Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 1678 - 1239 Nagustai Arrives

After Ange finished pounding on the tree-man Mote, he didn’t care anymore. He’s very busy, with the Chaos Mist around, there are many fun things to do, and his biggest problem now is lacking Chaos Mist.

However, he now has a stable source of Chaos Mist. The Spit Melon can compress space. The space it inhales contains scattered Chaos Mist, which gathers into a mass as the space compresses, then gets collected.

If the Monarch saw this scene, he’d probably be so angry he’d vomit blood. His collection speed while roaming the void might not even be faster than the Spit Melon’s.

Looking at the Chaos Mist that the Spit Melon spewed out, Negris estimated, "At this speed, a Death Scythe can be refined in half a month. How’s the energy consumption of the Spit Melon? Isn’t continuous inhaling and exhaling exhausting?"

"No." The Little Grass, which had grown significantly taller, replied, "Space is the source of my power. Inhaling and exhaling space allows me to grow strong."

"Oh, just like the Hole Bug, growing by devouring space," Negris realized.

"Who is the Hole Bug?" Little Grass questioned in confusion. Is there something else like it that grows by inhaling and exhaling space?

"Space Origin," Negris said.

"That’s not me." Little Grass immediately shook its leaves, saying, "Space Origin devours space; I don’t have that ability. I merely inhale and exhale space, and the energy produced from this process allows me to grow."

Little Grass was startled. How could it be compared to the Space Origin just like that? It’s merely a Spit Melon.

Negris realized, "So is this more like breathing or filter-feeding? Is there some energy in the space making you grow? Then why do you need Insect Ash Liquid?"

Little Grass curled up, pondering hard before saying, "It should be considered a tide, a space tide. The Insect Ash Liquid is fertilizer. I need adequate nutrition to sprout. Even if I’ve sprouted now, can’t I eat better?"

The miraculous Spit Melon, which can grow from space tides, immediately captivated all the researchers under Ange, who seemed eager to slice it up for study.

Negris, speechless, said, "You guys better not ruin Little Grass. There’s only one of this kind. Don’t mess it up."

Little Grass appreciatively gave Negris a ’look’ and quickly withdrew.

"Is it necessary? Is this ability really impressive?" Negris asked, puzzled.

Walker, the Cannon of Truth, exclaimed excitedly, "It’s extremely impressive! It only needs to inhale and exhale space rather than filtering energy from the space. Where isn’t there space? There’s even space in the Boundless Space Hole. Isn’t this essentially a perpetual core? This means it can traverse the Boundless Space Hole."

Anthony realized and said, "Isn’t this possibly the main reason for the Spit Melon being sent here? To let King Fei Lie leverage it to traverse the Boundless Space Hole? Excellent, this is key. I was agonizing over how to explain it, but now I don’t have to make it up. Inform Your Majesty."

...

With this detailed information and data, the Monarch not only fooled the Friel Queen but also the consciousness on her body.

Of course, the Monarch couldn’t perceive the consciousness of the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms, but he knows that the Little Sapling can scatter spores onto others, so imperceptibly that even the Star Progeny Master couldn’t tell.

What Little Sapling can achieve, Nagustai should also be able to accomplish, and it has ample time to set it up, possibly in the lungs, stomach, or blood, undetectable. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

For instance, by mentally scanning her body now, discovering the vegetable platter or mushroom soup from breakfast in her stomach—who would suspect anything?

Thus, the Monarch assumes its existence, regardless of its actual presence. After all, once back, Nagustai has ten thousand ways to probe into today’s discussions.

"Alright, I’ve told you everything you wanted to know. Go back. Soon, this place won’t be safe. I don’t know the power of the Gray Divine Star, but if I can’t stop it, you should flee this void as its target will surely be the Sun," the Monarch said.

The Friel Queen regarded the Monarch with a complex expression, hesitant to speak. She wanted to say, ’Stay and help, honored ancestor,’ but couldn’t bring herself to utter such words. With her abilities, staying would only become a burden.

But urging the ancestor to flee together? She dared not say such words either. Would Emperor Fei Lie be someone who would run away?

He even pursued and blew up the Ancient Godlight imprisoned within the Boundless Space Hole. Could an aged God Star like the Gray Divine Star drive him to flee?

After some internal struggle, the Friel Queen performed a salute and said, "Take care, honored ancestor."

Then, with Heroic Spirit Possession, she flew back the way she came.

When the news reached Ange, Negris said in astonishment, "That’s it? Just leaving like that? After all your efforts, just this?"

Anthony calmly replied, "No need to rush. The intended message has been conveyed. How the other party reacts is beyond our control."

"Huh? What message did you convey?" Negris asked in surprise, unable to grasp Anthony’s setup.

"Of course, the message that ’we have the capability to blast the Gray Divine Star. If you don’t want to die, then come and help,’" Anthony replied.

Seeing Negris still confused, Anthony had to explain, "When the Gray Divine Star enters the Divine Light Alliance’s territory, who dislikes it the most?"

"Ange, of course! If it burns all his fields, wouldn’t he be furious?" Negris said.

’Fields’ ’burned’? Ange, who was preoccupied, felt as if he had caught key terms and mentally scanned over.

Negris said irritably, "No one’s burning your fields. We’re hypothesizing."

Only then did Ange retract his attention.

Anthony whispered, "That’s because the Lord is kind-hearted and can’t bear such actions. But putting aside the Lord, Nagustai should be the most terrified when the Gray Divine Star approaches. Its symbiotic God Star hasn’t developed consciousness yet, and it can’t defeat the Gray Divine Star, unable even to flee."

"In such a situation, if someone suddenly informs it that they’ve once blown up the Ancient Godlight and are now preparing to intercept the Gray Divine Star, what might its reaction be?"

Negris pondered, "Watch the show?"

Anthony nodded, "Possible. Then we have Her Majesty take a detour to lead the Gray Divine Star into the Friel Empire’s location."

The Friel Empire and the Divine Light Alliance are at the fringes of the Boundless Space Hole. A short detour can change the entry point. As long as Ange’s fields aren’t burned, they won’t be too anxious.

"You’re so cunning..." Negris quipped, then switched the topic, "But it could also assist, helping intercept the Gray Divine Star. What if it can’t come? Isn’t there a Spiritual Locking Contract?"

"Do you think a mere Spiritual Locking Contract can restrain the Little Sapling? If it can’t restrain the Little Sapling, surely it can’t restrain Nagustai either," Anthony smiled.

Just at this point, Ange received feedback from the Monarch’s side—Nagustai came.

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