Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton
Chapter 1303 - Chapter 1303 Chapter 866 Great no need to hide anymore

Chapter 1303: Chapter 866: Great, no need to hide anymore Chapter 1303: Chapter 866: Great, no need to hide anymore “`

However, contrary to everyone’s expectations, they had searched the entire Mage Tower but still couldn’t find the crop cultivation area.

“It doesn’t make sense, could it be like Tuxi, where they plant in the Dimensional Space?” Negris asked, puzzled, looking towards Tuxi Rikis.

“This is the Dimensional Space,” Anthony replied.

“Oh, right, then how do they get their food? It looks like wheat flour, it even smells like it when baked, just not very fresh,” Negris said, peering curiously at the crowd queuing to bake flatbreads below.

The life here was highly structured, with prayers held twice daily–those mass kneeling and wailing sessions they had encountered upon arrival–followed by mealtime.

They prepared their food themselves by gathering ingredients and baking collectively. Everyone would return to their small rooms, knead their dough, and then take it out to the streets.

There, a row of long stone slabs radiated heat. They placed their dough on these, and it quickly baked through.

After eating their fill, they would start their activities, whether for entertainment, study, or to return to their room for marital life, or perhaps even just to lie down. It seemed there was no need for work.

“They feel like they’re a cultivated bunch of Faith Magic Crystals,” Negris remarked.

“Indeed, but on such a large scale, and without any external source, it’s really inconceivable,” Anthony added.

The Church of Light once had such groups too, constituting a basic foundation of the Church, able to offer their devout beliefs at any time.

The Church of Light was pleased to sustain them; they didn’t need to labor but only needed to pray and offer daily. The City of Light in the Master Plane was specifically for sustaining this base group.

However, with the Faith Storm, the fall of gods, and the corruption of faith, the Church had decayed at an incredible rate. The City of Light was no longer filled with only devout followers but also various ambitious individuals, trading false devotion for power and wealth.

Anthony could have maintained a group himself, but how could he allow the Church of Light to sustain followers, not burning your Holy Code was already because he had run out previously.

Even so, the Faith Magic Crystal group in the City of Light was never so large, only about a hundred thousand people. They constantly had devout followers from the entire human religious district flowing in, old swapped for new, maintaining the vitality of the group.

This enclosed world before them, with millions of Faith Magic Crystals who did not labor, raised questions not just of sustainability but also the corruption and degradation of their beliefs without external sources or a culling mechanism; they could manage for a while, but certainly not for sixty thousand years.

Unable to find the cultivation area and with a homogenous group of individuals, they also encountered the person leading the prayers, strikingly another Tuxi Rikis in looks and demeanor, making Tuxi Rikis himself question whether he might have a long-lost twin brother.

The other Tuxi Rikis, henceforth referred to as ‘Rikis,’ was accompanied by a group of Dark Element Armored Mages, roughly a hundred, divided into several groups. Although all clad in armor and faces hidden, Ange and his companions recognized people by other means.

This group of Armored Mages was the only entity unlike the Faith Magic Crystals here. Each mage had work: some protected Rikis, others managed the entire Array, and some maintained the external fissures, with a rotational system seemingly in place.

With just these hundred-odd people, they managed the entire Array of several million people in perfect order, providing sufficient food and maintaining devout faith, which was truly unbelievable.

The complexity of such management could only be understood by someone like Anthony, who had managed many living beings; Monarchs also manage many people, but on a scale comprising mostly the dead, who are easier to manage.

Just then, Ange suddenly said, “Flour, no life.”

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“Flour doesn’t have life? Of course, flour doesn’t have life; it’s already been ground into powder. How could it possibly have life?” Negris remarked.

Ange scratched his head, looking somewhat troubled as he thought, “Flour isn’t planted, there’s no soil, no breath.”

“What do you mean it isn’t planted? Could it be like your element conversion?” Negris asked, puzzled.

Just then, the alarm within the array suddenly went off, and immediately all the people outside neatly knelt down in sequence, and those inside the room quickly ran out, joining the others on the street platform, just like the morning and evening prayers.

But it wasn’t time for prayers. Having been there for several days, everyone had already grasped the routine of the prayers, and this was the first time this alarm had sounded.

Although they were somewhat baffled, the people seemed to clearly understand what the alarm meant, and expressions of joy appeared on their faces, as if some wonderful event was about to happen.

Just then, Ricks arrived, floating with the armored mages. He did not notice the wisp of smoke in the corner, nor did he discover Ange and the others.

Arriving at the end of the array, a huge door slowly opened. This ‘door’ faced directly towards the light cluster in front of the array, and suddenly a strong light came through.

The array was illuminated, but its dim cold light was starkly different from the intense ‘warm’ light of the light cluster. Many people spread their arms wide, allowing their bodies to soak up more of the light and closed their eyes in enjoyment.

Just then, the light cluster suddenly ‘came alive,’ its brightness abruptly escalated a few notches, and the fluctuations intensified.

A gust of wind blew through the entire array.

The interior of the array was enclosed, with no air circulation; there was absolutely no wind, and the air was somewhat murky. But when the door had just opened, the air had not escaped because an invisible air barrier was in place.

But now, this air barrier had a large hole blown in it, and the air inside the array was continuously sucked out.

“What are they up to? Sucking out the air, how can the people here survive?” Anthony frowned as he spoke.

“It shouldn’t be, this situation probably isn’t the first time. However, it seems they indeed don’t have their air purification magic array on the Starburst Array; the air purification magic array is the most important component,” said the Monarch. He had been the Lord of Annihilation for a while and was very familiar with the operation of the Starburst Array.

The air continued to be drawn out, creating a ‘bubble’ between the light cluster and the array. The air inside this ‘bubble’ grew more and more, the pressure increasing until it condensed into a liquid.

The liquid increased in volume, almost filling half of the bubble’s space. Then, bubbles began to form in the liquid, rising from within to the surface, and then bursting into powder.

“Pfft–Flour? Element conversion? Is that how their flour is made? Why does it involve your element conversion?” Negris asked, shocked.

Ange looked somewhat bewildered; he didn’t know either.

The Monarch said, “It’s not just converting to flour but also transforming the unbreathable components of the air into flour. Two birds with one stone. So this is how they purify the air.”

Ange tilted his head thoughtfully.

Just then, a thought suddenly projected from the light cluster, focusing on the position of Ange and the others.

“Eh? Discovered? Great, no need to hide anymore.”