Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1889 - 1450: A Pool of Forbidden Little Fireman Corp

What would make the well-inford God of Knowledge shout "We’re rich"? Of course, it’s not sothing like Golden Magic Crystals, not even the shiny things that dragons love to collect, but rather the vast expanse of White Crystals and Star Fla Crystal Stones.

Everyone’s gaze was drawn to the cave filled with White Crystals and Star Fla Crystal Stones: "So many? How many Star Descendants could this nurture?"

The cave was a massive space, large enough for the Old Vine and Puppet Snake to directly enter. At the entrance, there was a mountain of White Crystals, and behind it, a slightly smaller mountain of Star Fla Crystal Stones. Just these two piles were enough to blind everyone’s eyes.

"How many White Crystals are there here? Must be billions, right? Why did the Ancient Man Snake store so many White Crystals here? Why not use them to incubate Star Descendants?" Negris asked in confusion.

Anthony replied, "Because incubating Star Descendants is aningless to it. The life force of Star Descendants nourishes the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms. If the Divine Tree grows too quickly, it might beco uncontrollable, so it’s consciously controlling the number of Star Descendants, limiting the amount of life force."

"That’s reasonable, which is why it carelessly blew up all the Star Descendants, because to it, it’s easy to cultivate hundreds of thousands of Star Descendants. If they’re destroyed, another batch can be raised," Ursman agreed with Anthony’s guess.

"Then why collect all the White Crystals here? Wouldn’t it be better to leave them where they are?" Negris asked.

"Perhaps it’s to prevent them from hatching in place. Now there’s a pile of White Crystals already hatching in their original spot, and if they aren’t collected, Olette might dig them up," Anthony replied.

After so discussion, everyone agreed that the Ancient Man Snake gathered the White Crystals here to control the number of Star Descendants.

"And what about these Star Fla Crystal Stones? They can’t possibly all be collected from Forbidden Little Firen, can they? There are simply too many; even a hundred Forbidden Little Firen couldn’t collect this much." Negris said, gazing at the pile of Star Fla Crystal Stones.

Anthony and Ursman exchanged a glance, and Ursman said, "Maybe they were collected from two hundred Forbidden Little Firen."

Negris blinked, asking, "What do you an?"

Anthony said, "There may have been hundreds of Forbidden Little Firen. The Ancient Man Snake has been plundering the Star Fla Power from the Little Firen, perhaps over millions of years, resulting in the deaths of hundreds of Forbidden Little Firen."

Negris widened his eyes sharply: "Hundreds? Are you saying that the Divine Star Spirits of these Forbidden Little Firen have perished by the hundreds?"

Forbidden Little Firen are more mature than Little Firen. Whether in terms of language or experience, they are far more developed, clearly long-lived individuals, yet they themselves aren’t entirely sure how long they’ve lived.

For long-lived species like them, the perception of ti is very weak. Humans can feel hours, but can they perceive milliseconds?

Three to five hundred years, to a God Star, is like milliseconds, aningless.

But even so, the ti perceptible to Forbidden Little Firen is still too short compared to the Ancient Man Snake and the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms. Before it regained its mory, were there other Divine Star Souls here?

Now it seems there were many, but they have all been completely depleted, leaving only this mountain of Star Fla Crystal Stones.

"So if we don’t save the Forbidden Little Fireman, will it be like the forr Divine Star Souls, with all its power drained and then dissipating? And then the God Star will generate a new Divine Star Soul, becoming a Little Fireman again?" Negris asked.

Anthony nodded in agreent.

Looking at those Star Fla Crystal Stones, Negris suddenly sighed, "This God Star feels so cruel."

"Huh? Why say that?" Anthony was taken aback and asked, confused why Negris would have such a sentint. God Star doesn’t have consciousness, so in what way is it cruel?

"The Forbidden Little Fireman is actually quite a cute little fellow, right? Although it behaves fierce, that’s just an act. Yet the God Star didn’t hesitate to give birth to hundreds, one after another, just to incubate Divine Stars. The Ancient Man Snake kills one, and it nurtures a new one, continuing until today. Isn’t that cruel?" Negris asked.

"Uh, if counting that way, then the Resting Wind is even more cruel. It constantly births Undead Souls, and they beco Skeleton Zombies and Spiritual Bodies, devouring each other. The bodies of the devoured souls stay behind, waiting for new souls, isn’t that more ruthless?" Anthony said grudgingly. Why did this Little Fat Dragon suddenly beco so sentintal?

"Uh, seems like it." Negris realized, awkwardly saying, "My bad, my bad, we dragons tend to lose composure when we see shiny things."

Ursman, puzzled, asked, "I’ve heard similar rumors. Would that really happen? Are dragons truly beguiled by shiny things, turning evil and brutal?"

"Of course not, it’s just that we dragons are so large. From our heads to the ground, it’s fifty ters. If it’s not shiny, we simply can’t see it clearly," Negris said.

"So that’s it, dragons have poor eyesight." Ursman realized suddenly.

"What do you an poor eyesight? It’s just that your human things are too small," Negris retorted angrily.

"Birds can see things on the ground clearly from hundreds of ters in the air, yet you can’t at fifty ters? If that’s not eyesight, what is?" Ursman said.

As they argued about whether dragons had poor eyesight, the Monarch’s voice echoed from deep within the cave: "Co take a look."

Evidently, the Monarch had discovered sothing. Following the sound, the group flew deeper into the cave and soon arrived at a giant pool filled with bright red magma.

"What is this? Magma? What’s there to look at, it’s everywhere outside." Negris glanced a few tis, unable to discern any clue.

Xisluo and Durken quickly noticed the issue. Durken even reached in and scooped up a bit of the magma, exclaiming in surprise, "Not hot, it’s cold, not magma at all."

They each picked up a little, indeed finding it not hot, probably only one or two hundred degrees, while the environnt’s temperature was already a thousand degrees. Magma at just one or two hundred degrees was basically ice.

"What is this stuff?" They studied it for a while but couldn’t figure out what it was, so they turned to Ange.

Ange said, "Corpses."

Connecting this to the Star Fla Crystal Stones outside, Negris first reacted: "Forbidden Little Fireman corpses?"

Ange nodded, then arched his body and silently opened his mouth wide as if to shout.

Shortly after, a Little Angel ca in, holding the Forbidden Little Fireman, flapping its large wings like a giant moth.