Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton - Chapter 1114

Chapter 1114: Chapter 678: Planting the Parent Strain Chapter 1114: Chapter 678: Planting the Parent Strain “Why are you wrapping this huge clump of velvet moss around the roots? As a medium? What are the roots of the Big Tree for? Stability? Then you don’t need such a big clump, do you?”

“Big Tree, Big Tree, gather your roots and leave one out, save some energy.”

“Feathers? Feathers of Chaos Angels, where did you pluck those? From Alba’s batch of angels? She really is a treasure… First sending bones, now feathers, almost cursed it again.” Negris had ignited many Faith Fires already, but now he was much more cautious whenever it involved divine names.

“So what’s the point of sticking feathers in the substrate? Wait, say that again, you mean the feathers allow Chaos Angels to fly in the Void, so there must be something in the void for the feathers to leverage against, and you want to use the feathers to catch this ‘something’?”

Ange nodded.

Standing by, Feiti was simply amazed and asked quietly, “Lord Nage, you only said four words ‘something, block,’ how did you infer so much meaning from them?”

Negris placed his hands on his hips, “Otherwise, how would I be the God of Knowledge? This is the power of knowledge.”

Alright, Feiti immediately backed down, not even wanting to mention knowledge, which overwhelmed him.

Thanks to Negris’s constant explanations, otherwise, no one would really understand Ange’s series of actions. Simply put, there are some things in the void that can’t be seen with the naked eye or sensed by the soul, but they do indeed exist, because the wings of Chaotic Holy Spirits can leverage them to fly.

It’s not just the wings of Chaotic Holy Spirits; the Mourning Skeletons’ Void Steps also work, as both Ange and Feiti could move through the void, running around stepping on seemingly nothing. Hence, they sensed early on that there was something there.

However, in the Void, Feiti’s Flash couldn’t be activated because the Void Step couldn’t withstand the sudden burst of force when Flash was activated–it needed solid things to step on like airships, tanks, or a large rock.

From this, it can be seen that there were things in the void, but not many. Ange was attempting to use the feathers of Chaotic Holy Spirits to block these elements of the void.

Obviously, feathers alone were not enough. If mere feathers could block the ‘things’ in the void, Dark Wing would have already had a bunch of Chaotic Holy Spirits fanning air every day. So, there needed to be something that could gather these ‘things’ together–what specifically could gather these ‘things’?

Compare it carefully, take your time…
“Use this,” the God of Life suddenly exclaimed, stretching out his palm and snapping off a sprout from one of his fingers.

“What is this?” Negris hesitated as he watched, unable to recognize the sprout.

If it had been something he had seen before, there were few things that could stump Negris; he just wasn’t good at creating new knowledge, but he remembered old knowledge very well, except for various sprouts and trees, which he couldn’t recall.

There were too many, each variety differed minutely–sometimes identical in appearance, only differentiated by whether their branches were symmetrical or staggered, or whether they grew fluffy hair or not, then they became two different plants.

“Oh, my progenitor plant,” the God of Life casually replied.

Negris remembered when he first arrived at the Divine Wood Continent, Ange used Concentrated Worm Ash Essence to rebirth a sprout, but failed to revive it, and it was eventually taken by the God of Life; was that the sprout?

“Yes,” confirmed the God of Life.

“Can it be revived? You’re not going to grow your progenitor again, are you?” Negris jumped in fright. The progenitor of the God of Life was a Void Giant Tree, a small segment of which spanned hundreds of kilometers–in case it reemerged, no one here could stand against it.

The God of Life said leisurely, “You’ve planted so many World Trees, have you ever grown me?”

“Uh, didn’t you grow the Little Tree?” Negris countered.

However, he understood what the God of Life meant– even if he really grew a Void Tree, it wouldn’t be its progenitor, and at most, it would be like those unconscious World Trees.

If it was a plant with the characteristics of a Void Tree, then it would be fine, harvesting its leaves and fruits to feed the Void Chimera and perhaps even some to the Silkworm Baby, who knows, maybe it would spit out some silk with void characteristics?

No clue, just compare for now and try everything; something might turn out to have an inexplicable effect.

…

The Conch Plane had now become a port, with numerous Void airships coming in and out, attracting a large gathering of adventurers.

No matter what new plane was developed, human adventurers and Goblin merchants were always the first to arrive, and the Conch Plane was no exception. In fact, the excitement here far exceeded any previous plane development, as this was the starting point for stepping into the Void.

“In the history of adventurers, the Abyss Era had started ten thousand years ago; records of adventurers conquering the Abyss date back to that time. If that moment marked the beginning of what would be known as the Abyss Era for the next ten thousand years, then right now, at this moment, history is about to turn a new page. The new chapter is called the Void Era, and I, Jelis from the Moonship Mercenary Corps, will open its curtain. Bless me.”

Standing in front of the brand-new Void airship, Jelis spread her arms towards the Void and loudly proclaimed in a bard-like intonation.

However, Lily and Fat Alvi didn’t think so, they murmured softly, “Is sister failing at matchmaking again? I heard she’s heading to the Chaos Plane, a one-way trip takes four hundred years. Can she even live that long?”

“She should be able to last. I heard she asked Lady Lisa for a Witch-lich’s Coffin and could simply become a Witch-lich if needed. But we definitely won’t live that long, so saying goodbye to our sister this time is forever.”

“Ah? No way, I don’t want to part with our sister. Maybe we should also go along?” Lily said anxiously.

Fat Alvi asked in surprise, “Are you sure? That’s not the Light Sea Plane, where you can return every few days for a rest. Once we step into the Void, we might never come back and might even die on the airship before reaching the next plane.”

“In the coming decades, until the moment we die, we will be on this airship, with no other changes. Can you really handle that?”

“If you decide to have children, we might even have a baby on the airship, but his entire life might be confined there too–growing up, growing old, and dying, never having seen the land or the sea, and never knowing love.”

“After we pass away, he would also die alone, but since our sister would have become a Witch-lich, she would take good care of him, so there’s no need to worry about that.”

“If we decide not to have children, then it will just be the three of us on the airship, facing each other day in and day out for decades, and then dying,” Fat Alvi remarked.

Lily angrily retorted, “What do you mean by that? From your tone, are you saying you don’t want to spend decades with me? Don’t want me when we are old?”

“No, no, no, I’m just worried you’ll get tired of me. I’ll buy more silk masks to keep myself looking good so you won’t get tired of seeing me every day,” Fat Alvi quickly responded.

“That’s a good line… wait, that’s not right, why do the silk masks have to be for your benefit? Shouldn’t they be for me instead?” Lily quickly caught on.

“Right, right, let’s buy double and use them together, so neither of us tires of looking at the other,” Fat Alvi said with a chuckle.

Lily rolled her eyes, “Do you have that much money?”

“Uh…” Fat Alvi’s face fell. He couldn’t afford even one, let alone two; the ones Lily and Jelis were using were gifts from Lady Lisa, thanking them for ‘saving’ Ange.

It was debatable who saved whom. Without Lord Ange, their ship would have been captured by Fishmen long ago. But it was Lady Lisa’s thoughtful consideration, giving little gifts to those connected with Ange, which fostered good relations without much expense.

Although Ange was antisocial and lacked emotional intelligence, no one could ever say a bad word about him. It was all because of how well Lisa managed everything.

Including Jelis’s Witch-lich’s Coffin, which she had also obtained through Lisa. Otherwise, how could a small mercenary group leader like her even get access to such an item?

Lily consoled him, “I don’t despise you. Am I with you for your money?”

That wasn’t the case, not even for his face, and certainly not for his physique… Fat Alvi felt even more melancholic.

“But I can’t bear to leave our sister. If we don’t go with her, once she’s reborn as a Witch-lich, she’ll be alone for hundreds of years. That’s just too sad.” Lily’s spirits sank again.

Fat Alvi pulled out three scrolls from his pocket, “That’s why I bought these. With the airship’s speed, we won’t fly out of the Teleportation Scroll’s range within a year, giving us a year to adapt or regret, and at least we can stay an extra year with our sister.”

“That’s really smart. But why do you have three?” Lily asked.

“What if our sister regrets it too?” Fat Alvi answered.

“Regret my foot!” A roar came from nearby, “I’m about to set off to conquer the Void, and I’m supposed to take you two lovebirds who’ll spend every day in front of me, talking about love and being all lovey-dovey? Would that make me jealous to death? Your severance pay is already deposited in your mercenary accounts. Go claim it yourselves, pack your bags, and– get– off– my– ship–!”

With one kick each, they were sent flying off the airship, as Jelis powered up the airship and took off.

“Sister didn’t want to drag us into this, wahh–goodbye, sister, we will miss you.” Lily waved vigorously.