Chapter 76

The world vegetable was not grown, otherwise, it would have really scared Negris to death. However, Ang was clearly working hard to grow the world vegetable. He first watered the ground thoroughly, buried the seeds, and pointed his finger at them.

The seeds showed no movement for a long time.

Well, the world vegetable wasn't so easy to grow, but Ang was not discouraged at all. Even growing holy mushrooms required a control group, let alone the World Tree.

For this reason, Ang set up hundreds of growth combinations. The soil included pure volcanic ash, mixed with bone meal, mixed with plant ash, mixed with farm manure, etc. The soil's pH, permeability, etc., were set up in more than a dozen combinations.

Then, these combinations were repeatedly arranged on both sides of the Great Rift Valley according to different temperatures. In terms of temperature, the two sides of the valley were the most perfect places, from a few degrees at the very top to the high temperature of several hundred degrees beside the lava river. Finding the appropriate height meant finding the corresponding temperature.

Considering the particularity of the World Tree, Ang also buried a few beside the lava river at several hundred degrees, but they were soon cooked. From this case, it can be seen that the seeds cannot sprout at several hundred degrees.

"Several hundred degrees, several hundred degrees! You still want it to sprout; it's good it wasn't cooked! Boiling water at one hundred degrees can cook things, and you're at several hundred!!" Negris roared, angry at Ang's unreliable approach.

"Can it be cooked?" Ang tilted his head, found a stone bowl, and poured it full of water using the Rain Spell.

Thinking for a moment, he cast a Purification Spell, put two seeds in, held the stone bowl with both hands, and used the Burning Spell. A layer of flame suddenly appeared in his palm, scorching the bottom of the bowl, and soon the water in the bowl boiled.

After burning for a while, Ang took the seeds out of the bowl, crushed them, and pointed to the still tender green seeds inside, saying: "Not cooked."

Negris's face was a bit swollen; he covered his face and ran away.

Are World Tree seeds so powerful? Boiling water can't cook them? What crop seeds can withstand boiling water? Never heard of it.

Even the God of Knowledge hadn't heard of it, which meant it didn't exist. In other words, perhaps only World Tree seeds in the world could withstand boiling water, but no one dared to boil its seeds, so no one knew.

Being able to withstand boiling water meant being able to withstand high temperatures above one hundred degrees. Ang also placed them in places around two hundred degrees, squatted and observed for a period of time, and found they weren't cooked, only then burying them with soil.

They were buried in all kinds of places where seeds could be buried, including places on the surface where the Wind of Rest blew. Although the Wind of Rest could destroy the vitality of all living things, who could guarantee that the World Tree couldn't withstand it?

He also picked ten fuller seeds to soak in essence liquid, put ten in the Palace of Rest's farm, crushed the skin of ten, froze ten for a night, boiled ten for a few minutes, etc., etc. These were all methods to urge germination. He didn't know which one was effective, so he used all that could be used.

However, the soil and air environment of the Great Rift Valley were acidic. Just in case, Ang kept half of the seeds to plant after returning to the Lich City.

Negris felt his scalp tingle. The World Tree is the holy relic of the Elven race, their god. In the myriad worlds and endless abyss, there is only one unique World Tree. The Elves treasure it very much. Any blasphemy and offense could lead to the anger of the Elven race.

One fruit has thousands of seeds, yet the Elven race only takes one as a reward. If they weren't at their wit's end, they wouldn't send diseased branches all over the world. If, if Ang really found a way to cultivate the World Tree and grew them like vegetables, what would the Elves do? Would the Elven race go crazy?

This is very possible. Plants have plant characteristics. As long as the appropriate environment is found, they can sprout in batches. If it is said that they need a long time to sprout, then it's a coincidence; Ang happens to have mastered the divine skill of accelerating seed germination.

To grow into a World Tree might require many extra elements, but sprouting shouldn't, right? Just sprouting hundreds of World Tree seedlings would be enough to drive the Elven race crazy.

God, just thinking about it is exciting. Let's do it.

However, it definitely couldn't be finished in a short while. Only a few dozen seeds had been buried when the Black Knight shouted from the cave: "Bo... Boss, that, that, my previous boss is looking for... looking for you."

Negris rushed up first and asked fiercely: "Previous boss? You contacted your former accomplices?"

This is a very serious matter. If the Black Knight contacted his former companions without permission, Negris would suggest Ang kill him immediately.

The Black Knight waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, no, the teleportation array wasn't closed, and a communication suddenly connected. The only one who knew about this teleportation array was my previous boss. Sure enough, it was him, so I just mentioned the job change. I didn't say anything else, but he requested to speak to the boss."

Negris looked him over. With the mandatory effect of the soul connection, the Black Knight wouldn't dare to lie. If it was just this, it was understandable. Speaking of this, Negris couldn't help but be curious: "Who is your previous boss? Why didn't he require you to offer your soul? Aren't you afraid of betrayal?"

"Heh, how is that possible? But later, because of some special reasons, he erased our oath and gave us freedom. Our previous boss was the Black Knight Emperor Piero." The Black Knight said.

Negris jumped up in fright: "What! Piero? Is he still alive?"

The dignified Black Knight Emperor, the inventor of the Reincarnation Altar, the first man-made undead creature in history—Negris certainly knew him and was very familiar with him.

This guy often got the opportunity to enter the Brass Book Tower and asked Negris many normal 'knowledge' questions. He was able to build the Reincarnation Altar; perhaps Negris even had a share of the credit.

This Black Knight Emperor actually didn't die?

"He wants to talk to us?" Negris asked.

"Yes, yes, he is now called Anthony and is the Cardinal Archbishop of the human diocese of the Light Church in the main material plane. That angel and we were all sent by him..."

Before the Black Knight finished speaking, he saw Negris bump his head into the ground: "Light Church? Cardinal Archbishop? The angel listens to him?"

The twists and bizarreness of the matter simply shattered Negris's worldview. The dignified Black Knight Emperor actually became a Cardinal Archbishop of the Light Church?

Even sitting in front of the teleportation array, Negris couldn't digest this news, full of questions not knowing where to start.

On the contrary, Ang didn't have so many distracting thoughts. He put on the scarecrow straw hat and asked: "Who are you?"

A steady voice came from the teleportation array: "I am Anthony, Cardinal Archbishop of the human diocese of the Light Church. Hello, may I ask who you are?"

"Ang." Ang responded.

A concise name made Anthony on the other side feel unhappy. What does this mean? Perfunctory?

"May I ask your identity." Anthony asked again.

Ang tilted his head. What is identity? Thinking for a moment, he responded: "Vegetable-growing skeleton."

Anthony was relieved. It was clearly perfunctory, but it didn't matter. Having lived for so many years, did a little perfunctoriness want to anger him?

"Are you the Battle-Riding Skeleton Ang, who used the Death Scythe to hook away Polk's soul?" Anthony said.

Negris leaned over to the Black Knight and asked in a low voice: "Your name is Polk?"

The Black Knight nodded.

"How did he know your soul was hooked away by the Death Scythe?" Negris asked.

"My companion didn't die; he escaped back." Polk responded in a low voice.

The other Black Knight didn't die? He took a Holy Light Flash from the Angel Skeleton and actually didn't die?

However, thinking about it, it was very possible. The Angel Skeleton's 'Holy' light didn't add damage to undead creatures. As long as it wasn't hit head-on, it wouldn't be burned. Perhaps the soil at the time absorbed more damage, and the Black Knight escaped a disaster.

Ang thought for a long time before understanding that the other party was talking about himself. The Death Scythe existed, but Battle-Riding Skeleton?

"Yes." Ang responded.

Still perfunctory? Anthony was a bit angry: "Lord Ang, honest communication is the basis for solving problems. You captured my people and snatched my things, and you still have this attitude. This is not a good attitude for solving problems."

Ang was a bit confused. What did he mean? Honest communication basis attitude solving, it seemed so complicated.

Because he couldn't understand, Ang tilted his head and asked: "What do you want?"

Now it was Anthony's turn to be stunned: "What do you mean what do I want? You captured my people and snatched my things, and you still ask me what I want? I want the people and the Holy Remains."

"Oh, how to trade?" Now Ang understood. He wanted things from him, and that was simple: equivalent exchange.

Anthony took a deep breath. He understood Ang's meaning. He captured his people, snatched his things, and still wanted him to use things to redeem them. Good, very good.

"What do you want?" Anthony asked, suppressing his anger.

The Holy Remains were very important. For things like angels, as long as there were bones, they could be resurrected with Holy Light. For safety's sake, he sent two more Black Knights to follow. Even if the angel had an accident, they could snatch the Holy Remains back. However, the worst situation happened.

The other Black Knight escaped back and told him everything, which made Anthony feel even more absurd. The Holy Spirit Angel wasn't killed by the enemy, but died by hard-carrying the Wind of Rest, blown to death by the wind.

Does anyone believe it if said out loud? Are these Holy Spirits so stubborn to this extent? When fighting Holy Spirits before, he didn't feel they were so stupid.

Perhaps the Holy Spirits fought before were of high level. The smaller the Holy Spirit, the higher the level. Like this 1.8-meter-tall fool, the level was low, combat power was weak, intelligence was poor, and it was stubborn. It was infuriating.

But no matter how stupid, it was still a Holy Spirit. Losing a Holy Spirit for no reason—don't look at the fact that he was already a Cardinal Archbishop; it wasn't easy to explain.

Even if he fooled them, the situation in the Abyss of Rest would be exposed. How much effort had he spent over the years to make the Light Church ignore this place?

The top priority was to find the Holy Remains back, fool them, and when he had time later, slowly deal with this Ang.

This question stumped Ang. What did he want?

"Want to grow..." Before he finished speaking, Negris rushed up and covered his mouth.

Negris's heart was laughing wildly. He knew it would be like this. Anyone who didn't understand Ang would be driven crazy after chatting with him for a few sentences. If he let him finish the sentence 'want to grow vegetables', the Anthony on the other side would definitely go berserk.

Hahaha, although Negris really wanted to see this scene, to prevent the negotiation from breaking down, Negris still decided not to provoke him.

After covering Ang, Negris took over the conversation and said: "Piero, long time no see. Do you know who I am?"