Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1702: 1263: Able to Bite Divine Tree Leaves

Chapter 1702: Chapter 1263: Able to Bite Divine Tree Leaves

No wonder Diakos’s eyes lit up. Can it actually share profits by opening trade routes? Doesn’t that an once a trade route is established, money can just be collected while lying down?

“Pretty much. In the future, any trade conducted through my routes by the comrce guild will give a five percent profit share. Lying down to collect money? I guess I could just sprawl out and still receive Crystal Stones,” Diakos said with a chuckle.

“How long can you collect for? Do you get a five percent cut every ti there’s a transaction? Are others willing to keep giving? If they end up bypassing the guild and trading privately, won’t you end up with nothing?” Negris asked.

Diakos rubbed his hands together and said, “The president said he’ll guarantee my share in the early stages. For at least ten years, I can collect trade route taxes. If after ten years I still can’t control the routes, then I’m just a fool and he’ll leave be.”

“Uh, what do you an? How do you control trade routes? Can trade routes even be locked up to prevent others from using them?” Negris asked, puzzled.

“There are many thods. The president ntioned building logistics, stations, caravan teams, guard teams, and… a thieves’ group… that’ll basically have the trade routes under tight control,” Diakos explained.

“Wow, that’s so shrewd rchant, teaching you everything. So that’s why you want to buy our bamboo insects, planning to use them as carrying beasts, right?” Negris quipped.

Even teaching the thod of forming a thieves’ group to raise transportation costs and force caravans to use guard services, the silver coin really held nothing back.

“Yes, sir. Your bamboo insects have brands. I thought they were brought for sale, and most of the subspecies sold here can’t fly. The flying subspecies are too powerful and can’t be controlled without prohibition brands,” Diakos continued.

Even sothing like Gampasa used to be the lowest Earth Level but was still a subspecies, much stronger than Diakos. In the slave market, brought-up subspecies might be slaves, but subspecies are generally there to buy slaves.

Anthony interjected at this mont, “How long have you been here? Can you give us an overview of this place? Like the population size, what is produced and needed, the power factions, and who governs this place.”

“Yes, sir. I’ve been here for a long ti, even before the second Light Disaster. Oh, they don’t call it Light Disaster here; they call it Divine Star Boiling. I can’t calculate the exact population. This place is too vast. I’ve been here so long, and haven’t even covered two leaves.

Two leaves might sound insignificant, but each leaf is nearly two thousand kiloters long and a thousand kiloters wide, and they’re two-sided. Covering two leaves totals eight million square kiloters…

The underside faces the sun, known as the sunny side. During the Light Disaster, it’s almost impossible for people to stay there. The current side they’re on is the shady side. Although there’s no direct sunlight, the surrounding leaves reflect light, so the illumination isn’t low.

“The main production here is Origin Crystal Stones, containing powerful Origin Power, necessary for every Celestial Descendant Clan and subspecies. As for demands…” Here, Diakos smiled wryly:

“I honestly don’t know what people here demand. They don’t need to eat or drink, or even study to make money. As long as the God Star isn’t extinguished, they’re Undead. Even in my tribe, where everyone wants light-shielding cloaks, the subspecies here don’t like them. They’re not as fragile as us subspecies. When the Light Disaster cos, they just endure a bit and adapt.”

“I haven’t opened the trade routes yet. It’s like the president told in a story: A shoemaker ca to a new continent, only to find out that the people there don’t wear shoes.” Diakos lanted.

Anthony comforted him, “Go on, after you’re done, I’ll tell you what the subspecies here demand.”

Diakos, half-believing, gave Anthony a glance and continued, “The manager here is the God of Tree, who shelters all. However, it generally doesn’t bother with our conflicts. If fighting occurs, the God of Tree doesn’t intervene, as long as we don’t set the place on fire.”

Negris couldn’t help rolling his eyes. The temperature on the sunny side here is thousands of degrees, hot enough to lt rocks. Who could set it on fire?

But everyone understood Diakos’s aning. Fights and brawls are not managed by the God of Tree. Even if a few are killed or injured, the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms won’t intervene, because plant systems consider these as part of nature. As long as no large-scale extinctions occur, they probably won’t care.

However, the God of Tree is the God of Tree, and now this Tree of Ten Thousand Realms has been parasitized by the Ancient Man Snake. Its character is unknown to everyone.

“The God of Tree doesn’t interfere in minor matters, but normally there are so Void Tree People and high-level Celestial Descendant Clan mbers maintaining order. Recently, the leader of the Void Tree People disappeared. Only so ordinary Void Tree People and Celestial Descendant Clan mbers remain. A few days ago, the Divine Tree flung a vine sowhere unknown, indicating sothing must have happened outside.” Diakos suddenly lowered his voice, speaking softly.

Negris smirked, “That leader of the Void Tree People wouldn’t happen to be nad Mort, would it?”

Diakos froze for a mont, “Indeed, Mort is the na. How did you know?”

Negris smirked again, saying nothing. Of course, it knew, Mort was taken down by the Gray Divine Star.

After finishing his explanation, Diakos asked, “Sir, do you know what the Celestial Descendant Clan mbers need?”

Diakos, being a Divine Star Descendant, didn’t know what Celestial Descendant Clan mbers needed, yet Anthony dared to say he knew? Diakos was a bit skeptical.

Anthony smiled faintly, “The needs of life are divided into five levels. The lowest is physiological needs, like eating, drinking, and sleeping, which Celestial Descendant Clan mbers don’t have, and neither do you subspecies. Correct?”

Diakos nodded.

“Next is safety needs. You originally wanted to buy the light-shielding cloak because the Light Disaster made you feel unsafe, right?” Anthony asked.

Diakos nodded thoughtfully.

“Next are social needs, esteem needs, and self-actualization needs. Let’s not talk about others, but do you know what the greatest need of a bamboo insect is? It wants to evolve; it can’t fly but wants to evolve into a flying subspecies,” Anthony explained while gesturing to Gampasa.

What a rchant indeed. Diakos blinked and imdiately sensed sothing was off. He looked at Gampasa, then at Anthony, shocked, “It can’t fly? But now… can you make it evolve?”

Anthony nodded. He was about to say sothing when Ange, who had been squatting, suddenly stood up.

Beneath Ange’s feet, amidst the debris of broken shells, a glossy black insect stretched its wings, munching on wood from the pit while laying an egg with great effort.

Negris was utterly astonished. Although knowing that Ange would succeed, witnessing it still left it amazed. In just over half an hour, Ange managed to breed an insect that could withstand thousand-degree temperatures and munch on Divine Tree leaves.