Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 40: Bronze Dragon Scale_l

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Even though Ange was furious, he didn’t stew or skewer the beetroot with them for barbecue, as he still needed the Minotaur family to haul water to the temple to water the sacred mushrooms. In the end, he could only resort to bonking each of them on the head once.

This incident reminded Ange, “Why do they eat the leaves?”

The most valuable part of the beetroot is the root itself. The leaves on top are usually thrown away as garbage or used for compost, but the Minotaur aunt and her family were only munching on the leaves.

“Tasty.” Minotaur aunt’s eyes grew large as a cow’s.

“Sweet.” The elder calf answered.

“Crisp.” The younger calf added.

“Can the grain we receive be replaced with this?” The Minotaur aunt tentatively asked.

Could such a good thing happen? Ange paid the Minotaur family in wages for their work, including food and accommodation, and gave them a little grain each month.

But this family could eat so much, it was fortunate that he was growing sacred mushrooms. If he only grew grain, he wouldn’t be producing enough to feed them all.

If they voluntarily requested to replace grain with beetroot leaves, this would save Ange a vast amount of grain. Moreover, it seems that beetroot leaves can regrow after being cut, and can be harvested several times a year. Wouldn’t this solve the problem of feeding the Minotaur family?

If he expanded the scale of planting, all the Minotaurs in the underground city could survive solely on beetroot leaves, leaving the roots for humans. This would be the best of both worlds.

After agreeing to the request to replace the grain with beetroot leaves, Ange cut a few more bundles of leaves to give to the Minotaur aunt: “Sell these.”

Seeing this, Chairman Silver Coin became a bit uneasy. Could a skeleton that sold vegetables be reliable?

He was about to betray the Church of Light. If Ange didn’t have the power to protect him, it would be better to act as if nothing had happened and continue taking his medication for the rest of his life. After all, he was already in his nineties.

“Lord, could you help Chairman Silver Coin with a treatment? My strength is not enough. I can’t remove all the toxins at once.” Lisa came forward to report.

The Corrosion Scar was essentially a type of toxin. If it couldn’t be removed all at once, the residual toxins in the body would return to their original level after some time.

Ange nodded and reached out his hand towards Silver Coin. He had already gotten used to adhering to the so-called principle of equivalent exchange. As Lisa leaned in, he sensed the Soul Flame from her constantly transferring to him. Therefore, for such a small request, he naturally wouldn’t refuse.

When Ange ls palm began to glow with a holy light, Chairman Silver Coin couldn’t help but buckle at the knees. This scene was too outlandish; a skeleton casting holy light. Was this sacred or sacrilegious?

He hit Chairman Silver Coin over sixty times with Purification. He estimated that the toxins in his bones had been thoroughly purified, albeit without the beautifying, skin-softening effects of Lisa’s Purification.

What seemed difficult for Lisa to accomplish all at once, was easy for Ange. After all, when he treated the angel skeleton, it wasn’t unusual for him to use seven or eight thousand casts of Purification. Sixty or so casts were too easy.

After he finished the treatment, Ange turned around and prepared to return to cutting his grass. The gleaming scythe he wielded caused the discerning Silver Coin to tense up and subconsciously step back: The Scythe of Death? The soul-reaping Scythe of Death? Using the Scythe of Death to cut grass?

“Lord, please wait.” Lisa pulled Ange back: “Chairman Silver Coin has brought some special products. Some rare goods from other dimensions. Please help us choose some.”

Before Ange could react, Negris inside his soul was excited: “Oh, rare goods? A Goblin Grocery Store? I’ll definitely have to take a good look. These Goblins often have some weird and wonderful things.”

Since Negris was interested, Ange didn’t mind. He squatted down on the field. Little Zombie suddenly sprang up from somewhere, mimicking Ange’s squat on the edge of the field. The angel skeleton also flapped over and squatted down on the other side of Ange.

Lisa, Anna, and Lan also came over, obviously very interested in the special products that Silver Coin brought.

Silver Coin’s excuse for teleportation was that he brought lots of specialties. He wanted to establish a shop outpost in this world. He was confident to say that because the reputation of the Goblin merchants was widespread.

When people spoke of Goblins, they thought of cunning and grocery shops. This was because there were too many merchants with varying qualities.

Of course, the Goblin engineers were also famous.

Chairman Silver Coin took off his inseparable carry-on box. It was a flat, elongated wooden box. The box was beautifully carved but wrapped in cloth, exposing only one or two corners.

He specifically found a larger flat area, spread the packaging cloth on the ground, then placed the wooden box on the cloth. He carefully wiped it before applying magic power through his palm and lightly pressing it onto the box.

The box was clearly locked with a Magic Pattern Lock and could only be opened by someone with the same magic wave. The magic wave of each person was unique, so theoretically, items locked with a Magic Pattern Lock could only be opened by their original owners.

Lan sneered, “Such an old box locked with a magic pattern. Isn’t that a bit extravagant?”

With a bang, the box flipped open, the top and bottom were laid flat on the cloth. But this wasn’t the end, the two continued to flip over three times, increasing the area spread on the ground by six times. What was originally the size of a box now covered an area as large as a bed.

Not only that, the total thickness of the flipped cases was undoubtedly thicker than the original wooden box.

“Space artifact?!” Lisa and the other women perked up, Anna subconsciously touched the ring on her hand.

She also had a Space Artifact, but that was the symbol of the Ice City Lord, which originally belonged to her brother. But when her laissez-faire brother handed the ring to her, he suddenly disappeared.

Feilin and Lisa each had a space ring, but both were small. In this world, only three known space artifacts existed. There were none in Demon Valley, which showed how rare these items were.

A Goblin Merchant like Silver Coin had a space artifact? Was this world too poor, or was the Goblin Merchant living up to his reputation?

He had casually pulled out a large cabinet from a small wooden box, expanded to two meters high, containing around seven layers filled with various strange and unique items.

Negris saw a golden scale the size of a palm and as thick as a finger, as heavy as metal when lifted: “My…my…..my scale, my scale!!!”

Seeing Angel s interest in the scale, Silver Coin involuntarily wore a professional smile: “Sir, you really have an eye for quality. This is said to be a scale of the legendary Bronze Giant Dragon—a dragon reputed to be fifty meters long, extremely large, superbly powerful and knowledgeable. Apparently, nothing in the world is unknown to it. It is said that whoever obtains the favor of the Bronze Dragon and learns its divine name, will also gain unlimited knowledge.”

Ange tilted his head. Was the goblin talking about Negris? Probably not, Negris wasn’t that huge, and it wasn’t omniscient. For instance, it didn’t know where the king had gone.

Silver Coin continued to boast: “This Bronze Dragon scale holds the mystical power to solve difficulties. Whether it’s magic exams, promotions, scientific breakthroughs, or salary increases, wearing it on you can help smoothly reach your goals. If you could worship it day and… Arrgh!”

Before Silver Coin could finish, Lisa slapped him on the head: “Who are you asking to worship?!”

“Sorry, sorry, I misspoke,” Silver Coin immediately realized his mistake. Had he just asked a ‘God’ to worship something else?

If taken seriously, this was sacrilege, which would be considered heresy by the Church of Light. It was quite generous of Lisa just to slap him.

“You’ve been talking about this fluff. Does this thing not have any substantial use? Is this the level of your grocery store?”

Silver Coin frowned. What did they mean by “this level”? This level was already very high. The Bronze Dragon scale was exceptionally rare and would cause a frenzy if it appeared in the human world.

But Lisa was also right. Ange was a ‘God’. He could probably pull off a scale of the same level as the bronze dragon scale at ease, so of course, he looked down on this “level”.

It wasn’t that his level had declined, but the ‘customer’ was too high level.

“How much?” Just as Silver Coin thought he wouldn’t be able to sell it, Ange suddenly put on his hat and directly asked for the price. If he didn’t ask now, Negris might explode from anxiety.

“Five hundred demon crystals.” Despite his grandiose boasting, Silver Coin couldn’t be sure if the scale was genuinely from the Bronze Dragon. Unlike scales from Elemental Giant Dragons—like the strong fire element found in Red Dragon scales that could verify their authenticity with a touch.

It was impossible to distinguish the authenticity of a Bronze Dragon scale, and it didn’t have a substantial use. In contrast, Fire Dragon scales could be used for enchanting, potion-making, or adding to some fire element magic products.

The so-called mystical power of the Bronze Dragon scale was just a story he fabricated. Stuff like sure-success for exams, job promotions, even the Goddess of Fortune’s panties weren’t that miraculous.

One Red Dragon scale is worth only thirty Demon crystals. Who would spend five hundred Demon Crystals on a Bronze Dragon scale? What is it used for? Collection? It was challenging to sell at a high price, but because it was so rare, he also didn’t want to sell it cheaply. Therefore, it just stayed in his hand.

Ange decisively took out a bag of demon crystals. He had saved all the demon crystals from selling the Holy Essence Liquid before since he had nowhere to spend them.

He had no concept of money, unlike Lan and Lisa, who quickly stopped him. Lisa even took out a bottle of Holy Essence Liquid, asking, “Let’s trade with this.”

Silver Coin’s eyes sparkled. He quickly nodded and snatched the bottle, saying,

“Deal.

Lisa and Lan exchanged a glance.

Lisa said they’d trade with this but didn’t specify how many bottles they’d use for the trade. According to the previous prices they sold at, five kilos of Holy Essence Liquid sold for three thousand demon crystals, roughly a hundred and twenty per bottle. For five hundred demon crystals, they needed about four bottles and a bit more.

But Silver Coin snatched it without a word. He didn’t ask for more bottles, so in his mind, the price of a bottle of Holy Essence Liquid was definitely more than five hundred demon crystals.

Lisa leaned in and asked in a whisper, “Chairman Silver Coin, how much could we sell a bottle of this Essence Liquid for in the human world?”

Silver Coin stiffened, looking at Lisa with difficulty. He saw a dangerous glint in Lisa’s eyes. Some people had this glow in their eyes when they saw money. Those people were very dangerous at such times.

“One… one thousand.”

A pained expression appeared on Lisa and Lan’s faces: “Oh my God, we made such a loss!”

“We understand now why the Church of Light is after us. Three thousand demon crystals can be sold for twenty-five thousand in a flash. That’s almost a nine-fold profit. ”

“Indeed, we sold it too cheap. If we sold it for a few times more, we might not have trouble because that might be the actual cost.”

Seeing the distressed expressions on Lisa and Lan, Silver Coin added fuel to the fire: “A bottle sold for one thousand in the market is already diluted. Yours is very pure; selling it for one thousand five hundred shouldn’t be a problem.”

“Diluted?! Swindler!”

Just as everyone was condemning the swindlers, Lan’s face suddenly changed. She listened closely for a while, her face turning pale: “I received a soul message. A unit from the Church of Light has been deployed outside Ice City.” Silver Coin’s face turned white too, he quickly said: “I have nothing to do with this..”