Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 1659 - 1220: Buy Big, Get Small

A few little flames excitedly showed off their prohibitions to the Little God Star, jumped around, and hugged each other, expressing with glee that they wouldn’t get burned.

Only then did the Little God Star notice the prohibitions on them and flicked one in irritation: "These are prohibitions, you dummies."

The little flames dispersed into a round heap, utterly confused: "What is a prohibition?"

The Little God Star turned to Ange and said, "Prohibition, release."

Ange nodded, and with his nod, the prohibition on the little flames was immediately lifted, causing the little flames that were hugging each other to scatter and strongly protest to the Little God Star, demanding their ’armor’ back.

Well, they mistook the prohibition as armor.

The Little God Star was somewhat overwhelmed by the noise and had no choice but to seek Ange: "Prohibition, exchange."

Ange nodded and pointed at one of the little flames, saying, "Exchange, one."

"Huh? Mine, not exchanging." The Little God Star immediately refused.

"What do you have?" Ange asked.

"I... I have this." The Little God Star was almost stumped, it was dirt poor, owning nothing aside from emitting light and heat.

But soon, it remembered the Star Progeny Master’s treasury and pointed to that big pit.

Ange shook his head: "Mine."

"I opened it." The Little God Star insisted on the principle of whoever opens it first owns it.

Ange displayed the Star Progeny Master’s white crystal: "His, mine."

What’s his is mine.

"I open, you can’t open." The Little God Star tried another angle.

Ange transformed into the Dragon God, solidified space, gathered dozens of Southern Crown Strikes, but didn’t release them, only showing them to the Little God Star, as he was merely projecting over and couldn’t waste power arbitrarily.

"Can open." Ange said, with space solidification and Southern Crown Strikes, the accumulated energy intensity was the best proof.

The Little God Star finally realized it truly had nothing to exchange with, and asked: "You exchange it for what? To eat?"

"Farming, illumination." Ange explained what farming was.

The Little God Star glowed entirely: "I can, I can, change me, I, can illuminate."

This job it was extremely familiar with; it had been flying around here for years, merely providing illumination.

"You can? Temperature, humidity, illumination, spectrum..." Ange asked several professional questions and then realized the Little God Star truly knew how to ’farm.’

Here, farming referred to knowing how to make plants grow more robustly, and it was very professional in this regard; it was essentially a professional master of plant growth by controlling light and temperature.

Ange’s eyes sparkled, and without another word he taught it the Constant Seal method, saying: "Exchange you." frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

Anthony was hiding far away, not daring to speak, and Negris projected onto him was the same, only daring to whisper in Anthony’s soul:

"Isn’t this Little God Star foolish, refusing to exchange a little fireball, yet exchanging itself, did it think these little fireballs would leave it? Doesn’t this equate to intending to exchange a small one but ended up with a big one together with all the small ones? Its business would surely incur great losses."

Anthony murmured softly: "So didn’t you see I didn’t dare speak? Their ideas can’t be deduced with common sense, better let the Lord handle it, the Lord is adept at coaxing children."

Sometimes it’s quite mystical; while Ange needed Negris to translate his words with them, he could clearly communicate with those like Little Sapling, Little Wraith, Little Angel, etc., which was absolutely incredible.

"That’s true, he himself is like a child, sharing a common language, so, he now exchanged a Little God Star and several juvenile Little God Stars, only paying a Constant Seal?" Negris didn’t know how to react.

"Seems so, but since it knows farming, for what it desires the Lord will certainly provide." Anthony said.

It’s really rare, Ange has acquired so many subjects but seems like nobody adept in farming; Little Sapling is proficient but it was Ange’s cultivation, considered a crop.

"Did they state the duration of the exchange?" Negris suddenly thought of a question.

According to Ange and the Little God Star’s dialogue, this exchange wasn’t allegiance or dedication, merely a simple employment, but hiring a Little God Star with a Constant Seal was exceedingly worthwhile, yet they appeared not to stipulate a hiring term.

Uncertain if it was forgotten, or they set it in a way incomprehensible to Anthony and Negris; in any case, acquiring a farming-capable Little God Star made Ange joyful, without even looking at the treasury, he led the Little God Star to the other side, where there were mountains, water, trees, and fields; perfect for some fun.

Watching the distant figures of Ange and the Little God Star, Anthony rubbed his forehead, starting to chuckle bitterly.

"Why are you laughing? Are you unable to sort these out? Still needing Ange’s help?" Negris teased.

Anthony bitterly laughed: "Lord Nage, you give me too much credit, right now I’m just a god."

"Only a god? Wow, now you’re looking down on gods?" Negris replied indignantly. It was only the God of Knowledge, if Anthony disdained gods, it meant disdain toward it as well.

"It’s not that, go down for a moment and you’d know. Here, I’ll give you control, feel it yourself." Anthony said.

"What do you mean?" Negris, puzzled, took over Anthony’s body’s control, jumped into the pit, and as it landed on the edge it felt a powerful force pulling it into the pit, sliding down into the bottom.

As it tried to stand up, however, it found its body unusually heavy, seemingly burdened with a weight of several thousand kilograms. Not only from above but forces around pressed against its body, feeling akin to being situated several thousand meters beneath the sea.

"So heavy, what’s going on?" Negris shockingly said.

"Not heavy, compressed, everything seems compressed, when I picked up that half-finished Abyss Bridge, I noticed it, entirely beyond my understanding range. Without the Lord’s help, I fear missing plenty of things." Anthony said.

The Star Progeny Master is the Star God, merely one level below the Origin, his casually arranged things might be void laws-level challenges to Anthony.

Ange effortlessly could see through various arrangements, suppress, decode, or even erase subordinate origin powers, but Anthony could only cautiously deal with them, survival was manageable but exploring the treasury risked missing critical things.

"Makes sense, but let’s search around first, later let Ange come and see, not calling him now, since he’s found something amusing, let’s wait for him to finish enjoying it before speaking." Negris said.

Anthony nodded, cautiously roaming inside; aside from the items visible at the pit entrance, the entire internal space was actually extremely vast.

After a round, they suddenly somewhat understood where the compression feeling came from: "I feel this place is the interior of something, compressed and folded, it should unfold."

"I also think so, but what’s the inside of? A tree? Look at these textures, like wood grain?" Negris asked.

"Like, but not the interior of a tree, it should be alchemical items; look here, emblem pattern, doesn’t it resemble the habit of Durken and these alchemists, hiding their insignias in various textures as authenticity marks?" Anthony pointed to some tiny textures and said.

Negris looked carefully, surprised and said: "Really, so someone constructed an alchemical item, then dismantled, folded and compressed it, acting as a treasury for valuables?"

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