Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 213 - 153: What is ‘Mom’? _1



Chapter 213 - 153: What is ‘Mom’? _1

Chapter 213 Chapter 153: What is ‘Mom’? _1

Translator: 549690339

Returning to the Oasis, Negris saw Gailard gazing up at the World Tree, and he almost felt like running away.

In his understanding, elves were reluctant to let even a seed of the World Tree leave their hands. Now, they have actually grown a World Tree. Given the temperament of the elves, would they not want to kill them and dig up the World Tree?

Not far from Gailard, a tall and pure white unicorn was facing off with Purple Corpse, and Lightning, who always dared to backtalk Ange, was now hiding behind Purple Corpse like a kitten who saw a mouse, trembling with fear.

What happened? Ange tilted his head in confusion.

The little angel also tilted his head, flapped its wings open with a ‘Whoosh’ noise.

Little Zombie also called over to Lightning and displayed the hoe in his hand.

Although Lightning didn’t understand Aoao language, it could tell from the little angel and Little Zombie’s postures, and quickly shook its head, saying softly, “No, no, no, that’s my mom.”

“Whoosh?” The little angel tilted its head: mom? What’s that?

“Whoosh?” Little Zombie tilted its head: Mom? Should I hit her?

Lightning was shaking its head desperately, regardless of what the two little ones were saying, shaking its head was the right response to avoid the little angel from shooting its mom.

Gailard had already noticed the arrival of Ange and the others. She turned around and gave a respectful salute, “Gailard is happy to see Lord Ange and the God of Knowledge.”

Although Negris had only seen the Elf Queen once, he had already interacted with her many times through the teleportation array, and got straight to the point : “Your Majesty, is there anything you need?”

“I would like to ask Lord Ange to sell another ten World Tree saplings.” Gailard spoke directly.

“Huh? We don’t have…” Negris was about to deny three times, but saw Gailard glance at the World Tree.

Negris had the feeling of being caught in the act, claiming not to have eaten anything, yet crumbs remained at the corner of his mouth.

Helplessly asked: “What are you doing with so many saplings?”

“Quantity, in exchange for probability.” Gailard said somewhat sadly.

It was a rare personalized expression of the Elf Queen. If a Demon painter was present, they would have made a fortune just by capturing this moment of Gailard, who knows how many people it would attract to buy.

Unfortunately, none of those present were ‘normal’ people and simply ignored it.

Ange reached into the Temple of Rest, shrugged his shoulders, and continued to plant vegetables as the little angel tiptoed towards the Great unicorn, reaching out a finger to poke its thigh.

The Great Unicorn glanced at it and didn’t interject, which surprised Gailard. She understood the temperament of her mount all too well. Only the purest creatures could approach it, otherwise, they would be kicked away.

Negris rubbed his hands awkwardly: “Your Majesty, your demand for saplings puts me in a difficult position. There are no more saplings, all of them have grown into big trees now, threes and saplings do not have the same price, you will have to add more money.”

After some bargaining, Gailard only came up with eight hundred thousand Demon Crystals, and she was unwilling to add more: “This is the largest amount I can mobilize in a short time. If more is needed, we need to dig it now, and it will only be ready next year.”

“If one has a mine, the tone is indeed different. Let it be eight hundred thousand. However, our teleportation array is too small, and we can only saw the trunk for you.” said Negris.

If it was half a year ago, Gailard could have smashed Negris’ head for daring to propose sawing the World Tree.

Now it won’t. According to the growth of the World Tree in the Elven Territory, general rough handling would not cause damage to the World Tree. On the contrary, appropriate removal of some branches and leaves could accelerate its growth.

Evidently, the World Tree has not grown much because the elves used to be too cautious with them. Would a tree which dies if handled roughly qualify to be called the World Tree?

After both parties agreed, Negris dispatched some people to dig up the trees. In fact, if Gailard did not visit today, Negris would find a chance to sell some more World Trees to elves in a while, because World Trees grow excessively.

The barren Resting Abyss, which now has over a thousand World Trees planted. Normally, just one World Tree can adjust the ecology of a plane. Of course, it refers to the intelligent ones.

Although Resting Abyss’s trees are not intelligent, the basic functions of the World Tree are still present, such as adjusting the ecosystem, improving the soil, and protecting animals and plants.

If one tree has this function, it is enough. But now more than a thousand trees all have these functions, and these trees have no growth limit. This has been distressing the slaves of former Demon Valley, who are in charge of nurturing the World Trees. They were reluctant to chop them down, but if they did not, as these trees grew larger, the distance required to transplant them would also increase.

Theoretically, if the Resting Wind stops, it is possible to cultivate all the wastelands in the Resting Abyss and support several hundred million creatures. It would be ideal to transplant the World Trees to the cultivatable places and convert all of them into farmland, but the Resting Abyss does not have that many helpers.

Especially as the trees grew larger, the volume increased, and the manpower and material resources required for transplanting them would also increase.

Lastly, the most significant problem, is the lack of enough life energy.

The World Tree does not need water, soil or fertilizer. The only thing it needs is for other plants to thrive. According to Ange, that’s life energy.

A few thousand people in Witch City, a few thousand in Demon Valley, and tens of thousands in Ice City. Even if all fifty thousand of them put their lives on the line to grow crops, the life force they provide is not even enough as compared to a piece of grassland on the Prime Material Plane, not to mention providing for thousands of World Trees.


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