Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

She was a Space Mage after all. She rolled up all her belongings, rearranged a bit, and instantly added the space of a three-room apartment to the tiny room that was not much bigger than a bed.

“I feel more effective meditating buried in warm sand. What do you want to do?” Hiludi asked suspiciously, “The points are mine, the room is mine, and you can’t change the rules and drive me away.”

“Why would I drive you away? Do whatever you want; you can even build your own sand bathing area,” Negris said irritably.

“No need, it’s better with more people. Anyway, why are you looking for me?” Hiludi asked.

“Here, smell this.” Negris pulled out cat grass.

Hiludi moved close, looked at it, and sniffed it. Noticing nothing wrong, she cautiously cast a space perception technique.

What was most important for a Space Mage? Spatial perception. It was like needing to watch where you were going. If you walked with your eyes closed, what would happen if bumped into a mountain or fell into a pit?

Spatial perception was the ability to ‘see’ the ‘path’ within different spaces to avoid falling into pits.

Falling into a pit while walking meant you could get back up. If you fell into a pit while traversing space, it could cost you your life. So, Hiludi dodged most magic, but she always paid attention to her space perception technique.

“Star-opening Grass?” Negris asked in confusion.

“There are stars in the sky that guide us at night, and there is star-opening grass in the void that guides us in the darkness. With it, I won’t be afraid of getting lost in the void,” Hiludi said excitedly, getting up.

“A single grass?” Negris asked skeptically, implying that he was not convinced that a single grass could assist in locating in the vast void.

The void was continuously changing. Even the relative positions of the planes changed constantly. Therefore, entering the void or teleporting to another plane without the teleportation array was very dangerous.

“Of course, it’s not that simple. It needs to be refined to extract the substance that can make the spatial sense extremely sensitive. Sava, Sava, where is Sava?” Hiludi asked excitedly.

As a Space Mage, her biggest problem was locating. It was like walking into a dark cave with countless side roads, very easy to get lost in.

If she had the star-opening grass juice, she could spray a bit when she arrived at unfamiliar places. It would remain in the space for a long time. Even if she got lost, she could use the spatial perception technique to locate and find her way back. If it was sprayed on her, it would draw a continuous perception line.

“Don’t mention Sava,” Negris said angrily, “She’s dead, no need to look for her.”

“Ah? She died? When did she die? Where is she buried? I will go and leave a flower as a token of my grief,” Hiludi said with deep sorrow.

But her attention was soon diverted by Ange’s actions. He was seen grinding the star-opening grass, refining it, using a spot removal spell to eliminate some substances he knew, leaving those he didn’t recognize.

As soon as the purification was done, the big cat, which had been indulging in the cat grass on the ground for a long time, rolled up, its eyes flickering at the bottle in Ange’s hand.

Looking at it, you could tell that the star-opening grass’s refining was successful.

At the big cat’s strong request, Ange switched the cat grass to this refined juice, filled it into a crystal bottle, and placed a switch on the bottle. When the big cat’s paw pressed it, some tiny vents would appear, dispersing the substance stored inside. ŘἁŊǒβЁŠ

The big cat was then seen squinting its eyes in intoxication, like a cat that had sniffed catnip.

Suddenly, the big cat, in a trance with cat grass, got up abruptly and reached out its paw.

Its posture clearly showed that it was reaching forward, but its paws didn’t seem to extend out. It seemed as if the paws were reaching out to another plane directly from its furball.

In a short while, it pulled out a bead.

“A resentful spirit bead? How did it end up here?” Durken recognized it at once.

Such a bead — a Resentful Spirit Bead — could only form in environments heavily steeped in wraith energy. It had many uses, from alchemy and soul forging to offering sacrifices for reincarnation, and was worth far more than elf beans.

Just as he finished speaking, a message echoed from the Resentful Spirit Bead: “Don’t consume it… find… the Undead God…”

Ange tilted his head: You’re looking for me?

“These thoughts, are they from Feiti?!” Durken’s spirits picked up.

Negris was equally excited: “Quick quick quick, reply to it, ask where it is.”

Durken erased Feiti’s thoughts from the Resentful Spirit Bead, left his own, and had the big cat return it.

After a while, the big cat brought the Resentful Spirit Bead back again, indeed inscribed with Feiti’s new thoughts: “I don’t know… who are you?”

“I am Durken, Durken, do you remember?” Durken asked.

“I don’t remember…”

Negris scoffed: “Haha, you’re pretty forgettable. Look at me! Isn’t our relationship the best among us all? It was because of me teaching it the mysteries of time and space that it finally understood. Feiti, I’m Negris. Do you remember me?”

“I don’t remember…”

“Hahahahahaha!!!”

After some communication through the Resentful Spirit Bead, everyone roughly understood Feiti’s current situation. It had forgotten too many things. For now, it probably only remembered its own name, the Undead God, and the Resting Camp.

“Where are you now, do you know? What’s at your location? Can you describe it? We’ll think of a way to find you.” Negris said.

“I’m not looking for you… I’m looking for the Undead God.” Feiti’s reply left Negris speechless.

“Yes, yes, yes, the Undead God is with me. Hurry up and tell us about your environment and situation.” Negris impatiently responded.

“Lots of bones… corpses… weapons, armor, teleportation array…”

“Wait, teleportation array? You have a teleportation array there? Oh right, Dyson, Divine Bone, they can’t transport without a teleportation array. Quick, quick, quick, start up the teleportation array and tell us the coordinates, do you remember how to start and adjust it? You don’t remember? Come, I’ll teach you.”

Having a teleportation array made things easier – whether it was Feiti teleporting directly here or Ange and the others teleporting there, it all depended on one coordinate.

After some guidance, Feiti finally activated the teleportation array, and there was even no need for Ange’s side to supply a Demon Crystal, as the teleportation array already had a Demon Crystal stored within it.

The teleportation array glowed brightly for a moment, and when it appeared again, the sky and the land had changed.

This was a gloomy world, without sunlight or sky, the air was extraordinarily thin, with only a thin layer on the ground.

As for the thin air, there was no particle diffusion, so one could directly see the dark void. Occasionally, multicolored lights streaked across the horizon, beautiful like meteors.

Outside the teleportation array, Feiti was standing in place. It saw Ange at first glance and sensed the Undead Godhood on Ange.

Ange naturally saw it too. Their thoughts brushed against each other in the air, and some constraint immediately opened in Feiti’s soul. A steady stream of memories surged out non-stop, bombarding its soul and leaving it frozen on the spot.

“Frozen? What’s wrong? Feiti? Feiti?” Negris exclaimed.

“Its soul fluctuation is very intense, what happened, just because it saw us? Too excited?” Durken spoke.

“It should not be, it doesn’t even remember us. It’s probably due to the Undead Godhood, isn’t it? Didn’t they say that the Undead Godhood can revive its memory? Is it regaining its memory?”

“Possibly, but what should we do? Wait?”

“Wait, what else can we do? Do you want a chair? A tailored lying bed, with a tail-shaped groove for your butt.”

“Ah, I remember those electric chairs at the World Transfer Station control room, those were probably your work, right?” Negris talked while lying on the tailored chair. After waiting for half an hour, Feiti, who was frozen on the spot, finally moved.

Its gaze was fixed on Ange, it asked confusedly: “Who are you? Why is the Undead Godhood on you? Did you steal the king’s Godhood?”

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