My Summons Are All Gods

"I've never seen the black trees again."

Apollo thought about what Simmons had said, and he did not believe it. He shoveled the ground.

When the island came up, it had already been covered with the strange black trees. Those trees had left a deep impression on Apollo, not only because they were so strong that even His Majesty found it difficult to split them open.

Until now, no one had any clue. When everyone was using the black trees to take refuge, these black trees had actually burrowed into the ground. That time, the Sky Dynasty had almost fallen here.

According to the memories of that day, if they were digging for underground water here, it was very likely that they would see the black trees underground again.

Although His Majesty had emphasized that there must be something wrong with the black trees, it was best not to provoke them.

However, they had to solve the water problem now. Although the distillation method proposed by Bulanda could bring a certain amount of safe water to everyone, it would still require the demolition of a tall tower.

If possible, no one here would be willing to destroy what His Majesty had left behind.

So, if they could dig into the underground river, it would be the best.

Apollo dug very deep, he straightened his back with all his strength then only could he scoop out the soil.

There was no strange phenomenon.

Apollo frowned. In fact, it was not that he had to see the black tree.

But the hole left by the black tree when it drilled into the ground was something that should have been there.

However, the ground was now flat and complete, and there was no trace of anything that had burrowed into the ground.

After half a day, Apollo dug into the layer of hard rock that they had previously reported.

It was a layer of bluish-gray rock, but it was still too small to be described as a rock. Apollo roughly estimated that this rock was even bigger than this island, supporting a large area of the Ghost Swamp.

Apollo didn't want to touch thing of unknown origin. Instead, he used a shovel and knocked on it a few times, making a crisp sound. It didn't look that easy to destroy.

"Let me try."

Like all adventure stories, each main character had to go through difficulties to get something.

So Apollo vaguely felt that the underground river that jumped up and down as reported previously might be visible after opening this layer of rock.

Apollo circulated some divine power. In his mind, this was enough to smash the rock.

Then, Apollo used the divine power on the shovel and tried to open the rock layer.

"It's useless. We've tried it before."

Seeing this scene, Simmons didn't stop him. He knew that if Apollo didn't try it, he wouldn't feel satisfied.

However, they had already tried when they discovered this layer of rock yesterday.

No matter how much divine power they had, they could not hurt this layer of rock.

They could not even leave a scratch on it. The toughness of this layer of rock was far beyond everyone's imagination.

Sure enough, with a crisp bang, the bone shovel that was wrapped in Apollo's divine power broke into more than two pieces the moment it touched the layer of rock.

"This is too hard."

Apollo looked at the shovel in his hand that was broken and could no longer be used. He shook his head and sighed after a long time.

This was also illogical. Apollo had seen it once before, and that was the black trees.

What he did not expect was that there was soft soil under their feet, and under the soil was a layer of stone that was so hard that it could not be broken.

"This is also a good thing."

Simmons shrugged and said, "At least this shows that everyone's feet are safe."

Previously, the Sky Dynasty had the Great Wall blocking them, so it could be said that they were completely isolated from the monsters that could only live on land.

What they were worried about next was the flying monsters. However, those monsters were guarded by the firepower of the tower, and they were also partially injured by His Majesty's flying sword. Therefore they did not really create any threat.

Then, they began to worry about whether there would be monsters that could dig holes in the ground.

After all, some of these monsters looked similar to the monsters on Earth, whether in terms of their habits or appearance.

If there were monsters like pangolins that entered the base camp from the underground, it would be very troublesome.

However, today, they had also verified that if they dug holes in the ground, they would soon encounter the hard rock layer. Therefore, if they wanted to launch a large-scale attack on the Sky Dynasty from the underground, the passage was very small, and the threat was not as big as they had imagined.

A day later, they still did not discover anything. Either they did not dig into the so-called underground river, or they were blocked by the layer of hard rock.

"Let's go, Apollo. It seems that we have to cut down a tall tower."

As Simmons spoke, he had already begun to demolish the tall tower.

Seeing the things left behind by His Majesty being sawed open, many people still felt a little uncomfortable. They used the excuse of wanting to do other work and go elsewhere, and not to look at this scene.

They overthrew and sawed open the tower and used it as a raw material to make a distillation machine.

The chief designer was, of course, Bulanda. Bulanda had actually only made a larger distillation bowl, and it was divided into three parts.

The tower was sawed open from the middle, from a "cylinder" to two "semi-cylinders.".

The semi-cylinder made up the first part of the distillation, which was placed at the bottom to hold the sludge.

The other semi-cylinder, which could be used as a lid, was placed at the top of the whole machine to prevent the steam from escaping.

The middle part was the most complicated, it had to have a small hole protruding upward, and it had to be able to hold water.

This part was not something that could be done in a short period of time. What Bulanda meant was that they could only saw the tower into small pieces, and then slowly put them together according to the shape they wanted.

"Why don't you take this opportunity to rest?"

Apollo heard Simmons's teasing voice.

Indeed, although Apollo was currently the leader of everyone, what he did every day was extremely monotonous, which was to bask the fur and bones in the sun.

The skins of the monsters were one of the best materials to keep out the cold. According to Simmons, even the Endless Tower was divided into four seasons. The next season was summer, but it was still the coldest time of spring.

In addition, the tents were still a little inadequate, so the skins of the monsters still had to be made.

And by the time the distillation machine was done, Apollo's daily task would be added with boiling water.