Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton
Chapter 1789 - 1350: Star Flame, I Have It, I’ll Give It

Chapter 1789: Chapter 1350: Star Flame, I Have It, I’ll Give It

A good solution must be a simple solution; a too complicated solution certainly can’t be considered ’good’.

Just like Ange’s bugs, apart from him, no one else can cultivate these bugs that can adapt to high temperatures of thousands of degrees and gnaw at the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms and Ancient Vines. This method isn’t suitable for others and has too much randomness.

Even if Ange were to try again, he couldn’t guarantee that he could cultivate the exact same bugs. Of course, having cultivated them once, he doesn’t need to do it again, as the Chaos Mist allows him to manifest the exact new bugs.

But can others achieve this?

The method of Gebao is simple and easy to understand; anyone can learn it. Of course, achieving it is another matter. Under the pursuit of the Ancient Man Snake, cutting the roots of the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms, which are harder than the trunk, in the star flame of potential thousands of degrees is not something everyone can do.

However, it is a matter of strength, not a technical issue, if one cannot achieve it.

Gebao and Maibao chatted for a while longer, agreed on the time and place for their next meeting, and then each left on their own. Maibao naturally continued to "rest in peace," while Gebao continued chopping trees. The Little Angel followed them quietly.

The Little Zombie, bearing the Little Tree Man and Little Fireman, stayed behind. When everyone was far away, he secretly flew towards a leaf of the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms.

Soul Shift is the most suitable way of movement for the Undead. Star Shifting requires a straight line, but Soul Shift only needs the soul to extend to a place to move there, including the nodes of the Soul Network.

Soul extension is an innate ability of the Undead, just like human vision and hearing, naturally possessed and with almost no learning cost; one only needs to transform the body into the Star God’s Body.

Unfortunately, he was now bearing the Little Tree Man and Little Fireman. The Little Fireman could virtualize, but the Little Tree Man couldn’t, so he had to obediently fly.

Very soon, the Little Zombie reached the sunny side of a certain leaf and silently crept into a crack. The Little Fireman was always wrapped around him, making him effectively invisible in this high-temperature, strong-light environment.

Actually, even without the Little Fireman, he would be almost invisible because the environment here was so harsh: strong light, high temperature, limiting the vision of any creature there drastically. To see clearly a few hundred kilometers away was already very good.

Humans also can’t see far in a desert under scorching sun; here, it’s like being blind with open eyes. Although Star Descendants and subspecies don’t use eyes to see, the high temperature and strong light equally interfere with their vision.

Entering the crack, conditions suddenly improved greatly. The Little Fireman shrank, revealing the Little Tree Man, who squatted like a clump of grass.

Ange and his group had long been waiting there. The Little Zombie turned to Ange: "Howl!"

Ange nodded.

The Little Zombie then turned to the Monarch: "Howl!"

The Monarch also nodded with gratification.

"Howl, howl, howl, howl..." The Little Zombie continued howling to everyone.

Negris responded with a greeting, then sighed: "The Little Zombie is still polite. If it were the Little Angel, she wouldn’t hit each of us once if she was in a good mood."

Lightning rolled his eyes: "You mean she wouldn’t hit you once, right? The Little Angel doesn’t hit us; she only pummels those who talk too much."

"Who talks too much? Who talks too much? Can I talk more than you?" Negris fumed and floated upward, having endured others saying he talks too much, but this damn horse dared to say that, who talks more after all?

Anthony ignored these two fellows and directly said to the Little Zombie: "Here’s the situation, the Ancient Man Snake has set a bounty of ten units of Star Flame, hoping to find a way to mark Gebao. We want to ask the Little Fireman if there’s any way to mark Gebao? Also, another thing, Gebao is cutting the roots of the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms. Will it hurt the Little Tree? Should we stop it?"

The Little Zombie and the Little Angel are both Ange’s own offspring, so there’s nothing to hide from him, let alone use rhetorical stunts on him. In this regard, Anthony is well aware.

The Little Zombie tapped the Little Tree Man, who emitted clueless information: Ha—

The Little Sapling on Ange’s head immediately propped up, also emitting excited information: Ha—ha—

The Little Tree Man was then enlightened: Oh—nah—not—

Anthony looked bewilderedly at Negris.

Negris smiled wryly and said: "They aren’t speaking a language. How can I translate that? However, I guess it is the Little Sapling explaining the reasons and consequences of Gebao cutting the roots, so it means not to stop it."

This was a method Ange and Anthony both approved of. If cutting the roots could indeed drive the Ancient Man Snake away from the body of the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms, dealing with it would become much easier.

Anthony then turned to the Little Fireman.

The Little Zombie poked the Little Fireman.

The Little Fireman brushed away his hand and said: "Thinking."

But after thinking for a long time, the Little Fireman shook his head: "I can see it, not knowing how to make you see it."

Much like how humans can breathe but can’t teach a fish how to call on land.

The Little Fireman couldn’t do it either, so they’d have to think of another way. Anthony said: "Could we make the Power of Fall into something like a Magic Bullet and throw it onto Gebao when it’s not paying attention?"

"That’d still be the Power of Fall, which would lead the Ancient Man Snake to discover the silver coin is related to us," Negris remarked.

"We’ll bypass the silver coin; we’ll go through Olette’s line and have Olette handle the transaction," Anthony suggested.

This was indeed a feasible method, and Negris looked at Ange.

Ange pondered for a moment and nodded: "Sword."

Making the Power of Fall into a weapon similar to a Magic Bullet is possible, but it’s more appropriate to make it into a weapon like a sword. Like those Holy Artifacts, slash it once and the enemy burns, as soon as it hits, it can’t be shaken off, so it’s named the Fallen Holy Sword.

"This approach is better, only marking the enemy without needing to corrupt its power for our use. Everyone holds a weapon of the Power of Fall; they just need to seize the opportunity to slash it once," Negris said excitedly.

That settled it. Ange reached out with his hand, and a pitch-black longsword, constantly emanating black flames, slowly formed from his hand. For Ange, creating a Holy Sword now is too easy; even without the Chaos Mist, his Holy Power is enough to manifest any Divine Artifact bearing the ’Holy’ label.

Seeing this, Ursman seized the moment to quietly ask Anthony: "Didn’t you just ask the Master if there was a way, to which he said no? Why is there suddenly a way now?"

Anthony responded quietly: "When the Master said no, he meant apart from the Power of Fall, there was no other way. If the Power of Fall can still be used, there are many methods available."

As soon as the Fallen Holy Sword was formed, Luther eagerly raised his hand: "Master, let me try, let me try."

Ange casually tossed it to him, continuing to manifest the second crossbow.

Seeing Luther’s demeanor, the Little Fireman mimicked and raised his little hand high: "Star Flame, I have, give."