Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton - Chapter 1205

Chapter 1205: Chapter 769: This is a robbery! Chapter 1205: Chapter 769: This is a robbery! This was a shockingly unbelievable piece of news. How did Abyssal Big Mouth sneak in? Garritt had been listening to the movements within the Void all the while, and the real body of Abyssal Big Mouth was still far away, voraciously consuming various materials. How could it possibly sneak in? Was it a clone?

Still setting up shop? How was that possible? What did it want to sell? Was it performing an eating contest? Or sword swallowing?

Everyone rushed to the stand that the snail mentioned, only to see a very ordinary humanoid creature. He sat there nonchalantly, fiddling with some trinkets in front of him.

This was Abyssal Big Mouth? Everyone slowly drifted past him. The humanoid creature remained calm as if he couldn’t see anything, continuing to polish the goods.

After wiping for a while, Ange and his group slowly floated back and drifted past him again; the humanoid creature still saw nothing, not even lifting his head once.

“Do you recognize us?” Anthony said.

The humanoid creature then looked up as if he had just noticed everyone, and exaggeratedly said, “Oh, hello dear customers, welcome, welcome. What would you like to buy? Feel free to browse.”

Even Negris couldn’t help but curl his lips, “So fake. If it was pretending not to know us, it should have greeted us earlier.”

“Recognize? What recognize? Don’t recognize, don’t recognize.” The humanoid creature quickly denied.

Let’s see what trick you’re playing. Anthony didn’t dwell on whether it recognized them or not and instead asked, “Boss, what are you selling?”

“Nothing much, just some bottles, beads, statues, not any good stuff,” the humanoid creature hastily replied.

I’ve seen people bragging about their merchandise, but never disparaging their own goods. That’s just unprofessional, not even pretending convincingly.

Anthony smirked and asked, “May I have a look?” He didn’t wait for permission and just grabbed the item directly.

Perhaps to hide its identity, this humanoid creature was quite frail, lacking the foundation for strong power projection.

Even if Abyssal Big Mouth wanted to project power into it, the energy level would hardly harm Ange, so Anthony confidently picked up the items.

The humanoid creature’s cheeks twitched, but ultimately, it did not try to snatch them back.

“Big Mouth, what are all these things? Can you introduce them?” Anthony took a few glances, unable to discern what the items were but sure they posed no danger, then handed them to Ange before asking.

The humanoid creature said irritably, “I’m not called Big Mouth, take a look for yourself, and don’t buy if you can’t appreciate the value.”

“Alright, Big Mouth, what is this stuff inside the bottle? It looks like a clump of ink twisting around inside?” Anthony asked.

Among these items, he only recognized what was inside this bottle because he had seen it not long ago–it was the compressed space given to Ange by Hole Bug. However, to fish for information, Anthony still pretended not to know.

The humanoid creature fumed, “I don’t go by Big Mouth.”

“Okay, Big Mouth, what is this bead here?” Anthony asked.

It was a bead black as ink, with almost no reflection, sitting there as if space itself had a hole in it, noticeable as spherical only when touched.

“I’m not called Big Mouth, you can call me Abyss. If you call me Big Mouth again, I’ll lose my temper,” Abyssal Big Mouth was too lazy to deny it any longer.

He knew some guys called him Abyssal Big Mouth behind his back, but to be called that to his face, Anthony was only the third.

The other two were also here, except back then he could fight back; now it wasn’t convenient to start a fight, and being shouted at like that was incredibly frustrating.

“Okay, Big Mouth, wait a minute! I didn’t call you ‘Big Mouth,’ you can’t just turn on me!” As Abyssal Big Mouth was about to jump up and turn on him, Anthony immediately shouted.

“You still deny it, I clearly heard it, I’m going to summon my true body and swallow you all,” Abyssal Big Mouth roared furiously.

If swallowing were possible, he would have done it long ago; it was just Abyssal Big Mouth blowing off steam, obviously getting too worked up.

“No, think about it, what did I call you? Didn’t I always say ‘Okay, Big Mouth’ and not just ‘Big Mouth’? Right, you have to keep your word and not turn on me,” Anthony said with a righteous tone.

“I… you… I…” Abyssal Big Mouth was dumbfounded by such shameless sophistry, stammering and unable to utter a coherent sentence. It had been so long since anyone had tried to fool him with such low-level tricks. Just wait until I swallow you whole.

But no matter how shameless the trick was, if it worked, it worked. Abyssal Big Mouth was flustered, no longer angry but unsure how to react.

Anthony smiled slightly: “The last time Lord smashed your avatar, didn’t you also turn away? You just continued to sleep after flipping out, it wasn’t a big deal.”

Finally, Abyssal Big Mouth exploded, roaring furiously, “I! Will! …”
But just as he lunged forward, he found Anthony’s body shining with divine light, wielding the Pope Wand, as if ready to swing.

Abyssal Big Mouth forcibly stopped himself as he abruptly remembered he was an avatar. To avoid drawing attention, he had deliberately suppressed his power to a very low level. Even if he lashed out, he wouldn’t be able to kill the opponent; instead, he might get blown apart.

Being blown apart didn’t matter much, as it was just a temporarily created avatar, but it would interfere with his big plans for his stall.

Realizing this, Abyssal Big Mouth fiercely bit his tongue, forcibly swallowing what he was about to say and instead said, “I’m setting up a stall, I’m setting up a stall now, don’t block the way if you’re not buying, give it back to me.”

Anthony’s cheek twitched, and he said with a smile, “Of course I’ll buy, I’m just not sure how you want to sell it. Silver coin, you do the haggling.”

After saying that, he stepped back with a grave expression.

Negris had been noticing his irregular behavior and quickly came over to ask, “What’s going on? Are you deliberately provoking him? Why has your face gone pale?”

Anthony rubbed his face vigorously, heaved a sigh, and explained, “I was deliberately provoking him, hoping he’d lose composure in his anger. It’s very hard for someone to remain rational when angry; they tend to reveal more information. What I hadn’t expected was that he would actually hold back.”

“Does holding back tell us anything? Does it mean he wasn’t fooled, or just that he has more self-control?” Negris asked, puzzled.

“Abyssal Big Mouth is a Primordial God, there’s not much in this void that could make him show restraint, at least we can’t. According to his personality, the most likely response after I provoked him would have been his true body rushing over here. Even if he couldn’t swallow us, he’d want to disperse us, but instead, he held back.”

“This indicates that he’s facing a threat so severe, even he has to show restraint, and the means to deal with this threat lies within the items he wants to trade. What threat could possibly make even Abyssal Big Mouth hold back?”

Negris was startled, “The Void collapsing?”

Anthony nodded, “Only the collapse of the Void is a recent event. The Undead Ruler has been around for a long time and wouldn’t make him hold back now. If even he has to show restraint, what should we do?”

They were whispering among themselves when over by Silver Coin, a fight was almost breaking out. Abyssal Big Mouth roared in anger, “You scamming merchant, this is robbery, this is robbery!”