Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Negris watched until he became dizzy and hastily said: “You cannot speak, but you can listen, right? I am the God of Knowledge, do you know me? What’s your name? Where are you from? How old are you? What’s your relationship with the Shadow Knight? Why have you become so big? Are the small paws protruding from the sculpture your actual body? Why do you like Elf Beans? What is the purpose of the Divine Spirit Shards? Spatial Com…”

Negris spouted a dozen questions in one breath. The Dimension Beast’s eyes appeared clueless at first, then pained, and finally bewildered, its eyeballs seemed to be spinning in its sockets.

Thud! A large paw protruded from the furry beast, slamming on the ground in front of it, howling, then revealing its claws and awkwardly writing: “Ask it.”

Ask it? Ask who? No sooner had Negris raised the question than he saw the Dimension Beast’s big paw reach into a dimensional rift, its entire arm disappearing.

The beast’s arm fumbled in the dimensional rift, finally pulling out a naked, incredibly fit, human woman.

When the woman was pulled out, she shouted angrily, “You damn cat. I am bathing! Can’t you summon me at a better time… huh?”

Before she finished speaking, the Dimension Beast put her in front of Ange and the others, and she could no longer continue swearing. Instead, she covered her sensitive areas with her hands.

Luther quickly averted his gaze, reaching out his hand to fumble in front of him like a blind person, muttering to himself, “What happened? Who is it? Who’s there?”

The female human let out a sigh of relief: “Phew, he’s blind, then we have … Soul Armour and a Reaper’s Scythe, a Golden Skeleton? An Angel? A Juvenile Dragon? So tiny, is it malnourished? Soul Armour? Are these all not humans? That’s good, that’s good.”

The female human, removing her hands and placing them on her hips, started fiercely reprimanding the Dimension Beast: “You stupid cat, don’t you know to check if I’m busy before summoning me? It’s all a huge mess…”

Luther felt something moist on his nose, and wiping it, he found blood. Was he having a nosebleed? This was too intense for him. Unable to stay any longer, Luther fumbled around like a blind man, turning around and mumbling, “I have things to do. I’ll go first, don’t bother seeing me out.” He then stumbled away.

The Dimension Beast, somewhat vexed by its scolding, howled and with its large paw smacked the ground next to the woman.

The woman finally calmed down somewhat, huffed a little, and then turned to face everyone again with a big smile, put both hands on her chest, and curtsied, “Hello, Dimensional God’s Servant Serene is at your service. I’m pleased to meet all of my friends here.”

Negris awkwardly scratched his nose. He’d seen plenty of naked female dragons, but a naked woman was a rare sight, and he found it a bit unsettling. But he couldn’t feign blindness like Luther and flee the situation, so he put on a brave face and replied, “Hello, I’m glad to meet you. I am the God of Knowledge, and this is the Undead God.”

Serene’s expression froze, and she turned her head to look at the Dimension Beast. She thought it would just be some mortal coming to trade with the Dimension Beast, but who knew she’d be face to face with Gods?

Looking at the Dimension Beast, she saw no signs of denial. Could it be that these two were actual Gods?

Oh my, is it my responsibility as the representative of the God of Dimension to have a conversation with two Gods? Suddenly, she felt immense pressure. And she was stark naked, what should she do? How embarrassing! Would it be considered rude?

“Ah!” The Little Angel suddenly pointed at Serene and shouted.

Ange tilted his head, puzzled, and took out a dress. The Little Angel snatched the dress and ran to Serene, lifting it up to dress her.

The way he was trying to dress her was the same way Lisa and Lan had forced him to wear clothes before. Obviously, he was taking this opportunity to get his own back.

Serene was first overjoyed. There was no need for the Little Angel to force her, she voluntarily took the dress.

Feeling the material, Serene’s eyes lit up, exclaiming in surprise as she looked at the dress, “This material…”

What was this material? It was soft and silky to the touch, as light as air, yet didn’t stick to her hand.

As she tried on the dress, Serene sheepishly discovered that it was too small for her, she wouldn’t fit into it.

“Your clothes?” Serene asked the Little Angel, pointing at the dress.

The Little Angel nodded: “Ah!” Then, looking motivated, as if wanting to assist, it reminded her of the time when Lisa and Lan had forced it to dress…

Serene bitterly smiled, “It’s too small. What a pity, what is this material? It feels amazing.”

Negris pulled out his Spirit-sucking Weird Hat and Gold-touch Stick, tentatively saying: “How about I give it a try?”

He tapped the dress with the Gold-touch Stick. It was like magic!

The Gold-touch Stick was mysterious. It was an alchemical tool, and paired with the Spirit-sucking Weird Hat, it had its own intelligence. It could realize some of the wearer’s ideas within a reasonable range.

It couldn’t transform a stone into gold, but it could transform a stone into a stone chair. It couldn’t transform a dress into a pile of cotton coats, but it could make the dress bigger.

However, this enlargement was achieved by stretching the fabric, so that when Serene put it on, her body was faintly visible through the dress. It was even more revealing than being naked, making her even more embarrassed.

But no matter, as long as she had something on. The Little Angel, looking like it had accomplished its mission, ran back to Ange, eager for praise: “Ah!”

Ange, a little perplexed, patted its head to praise it, although he really didn’t understand what there was to praise. He himself didn’t wear clothes, so why should others?