Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 725: Chapter 414: The God of Knowledge is the Greatest God Here_1
 

“I buried it near where the kids live, around there.” In the darkness, Ange, Durken, and Ji Li quietly arrived near Desert Town, pointing at the approximate location.

Negris curiously asked, “Didn’t you say it was given to you by a former admirer? It’s just an infatuated Kobold, at worst, hand it over to the thieves, why would you rather die than give it up?”

Ji Li sighed, “Ah, in my ignorant youth, I thought he was just my first admirer, and there would be more impressive ones later on. As I grew older, I realized that he was my only one. No one else ever pursued me. It was his keepsake, I can’t just give it away.”

Negris empathized, “I understand, if it were Naeli’s things, I wouldn’t want to casually hand them over either, she was one of my…one of my admirers.”

Durken added bluntly, “The only one.”

Ji Li did not realize they were talking about the Little Yellow Book and wondered why a Holy Spirit Skeleton would have admirers.

“What do we do now? There’s a fire near the place where the children live, there are probably people inside.” Ji Li asked.

The cave where these homeless children live is a series of clean, well-ventilated caves that are sheltered from the wind and very comfortable. If the town is overcrowded, the thieves might have arranged for their subordinates to live here.

“I’ll go check it out.” After saying that, Durken picked up the Gold-touch Stick and touched himself with it. Under everyone’s gaze, he actually became transparent.

Upon putting the Gold-touch Stick away, he completely disappeared from Ji Li’s sight, but Ange, with his spiritual power, could still see him.

Durken quietly sneaked over to take a look, then returned and reported, “They’re not thieves, they look like the original inhabitants of Desert Town. They were driven out and now they’re all squeezed inside the cave, barely alive. Many of them haven’t eaten in a long time.”

Ji Li became gloomy, “It’s all my fault. I brought this on them.”

Negris asked curiously, “Isn’t there a government organization or something here? Can’t we find someone to come save them and drive out the thieves?”

“The Undead Empire is the biggest organization. They used to maintain peace in every area. These thieves wouldn’t dare openly rob a village or town. But now that the Undead King is trapped in the Infinite Heat Domain, the biggest flaw of the Undead Empire has been exposed.”

Durken asked in confusion, “What flaw?”

“We don’t have many intelligent undead. I heard that only silver-level undead and above have intelligence. Later, I don’t know what the Undead King did, which led to Ashbone Skeletons also gaining some form of intelligence, albeit low.”

“Only the Golden Skeleton or the Iron Skin Zombie and above have leadership abilities. Therefore, across the Undead Empire, human participation is needed in many places to manage, but humans can’t command the military. So many malign forces have emerged. As I said before, it’s a good chance for the Church of Light to take action.”

Ange, Durken, and Negris all thought of the same term: “Enlightenment Aura?”

“It must be, Kvada. I knew my Enlightenment Aura wasn’t working well, it must be that Old Immortal who stole my aura. If he can steal my innate ability, he can also steal my divine technique!” Negris fumed in his soul.

Ever since they found out it had the Enlightenment Aura, Ange put it on the pile of skeletons. Unfortunately, the results were not at all obvious, or one might even say nonexistent, which made it occasionally doubt whether it had lost the ability to bestow wisdom.

Good. Now it’s assured, it’s definitely the Undead King who also stole its Enlightenment Aura. Otherwise, how could the Ashbone Skeleton possibly have wisdom?

“Alright, alright, don’t be so angry. At least it proves one thing: Your divine technique can be used in this world too,” Durken comforted.

“You’re really bad at consoling people… Wait a minute, do you hear something?” Just as Negris finished speaking, he heard some odd noises.

Durken and Ange carefully listened for a moment then shook their heads.

“Really? It sounds like it’s saying: ‘Please, I’m so hungry, can you give me some food, I’ll work hard and study from now on, please, God of Knowledge…..’ Kvada, a prayer? Why can I hear prayers?”

Negris was stunned. There were actually people praying to the God of Knowledge, and then he actually received the prayers? What was happening? Did he have a believer again?

Poor Negris had been without believers for so long that he forgot what prayers from believers felt like and mistook it for a voice.

“You have a believer now? Didn’t you say your last believer renounced their faith? Who did you screw over? But you’re not in the Master Plane now, even if there’s a believer praying to you, you wouldn’t be able to sense it, unless this world has your…..uh….” By the time Durken finished saying this, he staring in shock at the Little Yellow Book.

Negris was also shocked by this guess. He asked Ji Li, “Have you ever heard of the God of Knowledge?”

Ji Li gave him a strange look and said, “Of course. The Truth Temple and the God of Knowledge are part of this world’s largest religion, much larger than your Church of Light.”

“Hisssss — the world’s largest religion?” Negris asked in shock, “How big?”

Ji Li shrugged, “I don’t know, but the Truth Temple is everywhere, and every place would worship the God of Knowledge if they have a school. Though we magicians are all atheists, we still worship the God of Knowledge, because it is said that once we worship the God of Knowledge, our exams will go very smoothly.”

“Compared to your Church of Light, which is suppressed by the Undead Empire, your scale is much smaller than the Truth Temple, they’re not even in the same league.”

Negris suddenly had the feeling of discovering a pile of money hidden in his own cave. He thought for a moment, then asked, “Have you seen the God of Knowledge?”

Ji Li said, “How can there be gods? If there were, our Supreme Warlock, Annihilation Warlock would be gods. The gods that these religions worship are but powerful beings, there’s no need to deify them.”

“We, as magicians, worship the God of Knowledge, not the illusory God, but the law of truth.”

There was no arguing with such nonsense. Foolish humans.

Negris turned to Ange and Durken and spoke through his soul, “This prayer is constantly expressing how hungry he is, hoping I could save him. I could not hear the prayers before, but I could here. The most likely reason is the range I can receive, otherwise, I should be able to hear the voices of all the believers in the planes. Hence, the one praying is nearby.”

Ange and Durken coincidentally cast their gaze into the caves.

“I’ll whisper, so he comes out on his own. If someone comes out, Ange, throw an Elf Bean over,” Negris said.

Ange nodded his head. Not long after, sure enough, a child around eleven or twelve years old walked out, knelt on the ground with his forehead touching the ground, and held out his palms.

Ange flicked an Elf Bean, which accurately fell into the child’s palm.

The boy felt something, looked up and saw the Elf Bean, but he didn’t see who threw it to him.

He skeptically shoved the bean into his mouth, chewed, and swallowed. Then his eyes widened dramatically and he began to worship fervently, “Truth is invincible! Thanks to the God of Knowledge for the food.”

A thick Soul Flame that ordinary people could not see floated over and landed on Ange.

“Kvada, why is my faith falling on you?!” Negris said.

Durken shrugged, “You’re the fallen god.”

Negris didn’t get angry at all because he had struck it rich.

PS: I didn’t feel like working, spent the day reading the news, Uncle Mao, as expected of being one of the top three,