Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

“Hiss, this thing really works. It can even lock down a Truth Mage. The elves are really sincere. I could stab her to death with just one poke now.” Negris walked around Aestolia twice, and even poked her forehead with its tiny claw.

Upon releasing the ban circle, Aestolia’s eyes regained their sparkle. Negris spoke, “Alright, I now believe in the Elves’ sincerity. Send someone to apologize and compensate. As for how the God of Life will punish you, that’s none of my business.”

Aestolia gave a wry smile, “We’ve been punished already. He drove us away.”

“Wow, that severe? Well done, no wonder you are so sincere.” Negris applauded with its small claws in admiration.

…

The Elves’ compensation was sincere. They transformed the environment around the Goddess of Beauty City, turning the originally barren desert area into an oasis.

Aestolia said with her eyes closed, “This would have been a difficult task, but you have the World Tree along with the Fengshui Tower, which simplified things.”

Behind Aestolia, a multitude of elves were busy at work. Using boats, they brought larger Fengshui Towers, digging larger pits, or water wells.

After the water wells were built and the Fengshui Towers were inserted, wind blew onto them, diverting the moisture carried by the wind down into the wells where it would condense, quickly moistening a vast area.

The elves buried fertilizers around the towers and planted a seed at each tower.

Under the stimulation of the Elf Druids, the seeds quickly sprouted and grew. Vine tendrils climbed along the Fengshui Towers, reaching the top and stretching towards the next tower and the World Tree along the lines pulled between the towers.

These vines interlaced between the water towers and around the World Tree, weaving a net in the air, which then grew fluffy hairs that fluttered in the wind.

Any mage who could sense water elements felt the moisture in the air being captured by these fluffy tendrils. The tendrils then directed the water towards the water towers where it was guided by the windmills into the water wells.

The construction was overseen by an Elf Druid and a Goblin Engineer. The Goblin engineer spoke,

“The Fengshui Tower and Water Velvet are a perfect match. With the guidance of the Water Velvet, at least 60% of the evaporated water from the ground could be diverted back into the water tower, greatly reducing water evaporation and saving a lot of water elements. Oh, I am Herman, a director of the Republic of Stellaris Engineering Association. Is this Lord Ange? I’ve heard a lot about you, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Goblin Herman looked at Ange with a curious gaze, failing to see what was special about him. Why would this seemingly ordinary human be apologized to by the arrogant elves?

Apparently, Ange was unaware of his high fame in the human world and just nodded absentmindedly, leaving the rest to the Bronze Dragon.

Negris, realizing its role as Ange’s spokesperson, took over the conversation, “Republic of Stellaris? Engineering Association? I’ve heard a lot about you. How long have you been established?”

“Ah? Republic of Stellaris? Or the Engineering Association?” Herman was a bit confused. Why was he suddenly asking these questions? Wasn’t it enough to simply exchange pleasantries?

“The Republic of Stellaris has been established for seven hundred years, and the Engineering Association has been for six hundred years. It’s one of the oldest professional organizations in the Republic.”

“Oh, it has such a long history, no wonder,” Negris mumbled, and then added mentally: no wonder it’s unrecognizable.

After exchanging a few niceties, Negris asked again, “Was this Fengshui Tower your Association’s invention? What’s its daily maximum water conversion capacity?”

Herman explained, “Its maximum daily conversion volume can reach ten tons, and when paired with Water Velvet, it can reach thirty tons. In our Association, patents belong to the individual. This is an invention of Vaguli, a Goblin Engineer and winner of the Gear Award.”

Negris and Ange shared a glance; Ange cocked his head and Negris had a puzzled expression, “There are patents? If we know Vaguli, can we get a waiver on the patent fees?”

Herman laughed, “Hehe, if you could find Master Vaguli, I’m sure he would be more than willing to waive the fees, alas, rumors suggest he fell into the hands of ruthless sand robbers. The recent incessant battles in the deserts have led to much chaos. The engineering association has made several rescue attempts but has been unable to locate him.”

Negris quickly turned around and shouted to the back, “Call Vaguli over.”

Soon, a tree planting machine drove over with Vaguli at the wheel. This tree planting machine had two huge wheels that were very wide, allowing it to move swiftly and smoothly in the sand.

Behind the wheels were two large tubes linked together. As the left wheel rotated half a turn, the bigger tube pierced into the sand. As the right wheel rotated half a turn, the smaller tube, following the hole created by the larger tube, also burrowed into the ground, sliding a young tree into the hole through it.

With another half-turn of the left wheel, the smaller tube loosened its grip and retracted, clamping onto the protruding area.