Chapter 479: A Loving Father in the Garden

Chapter 473 – The Loving Father in the Garden
The gene spores were not gene seeds, and what they contained were not gene fragments of the body, but a special powder that Ogre Owen had turned into by catalyzing the epidermal tissue with divine power.

Because of the demigod level of life, the mutation brought about by the demonic divinity, and the catalyzing of the divine power, these powdered biological tissues didn’t lose their activity, on the contrary, these special cells with his own characteristics became even more active, which is why they were called gene spores by Owen.

All kinds of characteristics of the addition, so that drink the gene spores of the demon has little resistance, after all, Owen is now a divine demon, his body of the slightest for the ordinary demons are extremely valuable to the point, not to mention still catalyzed by the divine power, rich in nutrients.

Only because the difference in life levels is too great, ordinary demons who drink the soup will easily be assimilated by the gene spores and gradually become characterized by Owen’s features.

But this is not a bad thing, after fusing the gene spores, the demon will obtain stronger vitality and recovery power, while the life form is getting closer to Owen, the life level is also gradually rising, so no demon can resist the temptation of the soup, because this is the ladder for demons to advance.

Handing out bowls of the cooked soup to the attracted imps, soon a group of green strange demons gathered around Owen.

These green demons did not feel hungry because they drank the tonic soup, plus they were also infested with gene spores, so it was rare that they did not brutally kill each other, and fought and jostled more like they were playing, to which Owen, the loving father, was very satisfied, and it wasn’t in vain that he added quite a lot of ingredients into the soup.

Originally wanted to make another pot of soup, but the surrounding bad environment makes Owen very dissatisfied, so communicated with the body to exchange some things, intended to be used to build a beautiful garden.

Owen loved gardens and building them when he was staying at home in the castle basement, and a garden goes better with a compassionate father, so a lot of effort was spent.

It didn’t take long, the edge of the Abyssal Land had an additional weird garden, although it wasn’t as close to the inner circle of the Abyssal Land as it was to the lava flowing everywhere and spewing fiery flames, the land was still dry to the point that there was no moisture and nutrients, even if the life force was more tenacious plants couldn’t possibly grow here, but it just appeared, and that’s where the magic of the system is found.

The fertile oily black soil directly exchanged from the system was covered with a thick layer of rotting plants, and with the nourishing water vapor and suitable temperature, it created the roots of this garden that was fertile to the extreme.

Full of joy, Owen personally planted the first tree in this garden, but this tree soon died.

Owen changed a lot of plants, but except for a few magical plants like those in Zombies, other plants can’t survive here for a long time, just like green plants can’t be kept in pots and taken to the desert, at least not outdoors.

After thinking for a long time, Owen realized that this is not enough vitality, as long as there is enough vitality, it does not matter where it grows.

“A little difficult.” Owen rubbed his hands, which on the contrary made him become more interested.

It wasn’t easy to make plants vibrant, at least ordinary cross-grafting couldn’t, so Owen tried to use divine power to cultivate some special plants.

Although Owen, an ogre who was a demigod, didn’t have divine power, the Golden Tree was able to provide him with a far more constant supply of pure divine power, and it was very convenient to use the additional attributes with a soak of divinity.

Soon Owen discovered that divine power catalyzed with demonic divinity would make the plants more twisted, divine power of plague divinity would make the plants more deadly, and divine power of sorcery divinity would make the plants more bizarre, all of which were interesting.

Seeing the results of the attempts, Owen thought that a garden built with these three plants might be a bit dangerous.

But thinking about the fact that this was the land of the abyss and he was a doting father, so wasn’t it normal for it to be dangerous or something? It had to be said that the plants catalyzed by divine power were each full of vitality, look at the trees with twisted branches and trunks, the flowers with highly poisonous aromas, and the brightly colored mushrooms, which were using the demon flesh and blood brought back by the green demon as fertilizer, growing happily and filling every inch of the garden, which was very nice, very demonic, and very doting father.

Satisfied, Owen redeemed a large wet swamp in the center of the garden, with putrid, rotten mud, thick green pools of water, and thick floating weeds that nourished all sorts of small creatures, while making it a favorite place for the imps to play.

For the newly born imps, adapting to the blazing hot environment of the Abyssal Land was still a bit of a stretch, so coming to this strange place to play or take a dip from time to time was a rare treat for them, not to mention that if they were lucky, they could even mix up a bowl of soup and grow up to become a very strong and strong green demon at first glance, which was even more enjoyable.

Sitting beside the swamp, Owen happily set the soup pot on the never-ending campfire, humming a monotonous tune, beating the beat with his feet while slowly stirring the simmering soup, adding some new ingredients from time to time, rubbing his fingers together to sprinkle some gene spores, and then when he felt that it was almost ready, he would serve a bowl of soup for the nearby demons to taste it.

If the response was good and the demons who drank it became stronger, then the new recipe would be recorded on the Ogre Gourmet Spectrum.

If it was worse, add some more ingredients and continue to simmer, and if it failed, it would be poured into the swamp aside to serve as fertilizer for the entire garden.

In the process, a green demon that received the feeding became fatter, healthier and happier, and even learned to sing and dance from the beat of the song Owen hummed.

Although it was just a lame song and dance with vague roars and belly slaps and foot stomps, Owen was still very happy to see it, after all, silly fun is also fun, even the body’s depression from being targeted by the Noble Goddess before was relieved for a few points.

At the same time, Owen was very pleased, because it proved that his transformation was becoming more and more successful.

Demons that only knew how to kill were meaningless to Owen, and meaningless to the main world as well, and at the same time couldn’t solve the problem of the Abyssal Land.

But Owen got some inspiration from the evil energy and tried to use his own method to pollute and convert the Abyssal Land.

Everyone pollutes, so let’s see which one is stronger, that’s what Owen came up with, and the garden was his one successful attempt.

As for whether it would have a worse effect on the main world, this was not so bad, not that Owen was confident, but at worst he would transfer the pollution to the space of authority, and create a happy garden for the green devils, unlike the land of the abyss which was nailed down and couldn’t move.

Only these were still a bit far away, the size of the garden was too insignificant compared to the whole of the Abyssal Land, and at the moment Owen’s main concern was that in the process he had gained a deeper understanding of divinity, priesthood and authority.

This was important because Owen was not considered a true deity, not only because he had yet to gather five points of the same divinity, but also because his understanding of divinity and priesthood, as well as authority, was too superficial.

It couldn’t be helped, how long had it been since he became a god, and how long had he been cultivating and accumulating, there was just too much that he lacked with the full-on system turned on.

And through the battle or faith to deepen comprehension, Owen and unwilling, rare to find that cooking soup, planting grass, raising demons can deepen the understanding of this area, why not, right now he even the group of dungeon drowned mother of the Drowned do not want to, all day pondering how to boil soup, planting flowers, raising pets.

(End of chapter)