Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 167: Chapter 130: You’re the one who is poor, don’t drag us in_2

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Negris nodded.

The four guys looked at each other, all seeing the envy in each other’s eyes, then they simultaneously cursed: “Scoundrel, wasteful.”

“If we didn’t know any better, we’d think we were here for a picnic. Do you really think you can slay a dragon like this?” Luther said angrily, recalling his previous journeys through the Resting Abyss. He used to travel on foot, digging a hole to sleep in when he was tired or caught in the wind. They didn’t have all these frills, not even their afternoon tea was as well-arranged.”

“A Magic Pattern Certified Space Belt and a Space Ring, both with magic pattern certifications. If we have a chance, we should find a Great Wizard adept in Space Magic, see if they can erase the certification patterns.”

While doing the inventory and categorizing, they allocated items to those who could use them immediately, storing away the ones they wouldn’t need for now.

They quickly reached the luxurious carriage with the Rose Emblem.

Upon opening the carriage door and looking inside, Luther and Lightning let out exclamations of surprise. From the outside, it looked like a carriage of merely two meters wide and three meters long; however, the interior was luxuriously furnished, roughly around thirty square meters and glittering with gold.

A comfortable cool breeze came out, providing Luther and Lightning with a refreshing chill.

Luther couldn’t help but exclaim, “These nobles and wizards from the Prime Material Plane are so much richer than us.”

“Wait a minute, they have more money than you, don’t lump us together.” Negris hurriedly clarified.

Luther, somewhat stunned, scrutinized Negris incredulously.

“Heh, do you doubt me? Do you know how valuable every plant, stone, or archway here is?”

“Everlasting Spring Stones, priceless. Soul Transformation Wood, hundreds of Demon Crystals per pound, there must be thousands of tons here. Each Space Gate is worth tens of millions of Demon Crystals, and there are several of them here. Even the boundary of the farmland is rated at a Divine Artifact level, again, priceless.”

Speaking of the farmlands, Ange tilted his head and asked, “Do you know anything about it?”

“Of course, the Eternal Mirror Boundary. It cuts off a piece of the Prime Material Plane and projects it here. Don’t you wonder why it is always sunny within the farm’s boundaries, or why it’s teeming with life, or why it’s ever-changing? Without this boundary, nothing would grow in the Temple of Rest.”

After speaking, Negris sighed again. “This is a Divine Artifact-level Boundary, yet the kings used it for farming. It’s such a waste. Honestly, any single item here is worth a fortune in the Prime Material Plane. Even the abundant Breathing Soil, which is a treasure for alchemists and pharmacists, fetches a hefty price in the market.”

Having heard this, all Luther understood was ‘Divine Artifact-level Boundary.’ Unconvinced, he retorted, “All of these belong to the adults. What does it have to do with you? You’re as poor as us.”

“Ha, do you know what this is?” Inside the Temple of Rest, Negris’s true form was the Bronze Book. It flapped its pages a few times and said, “The Bronze Book, a divine artifact that can seal gods. How much do you think it’s worth?”

Luther was left speechless. Though he wanted to be stubborn, he knew that a book capable of sealing gods must be extremely valuable.

With a lightness to his tone, Lightning commented, “You also belong to the adults.”

Checkmate. It was Negris’s turn to feel the sting.

At this moment, Ange suddenly sensed something and immediately sent out his thoughts.

From the horizon came the sound of galloping hooves. A silver figure was furiously flapping its wings and speeding forward. In hot pursuit was Gailard on a unicorn. With each step the unicorn took, sparks flew and thunderous noises rang out.

However, even in the sky, a four-legged creature could not catch up to a winged one. The silver figure flew further and further away.

Just then, a female wizard suddenly appeared in front of the Silver Dragon, wielding a giant magic wand that was seven to eight meters long and as wide as a door panel. She swung it fiercely.

Ulana, the Silver Dragon’s face turned pale with fright. She shot up into the air, flapping her wings and tightening her stomach. Barely avoiding the female wizard’s magic wand, Ulana still got grazed, causing several scales to be scraped off.

With a scream, Ulana opened her mouth and spewed Dragon Breath towards the wizard.

Before the Dragon Breath could hit her, the female wizard vanished, reappearing above Ulana’s head. The giant wand smashed down onto Ulana’s back, nearly knocking the wind out of her.

Struggling, Ulana attempted a roll to shake off the female wizard. Suddenly a pain shot from her back. Looking to the side, she saw the female wizard had stuck one end of her wand onto her back.

“Nim Ah Maral Amru Bo Naha Lu Si Ye Lama!” Spells tumbled out of the female wizard’s mouth, clear as stones hitting Ulana’s head, leaving her dizzy.

“Seal!” With the last cry, Ulana suddenly felt the world reeling. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stabilize herself. As she spun, she noticed her opponent was growing larger.

This was not an illusion. As the spinning slowed, Ulana found herself gripped in the female wizard’s hand.

“How….how did she get bigger? What magic is this!?” Ulana was filled with disbelief and terror but showed no signs of surrender. She opened her mouth to spew Dragon Breath at her opponent’s hand.