Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 746: Chapter 429: Provoking the Battle Angel_3
 

Silver Coin explained, “Creatures only realize the value of food when they’re hungry. That’s when they’re willing to pay a price far exceeding the actual value of the food to get it. So, we need to starve her first.”

Negris and Durken seemed to contemplate this while Roxy was bewildered.

…

Of the one million Demon Crystals, two hundred thousand were traded through the House of the Deceased, which took a 20% commission…

Cunning trader, Silver Coin, sighed, “Running a platform is indeed more lucrative.”

“Uh, are you talking about this?” Durken led him into the House of the Deceased, using the Highest Power Mark to check a string of numbers—a number that constituted eight figures and was still rising.

“Wha…what is this?” Silver Coin asked in astonishment.

“These are the fees collected by the House of the Deceased. This platform is ours now,” Durken replied.

“Can…can we use it?” Silver Coin asked.

Durken shook his head, “No, we have no idea where the Demon Crystals are stored. And even using the Highest Power Mark might not be enough to withdraw these funds. It might need His Majesty’s authorization or some other privileges.”

Demon Crystals weren’t just numbers; they had a physical counterpart, and without knowing where they were stored, they couldn’t be withdrawn.

Silver Coin didn’t mind at all and was quite thrilled. Even though he could not withdraw the money, seeing the vast amount in the account continually increasing brought him great joy.

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The crystals he had in hand at the moment were enough for spending. Silver Coin gathered all the information he needed at the fastest speed possible. Within a week, he had collected all the materials needed to build the Teleportation Array.

During this week, Ange had recovered a lot and had used the opportunity to include Little Zombie.

Negris was no longer insisting that Ange incorporate him because he now had a new body—a mini brass dragon the size of a palm.

“Kvada, if anyone else calls me Embryo Dragon, I’ll get mad. I’m not even an embryo now, less than an egg. What am I supposed to be? The Egg Dragon?” Negris grumbled and fumed, flying around Ange’s head, visibly annoyed.

Ange nodded and continued fiddling with the piece of stone plate on the ground.

Ange had already overtaken Roxy’s castle, where he created shelves, placed stone plates on them, spread soil purified by Holy Light, sprinkled holy mushroom spores, and then watered them with Holy Water.

Ange planned to grow holy mushrooms again to extract their essence. Otherwise, the essence they had captured would only be enough to create a bronze dragon the size of an egg.

“You’re just making an excuse to plant stuff. You could’ve put me in first, but you insisted on incorporating Little Zombie. You just want it to help you dig!” Negris complained.

Ange nodded in agreement.

“Oh my, you’re nodding too? I’m so mad.” Negris was so angry that his beard curled up.

Being reduced in size had made him very uncomfortable, but he was also unwilling to return to the Bronze Book. After all, a book doesn’t have limbs, and it was a lot different from its original form—pretty awkward.

In the middle of this bickering, a rumbling of horse hooves sounded from outside the castle.

Ange and the others came to the fishing platform of the castle to have a look, and they spotted a group of differently-dressed knights galloping along the opposite bank of the river outside the town, stirring up a cloud of dust. It was apparent that they were giving chase.

Upon spotting people on the platform, the fleeing party desperately shouted, “Help! Help!”

Those on the platform watched silently, without any reaction.

Seeing no response, the escapee ran off in despair.

The pursuers, having heard the plea for help, laughed boisterously seeing no reaction from Ange and the others, “You wise ones know not to meddle! Shouldn’t involve yourself if you wish to live long, now get lost!”

Some were even preparing to raise their bows and take aim at the people on the platform.

The seemingly innocent Little Zombie and Little Angel, who had been sitting quietly, perked up instantly. A look passed between them, and excitement flashed in their eyes.

Negris facepalmed, “You are chasing someone, fine. But why all the bluster? Ange’s group obviously doesn’t care about your quarrels. Why would you taunt a Battle Angel?”