Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 406: Chapter 243: Hand Over the Naming Rights Immediately! _1
At the Resting Palace, the Bronze Book opened wide, reflecting Negris and a human clad in war armor. The human’s armor was unusually thick, like a heavy battle plate, wrapping him like a can of iron and only revealing a pair of eyes and a mouth.

A round shield hung behind the armor, the surface of which was adorned with a red pentagram. The same pentagram was embossed on the chest plate in front.

The holography of Negris grabbed at the seam of the armor worn by the Red Star Warrior, repeatedly asking, “Gods’ fall, Gods’ fall, how did you know about the fall of the Gods?”

The Red Star confoundedly muttered: “Gods’ fall…Gods’ fall… Red Star Flash—!”

After mumbling for a while, his spirits suddenly surged up, alongside a burst of unyielding faith. He took a stride forward with crossed arms, which stirred up a dazzling red light, sweeping around like a light pillar.

With a huff, Negris hoisted him up, shook him vigorously, and tossed him aside. He then turned to Ange outside the Bronze Book and said, “His divine wisdom is incomplete.”

The Bronze Book is the true form of Negris. The underdeveloped embryo dragon outside is just its projection.

The Bronze Book itself is a divine artifact, an artifact that can seal deity. It has many areas to be explored, but its most basic function is that it can contain a deity’s consciousness.

Now, Negris has pulled the Red Star Heroic Spirit into the Bronze Book, providing him with a temporary place to contain his consciousness. Without it, the Heroic Spirit of the Red Star would not even be able to communicate.

What a pity, even with a place to stay, Red Star still cannot communicate. His divine wisdom is incomplete, and cannot be regarded as a complete consciousness.

“What a waste. I wanted to ask him about the meaning of the epic, ‘Gods’ fall, the Stellaris dim, the Red Star shines.’ Is the Red Star referring to him? Who does the Gods refer to? How does he know about the fall of the Gods? Who told him? Or did he see it with his own eyes? According to Auburnli, he is just an average mage with strong teaching abilities. How could he get information about something like the fall of the Gods?”

Negris muttered to himself. While he was speaking, the thick red light pillar behind him sizzled and fired around. The Red Star was hopping and yelling, “Red Star Flash! Red Star Flash! Red Star Flash!”

It seemed that the Red Star Flash was also a technique?

Pity, once he was taken out of the Bronze Book, he turned back into a little twinkling red star. Let alone performing the Red Star Flash, he could not even talk.

Only in the Bronze Book can he project the things in his consciousness easily, which is also more convenient for Negris to conduct research on him.

“Why is he wearing plate armor? Isn’t he a mage? Can he handle the weight of the plate armor? Why did he become a heroic spirit? Heroic Spirits are collective beliefs formed by everyone’s remembrance of heroes. Did he die heroically?”

With doubts piling up, Negris tried to contact Auburnli. He first found the Female Space Mage Hiludi, but Hiludi didn’t know where Auburnli had gone.

He finally learned from idle chat with Lisa that a generous witch had come to the Goddess of Beauty City. When he went to see, all he saw was a beautiful Lolita who looked just like a doll.

“Auburnli?” It was hard for Negris to reconcile this adorable little Lolita and the wrinkled old witch, save for the height, they had nothing in common.

The little Lolita was also taken aback, covered her face with both hands, and said, “You’ve got the wrong person,” before trying to make an exit.

But before she could reach the door, she was stopped by the Purple Skeleton: “You haven’t paid your bill! To prevent people from running out on their tabs, Lisa had called over the Purple Skeleton Titan.”

The little Lolita reluctantly returned to the counter, taking out her membership card to pay the bill. Even though the Purple Skeleton can’t defeat her, she can’t just beat someone up to skip the bill.

As soon as the membership card is pulled out, Negris came over, reading the tiny tiny letters on the edge of the card: “Auburnli-Endel”.

Auburnli snappily said, “Just settle the bill. Why do you need to make a membership card? You guys have so many tricks.”

Negris smiled and said, “It’s not us that have so many tricks. Without the card, we won’t recognize what the customers look like. They look different when they come in and out, so we can only recognize the card, not the person.”

Auburnli touched her own face, and fully agreed, a reasonable explanation.

After Auburnli had paid the bill, Negris pulled her aside to a guest room, and asked Auburnli some questions he had.

The answer was, the Red Star was originally a close combat Mage who always hit people wearing plate armor. The Red Star Flash was his unique skill. Carrying a metal Magic Wand, the head of the wand could emit stunning red light. Swinging it to hit people, the enemy’s attention could easily be drawn to the head of the wand.

Regarding that epic…

“When the gods fell, Stellaris dimmed, and Red Star was shining… I have never heard of it. Where did you hear it from? Heroic Spirit? What Heroic Spirit? Why would you suddenly ask about this? Have you seen a Heroic Spirit?”

Of course, Negris couldn’t explain that they caught a Heroic Spirit on their tour of the Temple. He could only say that he read it from a book, which would make sense since as the God of Knowledge it’d be reasonable for him to read a lot of literature.

“When the gods fell, Stellaris dimmed… When the gods fell, Stellaris dimmed… Where did he learn about the fall of the gods?” For a while thereafter, Negris kept mumbling this sentence to himself, sometimes pulling Ange to run to the Republic of Stellaris to look for relevant materials in the library.

It has to be said that the library of the Republic of Stellaris is the most complete place for various historical materials in the world today. Other libraries, without exception, will be influenced by religion, war, fires, famine, and the likes of Anthony. They are all either destroyed by fire or ruined.

“Wow, such fun things happened back then? Oh, is that so? Ah, I get it.” Negris constantly expressed various exclamations in Ange’s soul.

Ange could only accompany him in this boring endeavor. In this place, he couldn’t use the Boundary-crossing Hand to plant anything because he found that any spatial fluctuation would trigger an anomaly detection Array.

Obviously, the Republic of Stellaris, this country established by mages, has a lot of experience in preventing abnormalities like magic space. This prevents enemies from invading this country through transportation and other methods.

Alas, it was so boring; Ange just wanted to return to his field. Yesterday, he had just sprouted the Divine Wood and was preparing to use the Divine Wood as a stock to try to graft the Elf Beans.

“Divine Wood? What Divine Wood?” Negris asked in confusion.

“Heaven, square, dug up.” Ange said.

Ok, Negris recalled. The Square of the Gods was turned over by Ange to plant Elf Beans, and the trees on both sides of the square were all cut down. Those were all Divine Trees that grow differently than ordinary crops. Who would have thought that Ange would be able to grow them?

“Are you sure about this? Grafting the Divine Tree…” Before Negris could finish speaking, there was a sudden commotion in front. It seemed that someone had started a quarrel.

Ange went over to have a look and saw a group of people around a square pit within an area covered by a canopy. They were arguing and shouting. One party pointed at the other’s nose and yelled:

“Accept the reality, poor students of the Spring Wind. With your level, you are not qualified to give the crop contest the name ‘Spring Wind’. It should be named ‘Dobinki Crop Contest’. Hand over the naming rights now!”

PS: The time difference has messed everything up. Ah, I knew I shouldn’t have left the chapter unfinished. I originally said that if it got recommended, I’d write more. Just publishing one chapter first, then continue writing.