Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

“Aoo!” Little Angel roared at it.

“Aoo…” White Neck whined pitifully.

Ange held onto White Neck’s phantom, kneading it for a while until he abruptly asked, “How should I pound it?”

Negris replied, “The problem is with hatching. Some juvenile dragons have developed consciousness while still inside the egg and can communicate with their parents. But due to difficulties hatching, they end up dying. It’s heart-wrenching. It’s an error, see if you can modify it. Make it so the young dragon’s nerves don’t connect to the eggshell. That way, even if the hatching is problematic, they could still break the shell.”

Ange gestured for a while, but did not take action. Instead, he released his control over White Neck, saying, “I don’t know where I should pound, bring me an unhatched egg.”

“So you mean, you can’t fix this defect through White Neck? Because you don’t know what causes the difficulty in hatching, you need a stuck egg?” Negris translated his remark.

Ange nodded.

“Alright then, White Neck, call out to Brooks.” Negris instructed.

White Neck shook its head, “Aoo!”

“Kvada! I taught you to speak Dragon Language, and all you can do is ‘Aoo’? You can’t even speak properly!” Negris grumbled in frustration.

In truth, White Neck did understand Dragon Language, but it didn’t use it very often and couldn’t express complex concepts using its bloodline’s call.

Having no choice, they sought out Naeli, who contacted Brooks. Brooks replied, “We do have a few, but they’re not stable. If they’re moved carelessly, they’ll die. Why don’t you and Lord Ange come over to Dragon Island? I’ll meet you near the coast, how about that?”

…

Rex was an island about four or five kilometres away from the mainland. You could see the opposite shore from here. This was the closest human city with a teleportation array to Dragon Island.

Ange walked out of the teleportation array with Little Angel, Little Zombie, Lightning, a big cat, and Luther in tow.

Teleportation arrays charge both ways. Ange didn’t have to pay anything to use his own teleportation array to teleport from Goddess of Beauty City, but he had to pay a fee on the receiving end.

Receiving end consumes less energy, each person only had to pay a standard fee of five gold coins, or half a demon crystal.

The amount of energy consumed by the teleporting end wasn’t fixed. It was usually two or three demon crystals. If it was an interplanar teleport, ten or even twenty demon crystals could be required.

The transaction between Light Sea Plane and Anthony that involved exchanging food for population cost Anthony two million demon crystals. This meant that for the fifteen thousand tons of food, Anthony paid twelve times the normal price.

However, nobody was dissatisfied with this transaction. Due to the food shortages, food prices going up by seven to eight times was normal. Being able to buy food was already a great thing…

Luther grumbled, “Isn’t it half a crystal per person? Why is it five now?”

“You have a horse, and a horse counts as six people.” The cashier explained.

Luther glared at Lightning, dutifully handed over five demon crystals, and complained, “You’re really expensive.”

Lightning glared back to the cashier and said, “You are the horse. Your whole family are horses.”

Once the group was a distance away, the cashier finally realized, “That horse… can talk? Am I hallucinating? But…its cap looks pretty good, where did they buy it?”

Having left the teleportation array’s area, Ange and his group entered a bustling world.

After arriving in the human world, Ange had mostly stayed in the desert, hardly visiting any human cities. But even the cities he had visited weren’t as crowded as Drake. This place was simply packed, as far as the eye could see there were people.

Drake was a very prosperous trade hub. Merchants, sailors, pirates, mercenaries, all sorts of people came here, some even from as far as the Republic of Stellaris.

Goddess of Beauty City was only a half desert away from the Republic of Stellaris, but if you wanted to come here by sea, you would have to travel half the continent, a journey amounting to over ten thousand kilometers.

If it weren’t for magic and spatial storage artifacts, sea ships would never be able to complete such a long-distance voyage. The crew would all die of strange diseases on the way.

Because of all the people gathering here, there were people in all sorts of attire. There were those who wore robes from head to toe, some who only hung a few pieces of cloth on their bodies and barefoot pirates.

Of course, anyone with sharp eyes could tell that they were pirates, but they would never admit to it unless they bumped into them out at sea.

The city was also abundant with thieves. Luther reached back and immediately caught a small wrist. He had caught a would-be thief trying to steal his spatial storage bag.

The thief flashed an embarrassed smile when he realized not only Luther but also Ange, Little Angel, and even the horse and the fur hat on the horse’s head were looking at him. They had all noticed his attempted theft.