Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Inside the Temple of Rest, the Bronze Book was holding the Gold-touch Stick, flying around, with a golden rope laid on the ground. Negris manipulated the Gold-touch Stick, occasionally touching the rope with it.

In a while, Negris started to complain, “No energy left, no energy left, Soul Energy.”

A sole hand flew over and touched the Gold-touch Stick, and a pure stream of Soul Energy started to pour into it.

After repeating the process several times, the Bronze Book discarded the Gold-touch Stick, and opened its pages wide and took a tired pose, “I’m exhausted, repairing this damn rope takes too much effort, wish I’d not have claimed I could fix it.”

Luckily the bad-mouthed horse wasn’t there, otherwise, it could choke Negris, it’s not using its energy. Without Ange’s continuous supply of Soul Energy, it wouldn’t even be able to repair the rope.

Ange pulled out the Rope of Redemption, infused it with holy power, and threw it into the sea. The Rope of Redemption instantly became an energy rope, infinitely extending, following Ange’s gaze and wrapped the large clump of seaweed floating on the water’s surface.

Thanks to the existence of such a divine rope, otherwise, Ange would have no idea how to haul this lump of seaweed back.

“The Rope of Redemption isn’t meant to be used this way~~~” Negris lamented a few times and then gave up.

In batches, the seaweed was hauled back, spread on a few sandbars. The exposure to the scorching sun and Ange’s wind-dry treatment, dried the seaweed in a day.

It was crammed full in buckets. Little Angel came over and smashed it with the Earth Hammer. There, it turned into powder.

“My… Earth Hammer can be used like this? You might as well open a flour factory yourself.” Negris said.

Husking rice and grinding flour is not an easy task nowadays, it usually takes a rural housewife most of half an hour just to grind the rice needed for the family to eat. Grinding flour is even more time-consuming and laborious.

If there was a low-cost husking and grinding ability, just starting a flour factory could make a fortune.

However, using the Earth Hammer to grind, it might take a couple of hundred years to pay back its cost.

Restarting the Teleportation Array, watching the continuous flow of flour being transported, Anthony breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his credit was temporarily saved. If it was not saved, all the measures he put in place would become invalid. At that time, not to mention bringing down grain prices, all his subordinates who trusted him and invested money would revolt.

As food continued to be transported to the Master Plane, Ange also continued planting seaweeds. He directly planted in the shallow waters near the sandbars, no need to be several hundred meters long to reach the water surface, saving fertilizers and making harvesting easier.

Don’t look at Ange for producing a hundred thousand tons of seaweed in two or three days, he used Instant Death Halo and Insect Ash Liquid to pile it up. The seaweeds he planted now he didn’t intend to accelerate, let them grow slowly, it could be harvested in about four months, and continuously reaped afterward.

Busy like this, after twelve days, Ange suddenly stopped, took out a bunch of Fire of Mass Faith absent-mindedly.

The Fire of Mass Faith is sort of like fireworks, light like radiation, but now this fire has changed, it became a flame, a strange fluctuation spread out.

Most people were oblivious to this waveform, but Negris, Lisa, and Big Cat all raised their heads simultaneously looking towards Ange, Little Ghost also peered out a little, dazedly looked at the flame.

In the seaweed people’s coral reefs, the entire reef suddenly vibrated, and all seaweed people looked simultaneously at the accumulated water below space.

Only saw the water trembling and waves rippling, some bubbles emerged, with the increasing vibration, suddenly, a stone ball was sprayed from the water, splashing a column of water, accompanied by the screeching sound of the air.

However, the surrounding water quickly submerged the column of water. The screeching sound turned into the gurgling sound of bubbles, wildly bubbling out.

The stone ball that had been sprayed into the sky crashed back and once again spewed a column of water.

Only now did the seaweed people react, cried, and ran outside, ‘The Sea’s Breath’ which hasn’t blown for many days, arrived suddenly in broad daylight.

Not long after the people ran out, a woman emerged from a bunch of bubbles.

She had a beautiful face, her eyes held a pair of golden pupils, blonde long hair, fair skin, a tall and healthy physique, just like a marble statue suddenly came to life.

Wrapped in a holy glow, she floated up from the water, the holy light flowed on her skin, turning into a pure white gauze skirt.

She barefoot, slowly step out from the water, stepping on thin air, came to the side of the statue of the Goddess of Redemption.

Her golden eyes looked around on the statue, with some confusion murmured: “My… rope?”

Having searched in vain for her rope, she closed her eyes, then abruptly opened them, her gaze went into the water. Her golden pupils shone brightly, the gurgling bubbling bottom of the water was seen by her clearly.

Regrettably, there was still no rope.

“Who stole my rope?” After hesitating for a bit, she decided to give up. She lifted her skirt and pulled a one-handed hammer from underneath: “Forget it, use this… who was it? Who lit the divine fire.”

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Negris, Little Angel, Little Zombie, Lisa, Shamara surrounded Ange, encircled on the fringe were the lightning and its hat poking out.