Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Fine, then. Negris sealed his lips. At present, whenever the topic of cultivation came up, if Ange opined that something was possible, Negris wouldn’t dare challenge him. As the God of Knowledge, he was no match for Ange in the realm of farming, lest he ended up feeling foolish.

Gentle Wind carried Ange across to the opposite sandbank that was connected to the saltwater lake. With a few spells cast by Ange, piles of rubble transformed into a wall, blocking the gap.

“Closing the gap like that, what are you planning to do? You are not seriously thinking of turning this lake into a giant vat for soilless cultivation, are you?” Negris saw through Ange’s intention at once.

Ange nodded in acknowledgment.

“Tell me, how can you plant crops on the water surface, ensuring only their roots dangle in the water? Are you planning to build platforms across the lake?” Negris queried.

This skeleton was becoming more audacious. He just found out that crops could grow without soil, and now he wanted to cultivate an entire lake? Didn’t he notice that Jelis’s planting boxes all had covers? That was to support the stems and leaves.

Ange extracted a fruit.

“Rubber Explosion Fruit? Did you steal Gaur’s fruits?” exclaimed Negris, who promptly flew to inspect his own farm. Indeed, numerous Rubber Explosion Fruits were now grafted onto the World Tree.

Ange shook his head. Even more ruthless than stealing fruits, he had plucked a bud from Tree Man Gaur and grafted it onto the World Tree. In the past, he had attempted to graft Elf Beans but was unsuccessful. However, grafting the exploding fruit proved highly successful.

Negris watched with bewilderment as Ange went about picking the Rubber Explosion Fruits, digging a hole in the sand, filling it with water, squeezing the tree sap out of the exploding fruits and stirring it vigorously.

Rapidly, the tree sap solidified into gel-like blobs resembling jelly.

Ange repeated the process, digging about twenty similar holes, pouring in the same volume of water, but the amount of tree sap added varied, ranging from less to more.

Once gel had formed in all the holes, Ange dug them out and threw them into the lake.

The blobs of gel were of similar sizes, but their weights differed. Some were heavy and sunk under the water, while the lighter ones floated on the surface.

In accordance with the proportion of the gel that floated, Ange created a batch of similar gel. He then cut them into thin slabs about two fingers thick, and punched holes in them.

He took samples of various crops from the Resting Camp’s farm, threaded the roots through the holes in the slabs, and threw them onto the lake surface.

The gel slabs floated on the water surface with the roots naturally dangling into the water through the holes.

“Kvada, that works?” Negris was bewildered. “Didn’t you just find out about soilless crops? How come you are already so proficient?”

Ange casually responded: “Simulated Magic Formation.”

Negris flew out of the farm to the location of the Simulated Magic Formation and indeed, the Formation had already simulated plots of floating farmland. Apparently Ange had been quietly experimenting numerous times in the Simulated Magic Formation.

Negris was flabbergasted: “If only you were as professional in other fields as you are in farming, things would be great.”

The sky gradually darkened, perhaps because Ange was present, Jelis and the others slept very soundly. Normally, they would take turns to keep watch.

When they woke the next day, they were shocked by the sight of crops across the sandbar. In just a single night, the previously bare lake was now home to rows of crops floating on the water.

There were Magic Rice, vegetables, and various other crops. Ange virtually had transplanted a sampling of each type of crop being grown on the farm here, as he was unsure which crops were suitable for soilless cultivation. As such, he had no choice but to give everything a shot.

Sight of this woke everyone up instantly. Without even washing their faces first, they promptly dove into the water and swam over.

“Heavens, it’s a miracle! Sir, how did you do it? How did you do it?” Upon reaching Moon Bud Island, Jelis—ignoring her dress clinging to her, outlining her curves—swam directly to Ange, anxiously seeking his explanation.

Having tried soilless cultivation herself, she was no stranger to the technology and understood the challenges involved. Even disregarding the complexity, how was it possible to grow the crops so large overnight? What magic did the lord employ?

Ange was busy adjusting something called Insect Ash Liquid. After a single night’s experimentation, he discovered a few major difficulties associated with soilless cultivation. The first being, a lack of nutrients in the water.

The purer the water, the lower the nutrient content, rendering it unsuitable for crop growth. Hence, even aquatic plants were scarce in places where the water was clean.

Plants simply won’t grow when given clean water.

However, if the water contains many impurities, there are nutrients, but the water easily becomes spoiled and leads to root rot.

How can the water be nutrient-rich but not spoiled?

Ange cast a Purification spell throughout the lake all night, and now the entire lake is filled with Holy Water.

The water is clean, but where will the nutrients come from? Ange came up with an idea: Insect Ash Liquid. In the right proportions, this would be the best water fertilizer in the world.

When the sun rose and shone on the lake, Ange poured Insect Ash Liquid into the water. He drove Jelis and others far away, then stepped on the bank of the lake. A miracle unfolded before the eyes of Jelis and the others.

A variety of crops in the lake began to surge, grow, bloom, fruit, and wither.

Ange didn’t stop the Instant Death Halo because he was conducting an experiment. He needed to select the most suitable crops for water planting and record the growth cycle and yield of all crops in soilless conditions.

It’s easy to calculate the growth cycle, but how do you calculate the yield? Does he need to pick the fruit and weigh it?

No, the Ring of Balance appeared on Ange’s back and the weight and volume of the crops on the plants emerged before his eyes.

“Kvada, you’re wasting your skills not being the God of Farming,” Negris couldn’t help but complain.

As soon as his words fell, a Fire of Mass Faith appeared in front of Ange.

“…You’re telling me this is the faith flame of the God of Farming?” Negris asked, stunned.

Ange nodded after absorbing it: “Yes.”

“I…ignited your faith flame as the God of Farming?” Negris murmured.

Ange nodded: “Yes.”

Stunned, Negris said, “So now, you have the Undead Godhood, as well as the Fires of Mass Faith of the Goddess of Beauty and the God of Farming, right?”

“There’s also the God of Knowledge,” Ange added.

“Why can you do this?!!!” Negris was so jealous that he almost went mad. Kvada, how could his casual remark ignite Ange’s faith flame?

Indeed, from the Fire of Mass Faith to Godhood, many steps are required, such as lighting the Divine Fire, consolidating the godhood, propagating faith, solidifying one’s divine position. Each stage could fail. However, the Fire of Mass Faith is the first step of it all.

Ange tilted his head, unwilling to bother with it. He had enough of these godhoods and mass faith flames. One more or less did not seem to make any difference.

On the contrary, he was more interested in the crops on the lake. After this experiment, Ange found that Magic Rice and beets were the most suitable for soilless cultivation.

And so, Ange happily began planting on the island. In no time, he filled the entire lake. He dragged the gel boards to the water outside and did not accelerate the process, allowing them to grow naturally.

Because the outside waterway’s water is running, the poured Insect Ash Liquid is quickly diluted and washed away. Eventually, Ange thought of a solution, to pour Insect Ash Liquid when making gel boards.

In this way, the Insect Ash Liquid and the gel board will be combined into one, and when soaked in water, they will slowly release nutrients.

More and more gel boards filled up the waterways between the sands, constantly expanding outwards.

If someone were to fly over this lake, they would definitely think it was a landmass because the waterways had been covered up and were no longer visible.

Following the waterways and continuously planting with every passing day, planting enough to fill four months’ time. How many acres he didn’t know, but at least the initial Magic Rice and beets were ready for harvest.

As he was happily growing his crops, the Master Plane had plunged into chaos.

“My lord, my lord, please help me, I need a hundred thousand tons of grains in aid, I am willing to exchange them for people.” Anthony said urgently when he connected spiritually with Ange.