Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Silver coin remained the same. He was still that reckless individual who would dare to plot to win over saints with Holy Essence Liquid and hoodwink elves with a sprout from the World Tree, and under the protection of Ange, he would dare to provoke the Great Sage and Harvey into farming.

The Goblin Trade Guild is a commercial organization with thousands of years of history. Although it calls itself the Goblin Trade Guild, it encompasses all the business talents in the world. Anyone, either a human, an elf or a Minotaur, could join the Goblin Trade guild, except the dwarves.

The three major guilds of this world — the Magician’s Guild, the Mercenary Guild, and the Goblin Trade Guild— transcend the boundaries of state, race, ethnicity, and realm. And now, Silver coin wanted to buy it?

Negris felt he was bluffing.

“No, no, it’s just business, if someone gives the money, why wouldn’t they sell? If they refuse, it probably means the money isn’t enough, so I won’t give them money. Instead, I’ll offer exclusive grain dealing rights, beauty coupons, resurrection coupons, special product monopoly and much more. Surely there’s something that will meet their price.”

“There are hundreds of trade convoys under Goblin Trade Guild, if I can buy half of them, the Goblin Trade Guild will be doomed. Then the whole business system will no longer recognize the privileges of the Goblin Trade Guild. Especially for mass commodities like grains and cloth, the remaining convoys would start to break away at an accelerated pace.”

“When that happens, the Goblin Trade Guild will send people to kill me or destroy my organizational structure, nipping me in the bud. By then, I will find Lord Anthony, pay him taxes, and ask him to protect me.”

“It wouldn’t take a few years for the Goblin Trade Guild to disband, and I will buy the rest of it. Then I’ll replace the Goblin Trade Guild with the Silver Light Mercantile Company. Oh, by the way, that’s how I bought the Silver Light Mercantile Company in the first place.”

Back then, Silver coin was one of the vice-presidents of the Silver Light Mercantile Company. When he got the Holy Essence Liquid, he changed his business model and broke off from the Silver light Mercantile Company, renaming it the Silver Chamber of Commerce. But after he got the exclusive distributorship from the elves, he turned around and bought back the Silver Light Mercantile Company.

As Negris voiced these words, a glimmer of sparks burst in front of Silver coin.

Ange, who had been busy farming, couldn’t help but raise his head and look at the spark.

Negris, too, stared blankly at that spark, while Silver coin looked at it in surprise, “What is this?”

“Fa… faith fire, the Fire of Mass Faith,” Negris stuttered, “Did…did I ignite it?”

It seemed that Silver coin had ignited the fire of faith due to a single ‘you cunning businessman’ from him. What kind of absurd plot is this? Was that the craziest thing?

When Ange first ignited the Fire of Faith for his planting god statue, it was also ignited by him. But the thing is that Ange itself was imbued with powerful divine power, making igniting the divine fire a natural progression.

What was Silver coin? Just a Goblin swindler, why could he ignite the Fire of Faith?

The even more flabbergasted one was Silver coin. Just like Negris said, it was just a Goblin merchant. There’s no connection between him and those gods, demons, faith, divine statues, etc. He’d never even cultivated any followers. Why then would he suddenly ignite the Fire of Faith?

What kind of Fire of Faith was it? A Fire of Faith of the God of Fraudsters?

If it was the God of Fraudsters, Silver Coin came up with a question immediately: “Can I have discounts when I buy something?”

Negris was so angry that he wished he could hold Silver coin down and give him a beating.

Ange walked over and poked the Fire of Faith, causing it to flare up a bit more.

Having absorbed the Fire of Faith, and found out that buying goods couldn’t be discounted, Silver Coin lost interest, bid goodbye to Ange and vanished in a puff of smoke.

He’s been in Land of the Fallen for a long time and commanding from a distance, there’s so many issues that needed settling already.

Negris sighed, “How did this happen? Why could Silver coin ignite the Fire of Faith? Is igniting the Fire of Faith that easy?”

Durken didn’t really understand this process, but he was good at analyzing problems so he speculated, “You have ignited two Fires of Faith so far, could it be because of you? Is your mouth extra potent? Could it be that you aren’t the mouth of misfortune, but rather the mouth of fortune?”

While saying that, Durken wrapped his arm around Negris’s neck, “Say something to me too, let’s test it out.”

Negris glared at him irritably, “You damn Kobold.”

Durken very cooperatively barked, “Woof.”

Luther squeezed past Durken and said, massaging his hands, “Lord of Knowledge, spark some fire for me, I want to be the number one Sword Saint in the world.”

“Alright, Beet Swordsman,” Negris replied.

“No, no, no, the world’s number one Sword Saint,” Luther corrected.

“Alright, the world’s number one Beet Swordsman,” Negris replied.

“Dammit, the God of Knowledge has gone deaf, can’t even hear what I’m saying clearly,” Luther left dejectedly.

Lightning poked his head over, “Lord Nage, call me Son of Thunder, otherwise I’ll come to your door tonight and curse you.”

Negris shot him a glance, then roared. A little squirrel scampered over like lightning, clutching a elf bean in its hands.

As the squirrel scampered over, Lightning had already vanished like a bolt of lightning.

Lisa walked over with a smiling expression.

He could handle Luther, but not Lisa. Negris was forced into service, calling everyone by their titles. Those who didn’t have titles yet were given new ones.

Regrettably, he couldn’t ignite another Fire of Faith like with the silver coin.

…

“Village chief, village chief, how much further do we have to go? My shoes are about to burn, they are new,” a somewhat younger man, dressed like an old farmer, asked weakly as they trudged through the scorching desert.

The intense sunlight was sapping his strength to speak, he could only walk on and mourn his new shoes.

“I asked the Bronze Dragon, it said to continue southeast and we would get to the Southern Swamp,” the village chief explained with some annoyance.

“Did… did the Bronze Dragon say how long it would take?” The young farmer asked.

“Err, it didn’t say, but however far, a few days of walking will get us there. We took a big roundabout route to get here by ship, but now we’re going in a straight line, so it must be faster than the ship,” the village chief confidently stated.

“Why do I feel something is off? Village chief, have you ever traveled far? Left the swamps? Seen a desert?” Another member of the group interjected.

“No… no I haven’t, but what does that have to do with anything? The Bronze Dragon Lord said keep going straight, it said ‘if you have the guts, keep walking, you’ll definitely get there’,” the village chief said with a lack of conviction.

The young farmer said, “I think you misunderstood its meaning. What it actually meant was ‘if you can get there, you’re definitely gutsy’. Village chief, should we turn back and take the ship instead?”

“More than ten demon crystals for a ship ticket, are you out of your mind? Keep walking, stop babbling.”

“But Lord Stellaris did reimburse us for the ship tickets, right?”

“Reimburse yes, but isn’t it still money if we save it? The savings can be used for building a house or getting married when we return.”

While they were bickering, a clip-clop of horse hooves sounded from behind. They turned to see a robust, jet-black ‘horse’, carrying four figures galloping towards them, the Bronze Dragon who had persuaded them to walk home among them.

A light mist sprayed from the black ‘horse’, seeping into the sand and visibly causing the grains to disperse.

They passed each other, the four figures on the ‘horse’ tilted their heads, looking perplexedly at the weary travelers. The last one, the Bronze Dragon, wore a stunned expression, “Are you guys out of your minds?”

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