Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton - Chapter 1203

Chapter 1203: Chapter 767: Curse Rebound? Super Doubled? Chapter 1203: Chapter 767: Curse Rebound? Super Doubled? “Man, it’s amazing how in less than a month this place turned into a marketplace?” Negriss exclaimed in surprise.

Silver coin laughed and said, “It was my doing. Those Ancient Gods and their dependent creatures escaped in such a hurry that many things were left behind. I suggested that they set up a marketplace to exchange what they have for what they need.”

“I had Babu set up a stall nearby first to call everyone over to trade goods. If some people didn’t have anything that I was interested in, I suggested they set up their own stall next to it. In just a few days, the marketplace took shape.”

“Babu?” Negriss glanced at the Goblin Flying Chair that Silver Coin was riding, then looked at Babu who was toddling after Little Angel and couldn’t help asking, “How did you get Little Angel to take him away?”

Silver Coin gave a wry smile and said, “Didn’t Babu learn to curse from Lightning? Little Angel caught Lightning in front of Babu and gave him a beating, and Babu immediately knew who was the fiercest here, so he no longer follows me.”

“Pfft–Is it really like how children establish their rank and status? Isn’t Babu an Ancient God? How can he be so childish? So what about you? Without anything to ride, won’t that be inconvenient?” Negriss asked.

“Not at all, not at all. There are plenty of creatures in the marketplace that can serve as mounts and move freely through the Void. I’ll just go and, uh… recruit another one.” He almost let the truth slip; coaxing without paying is called fooling, recruiting with pay, and investing with excess payments, but it doesn’t really make a difference.

Everyone landed in the marketplace.

This was on the belly of an Ancient God shaped like a Giant Stingray. It was originally just lying in the Void, semi-hibernating to conserve energy, and because its belly was relatively flat, it caught the attention of Silver Coin.

There is no gravity in the Void, but the Giant Stingray’s body was so large that it had some slight gravitational pull. Once landed, everyone could feel a bit of this gentle force, keeping them from floating away with every step.

After landing, Negriss gently stepped on the ground twice and couldn’t resist saying, “This Ancient God has such a good temper, just letting you set up stalls on its belly without driving you all away?”

“Why would it drive us away? I pay a stall fee, ten Elf Beans a day; it couldn’t be happier,” Silver Coin responded.

“Huh? Ten Elf Beans? That’s so cheap? Big Cat’s fees are more expensive than this now. It used to do things for one or two Elf Beans, but now you need a whole bag,” Anthony said in surprise.

“Uh, it’s expensive, okay? I’m just renting a stall space, ten Elf Beans a day. If I didn’t have ulterior motives, why would I pay so much?” Silver Coin retorted.

“Ulterior motives? How are you planning to swindle people this time? But can Ancient Gods even eat Elf Beans? It’s so big, aren’t Elf Beans not enough to fill its teeth gaps?” Negriss asked.

“Elf Beans work. Although they don’t provide much nutrition to Ancient Gods, they can give a sense of fullness. They all like it a lot. Most of them absorb Chaos Mist for sustenance; one meal can last them hundreds to thousands of years. Like the Serpent of Misfortune, it has survived for 500,000 years without starving, but a sense of fullness is harder to come by, so they use Elf Beans as snacks,” Silver Coin explained.

Negriss was incredulous, “Such a huge creature, how many Elf Beans does it need to feel full? Is ten enough?”

“Since they can’t get full anyway, they use avatars to eat. Just one can last for a few hours. The mechanism of Elf Beans is based on Life Force, so avatars can also feel fullness or satisfaction,” Silver Coin elaborated.

“I see. So what’s the other purpose?” Negriss asked.

“Demand. Without demand, create it. I exchanged ten Elf Beans for a stall spot. What about other Ancient Gods who want to set up stalls? They don’t have Elf Beans, no worries, they can come to me to exchange. I’m essentially becoming the issuer of currency.”

“They bring valuable things to exchange with me for Elf Beans first, then use the Elf Beans to rent a stall from the Giant Stingray, and set up their stalls to trade with other Ancient Gods. They’ll realize that everyone accepts Elf Beans and will come first to exchange more Elf Beans with me, directly using them to trade with other Ancient Gods.”

“As they keep exchanging, Elf Beans left over are kept in reserve. Setting up the marketplace also had one condition; other Ancient Gods must transform or use avatars to come here. Otherwise, there’s not enough space for all the big guys. If those avatars hold extra Elf Beans and can’t resist eating one, then I’ll have gained a long-term major customer.”

After Silver Coin finished explaining, even Negriss couldn’t help but slap his sides in amusement, “This is Demon Crystal level! You’ve turned Elf Beans into Demon Crystals.”

Anthony shook his head and said, “It’s better than Demon Crystals because Big Person can grow them. Have we become Goblin Bank? We produce money, and we’re also the money movers.”

If it were the past when Elf Beans couldn’t be grown and were precious, now the stock of Elf Beans in Ange’s hands was nearing bursting his warehouse.

After the first Faith Storm, Ange converted enough Elf Beans to feed everyone on the Master Plane for a year.

The second time, before the Faith Storm could be released, the Faith Elemental Force that Drosa had painstakingly accumulated was converted by Ange into even more than the first time, because it wasn’t fired off.

The third time was in the Blood-colored Abyss, where the amount was a little less than the second time but more than the first, which meant that the Elf Beans Ange had on hand were enough for the population of three Master Planes to eat for a year and still have some left over.

It was already great that they could be used as food, and now silver coins had turned them into currency? Billions of beans turned into money? It’s like a crafty merchant merely speaks, and wealth grows legs to come running, or transforms into water…

Sure enough, it grew legs. Upon seeing the silver coins approaching, an Ancient God shaped like a snake zipped over in an instant, anxiously saying, “Silver coins, silver coins, quick, quick, exchange some Elf Beans for me. That damned human actually beat me, took all my beans.”

Because Elf Beans would make one think of Elves, the commonly used term on the outside was ‘Spirit Beans,’ since calling them ‘Elf Beans’ seemed a bit odd.

“Oh, is it Sisi? You’ve lost everything again? Who dares to be so bold as to beat you, the King of Curse? Aren’t they afraid you’ll curse them? A human?” Silver Coin immediately put on an enthusiastic smile, simultaneously fishing out Elf Beans while casually making conversation.

“Ah? No, no, how can I curse a human? I am an Ancient God, a descendant of the Serpent of Misfortune, I can’t do something that shameful. Just exchange my beans, and I will continue to play,” Sisi said with a face full of righteousness.

An Ancient God? A descendant of the Serpent of Misfortune? Negriss and Anthony quickly glanced at Silver Coin, who also looked at them swiftly, revealing an expression, and everyone quickly completed an exchange of information.

“Descendant of the Serpent of Misfortune? Why didn’t you say so?”

“I only just found out myself.”

Silver Coin took out a bag of about a thousand Elf Beans, asking, “What would you like to exchange for them?”

“Can I use scales? My real body’s scales. I want to exchange for ten thousand beans, a thousand is not enough to lose,” Sisi said.

“Don’t, don’t, your scales are as big as door panels, what use would I have for them? Not enough to lose a thousand beans? Why do you always think about losing? Can’t you win?” Silver Coin said.

“No way,” said Sisi. “I am a descendant of the Serpent of Misfortune, not of the Serpent of Luck. How can I possibly win? If I won, that wouldn’t be misfortune, that would be luck, and wouldn’t I no longer be a descendant of the Serpent of Misfortune? No, no, winning would mean discarding my ancestors.”

Negriss and Anthony were stunned. Is that how misfortune was understood? Wasn’t it supposed to bring misfortune to enemies?

Silver Coin’s mouth fell open even wider, and it took him a good while to close it: “That logic is really brilliant. So, you still want to use scales to exchange for beans to go play? Aren’t you afraid of losing all your scales?”

“That’s nothing,” Sisi said indifferently. “Anyway, I have to molt every so often, so even if I exchange all my scales, it won’t matter. It’s too bad you don’t want scales. How about I give you my snake skin, would that be okay?”

“Er, I have no use for scales, what do I need your skin for? What I mean is, if you already feel like you won’t win, why do you still want to play?” Silver Coin asked.

“It’s fun! The Card of Light is so fun, I’ve never played anything so fun. Who would have thought small pieces of paper could have so many ways to play? It’s so interesting, losing some beans is nothing,” Sisi said as a matter of course.

This was like spending money on entertainment. But the Card of Light? Negriss tentatively asked, “This Sisi, the human you mentioned, could it be a human Sword Saint?”

“Sword Saint? What is a Sword Saint? And why do you call me Sisi? You came up with that, did you? I don’t know you at all. That’s really impolite, I curse you to get a sore at the corner of your mouth tomorrow.”

Negriss was bewildered; just a moment ago, Sisi had said not to casually curse people, as it was too shameful for a descendant of the Serpent of Misfortune. Now, just because Negriss called it Sisi, it cursed him to get a sore on the mouth corner? Was it because he wasn’t human?

However, the curse seemed more mischievous in nature because it specified a time ‘tomorrow’ and limited it to ‘the mouth corner,’ which couldn’t really be considered a curse but more likely a sore.

A limitless, unbounded curse would mean rotting over the entire body. That would be a real curse.

Unfortunately, the object of its mischievousness was Negriss. Puffs of black smoke emerged from Negriss’s body, and then two wisps of black smoke also appeared on Sisi, quickly followed by a blister at the corner of its mouth.

Sisi’s eyes widened in shock: “How could this happen? A curse rebound? And triple strength? What creature are you!?”