Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Therefore, after obtaining this carriage, Ange and the others never used it. It’s not practical either.

“I wanted to modify it before, but I couldn’t grasp some of the details. Now with the Gold-touch Suit, I know how to retrofit it. That’s right, give me a few Unbounded Crystals and Star Realm Gems. Didn’t you capture several Rainbow Stones last time? Give them all to me, and watch how I make it pretty.”

“Oh, is it able to sow?” Ange asked.

Negris’s facial expression froze instantly: “Can’t you quit thinking about farming all the time? Isn’t a high-speed, flying, teleporting vehicle good enough?”

“Oh, can it harvest?” Ange asked again.

“No! If you want a harvester, go find Vaguli.”

“Ah, it doesn’t work. Just a heap of junk.” Ange nodded, turned his head and went to cook his Elf Beans, leaving Negris alone feeling lost. Originally, he wanted to modify this carriage, but now, he didn’t have any interest left.

“Kvada, forget about modifying it, you can take it to plow your land later on.” Negris said bitterly.

Just then, Ange received a call for help from Lisa in his soul: “It’s bad, Lord, someone here has been infected with the undead virus.”

Someone in the Resting Abyss was infected with the undead virus, this news was simply a thunderbolt out of a clear sky, shocking everyone into disorderly panic.

By the time Ange had descended from Heaven, everyone had already gathered in Demon Valley, where they were crowding around a decomposing half-rotted zombie.

The zombie was tied with a rope, swaying back and forth. When it swayed to one side and sensed that the creatures in front were mighty, it immediately started rubbing towards the other direction. Then, when it reached the other side and found the creatures there were even stronger, it would curve away. If zombies were capable of thought, it would probably be crying now.

Negris approached and surveyed, he then said, “It really is the undead virus, where did you find it?”

A human was brought up, seeing a group of undead staring at him, the entire body couldn’t help but tremble. He replied with trepidation:

“Report, … Report to the undead Lords, this is my brother. The price of wood has recently dropped, so I wanted to make him a coffin. I went to the wilderness and searched for him several days, finally found him, but I don’t know why he rotted like this. If it were not for the tag on his body, I wouldn’t have recognized him. I brought him to New Dark Side City, and then got arrested by you.”

Negris looked at Anna and Feilin, asking: “Do you know him?”

Anna nodded, “Yes, he’s from our Ice City, at least an entire street of neighbors knows him.”

Then it wasn’t an enemy infiltrating into the plane, and his brother was also a local resident of the abyss. Why did he get infected with the undead virus?

Negris turned to Rogge. More than three thousand undead from the Dark City needed to be relocated to the Resting Abyss, and he had to be involved throughout the process since many undead only trusted Rogge.

This virus was also the first to be discovered in the gathering place of the New Dark Side City.

“Lord, you know this virus frightens ours to death, they can recognize it even when turned to ashes. We were so scared when we saw this human leading over a rot corpse, nearly killed him on the spot. Oh no, safer to burn it to ashes.” Rogge said with some emotion.

The undead virus terrified them. Every undead creature, seeing the virus consuming their bodies, would rather die. If it weren’t for the fact that they found Ange who can remove this virus, once it outbreaks, many of them might not be able to stand it and commit suicide.

Some people wished to leave the Prime Material Plane and come to such a barren abyss where not even birds shit. At the bottom of their souls, they all carry the subconscious thought to leave their infected areas and go as far as possible, yet few days after they finally settled down, they found that the virus reappeared. All of them were scared to death.

“Burning it to ashes is not safe either, we have to find the source of infection first. If we don’t figure out where they come from, even if you burn all the corpses in the wilderness, it will be in vain.” Negris frowned.

“Could it be someone from Rogge’s men who still carries the virus?” Lan speculated.

“Impossible, if there’s someone still carrying the virus, it would have broken out by now. It can’t be that it infected some wild zombies and was discovered.” Rogge firmly said.

The faces of Negris, Anna, Feilin and Lan all involuntarily turned serious: “If it isn’t brought by Rogge’s men, then the problem is serious. Someone secretly invaded our world and released the virus in the wilderness.”

With this speculation in place, everyone could no longer sit still. They started shouting, “Get up, get moving! A carpet search is needed. Let’s see if someone has snuck in secretly!”

A large-scale search spanning the plane started, with all creatures being mobilized. Whether human or undead, demon or minotaur, anyone capable of movement joined the search.

Starting from the location where the rotten zombie was discovered, everyone combed through, ignoring no corner.

If it were before, such an action would not have been possible in the Resting Abyss. There was barely enough food to eat, let alone spare energy and resources for an extensive outdoor search.

But now, things are different. The advent of the World Tree farming area gave the abyss extensive farmland, more than enough to sustain the present population.

In reality, with the harvest of food and the abundance of resources, the number of newborns in the three human settlements has seen an explosive increase. Given time, Resting Abyss might very well regain the prosperity it had when the world transit station first opened.

With enough food and resources, large-scale non-productive activities like this can be carried out.

During the day, things like the White Neck Bone Dragon and Lightning that can fly swarmed around. At night, wherever they ended up, they would dig a hole on the spot to hide. The search would continue the next day.

After searching continuously for five days, Ange and his group hid in a hole dug by the Little Zombie to avoid the fierce Resting Wind at night.

Ange hadn’t experienced the wind in a while. These days, he sat quietly, his hand reaching out of the hole. Little Zombie and Little Angel sat on either side of him, mimicking his actions.

Negris was chatting with others, he sighed, “We found another thirty rotten zombies and skeletons. The virus really is spreading.”

Luther got serious for once and said, “We might need to thank the Resting Wind. Without it, the virus could have spread even faster. Of the thirty infected zombies and skeletons, twenty were found dead in the wild. They couldn’t have spread too far, which reduces the spread speed. And… it seems like Granny Lan is infected.”

“What? Granny Lan is infected? How bad is it?” Negris exclaimed.

“Not severe, just frightful. She was infected from her face. When she found her face rotting, she nearly burned everything nearby out of fear,” Luther said with some dread.

“Er, that’s understandable. If Naeli found her face rotting, she would definitely give it a blast with the Dragon Breath.”

“Sigh… just like my mom,” Lightning sighed.

“Sigh…” The others seemed to recall something and sighed together.

“Oh right, I made some space rings. Want one?” asked Negris. After getting the Gold-touch Suit, it couldn’t just sit still. Also, with Ange having plenty of high-quality materials, especially the stack of Unbounded Crystals, making a space ring was the easiest thing.

However, since it wasn’t a Space Mage, the rings it made can’t be locked, anyone could open it.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes! Anna took my old ring ages ago. I’ve got no place to put my Dragon Pattern… Bastard Sword.” Luther almost spoke the full name, but seeing everyone’s murderous gaze, he hurriedly corrected himself.

“I want one too!”

“What do you need it for? Your hooves are so thick, there’s no model that fits you.”

“Can’t I hang it around my neck? If you don’t give me one, do you believe I’ll stand at your door and repeat the story of you and the sand maiden a hundred and eighty times?”

“When did I know a sand maiden? The one with a story involving the sand maiden is Luther!” Negris was so angry it almost jumped up.

Lightning sneered, “I know, but others don’t. After repeating it a hundred and eighty times, someone will believe it.”

Negris was so angry that his beard curled up. It grudgingly handed over a space ring.

Just then, Ange, who had been extending his hand into the Resting Wind, suddenly said, “There’s a sound in the wind.”

After saying that, he jumped up, pulled out an Air Bubble Stone, and rushed into the wind.