Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1825 - 1386: Are There Two Spit Melons Here?

Ange transported everyone to the leaf where the Slave Market was located, then looked towards the trunk of the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms from the edge.

"Is it moving? I don’t see any movent." Negris said.

The Tree of Ten Thousand Realms still looked the sa as before, with a thick, straight trunk supporting a massive canopy composed of countless giant leaves.

Each leaf was about one or two thousand kiloters long, divided into a sunny side and a shady side. The side directly struck by the light of the Divine Star was the sunny side, and the side where sunlight couldn’t reach was the shady side. The Star Descendants and subspecies primarily lived on the shady side, though a few special ones, like the Divine Star Shadow, lived on the sunny side.

Looking now, the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms seed unchanged from the past, with no sight of the Ancient Man Snake’s body.

Little Tree Man yaya yaya—

"It moved," Ange translated.

Only he could understand the yaya yaya of the Little Sapling and Little Tree Man. It was a wave of information, not language, much like ’I’m going to bloom,’ ’I’m going to sprout,’ or ’I’m going to rot.’ An old farr would imdiately understand, but the most adept linguist couldn’t translate it.

Negris had translated the Little Sapling’s information before, but it was usually simple. Now as the Little Tree Man was conveying such complex information, even the God of Knowledge was at a loss.

The Little Tree Man insisted there was movent, and Negris said no more. Ancient Man Snake was parasitic on it, so did it move or not, she didn’t know, but you knew?

Negris still found it odd, "Why is it moving? Is it planning to take action personally? If its body is seen, won’t that cause panic? How can it mingle here if that happens?"

Anthony expressed gravely, "If it’s confident it won’t be seen, that’s one thing. But if not, then the Star Descendants here are in trouble."

"Trouble? What trouble? Do you an it would dare to kill all the Star Descendants who see it?" Negris asked.

Anthony questioned, "Why wouldn’t it dare? Would you hesitate to drown an anthill in your dragon’s nest?"

"Uh..." Negris was at a loss for words. Thinking of it that way, it seed there’s nothing it wouldn’t dare to do. The gap between the Ancient Man Snake and the Star Descendants might be even larger than the gap between its forr dragon self and ants. Killing would be like taking out an anthill.

Thinking this, Negris felt uneasy, "I’ll go call back the silver coin and bamboo insects."

"I’ll go with you, and also check on the silver coin’s current situation," Anthony said.

Anthony hadn’t kept up with the silver coin’s situation for a while since he had no one to support financially anymore and no fiscal pressure, so he didn’t need to rely on the silver coin for financial support.

What the silver coin was doing now was purely a personal hobby.

The so-called ’Slave Market’ on the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms had beco the headquarters of the Silver Chamber of Comrce, gathering a large number of Star Descendants and subspecies to form an underground city with a population of three hundred thousand.

Three hundred thousand might not sound like much, but these were Star Descendants and subspecies. Even though subspecies made up the majority, they were still secondary descendants of the Divine Star. Randomly picking one of them from the planes, they could easily take on three to five Sword Saints.

And in fact, the silver coin had been doing just that, labor dispatching. Branding those intelligent, strong, and obedient subspecies with consciousness imprints, then sending them to various planes under the Divine Light Alliance to protect industry safety, or join the Vegetable Bone rcenary Group for so shady work.

The Star Descendants couldn’t be sent out; they faced a problem similar to the Ancient Gods of the Chaos Plane, unable to leave the Divine Star for long. Otherwise, they’d starve.

Like the Ancient Gods on the Chaos Plane, including the Abyssal Big Mouth and the Dark Origin, even the Ti-Space Ancient Dragon, they couldn’t leave the Chaos Mist for long or they’d starve. Ordinary food couldn’t satisfy their energy needs.

The Star Descendants were the sa. Here, they thrived under the sun, but on the planes, they would wither even if they ate Demon Crystals daily. That’s why Star Descendants couldn’t be found on planes. Despite their Star Shifting Ability, reaching planes wasn’t difficult, but no one wanted to stray too far from the Divine Star.

Of course, the ’God of Tree’ and the King Fei Lie’s agreent was a factor too. But how many Star Descendants knew about this agreent?

Before going far, Anthony saw a row of war chess boards. These boards were enormous, the size of cities, with crisscrossing lines overhead.

However, no Star Descendant was playing here now. The Tree of Ten Thousand Realms was about to be cut down, and the ’God of Tree’ had already summoned all Star Descendants to blockade it, leaving only the earth-level Star Descendants behind.

But given this warti state, earth-level Star Descendants didn’t dare to keep playing. If they were seen by those advanced Star Descendants, they’d provoke envy and possibly get beaten without a word.

The sa went for dodgeball and all the gas Star Descendants played. They were all paused.

Anthony and Negris arrived at a ground crevice, soon seeing a bustling ’city’ full of various next-gen beings transporting goods, selling products, or enjoying entertainnt, creating a lively scene.

There were no roads here; since subspecies could fly or jump, they didn’t need roads. And there were few buildings since it didn’t rain or have sunlight, they didn’t need buildings. Most subspecies just dug a pit or drew a circle to claim their territory.

So the crevice was full of pits and circles.

These pits and circles made up what could be called a ’city,’ right?

They soon found silver coin in one of the few buildings in the crevice, together with Durken, appraising and buying the goods brought by so subspecies.

He was looking over a shell, passing it to Durken after, whispering before turning to the subspecies who brought the shell.

"We don’t know what plant this cos from, but its shell can withstand high temperatures here, so it’s no ordinary plant. But it’s hollow inside; the most important fruit is gone. I’ll buy your shell for one Star Dust, but if you bring a complete fruit next ti, I’ll offer a base price of ten Star Dust, no upper limit. Does that work?" silver coin said smoothly.

The subspecies who brought the shell was disappointed, "Alright, but the place I found it is too far, I won’t be going back."

The silver coin gave it one Star Dust and took the shell. But when the subspecies tried to leave, Anthony stopped it, "Where did you find these shells? If you tell , I’ll give you ten Star Dust."

An empty shell sold for one Star Dust, but the location he’d never visit again could be sold for ten Star Dust. The subspecies sold the location without a second thought.

Curious, silver coin leaned over, "Lord Anthony, do you recognize this shell?"

"Not , Lord Nage recognizes it. He said this is a Spit lon shell. Is there another Spit lon here?" Anthony replied.