Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1822 - 1383: It’s Time to Become One

Hearing ’send in,’ Anthony’s heart skipped a beat and he nodded slightly.

As Ange’s spokesperson, Anthony understands the implications of each of Ange’s actions very well, often more than Ange himself. The Master God just needs to follow his desires, but the spokesperson has more to consider.

Towards outsiders, Ange follows the principle of equal exchange: whatever the other party gives him, he returns an equivalent in kind.

However, Ange does not force himself to adhere strictly to this principle. He’s an Old God Stick; how could he con people if he did equal exchanges every ti?

Towards outsiders, it’s equal exchange; towards his own people, Ange distributes according to need. If he believes you need sothing, he will provide it, except for farming stuff.

With such a lord, it’s like everyone under Ange’s wing has been kissed by the Goddess of Fortune.

Can you imagine a boss who, every ti he gains, only keeps the farming tools and seeds, distributing all the money to everyone else? That’s the kind of boss Ange is.

Now, Ange has returned an equivalent amount of Star Fla to the Forbidden Little Fireman, clearly considering it one of his own.

This also reminded Anthony to consider the Forbidden Little Fireman in his next plans.

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Inside the tree burl of the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms, the Forbidden Little Fireman continues to play as always. It doesn’t read Knight novels anymore because they are no longer available, so it switched to playing Dwarf chess by itself.

It looked like a semi-circular fla lying on the ground, only protruding a ’hand’ when moving a piece, gesturing to move the piece without actually touching it.

There were too many toys; no one had the energy to remake a set that it could use. The ones found were all the common goods sold to the Star Descendants, unable to withstand its touch.

After moving the piece, the fla retracted into the ground, only to reappear from the other side of the board, taking its turn to play against itself from another direction.

Upon seeing the Little Tree Man, the Forbidden Little Fireman hurriedly erged from the ground, transforming from a fla into a fireman, greeting it. However, it didn’t ask the Little Tree Man to play with it because it had tried before, and after teaching for a long ti, the Little Tree Man still couldn’t grasp the rules.

Ya— the Little Tree Man responded, then bent over as if straining to poop. After a while, a fruit erged from its head.

It raised the fruit with both hands, handing it to the Forbidden Little Fireman, and let out another ’ya.’

"From the king? What’s this?" the Forbidden Little Fireman asked curiously.

’King’ here is just a title, without any subordinate relationship, because the Little Tree Man doesn’t know Ange’s na, so like the Little Zombie and the Little Angel, it calls Ange ’King,’ and therefore the Forbidden Little Fireman does the sa.

Ya— the Little Tree Man responded.

"A reward?" The fruit opened to reveal a Star Fla Crystal Stone, containing the Star Fla that the Ancient Man Snake had taken from it.

Seeing these untouched Star Fla Crystal Stones, if not for the Little Tree Man’s explanation, the Forbidden Little Fireman would have doubted whether this ’King’ was the Ancient Man Snake.

"The king gave this for what? I don’t even use it." The Forbidden Little Fireman asked in confusion.

It’s not that it’s unusable, but too little. The Ancient Man Snake always took ten units of Star Fla at a ti, so returning one or two units was aningless.

The Little Tree Man was puzzled: Ya—

"Alright, alright, I won’t ask you, you big dummy." The Little Fireman said irritably.

The Little Tree Man was angry: Ya—Ya—

"You’re not a dummy? Fine, co play chess with . Whoever loses is the dummy." The Little Fireman said with hands on hips.

Ya— The Little Tree Man turned to run away, squatting in the corner and blending into the tree burl.

...

Ange summoned the Star Fla Avatar, absorbing all the remaining Star Fla, transforming the avatar suddenly into a Star Fla Giant equivalent to the strength of fourteen Mai Bao.

However, the Gray Divine Star lanted: "It’s a pity, strength isn’t the most important for Star Fla Warriors because no amount of Star Fla can compare to the God Star itself. More important is the ability to use Star Fla. Without the Star Fla Arrow of Ge Castle or the Molten Fire Shield of that Mai Bao, no matter how much Star Fla there is, it’s just glowing and heating, a waste."

Ange’s Star Fla Avatar inexplicably glanced at it, placed its left foot directly into the Space-Ti Domain, and its entire form burrowed in.

Ange ignored it, but Negris was stunned by the words: "Huh? Is more Star Fla useless?"

The Gray Divine Star shrugged its mouth: "Can more Star Fla compare to the amount I have? And you all still grind down until I’m out of temper."

Negris sneered: "You still have the cheek to say, isn’t yours old fla, can it be the sa?"

The Gray Divine Star said angrily: "What’s the difference? Just because it has less incrent doesn’t an it can’t burn you to death."

Everyone was already familiar with one another, quarreling a bit. Negris asked: "What technique do you have? Teach Ange?"

The Gray Divine Star said sheepishly: "This ability can only be awakened by each Star Fla Warrior themselves, it can’t be taught."

Negris saw through its guilty conscience with one look, saying disdainfully: "Is it that you also don’t know? Hmm, hasn’t your Star Fla Warrior ever awakened a skill? If yours had, you should know its skills too."

Ange’s fanatics or Subordinate Gods comprehend the Divine Technique; Ange knows it too. By the sa logic, if the Gray Divine Star had its own Star Fla Warrior, it should know their awakened skills.

Bringing up the sore subject, the Gray Divine Star beca enraged: "Is it that easy? Those few aren’t actual Star Fla Warriors, they’re just parts of the Gez Fortress consciousness imprinted out. If I had a Star Do Seal Cloth, I could imprint a few out too."

Negris spread its hands: "But still can’t use the skills."

Ahh! The Gray Divine Star finally felt the urge to strangle this Fatty Dragon out of madness. Just as it was about to take action, Ange’s Star God Avatar moved, summoning the Space-Ti Chessboard, revealing a small fireball above it that lit up the entire board like the sun.

"Pfft, you threw your Star Fla Avatar in there as a light source? Damn, this way, indeed, no skill is needed, just to light up and heat." Negris spewed old blood, no wonder Ange looked at the Gray Divine Star with such a perplexing expression earlier; he just wanted it for light and heat.

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Little Fireman Divine Star, under the Molten Fire, one thousand kiloters in the negative direction, Mai Bao, now shrunken to one-tenth of its size and all green, barely managed to escape here, already sowhat exhausted.

This deep molten fire was too solid and hot, not a good place for recovery, but above it was closely monitored by the Star Descendants. Once its track was discovered, so roots would imdiately probe into the molten fla, expanding quickly and then exploding.

Originally, being blasted hundreds of tis in the void was harmless, but the explosion of roots in the molten fire was a completely different story. It would blast the molten fire, which when splashing onto its body, could easily shred it to pieces.

Mai Bao dared not rise to the surface; at this depth, it could not hold on much longer, only hoping to find Ge Castle soon for so shelter.

Not long after, it saw a green cloth floating ahead, which made it relieved. Fortunately, Ge Castle was also hit by these dyes; otherwise, without ntal contact, it would be hard to find each other in this vast molten fire.

"Ge Castle, help ," Mai Bao said.

"Mm, co over," Ge Castle responded, then unfolded the cloth, wrapping Mai Bao inside.

Thinking Ge Castle was helping it, it soon realized that Ge Castle’s ’cloth’ was wrapping tighter and tighter, as if trying to strangle it.

"Ge Castle, what are you trying to do!?" Mai Bao struggled desperately.

"You and I are both parts of the God Star’s consciousness, separated for the transfer; now it’s ti to beco one, don’t you think?" Ge Castle’s voice was indifferent.