Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

The so-called ‘stuck egg’ is when the hatching time has arrived, but the dragon is still stuck inside the egg. At this point, a giant dragon would already have passed five hundred years of its incubation period, possessing a complete consciousness and even able to communicate with its parents outside of the eggshell. Yet, they can’t break free from the shell.

Some might suggest: why not just break the eggshell?

This brilliantly clever idea was surely tried by the giant dragons. As a result, they got a mentally deficient or even unconscious juvenile dragon, as if the dragon’s soul was shattered along with the eggshell.

That is to say, unless the juvenile dragon leaves the eggshell on its own, even if it can call for its parents through the eggshell, it will still remain stuck. This is the so-called ‘stuck egg’.

Ange took advantage of the nighttime to dig on his barren land. He has now found a very practical method of solidification—grass mats. It was the kind used to cover Naeli’s body.

First, stimulate the growth of grass blankets piece by piece, then drag them onto the sand dunes as coverage. Water thoroughly and propagate them again, the grass mat could take root deep into the sand dunes and flourish.

If some fertilizer is buried in the sand dune, like cow and sheep dung, human and animal remains, and so on, the grass roots can grow more robust. Even after it dies, the grass roots can still consolidate the entire sand dune for a long, long period.

Ange also positioned an Everlasting Spring Stone on top of the highest dune using a wooden pole, arranged with two airfoils so that the night wind from any direction would converge on the Everlasting Spring Stone.

Deserts are formed due to a lack of water, but some are formed because the evaporation exceeds rainfall. The air actually contains plenty of moisture, but thermal convection and condensation cores are needed to form rain.

Some mages who understand weather patterns would release a large amount of condensation core into the air using magic when the air is rich in moisture. They would then cast a large-scale cooling spell to artificially create rainfall.

The Oasis here falls into the category of places with abundant moisture. Setting up an Everlasting Spring Stone can generate thousands of liters of water overnight, enough to moisten the nearby sand dunes.

The water seeping into the ground would be absorbed by the grass roots and grass mats, preventing rapid loss, and conserving water and soil.

Fortunately, the sand robbers left a pile of bodies carelessly exposed on the sandy surface. Ange kindly covered them with grass mats, sprinkled some water on it, and wished their souls rest in peace.

Grass, flourishing and growing, overnight expanded outside the wasteland Ange purchased, extending a massive meadow that covered the sand dune opposite it.

With sand fixation in place, Ange’s wasteland no longer needed to fear being covered by dunes, and he joyfully sowed seeds again, interplanting date trees, and restoring the destruction caused by the sand robbers.

A middle-aged man, nose pointed to the sky, followed Ange closely, pleading earnestly, “Lord Ange, please help me. Accompany me to Dragon Island. As long as you rescue my son who is stuck inside the egg, I’m willing to pay any price, I beg you, Lord.”

“Such a dignified Dragon Clan Chief begging so humbly, it’s quite touching. Crunch, these beets are nice, juicy, and sweet.” Luther sat on the roof of the sandstone houses, munching on beets and passing leftover leaves to Lightning.

Lightning curled his tongue to roll over the leaves, munching while saying, “The Clan Leader is about to explode, I can see the fire in his eyes. He’s angry, he’s not going to lose it and take apart the Lord right?”

“How dare he!” Naeli, who was squatting on the roof, raised her volume and said, “If he dares to disrespect the Lord, I’ll release his magical photocopy of his childhood, baring his ass, pissing, and playing in mud.”

Brooks heard it from afar, his hands desperately grasping in the air, as if he wanted to squeeze something to pieces in a fit of rage.

However, when Ange turned around, he put on a smile again, he had no choice, his only dragon egg was stuck.

“I won’t go, I need to plant.” Ange obstinately refused.

“But, you can also farm on Dragon Island,” Brooks said.

Ange tilted his head, “You won’t eat what I grow.”

Ah? What does that mean?

Negris explained from afar, “He means, you giant dragons are carnivores. You don’t eat plants, so he won’t go there to farm.”

Huh? What kind of weird reason is that? Because they won’t eat, he won’t go there to farm? If you want to farm, just farm. What does it matter whether others eat or not? Dragon Island can let him farm, but they can’t be expected to change their diet for that, right?

Without any plausible reason, Ange simply wanted to farm, farming only edible plants. People eat grain that’s why he planted grains, people eat beets that’s why he planted beets, Axe Potatoes and date trees were all edible, and that’s why Ange planted them.

Of course, he also planted grass seeds, but that was to farm better, classified under farmland water conservation.

Brooks realized from Ange what it meant to be beyond persuasion, and they couldn’t use force because if they could, they would’ve just grabbed Ange away by now.

Out of options, Brooks had to submit, leaving the words, “wait for my return,” and then, made a whooshing sound flying into the sky, turning into a small black dot in an instant.

Located above the East Sea, Dragon Island is more than two thousand kilometers away from the mainland. It consists of a large island with eighteen affiliated small islands, collectively referred to as Dragon Island.

Everyone believes that the giant dragons reside on the largest main island.

The main island is elongated, narrow from the south to the north, and wide in the middle. It reaches over six hundred kilometers at its widest point.

The total area of the main island is six hundred thousand square kilometers. Even if people call it a piece of land, no one would object. If all the plains on the island were to be cultivated into farmland, it could feed forty to fifty million people without any problems.