Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Ange withdrew his Boundary-crossing Hand.

Negris wiped nonexistent cold sweat from his nonexistent hand and thought to himself: Kvada, I will never make casual talk with this naive skeleton again, he takes it seriously.

The Bronze Book obediently fell into the center formed by a circle of zombies, emanating a halo that nobody could see. After all, inside the Temple of Rest, it didn’t matter where the Bronze Book was placed.

“You haven’t said what your Divine Technique is? Don’t tell me you haven’t awakened any skills? That’s not possible, as soon as the Divine Fire ignites, you should know what abilities you possess,” Negris said, puzzled.

Ange did not know how to describe it, so he teleported to the farm area with a thought.

Negris followed closely and watched as Ange gently touched a bud that had not yet bloomed.

With Ange’s light touch, the bud instantaneously bloomed, then quickly wilted away, and finally disintegrated into ashes. The whole process took less than a tenth of a second.

Negris leapt up, incredulously exclaiming, “Kvada, Rapid Death? Aura? Does such a divine technique actually exist?”

“Accelerate death?” Ange tilted his head questioningly.

Negris explained, “Rapid Death, I always thought this supposed Divine Technique was made up. Within the Rapid Death Aura, all life forms would rapidly burn their life force, accelerating their entire life cycle to the point of death, whether animal or plant, their entire life cycle would accelerate.”

“In your aura, a creature that could live a hundred years could possibly die of old age after staying in it for just a few hours. No defensive magic or equipment can resist it, only comparable boundaries or domains.”

“This is too twisted. Whoever fights against you will have to face the risk of Rapid Death. After half an hour of fighting with you, they’ll age by more than ten years. Who would dare to mess with you if their lifespan is short?”

“That’s not fair, why could you awaken such a practical divine technique?

Towards the end, Negris seemed a little resentful, why couldn’t he himself awaken such a practical skill?

Ange ignored him and ran into the middle of the field, stomping down a footprint in the open ground.

After gaining the Boundary-crossing Hand, Ange had been multitasking, farming in this area all the while, having sown seeds in a good three hundred acres, taking up one-tenth of the entire farm area.

This was almost the maximum that one of his older skeletons could till. However, now that he had mastered the Scythe of Death, the harvesting speed greatly increased. It seemed he could handle even more crops.

The moment he stomped down his foot, the crops around started sprouting, growing, earing, filling, blooming, setting fruits, ripening… at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Perhaps because of the large coverage area, the acceleration process was not as fast, taking a full three hours for the crops to complete their entire growth cycle. Just as they were about to enter the wilting phase and turn into ashes, Ange suddenly interrupted the Instant Death Halo, guiding his Boundary-crossing Hand and wielding the Scythe of Death over the crops.

The entire acceleration process abruptly stopped.

Negris closed his book with a smack, refusing to watch any longer. He knew it would turn out like this, every skill that comes into Ange’s possession turns into a farming skill. Kvada, could this be the reason why he could awaken practical techniques?!

Silver Coin clutched his box tightly, refusing to let go, “No way, I won’t give it up. Where the man is, the box is. If the box is lost, the man is lost.”

No way, Chairman Silver Coin, with you and your box combined, you’re too big. Our Teleportation Array can’t transport it. Don’t worry, after you teleport over, we’ll transport your box over to you immediately,” Lan tried to persuade him.

“No way, I would rather not go back than part with it,” Silver Coin flatly refused.

“Well, then we’ll send the box over first, then send you over, okay?” Lan proposed a new plan.

“No way, that is even more unacceptable, what if it gets lost? No goblin would allow his junk shop to leave his side. You guys should stop trying.” Silver Coin was unwavering.

Lan was getting a little angry, “If our Teleportation Array wasn’t too small, if you didn’t have any connections in the human world, would we bother asking for your help? We discussed so much, gave you so many favorable conditions, yet now you’re backing out because of a box?”

“Our discussion didn’t involve separating me from my box. Nothing can separate me from my box, give it up. If I knew you wanted to separate me from my box, I would’ve absolutely refused to negotiate,” Silver Coin retorted angrily.

“Would the power of money suffice?” Lisa stepped forward to hold back the raging Lan, walked up to Silver Coin, took his hand, and placed a bottle of Holy Essence Liquid in his palm.

“The stuff in your box is so random and messy, it’s not worth much. You’ve also said before, something like this unadulterated Holy Essence Liquid can sell for 1500 Demon Crystals in the human world, equivalent to 15,000 Dwarf Gold Coins. Well, can this change your mind?” Lisa asked.

Hearing about the 1500 Demon Crystals, Silver Coin immediately clenched the bottle, a conflicted expression on his face.

Indeed, the contents of his box were very cluttered. Finding the right buyer for items like the Bronze Dragon Scales, would fetch a high price of 500 Demon Crystals. But without the right buyer, many things were worthless..