decay. Before they return to the land, the wind will probably fly all over the sky?

If only the soil of the floating island could turn itself and bury all the dead leaves in the soil!

There was an idea in my mind that the floating island suddenly shook, and then the soil on it automatically opened and buried all the dead leaves in the soil. The land is softer than ploughed. Now it can be used to farm.

"What's going on?" Mary Pherson and Arlo were startled. They grabbed his arm from left to right, took him into the sky and looked at the island below with vigilance.

"I just thought about it. As a result, the island did what I wanted." Gray weakly explained that it was all right. He did it himself.

"Can you control the island?" Mary fisson was very surprised that gray could carry it with him. If he could control things on the island at will, that would be great···

"It seems so. I haven't found it before." Gray was also very surprised. He didn't find himself in such a strong control over the island. He thought he could only take it out and put it back and carry animals with it.

"You can control everything above. If you are above, can't you be omnipotent? If you are above, you are..." Mary fisson pondered for a moment, her eyes were bright, "God!"

Gray's heart beat violently, not because of the word God, because he was already God, the God of the sea.

Mainly because he can do whatever he wants on the island. He can control everything. The island is like his kingdom of God.

"However, such a big floating island, even if it can control everything, it doesn't seem to be of great use!" Gray shook his head slightly. The floating island was as big as a village. It didn't seem to be enough for anything. He could only make his own garden.

"Subjects, bring what you think useful!" Mary fisson's eyes were bright. She felt it necessary to build the island.

As long as gray is on this island, he can be invincible in any situation in the future.

He can just take this island with him and take it out at any time, so that he won't encounter any danger when he travels in the future.

The elves cheered and dispersed, ready to find something they thought useful.

"Gray, you're great!" Arlo's eyes were full of small stars. It was the first time she saw Gray turn over all the land on the island with such a powerful means.

"Go, I'll take you out to play!" Gray looked beyond the forest, which is the land of the human kingdom, and it is vast and sparsely populated, and many places are wasteland.

Mary fisson didn't want to go out. He flew out of the forest with Arlo. Gray came to a place close to the water source. In theory, in such a place, the land would be more fertile and there would be more earthworms.

He decided to do it, buttoned a big piece out of the ground, held it up on his head and went back to the forest.

Arlo sat down on the land and let gray fly with her.

Back in the forest, gray scattered the land on the floating island and mixed it with the original soil.

This land is large, but it is only relatively small compared with the whole island. Even if it is scattered, it only covers a small area.

So gray turned into a hard-working little bee and ran back and forth. Soon he made a small lake in that place, and most areas of the floating island were scattered with the soil.

The old trick was repeated. Gray controlled the soil to roll and mixed all the soil together.