Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1367

Chapter 1367: Chapter 928: Go Buy Some Food Chapter 1367: Chapter 928: Go Buy Some Food City of Tas is the largest city on the edge of the Forest of Foehn Wind, with a population exceeding two million. Several Chaotic Burial Mounds are located outside the city, among which the valley six kilometers east of the city is the largest.

As soon as Ange and his group entered the valley, the Monarch couldn't help inhaling deeply, “Such a dense breath of death, it's a good place.”

Nagi and Gray Stick couldn't help but glance at each other. How could this eerie and terrifying place be good?

“All right, let's split up and search. With such a dense breath of death, we should be able to find some stronger Undead,” the Monarch said.

“Ah? Split up? Do we have to split up as well? No, my lord, I am your most loyal subject; I must follow you.” Gray Stick's face turned pale with fear. What if a hand reached out from the ground and touched her foot while she was alone in this eerie and terrifying place?

The Monarch looked at her, helplessly saying, “Troublesome fellow, you follow Nagi.”

After that, the four of them split into three groups and searched in three different directions. They needed to find a sufficiently strong soul, at least at the level of the Soul Heart, to withstand the projection of the silver coin.

The process was too troublesome. First, Ange had the newly born God Status assimilated into a Merchant God Status, allowing the silver coin's intent to project onto this God Status, and then through this God Status projected onto another body. Therefore, another body needs to be strong enough and affinitive to accommodate the descent of Divine Power.

Where to find such a strong Magician?

The Business Federation should have one, but the silver coin dared not use them because this god is too mature, obviously not a newborn, descending onto another Magician's body would easily give it away.

The best body would actually be the Divine Body grown from God flowers, but the problem is, Ange didn't have the seeds…

Given some time, Ange could cultivate plants similar to God flowers through the World Tree. The original God flowers were also cultivated by an Elf Druid, but that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

So the last resort was to find a strong soul, let the soul form a Soul Contact with the God Status, and project it onto the body through the Soul Network, just like Negris.

However, the problem was that Negris was too weak; any Soul Fire could withstand its projection. Now, the silver coin was a complete God Status, lacking sufficient strength to bear its projection.

Of course, the Monarch could also conjure a Soul Heart, but now the Soul Energy was exceedingly precious, and he himself was running short, so he wouldn't waste energy conjuring a Soul Heart, so he had to come out and look for a suitable one.

If he really couldn't find a Soul Heart, the top-tier Soul Fire could also make do. Both Ange and the Monarch knew how to promote a top-tier Soul Fire into a Soul Heart.

Ange strolled through the Chaotic Burial Mound, which was a very long and wide canyon. The area was quite large, planted everywhere with locust trees, mulberry trees, and eucalyptus trees, whose lush branches and leaves shaded the sunlight.

Beneath the tree shade, the atmosphere was morbidly still, with graves scattered across the terrain. Some mounds had been dug open by some creature, revealing chilling white bones inside, while others were merely a roll of straw mat covered with a thin layer of soil, now only showing the decayed straw mat, with everything inside long disappeared.

Yet, in such an adverse environment, Ange surprisingly saw someone–a strange figure draped in a dirty, tattered cloth cautiously peeking out from behind a locust tree and eyeing him.

It was indeed a human, alive, not a Zombie Skeleton.

The other party didn't approach or disturb him, so Ange ignored them and kept searching on his own, looking here and there, but found nothing after a long search.

Just then, the strange person draped in ragged cloth suddenly let out a hoarse voice, saying, “You… Are you looking for a 'good' corpse? I know where there are some, give me two gold coins and I'll tell you.”

As she spoke, the ragged person stepped out from behind a tree, and Ange immediately noticed the strangeness about him… her.

This odd person was a woman, thin and frail, yet sporting a large belly, like a malnourished pregnant woman. However, the strangest thing was that there was a robust soul inside her belly.

“???” Several question marks popped up in Ange's mind. A living person with a soul in her belly? This was a first for Ange.

Seeing that Ange said nothing and was sizing her up, the woman spoke again, “Can your mechanical construct talk? Two gold coins, and I'll tell you where to find good 'corpses.' If you agree, have your construct extend two fingers.”

The woman clearly mistook Ange for a mechanical construct controlled by someone else, and she seemed quite accustomed to this situation. Could it be that people often used mechanical constructs to come here in search of corpses?

Ange extended his fingers to signal 'two.'
The woman hastened over, despite her protruding belly, her movements were not at all cumbersome like those of a pregnant woman. As she approached, she extended her hand.

Up close, the perception was clearer, there really was a strong soul inside the woman's belly, but she was alive, which was extremely eerie.

Ange took out two gold coins and placed them on the woman's outstretched, rough palm, the palm was full of cracks and thick calluses, obviously belonging to a laborer.

After testing the authenticity of the gold coins, the woman spoke with some bitterness, “I can't believe you even carry gold coins on a construct, you're really rich. There are several old trees in that direction with hollowed-out trunks. I've hidden some special corpses inside the tree trunks; just look for the hollow old trees.”

As she spoke, the woman backed away and only turned to run quickly once she was at a safe distance.

Ange looked up at the locust tree beside him; its canopy immediately began to tremble, rustling softly as if touched by Gentle Wind. Since planting the World Tree, no one in the world could evade his perception in the realm of plants anymore.

Following the direction pointed out by the woman, Ange quickly found several hollowed-out old trees, each stuffed with a corpse inside the trunk.

They were indeed good corpses, fresh, strong, and resilient, hiding them inside the trunks of dead trees was indeed a great method. Just make a hole at the bottom of the trunk, and all the moisture would be drained.

A dry environment would be formed within the tree hollow, slowly mummifying the corpses.

The corpses were good, one even had remnants of Natural Elements, obviously a mage's corpse. A mage being buried in Chaotic Burial Mound?

Unfortunately, Ange needed souls, not corpses.

But Negris had said, a thief should never leave a treasury empty-handed, even if it's just poop one should pick some up, as it makes good fertilizer….
Ange conjured several Soul Fires and inserted them into those 'good' corpses, then he headed in the direction the woman had left. The surrounding trees rustled, guiding his way.

Quickly, Ange arrived at the ruins of a high-class graveyard, the most 'luxurious' spot in the entire Chaotic Burial Mound, with large flat stones scattered around like a ruin made of stonehenge.

A few teenagers excitedly crawled out from between the stones, the leader tightly clutching a gold coin, followed by companions who were jumping excitedly, “Let's go buy some food, let's go buy some food.”

Chapter end

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