Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

The female wizard tore off her clothes until she was completely bare, slapping herself frantically to ensure there were no bugs on her. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief. However, just as she exhaled, she suddenly noticed Ange and his group. Three people, a horse, and a dragon were lined up, eight eyes upon her; the horse’s eyes were covered.

The feeling was akin to going to the toilet in pitch darkness, only to find someone holding up your buttocks the moment you squat down: There’s someone there!

The female wizard began to scream, covering her face with one hand and swinging with the other.

Negris was shocked to see that the outstretched hand of the woman ripped through space and dragged out a Dimensional Sickle, a crescent-shaped attack.

Dimensional Sickle, the signature attack of a Space System Mage, possessed an overwhelming power as it sliced through the very space where the target resided.

If one were to get hit by a Dimensional Sickle, probably only Ange, transformed into Steadfast Locke, could withstand it.

But it was not the Dimensional Sickle that struck fear in Ange; it was this female wizard, who nonchalantly swung it. Her horrifying strength was certainly on the level of the Arcane Magicians.

Under such pitch darkness, not a single spirit in sight, was he now faced with an Arcane Magician in this underground cave?

Just as these two elements were proving horrifying enough, something even more shocking happened. Without releasing the Dimensional Sickle, the female wizard grabbed it and violently crushed it.

The female wizard, hands covering her face, bowed and apologized, “Sorry, sorry, you were here first. You didn’t intend this. It was my rudeness. I apologize.”

As she spoke, she made a big step forward, and with a quick whoosh, her naked figure disappeared.

Negris and Lightning exchanged glances. It was then Negris realized he covered nothing; Lightning’s eyes were as large as a horse’s, and her paw, stretched to its limit, could only manage to cover half…

“Did you like what you see? The naked human?” Negris asked teasingly.

“Not really, Minotaur Auntie is more attractive,” Lightning responded with a pout.

“What?! You’ve seen Minotaur Auntie? I’ll tell your mother, who had explicitly instructed us to watch you, to keep you from learning bad things,” Negris exclaimed, his eyes wide.

Lightning snorted dismissively, “Like I need to learn?”

Indeed, she didn’t. This damn horse was terrible enough.

A strong spatial fluctuation occurred again, and the naked female wizard, covering her face, reappeared in her original position, picking up her oversized Magic Wand and saying, “I left something.”

As soon as her voice fell, she disappeared with another whoosh.

Negris felt a bit sour. This female wizard had already used the spatial transportation four times in the few dozen seconds since her appearance. When did spatial transportation become as common as cabbage, or was it that this female wizard was so strong that she used spatial transportation as casually as using cabbage?

All eyes finally fell on the pile of robes and underwear that the female wizard had removed, guessing she would have to return for them.

Unfortunately, they were wrong. The female wizard did not return even after two minutes.

“Was she shouting ‘bugs, bugs’ when she was undressing because there were bugs on it, and she didn’t want them anymore?” Lightning speculated.

“Possibly,” Negris replied, flying over and picking up the clothes on the ground, shaking them. There were no bugs.

“Given the strength of this female wizard, what kind of bug could get on her?” Negris remarked.

As soon as he finished speaking, Negris and Lightning had a sudden realization. They didn’t need to question what kind of bug she would encounter here.

“If she was naturally afraid of bugs, and suddenly, a swarm of beetles and insects rushed at her, would she be frightened? Some people have a natural fear of particular things. My mother really hates fleas. If there’s a flea in the house, she would change everything,” Lightning complained.

“Naeli would, too. Several times, if I hadn’t stopped her, she would have hit herself with the Dragon Breath. Do you know why? She sent her Dragon Speaker to Ange just to learn the Face Purification Technique to purify the bugs from her,” Negris sighed, gathering the wizard’s robes. If they met the female wizard again, he would return them to her.

As they gathered and squeezed things together, something appeared. They turned out to be two books and a bag, one book was the Archmage’s Manual, the other was the Applied Spell Book for a Space Mage, and the bag was a Magic Space Bag.

“No way, what a coincidence,” Negris murmured in disbelief, opening the ‘Applied Spell Book’ as he spoke.

The thin book that was half a finger thick, once opened, instantly expanded into a large tome two hands’ width thick. Its weight also increased correspondingly and fell from Negris’s hands.

After falling onto the ground, it shut its cover and reverted into a thin, half-finger-thick booklet.

Negris was astounded, “Using the Space Compression Technique on a book, isn’t that excessively extravagant?”

Picking it up, he flew back and placed the book on Lightning’s back to flip through it.

“Are you treating me like a book stand? And about Naeli, how did she survive before learning the Face Purification Technique? Do I need to cultivate another wizard who knows the technique to send to my mother?” Lightning queried.

“She was bigger before, normal sized bugs didn’t bother her. But now that she’s smaller, she can see them, which is why she couldn’t tolerate them,” Negris explained as he flipped through the pages of the book, which once again expanded into a large tome.

Negris quickly turned to the index page and flipped to the page he wanted according to the number. He quickly found what he wanted: from novice to expert in Teleportation Scrolls.