Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

“So… what should we do? Is there anything we can do to help you?” Negris was completely at a loss, and then suddenly thought of something, looking at Ange.

“Birth, old age, sickness, and decline are all part of life, there’s nothing that needs to be assisted,” the God of Life said in a calm and composed manner, not bothered by the fact that he was ‘dying’.

“But aren’t you worried about the elves?” Negris asked.

The God of Life replied indifferently: “The elves are just one of the species that symbiotically exist with me, no different from the other plants, snakes, insects, rodents, and fungi. Ah, they are smarter, they should take care of themselves.”

Upon hearing this, Negris realized he had misunderstood. Because of the elves, most people tended to regard the Tree of Life as the guardian deity of the elves, completely forgetting that the World Tree not only protected the elves but the whole forest. It is the guardian deity of the forest.

To it, there is no difference between the elves and other species in the forest. The only distinction is their intelligence. However, unicorns also possess wisdom, as do Night Blade Leopards and Bear Goblins.

No wonder when the elves were mentioned, it appeared indifferent, nor did it care about the elves’ restriction on the loss of seeds. Perhaps it regarded all of these as part of life. Otherwise, why couldn’t it have birds and beasts carry the seeds away?

If it’s not worried about the elves and doesn’t need assistance, then why did it urgently reach out to them? To bid them farewell? Negris didn’t think he held that much importance and felt helpless as he asked: “So why did you summon us?”

“Two things…” The God of Life slowly said, which made Negris anxious. He feared it would pass away with unfinished words.

“Firstly, what is this? I sense my aura on it. Whom did I crossbreed with?” As the God of Life spoke, a sphere of light was ‘snatched’ by an invisible force and brought over, hovering in front of Ange and others.

The sphere of light, although ‘captured’, was restless, darting rapidly, struggling to escape the control.

The familiar aura immediately allowed everyone to recognize it. It was the ‘Divine Spirit’ that escaped from the Divine Body – the literal spirit of the God.

“You caught it? As expected, nothing in the forest can escape your notice,” Negris said.

“What is this thing?” The God of Life asked with curiosity.

Negris explained the plan of the Seed God.

“So it is. This unnatural thing should disappear.” The God of Life said indifferently. As soon as the words faded, a force acted upon the ‘Divine Spirit’, shattering it into pieces.

Negris screamed internally: What a waste! Why didn’t you give it to us? Such a good research sample and energy source.

However, he didn’t dare say it out loud. The God of Life had declared it to be against the laws of nature, and they couldn’t oppose it, especially since there was no time.

On the other hand, Ange kept beckoning, guiding those fragments over. Little Angel hopped around, capturing the scattering fragments of the Divine Spirit, as if catching butterflies.

“The second thing is, I want to see the new Tree of Life.” The slow and leisurely voice of the God of Life echoed.

Negris noticed that the God of Life referred to the Tree of Life rather than the World Tree, making him pause. Could he be referring to Little Sapling? How did it know about Little Sapling’s existence? How did it know that Little Sapling was with them?

“The Tree of Life you mentioned is…?” Negris asked tentatively.

“It’s with the Undead God. The Tree of Life’s aura is on it. It has been with you, but I can’t sense its existence,” said the God of Life.

Ange took out Little Sapling.

Little Sapling had gotten used to sudden environmental changes and seemed a bit lazy. However, it quickly became excited because of the significantly different surroundings filled with life auras.

It immediately crawled to the edge of the pot, peeking around to see many trees, grass, and flowers, as well as a huge life aura. This made Little Sapling excited, waving its branches and leaves, and sending out this message: Grow—strong—long—

One could almost hear the amused tone in the voice of the God of Life: “Ha ha ha, such a lively Tree of Life, just as lively as I was back in the day.”

“Hehe, stop messing around, you said it yourself, you weren’t aware when you were little.”, Negris immediately debunked the God of Life’s lie on the spot.

“Uh, did I say that? You must have remembered it wrong, you’re getting old.” The God of Life categorically denied it.

A surge of thought focused on the Little Sapling, this kind of focus, made the Little Sapling even more excited, waving its branches and leaves: hoo – growing – hoo – growing

The God of Life seemed like a worldly-wise old man who suddenly saw his little grandson coming and was so happy that he almost laughed when he spoke: “Hehe, such vitality, this is the real Tree of Life. After I perish, you will be the only Tree of Life in the world.”

Negris suddenly felt a touch of melancholy, a super life that had lived for more than 91,000 years was about to disappear before his eyes, and he couldn’t do anything about it. Is eternal life really so difficult? Even the god who is known as Life can’t do it?

“Growth and death is the law of nature, I can’t defy it, but I can give you a small gift.” As the God of Life spoke, a green light spot suddenly appeared in the air and slowly drifted towards the Little Sapling.

However, before it fell on the Little Sapling, Ange reached out his hand to hold the green light spot and asked, “What is this?”

He behaved just like a parent stopping someone else from randomly feeding his child a snack.

“Some experiences and knowledge from the growth process, some environments that form experiences have already disappeared. It might not encounter these environments when it grows up, so it will be difficult to gain the same experiences. Maybe these experiences will be useful to it in the future.” The God of Life unusually spoke a long sentence.

With this explanation, Ange understood. The God of Life’s initial growth environment was unique, and the Little Sapling might not come across it, and therefore, could not generate the same experiences.

But if it unexpectedly encounters the same situations without any experience to rely on, it can possibly lead to an accident or even death.

Just like the disease the God of Life is suffering from now, if the Little Sapling encounters it in the future, it would have the experience to deal with it.

When plants face various pests and diseases, they mainly rely on scale and evolution to cope, allowing those unlucky ones to wither and die, while the lucky ones evolve resistance and thus survive.

Obviously, the World Tree cannot adopt this method, so the experiences accumulated by the God of Life are very important to the Little Sapling.

Although the God of Life said so, Ange still carefully examined the green light spot, and only when he confirmed it was harmless did he put it on the Little Sapling’s head.

The Little Sapling stared blankly at the green light spot going into its body, tilting its head in confusion.

Everyone gathered around, curiously observing it.

As soon as the Little Sapling saw so many heads crowding in front of it, it immediately stopped being confused and started waving its branches and leaves and pointing at Negris: hard – grow – hard – grow –

“It doesn’t seem to have changed at all, it’s still as clueless as before.”

“Hehe, look around.” The God of Life’s tone carried a touch of pride, it was so unbelievable, a super life of 90,000 years would still produce such emotional changes.

Everyone turned their heads to look around, and they saw all the plants growing madly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Well, this fast-forward version of the Little Sapling is still a Little Sapling.

They thought it might awaken some new abilities, but sadly it didn’t. Negris, disappointed, discussed with Ange. After getting Ange’s consent, he said to the God of Life: “We might perhaps be able to cure your illness, allowing you to live until the end of your life.”

Ange also reached into the Temple of Rest to prepare to cut a piece of the healing branch of the World Tree to show the God of Life.

But as soon as his hand reached in, he realized something was wrong. The bald and muscular Divine Body actually stood up, reaching out both hands towards Ange’s hand like he was warming himself by a fire.

Little Ghost? Ange looked around but didn’t see the Little Ghost. He tentatively summoned the Holy Light.

A pure and innocent expression appeared on the face of the Divine Body. Excited, he moved his hands closer to warm up by the Holy Light, but his bald head and muscular body made the expression look a bit silly.

Ange moved his hand bone, the Holy Light drifted to the left, the Divine Body followed to the left, it drifted to the right, the Divine Body followed to the right. when Ange’s hand moved too fast, the Divine Body became anxious and grabbed Ange’s arm in a hug.