Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Ange resisted the hammerhead with the Hand of Locke, reaching out with the Boundary-crossing Hand to grab the hammer handle and give it a forceful twist.

The Life-saving Hammer flipped instantly – the hammerhead behind and the handle in front causing the force of trajectory to be disrupted, making it spin abruptly.

Ange gripped the hammer tightly with both hands, being spun around several times before gradually coming to a halt.

Remembering Negris’s warning, Ange did not use his Ultimate Transformation. Thus, he was now countering the Life-saving Hammer with his own strength. Fortunately, he had the Boundary-crossing Hand and the Hand of Locke, otherwise his hand bones would have shattered long ago.

Despite the struggle, he ultimately did not transform, neutralizing the power of the Divine Artifact with his own strength.

Once he stabilized himself, Ange shoved the hammer into Resting Camp and plunged back into the ocean.

However, all he could see were streams of bubbles; the Goddess of Redemption was nowhere to be found.

Ange followed the trail of bubbles and arrived at the entrance of the underwater cave inside the reef — the boulder he used to block the cave had fallen aside.

Since there were no gurgling air jets in the cave now, it was filled with water. Ange swam in, swam for about ten kilometers and suddenly felt something was wrong. He had originally been swimming downward, but now he was suddenly swimming upwards — the direction of gravity had changed.

Ange was well-experienced in this change in gravity. Whenever he rode the dragon to and from the Resting Abyss and the Holy Kingdom, there would be a gravity line. Whenever he crossed it, the direction of gravity would change.

Now that the direction of gravity has changed, it means the end of the passage must lead to a huge world, huge enough to change gravity.

Ange did not proceed further, but returned to the reef, used the boulder to stop the hole again, and then came out, walking on the reef.

While walking on the reef, he continuously cast the Soil Loosening Technique into the reef, followed by the explosive Forming Technique. The whole reef crumbled and crashed down, firmly burying the big hole and the rock ball together.

Having destroyed Alice’s home, how should he compensate?

On his way back, Ange was thinking about this issue. When he got back to the sandbank, however, he found out that the Sea People were gone.

“Where are the Sea People?” Ange asked.

“Over there.” Lisa pointed in a direction, then asked, with concern, “And the Goddess of Redemption?”

“She escaped. I crushed the Sea People’s home and blocked the hole she came from.” Ange told her.

Ange, unsure of what to offer as compensation, found Alice already on her knees by the time he arrived. Before he could say anything, Alice pleaded excitedly, “Lord Ange, allow us to follow you, to become your vassal race. Let us settle here, we can plant seaweed for you. Please grant our request.”

Upon arriving at the sandbank and seeing the seaweed planted all over the shallow seabed, Alice fell in love with the place at first sight.

Compared to the cold, dark, desolate, and silent ocean floor, the environment of the shallow sea was simply paradise.

Not only was there a seaweed prairie, but there were also various types and large quantities of fish. Living here, food and drink wouldn’t be a worry, plus there was sunlight and beach — it was simply wonderful.

Before, this was the Sky People’s territory, and Sea People or sea creatures that tried to approach were killed. Now that this was Ange’s territory, if they could become vassals to Lord Ange and receive his protection, could they settle here?

As for the task of the Sea People protecting the goddess’ statue? As soon as Alice saw the seaweed tangled around the goddess statue, any semblance of duty she felt evaporated.

With only about sixty of them left, what mission are they talking about? Even the gods couldn’t protect themselves…

However, Alice worried that Ange might not accept them, more than sixty Sea People who had nothing to offer besides growing seaweed. Would the powerful Sky People find them a burden?

“Alright.” Ange agreed, nodding his head. He’d been wondering how to compensate Alice’s family. Since they intended to settle on the sandbank, giving them a home seemed a good solution.

Huh? Was their master so easy to persuade?

Having received Ange’s permission, Alice went off to settle her people. The others immediately surrounded Ange. Shamara hesitantly said, “Lord, I feel that we should follow them.”

If anyone else had said they ‘felt’ something, the group would have scoffed. But when Shamara said she ‘felt’ something, they had to take it seriously.

Negris asked, “What do you feel?”

Shamara grimaced, and said, “I can’t quite explain it. Especially when it relates to Lord Ange, I feel nothing at all. This is beyond my abilities. Except for the one time when Luna was possessed by the Holy Spirit and I performed extraordinarily, I usually don’t feel anything. However, the new god who stole my Faith Elemental Force, the Goddess of Redemption, she shouldn’t be a ‘newborn’.”

Negris was taken aback and said in a shocked voice, “You mean, the other end of the tunnel may hide the secret of the ‘rebirth’ of the Goddess of Redemption? If she can be reborn, what about the other gods? The three main gods, the God of Light, the Creator God, the Supreme God?”

Bits of frown lines appeared on Shamara’s face as she muttered, “How can I feel that? I can’t even predict anything about Lord Ange…”

Beings beyond her power were impossible for her to foresee, but she could foresee her own fate. She had a premonition that coming here would bring about good fortune. But now it seemed that the ‘good fortune’ had not yet occurred.

“How about…we go over and take a look?” Negris suggested hesitantly.

Ange reluctantly crowded everyone into his space, then set off alone. Although he very much wanted to continue his planting, under Negris’s persuasion, he had no choice but to go back the way they had come.

“I should’ve known better than to step on it.” Looking at the collapsed reef, Ange murmured in annoyance for the first time.

It was as easy to collapse it as it was difficult to dig it out now. At the seabed, none were as nimble as he; they could do nothing and Ange had to do it himself.

He dug out one piece, two pieces, three pieces… His continuous efforts of tossing away the shattered reef consumed the better part of a day before a tunnel leading to the cave was formed. He ended up staring at the spherical stone with frustration.

It was universally known that pushing a ball into a hole was easy, but pulling it back out was hard. And he had stuffed it in particularly tightly this time.

In the end, he had to smash the cave destructively to remove the stone ball. Having ruined the cavern to remove it this time, the stone might not fit as tightly next time.

Ange swam more than one hundred kilometers through the tunnel before crawling out of a well.

This was a big well, with a diameter of seven to eight meters. The water level was more than ten meters below the well’s opening, where a Minotaur aunty was drawing water. Set of stairs were spiralling around the well.

Each time she filled a bucket, she would pull the rope with great force, indicating the people above to hoist the bucket up. “Hurry up, hurry up, get moving faster, it will be evening soon. The wind is going to rise. If we are not swift enough in storing water, no one will have water to drink at night, except their pee.”

“Huh, why are there Minotaurs here? No water at night? Does that mean because of the wind at night, the water from the well will be sprayed elsewhere, leading to a water shortage? Could it be that this is the only well for water?” Negris had been projected on to Ange all this while, conjecturing upon hearing the words.

Ange sprang out of the water.

The Minotaur aunty screamed, picked up the hem of her dress, and fled up the spiral staircase of the well. All the while, she yelled, “Water monster! Water monster! Ah, water monster, help, run!”

All the buckets above the well fell down. The heads of those who had been gathered around the well disappeared all at once. Only echoes of the Minotaur aunty’s cries were left to reverberate through the empty well space.

Ange ascended into the air as if stepping on airflow. Before the Minotaur aunty even left the well, he had already flown out.

Coming out of the well, Ange saw an imposing gateway and a building that he was utterly familiar with.