Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Sava was feeling better than she ever had, a question emerged, and quickly a train of thought followed. She tested her idea on a whim, and she succeeded.

The validation process was very smooth. This dragon beside her was not only a knowledge bank, answering any question she had, but the poker-faced man next to her was also an all-purpose toolkit, able to produce or find substitutes for any materials needed.

“I need to crush these materials…” Before she could finish, Ange grabbed the ingredients, his hand rapidly exuding a chill that froze them stiff. Then with a casual grind, they were crushed into powder, uniformly ground.

“Freeze-drying then crushing, you’re amazing,” Sava said in amazement.

Ange tilted his head, is that amazing? But this isn’t even magic, it’s just simple element control.

“I want these materials to be as dry as possible.… Alright, they’re dry enough.” Sava didn’t even know what to say. As soon as she finished speaking, she could see the powder getting drier and the contact of her fingertips easily crumbled it.

This was just simple element control, separating water elements from the powder. Many wizards could do this, but very few could do it as casually as he did.

“Let’s add gelatin, do you have any?” Sava turned to ask.

Negris couldn’t stand it: “You don’t have gelatin? You are a pharmacist, don’t you have this basic material?”

Sava replied shamefacedly: “I was too hungry, I couldn’t resist eating it.”

“… Try to boil some now.” Negris was speechless, so poor that the pharmacist had to eat the materials. Truly a qualified pharmacist.

The so-called gelatin here refers to the translucent, edible, and sticky substance that is cooked from materials such as animal skin, hooves, hair, and scales, used to wrap the powder to slow the release of the medicine.

Where to find skin, hooves, hair, or scales in such a short time? Negris eyes flicked towards the waist of the Minotaur girl. Vania, gnawing on a beetroot, juice dribbling, was still hungry as Sava had stolen half of her pot of food. Seeing Negris looking at her, she gave a simple, silly smile.

Fortunately, there were live horses in the Resting Camp. The horses that they had captured from the bandits were all kept on the edge of the field, well-fed and glossy from feasting on beetroot leaves and grains.

A purple golden skeleton hand floated to a horse’s bottom, cutting off a piece of skin. Before the horse could scream, a mass of Holy Light landed on it to heal the wound.

Repeating the process, he cut the rump skin off more than a dozen horses and then healed them with Purify. This left each horse with a bare patch on their bottoms.

“Wow, such beautiful horse hides. Would it be a waste to boil them? Wouldn’t it be great to tan them and use them to make a wallet?” Sava suggested regretfully.

Negris was speechless. The Viscountess was so poor that she was coveting a little piece of hide. Without sudden wealth, her character probably wouldn’t change.

“If the bug repellent is successfully invented … wait, let me check the market first.” After saying that, he pulled Ange aside, contacted silver coin using Soul Contact. After some discussion, mainly analysis by silver coin, they concluded: “If this kind insect repellent is successful, then the patent could be worth at least a hundred thousand Demon Crystals.”

“Good, so a thousand demon crystals.” Negris quickly agreed, reducing the price by a factor of a hundred.

When a thousand Demon Crystals were laid out in front of Sava, the eyes of this poverty-stricken Viscountess were aglow with greed.

The energetic Sava lit the Magical Crystal Stove, added a little activator, and began to boil the horse hide. With the help of the activator, the water quickly thickened. After filtering out the impurities, she got a small bowl of brown gelatin.

“I need to break down these materials, but sir, I don’t have a decomposition rod anymore.” Sava scratched her head, confessing embarrassedly.

“Okay, what kind of decomposition rod are you used to using?” Negris asked irritably.

“I’ve used rosewood, jujube, and driftwood. I’ve also used mithril a few times at my mentor’s,” Sava replied.

“What about World Tree?” Negris asked.

“Er, are you joking? I’ve heard of it but I’ve never seen it. How could I have seen a decomposition rod made of the World Tree? Even my mentor has never seen it. It’s said that the World Tree has a strong decomposition characteristic, and the decomposition rod made from it can break down even Demon Crystals….”

As she spoke, Sava saw Ange take out a piece of wood as big as an arm with a fresh and vibrant aroma. Was this the World Tree?

“Yeah, this is fresh World Tree timber, just cut from the old stump. Hurry up and whittle your decomposition rod. If you’re going to use it, might as well use the best. This stuff has top-notch decomposition effects, it can indeed decompose Demon Crystals. A little while back, someone made a part of the decomposition structure of the Magic Egg Cannon out of a sick branch,” Negris murmured.

Sava was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the log. She didn’t hear much else, but even if she was slow, she could sense how special the people in front of her were. Not only did they know everything and had knowledge more profound than her mentor’s, they also possessed a seemingly boundless magical container, and now they had even brought out a branch of the World Tree.

God! Their support was thicker than she could have imagined. Sava had the feeling that she had bitten off more than she could chew. What should she do?

“There’s no dry frying stove, what should I do?” After a while, Sava ran into another problem.

“That’s easy, this is fireproof silk cloth. You can wrap the materials in it and put it in the fire to dry.”

“It won’t burn? What kind of cloth is so miraculous?”

Under Ange’s guidance and Negris’s points, the pace of research and development moved ahead rapidly, smoother than ever before.