Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 728: Chapter 417 Treatment cost is a discount for you_1
 

In the Resting Abyss, High-Order Undead refers to those who possess a Soul Heart, such as Golden Skeletons, Iron Skin Zombies, Witch Kings, and Undead Saints. The even higher ranked ones include the Lord of Mourning.

But in this world, because there are too many undead, Golden Skeletons and Iron Skin Zombies can no longer be classified as ‘high-order’, they are considered ordinary.

The high order here refers to those that have their territory, and can suppress other undead. Every one of these beings is overwhelmingly powerful.

But, weren’t the Necromancers bold enough to chase away the Undead Tide because all these top existences had gone to heaven with the king?

The Necromancers looked at each other, slowly, quietly, they turned around and fled.

When they realized a top undead creature was up front, which could suppress the Undead Tide, they panicked. That was by no means a power they could contend with.

Moreover, there were too many crafty means among the undead. If they got caught, it would be better to be dead.

While escaping, the fattest Necromancer at the back didn’t notice a transparent hand extending under his feet. He directly stepped on the hand, imprinting what was on the hand onto the sole of his shoe.

After they fled, Durken slowly revealed himself and watched the direction the Necromancers disappeared in, muttering: “More than a dozen mages could scare away so many undead. There’s something interesting about Necromantic magic here, I’ll find you guys to play later.”

The uncontrolled Undead Tide gradually dissipated. The undead skeletons had a strong sense of territory, and in an area if there was a powerful skeleton, the others would obey this one.

If the Soul Strength of all the skeletons was similar, they would fight. If they can’t establish a winner, they’d disperse.

When Ange first came to the Resting Abyss, a large number of undead were wandering around, and that’s how they managed to coexist.

If it hadn’t been for the Little Zombie starting trouble, Ange might still be there catching the breeze right now.

The skeletons bumped into each other randomly and dissipated. In a few days, the whole Desert Town and the nearby desert and grassland would become an ocean of skeletons.

The day dawned, and sunlight spilled over the land. The skeletons turned towards the rising sun, stood still for a while, and then began to dig the sandy ground to dig a pit where they could hide, then lay down in it and covered themselves back with sand.

However, there were a small number of skeletons that didn’t dig pits, but continued to wander around, completely ignoring the sunlight.

After observing for a while, Durken said: “I noticed before that the sunlight in this world doesn’t harm the undead as strongly as in ours. I thought it was a misconception, but it turns out it’s not a misconception. The sunlight here isn’t lethal to the soul, it’s just a bit uncomfortable.”

Negris is not an undead, and doesn’t have personal experiences, hence he couldn’t perceive it. On hearing this, he was surprised: “Is there such a difference? But why?”

Durken shrugged: “I don’t know, there are two possibilities. The sun of this world is not the same as ours; second, the sky here has something we can’t perceive which weakens the harm of sunlight to the soul.”

Negris and Durken discussed for a while, but didn’t reach any conclusion, so they put it aside. The information was too scarce.

At this time, two humans sneaked back from the direction of the desert. The female mage in luxurious robes said with a puzzled look: “Why did they disperse? The Undead Tide has just dispersed? Because the sun came out?”

“That shouldn’t be the case. If the Undead Tide disperses at the sight of the sun, then would it still be an Undead Tide? ” Phantom guessed: “Perhaps the one controlling them has run away?”

“Oh well, anyway, they’re gone. It’s good that they’ve dispersed, I hope my Little Black is alright. You don’t know how heartbroken I was when I had to leave it behind and run.” The female mage said with a sob.

Phantom didn’t have the courage to say anything but muttered: “Yet you ran faster than I did.”

Little Black was the horse the female mage rode. It was not dead; it just had a broken foreleg and was lying on the floor, immobile.

When the female mage saw the unscathed black horse, she let out an excited scream and rushed over: “Little Black, Little Black, thank goodness, you are alright — Ah! Who are you? Did you drive away the Undead Tide?”

Seeing Ange and Durken behind the black horse, the female Mage became vigilant, a surge of magic power emerging from her body.

Ange’s gaze immediately locked on her.

But before Ange could unleash his offensive, Phantom covered the female mage’s mouth and apologized with a embarrassed laugh, “Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. My apologies, hope you don’t mind.”

He spoke as he dragged the female mage down, speaking urgently, “Are you crazy? Look carefully, that’s an Ashbone Skeleton, how could it repel the Undead Tide? The other one is a human, I saw him before the tide came, he has nothing to do with it.”

The mage broke free of Phantom’s grip and exclaimed in shock, “How dare you cover my mouth? You dare to offend me?”

“Oh dear, noble Miss Tina, I was just in a hurry, I didn’t mean to, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Phantom quickly apologized.

“Hmph, you’ll be cleaning the horse stable for this,” Tina, the female mage, said menacingly as she straightened her robe. For a lady of nobility, having her mouth covered and being dragged by a subordinate was a grave offense. Cleaning the horse stable was a light punishment.

“If it’s not them repelling the tide, then why are you afraid? They should hurry and save my Little Black,” Tina said.

Phantom smiled bitterly. This Miss Tina was honestly not all bad, but she had been kept in a honey jar since she was born and completely lacked any sense of danger.

Though these two were not the ones driving away the tide, they might be scarier than those who were.

Moreover, they were in a remote desert; she had only him as a follower, what if he couldn’t protect her and she ended up kidnapped?

The air of arrogance should be used with caution, not everyone would entertain her noble childishness.

Thinking about it, Phantom asked, “Miss Tina, do you have money?”

“Huh? Money? Yes, what do you need it for?” Tina groped around her waist and pulled out a platinum card.

Phantom sighed, “The denomination is too high, change is hard to find, do you have a smaller one?”

A platinum card was equivalent to ten thousand demon crystals. You could buy a few hundred square kilometers of Desert Town with less than that, the land here was remote and cheap.

Tina shook her head.

In pain, Phantom took out his wallet and said, “Put away your card, use my personal money first. Miss Tina, you have to reimburse me later. This is the money I managed to save after much difficulty.”

“Huh? What about your salary? My father gives you guys a good salary, why can’t you save up? Isn’t my card acceptable?” Tina asked in confusion.

“Ah, the bulk of my salary was swiped by my ogre family, your card carries too high a value, people may want to rob you for it.” After saying that, he mumbled under his breath at a volume Tina couldn’t hear, “If it weren’t for my family working at your house, I’d rob you and run away myself.”

Having pacified Tina, Phantom stepped in front of Durken and greeted him, “Hello, friend. We meet again. Could you do me a favor and help save my lady’s horse? We can offer compensation.”

Durken looked at Ange but made no comment. He asked casually, “The horse’s leg is broken, how are you planning to heal it?”

“I was hoping we could lift it up, fix the fracture with a wooden board, and then use water magic to heal it,” Phantom replied.

“You mean, you want us to lift it up?” Durken asked, looking bemused.

Phantom nodded.

Durken waved his Gold-touch Stick, and the sand beneath the black horse solidified. With another wave, a large hole appeared right under the horse’s front legs. The injured leg became suspended in mid-air.

“Isn’t this better?” Durken said.

Isn’t that all you wanted? A space to operate? Why would you lift the horse up in an awkward manner?

Phantom was stunned. He exchanged a look with Tina, and they both felt like they had been fools.

At this point, Durken added, “Water magic takes too long to heal. Want to try holy light magic instead? We’ll give you a discount on the treatment fee, how about it?”

PS: To make up for yesterday’s missed installment. Another chapter will follow shortly. I took some medication yesterday and felt a bit better, although it still ached somewhat and I couldn’t concentrate, so I went to sleep.