Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 1969 - 1530: I Can Move You Out

The Star Mover hesitantly looked at the little Star Fla figure in Ange’s hand. It was clutching a newly condensed ball of Star Fla, gobbling it up like a small beast, then glanced at the Star Mover, smacking its lips as if wanting more, showing no signs of indigestion.

"You want to toss this little thing on , have it help remove those filthy things?" the Star Mover tentatively asked.

Ange nodded.

"You wish!" the Star Mover rare but angrily roared.

Ange tilted his head.

Anthony was amused and didn’t bla the Star Mover for such a strong reaction. This ball of Star Fla was indeed quite intimidating; despite its chubby and cute appearance, it actually ate Star Fla, and quickly, as well, chomping it down in a few bites.

The ball of Star Fla it gnawed on was specifically condensed by the Star Mover to test its ability to digest his power, but unexpectedly, it was devoured in re bites.

Placing such a thing on himself, who knows if it would gnaw him? Bringing this thing out, the Star Mover might think they were after his life; a couple of shouts were already very polite.

"Don’t be mad, don’t be mad. The way our Lord uses is naturally the fastest and most convenient. If you find it dangerous, we can discuss it further; we don’t covet your Star Fla, we have our own mature God Star." Anthony hurriedly said.

"Are there other thods? In any case, such a dangerous thing, I won’t let it stay on ." said the Star Mover.

"Let’s discuss it." Anthony said.

After a hushed discussion with Ange, Ange suggested imprinting a brand. Before Anthony could say anything, Negris chid in: "No, no, don’t let him know you can imprint a brand on a God Star—this is a secret technique; it has to stay confidential."

Anthony added: "Sir, if he learns your Goddess of Beauty Fist can imprint on a God Star, he’ll definitely guard against us."

Ange nodded, abandoning the idea, then remarked: "I’m going, hiss."

Ultimately, Ange took matters into his own hands.

The group approached the Star Mover’s essence. From atop the Void, the Star Mover’s core appeared like a pitch-black rocky plane with only faint red gleams radiating from cracks, indicating its volatile and blazing interior.

Unfortunately, this light and heat didn’t travel far; a slight distance made him invisible, at least to most.

Negris and Anthony were the first to spot a clump of dried branches on the pitch-black sphere.

It truly was a clump for it curled into a ball on its own, making it unobtrusive on the God Star surface, then dried the exterior for heat insulation.

Sensing Anthony and Negris’s thoughts repeatedly scanning over him, the Ancient Man Snake reluctantly raised a bit of his body, greeting, "It’s you guys, long ti no see."

"Oh my, my, isn’t that the great Ancient Man Snake? Long ti no see, how have things been lately?" Negris loudly exclaid in a sarcastic tone.

Sadly, the Ancient Man Snake wasn’t fazed, calmly replying, "Things have been okay, how about you guys?"

Well, sarcasm doesn’t have much effect if the other’s nonchalant; Negris found it quite challenging to taunt a tree.

"We’ve been doing well too; haven’t been killed by the helper you invited, who still seeks our help. Have you seen the Ten Thousand Realms Divine Tree Seedling?" Negris asked.

The Ancient Man Snake lifted a bit more of its body, revealing underneath the sprouted Ten Thousand Realms Divine Tree Seedling, saying, "I’ve seen it, thanks for the seedling."

The genuine gratitude was almost disconcerting for Negris, pondering if they’d reconcile with the Ancient Man Snake.

Upon further thought, they hadn’t really lost; chased away embarrassingly the parasitic Ancient Man Snake far away seeking help, only to find the Star Mover not aiding but engaging in dealings with them, now having Ange assist too, revenge for the Ancient Man Snake seems unlikely.

Enjoying the scenario where they dislike it yet must courteously interact, Negris suddenly felt much better.

While they ’connected emotionally’ with the Ancient Man Snake, Ange descended onto the Star Mover’s body’s hard shell.

Stepping hard on the shell beneath, Ange noticed its considerable thickness, thicker and tougher than what he laid on the Little Fireman Divine Star, and though old and brittle, more force seed capable of crushing it.

This might not be an illusion, as earlier the Little Angel had blasted a hole through it with Star Fla Holy Light.

Observing Ange’s interest in his hard shell, the Star Mover proactively said: "Because without the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms’ protection, these fruit shells perished long ago, leaving rely a shell; if crushed, repair is impossible."

Ange realized, no wonder it was so brittle, it had indeed perished.

Ignoring the hard shell temporarily, Ange explored around, soon finding a cluster of filth, reaching out to grab a large mass of Star Fla along with the filth.

The Star Mover’s core trembled fearfully, witnessing Ange seize at least thrice the Star Fla with the filth. If this continued, clearing away the filth ant losing more than thrice the Star Fla, perhaps.

Three tis would suffice; so long as all the filth is purged, so loss doesn’t matter.

At this point, Ange saw that he used Freckle Removal Technique to razzle away the portion belonging to the Star Mover, leaving only the foreign filth.

Ange used Spirit Touch to bind this mass of filth, suspending it near the hard shell crack, using Freckle Removal Technique to tap intermittently on it.

During this cleansing process, it released a signal attracting Star Fla of similar attributes—discovered by Ange through comparative experints before.

Soon, indeed, a ball of Star Fla arose from Molten Fire attempting to pounce on the filth.

Ange’s Spirit Touch lifted both the Star Fla and filth, letting them fuse, then restraining them with Spirit Touch.

"Is this fishing?" Negris was perplexed witnessing this.

Though an old technique, it proved effective; the filth not belonging to the Star Mover had a trait: sensing its total amount below a certain value, it would assimilate unrelated Star Fla to restore its volu.

Ange leveraged this trait, creating an autonomous, Star Fla-devouring Little Star Fla; unfortunately, the Star Mover was terrified, refusing its use to clear filth.

With the Devouring Little Star Fla unusable, Ange applied their alternative—the filth sensing the diminishing amount imdiately rges, either preparing a strike or assessing its losses.

Exploiting this, by simulating information showing they were being erased, Ange easily fished them individually.

After two months of fishing, no more filth assembled in the cracks, leading Ange to finally pull the bait.

Though aiding the Star Mover in clearing filth, these were special Star Fla filth with considerable quantity, all fished up generously rewarding Ange, cultivating a Giant Star Fla from the Devouring Little Star Fla.

"Thank you for your help; I’m at a bit of a loss on expressing my gratitude. If you wish to migrate externally, just not exceeding this magnitude, I can directly facilitate your migration," expressed the Star Mover sincerely.