Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

On the sea off the eastern coast of the continent, a dozen or so giant whales were frolicking in glee. They swam swiftly, herding schools of fish toward the center from all directions, and then dove underneath the mass of fish, surfacing with their gaping mouths wide open.

They could gulp down tons of live fish at once, making their feeding efficiency extraordinarily high.

These whales were leisurely. They were massive creatures, measuring sixty meters at times and weighing thousands of tons with almost no natural predators in the ocean. Until they encountered…

Suddenly, a whale let out an ultra-low frequency sound, swiftly diving deep into the ocean. The rest of the whales followed suit, bringing a significant amount of air with them into the water. This caused large areas of bubbles to surge upward, forming fountain-like circles on the water’s surface.

Just after the whales had vanished into the water, a silvery figure swept across the surface with high speed, leaving a trail along the water’s surface.

It was a slender, silver dragon that was perhaps thirty meters long but quite thin. Unlike most dragons, which are typically portly, this silver dragon seemed almost hollow-bellied. Instead, it had wide shoulders and a broad back.

The narrowed belly and broadened shoulders had turned the silver dragon from a typical chubby dragon to a fit and good-looking one, making people wonder whether it had a six-pack under its scales.

A trill of mischief echoed from the silver dragon as it watched the panicking giant whales submerged underwater. It abruptly jerked its left wing, spun, and shot into the sky from the water surface. Only when it reached hundreds of meters into the air did it fully spread its wings, flapping forcefully to fly in the direction it came.

In that direction, the sky was filled with silhouettes, filling it as if enveloping the entire sky. Spoiling the whole scene, there were more than sixty giant dragons. There were only eighty-some dragons on Dragon Island, so excluding the old, weak, sick, and disabled, it could be said that the dragon clan had emptied the nest for this occasion.

Upon the return of the silver dragon to a forty-meter-long Gold Dragon, it said excitedly:

“This is fantastic, Brucek! The sky, ocean, and wind are completely different from that of Dragon Island. Even the air here tastes sweeter than Dragon Island. It’s absolutely incredible! Are we here to slaughter humans and elves on land and make it a territory for giant dragons?”

Brucsk, the current Clan Leader of the dragon clan, was taken aback after hearing the words of the Silver Dragon. He widened his eyes at the Silver Dragon and said, “Yulanda, how could you have such thoughts? Have you lost your mind?”

Yulanda, the Silver Dragon, retorted, “Why have I gone mad? Aren’t humans always talking about slaying dragons, falsely accusing us of plundering treasures, kidnapping princesses, killing their heroes, and even taking a pee in their wells? Then we should show them how it’s done.”

“Compared to the Minotaur, their Princess, a malnourished-looking creature, is not nearly as nice-looking, and their treasures are ugly and not finely crafted, and not even a tenth as beautiful as those of the Elves. They fear others will take their treasures and behave like beggars all the time, making me livid! And peeing in their well? The saliva and urine of us dragons have magic power. Isn’t it better to water the land with it? Why should we pee into their well?”

Yulanda grumbled indignantly.

Brucsk was perplexed, “What are you saying?”

“A knight’s novel, of course.” Yulanda said, as though it was self-evident.

Brucsk gave his right wing a slight shake and ruthlessly used the wind element to whip Yulanda,”You believe what’s written in a knight’s novel! You take what’s in a knight’s novel seriously! You brainless fool.”

Yulanda, having been whipped, cowered and flew a considerable distance away. But soon, it flew back and shouted across a few body lengths:

“The knight’s novel may not be right, but aren’t humans always defaming us? Why not exterminate these ant-like creatures, expand our territory, and step onto land? We’re suffocating on this tiny island.”

Brucsk found that little Yulanda’s thoughts were quite dangerous—did he fail to care for him enough?

No, it’s all because of those knight novels that filled his head with rubbish. These novels have corrupted Yulanda, it has nothing to do with us, the parents, who are unanimously caring, accompanying, guiding, and educating!!!

Brucsk decided to dismiss Yulanda’s dangerous thoughts and asked, “Do you know why our dragon clan has to confine itself to Dragon Island? Why no dragon is allowed to approach the mainland within a range of one hundred kilometers and must receive an invitation and hold the Green Entry Permit Scroll to set foot on land?”

“Yeah, why? Do these chickens known as humans even deserve to ‘grant permission’ to our mighty dragon clan?” Yulanda asked with wide eyes.

“Because we lost to humans and got kicked out, you dummy!” Brusek suddenly exploded with magic power around him, and an elemental dragon phantom formed in front of him, roaring loudly.

The wind and water from the phantom’s roar covered Yulanda’s face like spit.

Yulanda, though covered in water, was so shocked that he forgot to wipe it. He gawked incredulously and muttered, “We, the dragon clan, were driven away? By those humans who could be squashed like ants? Driven away? Defeated? How is that possible?”

“What’s not possible!” The phantom disappeared, but Brucsk’s head was already in Yulanda’s face, and his real saliva sprayed Yulanda’s face, “Do you think our ancestors were all good dragons, polite, humble, self-sacrificing, willingly leaving the bountiful land for the barren islands, relying on the wind for nourishment and the dew for comfort, and getting close to nature aren’t they?”