Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 840: Chapter 471: Yes, But Don’t Burn the Fields – Part 2 Chapter 840: Chapter 471: Yes, But Don’t Burn the Fields – Part 2 “…You humans are truly terrifying, working just one or two days a month is cruel enough, yet you desire to make others work every day for over thirty years?” the Dragon Sorcerer couldn’t help but curse.

The number of Nightmare Succubi was too small, only a few existed, and stealing information in dreams was not an easy task, If one wanted to conduct a thorough check on a large scale, it would take decades, even centuries, to investigate all the villages in the plane—that would be demanding the life of a Nightmare Succubus.

If the inspection took too long, such as three to five hundred years to complete, the population would have changed many generations by then, making it meaningless.

Besides the villages, what about the cities? How would one investigate a city with tens of thousands of inhabitants?

If it ends up forcing the Disciples of Light to infiltrate the cities, it might actually be better to let them form their own settlements as long as they don’t cause major incidents.

Anthony nodded in agreement, “That’s true, the desert has few towns, so it only takes a few days to sweep through. Lord Nage, please beat it up.”

The Dragon Sorcerer was shocked, “What? Even if it’s correct, you still beat it up?”

Anthony nodded, “It’s a matter of attitude, beat it.”

After being severely beaten, Anthony then said, “You could find someone to protect you, so you wouldn’t have to get beaten all the time.”

Anthony felt that he had asked all he wanted to know, he could either kill it or establish a Soul Contact now.

Ange was not interested in forming a new Soul Contact, so the Dragon Sorcerer could only choose to offer his soul to the Little Zombie.

“Ah—ah—ah—” After stuffing the soul that had formed a Soul Contact back into the body, Gaddarigo, the Dragon Sorcerer, lay there sighing heavily.

A mighty Dragon Sorcerer, having to offer his soul to a nobody, was too demeaning. Its former master was at least the chairman of the Council of the Undead, one of the top figures in the Undead Empire.

But it had miscalculated, an even more demeaning situation was coming up. The Little Zombie dragged over a huge wooden frame and started fitting it onto Gaddarigo.

“What are you doing?” Gaddarigo suddenly felt a sinister premonition.

After the Little Zombie had fitted the wooden frame, it pointed to a nearby plow and cried out, “Ah!”

A nearly twenty meters long Dragon Sorcerer, not using it to pull plows would be a waste.

Ange had already completely activated its body, and the external appearance no longer showed any traces of the former Dragon Sorcerer. Even if someone saw it now, they would not connect it with the corpse that Ange had claimed.

Thus, around Godfall Town and the water dam irrigation area, one could occasionally see a twenty-meter-long Giant Dragon, dragging a row of plows, sighing heavily as it crawled past.

Due to its size, it could pull twelve plows at once, work twenty-four hours a day, thirty days a month, all year round, successfully living out a ‘cruel’ life.

Now it stopped calling humans cruel; the Little Zombie was even crueler than humans.

The only good thing was that the Little Zombie shared Soul Energy with it through the Soul Contact, allowing it to engage enthusiastically in work. Over time, its soul had indeed become substantially firmer.

…

A month passed, and the last crow left Northern Wind City, the Nightmare Succubus came back empty-handed.

After inspecting Godfall Town, the Nightmare Succubus checked everywhere in the desert, even the catacombs of the hermit Albert saw the crows.

However, the solitary Albert didn’t attract the crow’s attention, and it didn’t linger there—the target was the Church of Light’s stronghold, not a wanderer in the desert.

Finally, all the crows gathered in Northern Wind City, and for a while after, the people of Northern Wind City experienced a significant increase in the occurrence of nightmares.

Unfortunately, the Nightmare Succubus couldn’t find any information about the headquarters of the Church of Light nor any suspicious traces, it could only conclude that the two Six-winged Archangels and the Pope had just passed by.

After the last crow left, Feiwo and the landlords could finally relax a bit.

…

In the underground of Godfall Town, Ange, having already taken advantage of the situation to cultivate all the lands in Godfall Town and the dam irrigation area, was preparing to extend into the desert but was called back for a meeting to hear reports from landlords and Feiwo.

“The Sorcerer Alliance’s Sky Ladder in Northern Wind City has now ascended to ten thousand meters in the air and just hovers there, with the Dragon Sorcerer occasionally harassing them but to no avail. The current situation is that both sides are in a strategic stalemate, focusing the struggle on winning over the populace,”
“The Sorcerer Alliance descends during the day, distributes food, trades resources, and ascends at night to guard against attacks.”

“The Council of the Undead has also deployed a massive number of Undead creatures to eradicate bandits at various traffic points and disaster areas to maintain order, taking over the roles previously filled by the Sorcerer Alliance,” reported the landlords.

The arrival of the Sorcerer Alliance, in essence, saved the order of the ground world. In an era of small-scale farming, as long as order is maintained, large-scale disasters can be avoided.

To maintain order, there needs to be enough food, no diseases, and no wars.

There is still food available, but due to the collapse of order, it is locally scarce. In places with food, panic-induced hoarding leads to many tragic occurrences.

The arrival of the Sorcerer Alliance has stabilized food prices and maintained order.

Their arrival has also prompted the slow and unwieldy Undead Empire to accelerate its operations.

If not for the threat of the Sorcerer Alliance, those High-Order Undead creatures, who find even working one day a month cruel, would probably wait until all living beings had perished before they reacted.

“In a sense, both sides have reached a type of balanced cooperation, maintaining order in the ground world and competing for the support of the Noble Landlords,”