Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 350: 217 It’s crying_1

Chapter 350: Chapter 217 It’s crying_1
Shamara who was mingled with the women, sensing Ange following, quietly fell back to the end of the line. As they passed a building, she smoothly left the group and approached Ange.

Ange said to Brand, “You guys should leave.”

Little Brand was astonished, “Leave? Is that okay? Our mission is to protect you.”

Before he even finished speaking, Brand lifted him by his collar, dragging him along, “You are too talkative.”

They kept walking until they reached a corner hundreds of meters away. They stopped only when Ange was no longer in sight.

“Fool, do you think the lord needs your protection? We are just here for show, to intimidate others. Know your place; when the lord asks you to do something, just do it without asking. What if the lord is having a private meeting with a lover, and we hear things we shouldn’t–we would all die,” Brand said sharply, filled with frustration at Little Brand’s naivety.

Shamara, who was mistakenly believed to be Ange’s lover, reluctantly came over, “What are you doing here?”

Why was this guy seen everywhere! Shamara was absolutely exasperated in her heart.

In the Resting Abyss, she took off in a hurry. She didn’t want to see these people anymore, because she realised the longer she stayed with them, the more her beliefs and convictions wavered.

Despite being heretics, their way of interacting and conducting their affairs were even purer than the purest child.

Moreover, Ange possessed the purest Holy Light, which was fatally attractive to her. But a voice within her kept warning her: do not touch, you will die!

That’s why Shamara left the Resting Abyss at the fastest speed, to stay away from these people. Unexpectedly, after running across two dimensions, she still bumped into them.

This made her very discontent with the voice in her heart: Why shouldn’t I touch it?!

The voice inside answered: An error against God will be magnified.

“Rescue? What are… you doing here?” This was also a question Ange wanted to know.

Shamara hesitated and said, “I felt Luna’s breath. A voice in my heart told me that I could find answers here.”

“Luna?” Negris’ voice echoed from Ange, “Wasn’t Luna already gone?”

Shamara shook her head, “I don’t know. I only know that I may find answers by coming here.”

“Your ability is really subject to chance…” Negris didn’t know what to say. With no doubt, Shamara had awakened some kind of detecting divine technique, so her predictive ability was extraordinary.

However, the things she perceived were too vague. It was worse than not having this ability at all because she didn’t know how dangerous the things she detected were, and yet she plunged headlong into it. However, when used in the right places, this ability could be very useful.

“So, where do you intend to go now? Into the city? What’s your current status?” Negris asked.

“Yes, into the city. I’m currently posing as a washerwoman, but the foreman keeps harassing me,” Shamara said, annoyed.

“How about this?” Negris proposed, “You use your predictive ability to help us rescue people. Once we rescue them, we’ll take you into the city.”

Shamara hesitated as she looked at Ange, thinking of his pure Holy Light, and admitted that it would be easier to get into the city with him. Her heart moved.

Mainly because the foreman of the washing team kept harassing her and it was nauseating.

Having been a saint since childhood and being a target of the church for cultivation, Shamara had never experienced the ugliness of the church and the sufferings of the world. Faced with this situation, she felt helpless and disgusted. Unless she didn’t want to get into the city, it seemed that she had no other choice but to endure it.

However, being with Ange, his pure Holy Light was fatally attractive to her. She was truly worried that one day she wouldn’t resist reaching out to steal Ange’s Holy Light and would be defeated by him.

“Hey, Shamara, why did you stop? Why didn’t you follow us?” A chubby man turned the corner and shouted at Shamara from afar.

“Don’t you want to work anymore? We got a chance to go to the Land of the Fallen after a fierce competition, you have to earn the teleportation fee even if you don’t want to work. I just wondered why such a pretty girl would come to the Land of the Fallen. Is it because you want a man? Here is a slum, there is nothing…”

The chubby man kept talking as he walked towards her, reaching out to grab Shamara.

“I’ll go with you to save people.” Shamara said, and then punched the foreman in the face, knocking him to the ground. She jumped on him and started to beat him up. The foreman was knocked unconscious and unrecognisable.

Shamara stood up refreshed, turned to Ange and asked, “Let’s go. Who are we saving?”

“We’re gonna save a Dimension Beast,” Negris replied.

“The one near the teleportation array?” Shamara had seen the Dimension Beast near the teleportation array as she had come out of the transport centre.

Bringing Brand, Ange took out ten Demon Crystals. Negris said, “You guys find a place to stay first. I have something to do. I’ll look for you after I finish.”

Brand immediately saluted, “Yes, Lord!” He didn’t talk much and turned around to lead his son and nephew away.

After walking for a distance, the three men exchanged glances, revealing an expression of ‘As Expected’.

“Did you see? Do you remember what I said just now? Forget what you saw. Don’t tell anyone what you saw, not even in your dreams.”

“Yes!”

After seeing off the Brands, Ange and Shamara went directly into the mining pit.

With thousands of years of mining, the ores were long exhausted, leaving nothing but an abandoned mine. Some poverty-stricken people who didn’t even have a house hid in here. As soon as they spotted Ange, they either scattered like a frightened bird or laid dead still.

Entering the mine tunnel, there were no more people. The impoverished weren’t in the habit of going deep into the mine since the paths went on and on in all directions, dark and slippery. They didn’t even have torches for illumination, so if they went too deep, they could easily get lost and starve to death in the mine.

Entering the unmanned mine tunnel, Ange immediately summoned the Bronze Dragon, Little Zombie, Little Angel, Luther, and Serene, who had been suffocating.

“Heh heh heh…” Luther gasped for breath intensely as soon as he was free: “My lord, the air here is suffocating.”

“I feel the same way, I can’t breathe.”Serene added.

“Living beings are so troublesome. Forget it, you guys don’t need to come out again, just put them back.” Negris said helplessly.

Luther instantly shook his head: “We would prefer going outside. Please don’t put me back in there where it’s too boring.”

The Resting Camp was too dull. During his last bout against Nikola, Luther had been holed up in there for half a month. He really didn’t want to stay anymore.

The total area was just a few dozen square kilometers, most of which was grim Breathing Soil and palaces. Standing in such a place for a while made them feel dehydrated.

Only the vicinity of the farm was suitable for living beings like him due to the Boundary. But the farm had only three thousand acres. Everything was within sight, and there was nothing interesting to do.

Just then, Shamara invoked a ball of black Sacred Flame and slapped it on Serene’s back.

“Hiss—” Serene took a deep breath, and exclaimed in surprise: “Hey, I can breathe now!”

Only then did Negris recall: “Oh right, you’re also a living being, how can you breathe?”

“It’s just a small blessing.” Shamara said dismissively, invoked another Sacred Flame, and slapped it onto Luther.

Luther was able to breathe freely again and gave Shamara a thumbs up.

“Alright, now tell me your plan. How are you going to rescue the Dimensional Beast? Hurry up and finish so that you can take me into the city. I feel like something is about to happen there.” Shamara said, frowning.

“We weren’t sure what to do initially. The guards there are too strict. But now that you’re here, we can try approaching it through the underground mine.” Negris suggested.

“Me? I’ve never been here before. How would I know which mine path we could use to get closer?” Shamara asked in surprise.

Negris chuckled, “Of course through your predictive ability! Come on, tell me, can this mine path get us closer to the surface where the Dimensional Beast is sealed?”

Shamara gasped for breath and almost fell, “You’re not asking me to try one path at a time, are you?”

Negris nodded as though it was a matter of course.

Having no choice, Shamara had to try out each mine path. Every time they prised into a new path, Negris would ask her the same question: “Can this mining path get us closer to the surface where the Dimensional Beast is sealed?”

She’d either shake her head or nod. The last time she nodded, they entered a dead end.

“Huh, is that it? A dead end?” Negris asked in surprise.

Shamara paled and pointed upwards. The predictive ability was a Divine Technique, and each expenditure was actually quite significant. By the time she reached the dead-end, she was exhausted.

Ange placed his hand on her shoulder, releasing Holy Light.

As the pure force flowed into her body, she felt invigorated, and her eyes sparkled with distinct eagerness.

However, she quickly gritted her teeth and shut her eyes, trying her best to shift her attention, for the voice in her head was warning her again.

After replenishing her with a bit of energy, Ange flew up and touched the rock above him.

Negris suggested, “Ange, it’s your move now. Your Ground Cracking Technique is too lowly for just loosening the soil. Its best application is for digging tunnels. With your delicate control, limit the range of the fissures within a circle and dig all the way up.”

Ange felt the earth elements in the rocks and stirred them up. Then, with a sudden jerk, the rocks above collapsed silently and started to crumple down.

After the rocks had fallen and a human-sized circle appeared, the inside was clean while the outside was completely undamaged.

Both Shamara and Serene startled at the scene and suddenly understood what Negris meant by ‘delicate control’.

Ange crawled into the hole, stretched out his hand to the top, and released his Ground Cracking Technique. The rocks crumbled and fell down.

Moving further bit by bit, after thousands of Ground Cracking Techniques, Ange touched a man-made foundation.

Probably nobody had ever cast thousands of Ground Cracking Techniques consecutively, so no one would ever think that an enemy could tunnel from underground. This was a mining area, filled with hard rocks below the ground. Even if someone was digging, it was impossible to do so stealthily without making any noise.

After touching the stone, Ange fell down the hole.

“How’s it going? Did you get through?” Negris asked.

Ange nodded then said, “It’s crying.”

PS: I want to cry too. I ate the wrong food – the red chili-oil boneless chicken feet and spicy hot pot of extra blood – I almost couldn’t make up the chapter tonight.