[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-vegetable-growing-skeleton-s-foreign-land-re":3,"chapter-the-vegetable-growing-skeleton-s-foreign-land-re-the-vegetable-growing-skeleton-s-foreign-land-re-chapter-948":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Vegetable-Growing Skeleton's Foreign Land Reclamation",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2352429,4600,"Chapter 948","the-vegetable-growing-skeleton-s-foreign-land-re-chapter-948",948,"\u003Cp>In the boundless void, hundreds of airships suddenly appeared, scattered chaotically across a vast area, surging forward in disarray with no formation whatsoever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This spectacle resembled a group of people heading to the same destination who happened to meet and naturally clustered together—unorganized, undisciplined, and utterly unstructured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ang and his party easily blended in, watching the scene before them; Negrilis exclaimed in disbelief: “Are they mad? Don’t they know how dangerous this is? Why are they coming to gawk?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony also found it absurd: “Among hundreds of millions, there are always a few hundred or thousand reckless fools. When I recruited people in the Prime Plane to go to the Conch Plane, I warned them it was an unexplored abyss with extreme danger—and still thousands signed up. These people don’t even think circling the Boundless Void is dangerous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony gestured toward the side front, where a luxurious airship loomed—larger than ordinary ones, lavishly decorated, and even its deck was noticeably bigger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For airships flying in the void, decks are practically unnecessary; the larger the deck, the more advanced the air shield needed to contain the atmosphere, or no one could stand on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To ensure redundancy, air shields couldn’t be just one layer—they needed multiple overlapping layers with backups, to prevent anyone from suffocating on the deck in case of accident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, ordinary airships had only a narrow rim of deck, often without any air shield at all; those who wished to step onto the deck had to cast their own magical air shield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If an airship had an unusually large deck, it was unquestionably meant for sightseeing and entertainment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deck of the airship ahead glowed brightly with magical lights, illuminating the entire surface, where a crowd of elegantly dressed men and women exchanged drinks and laughter, hosting a sizable dance party.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Ang spotted someone on the deck, he tilted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know them?” Negrilis asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ang nodded: “Silver Coin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know Silver Coin too? He’s not here.” Negrilis glanced around and saw Silver Coin was absent—he was responsible for coordinating with Ogar and hadn’t come along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ang had to clarify: “Commercial Union, Foulco.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony immediately understood: “I know who that is. Silver Coin projected himself here during that event, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in the Royal City, Ang’s group had let Gray Stick impersonate a Green Elf priest at the Commercial Union’s astrological banquet, where Ang confirmed the true presence of the Little Wraith and seized the Commercial Union’s newly formed Divine Core—the banquet had been hosted by Foulco.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So it’s him. Could these sightseeing airships be his doing too? He’s from the Commercial Union—how could Silver Coin not know about such a massive event?” Negrilis exclaimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony said: “Silver Coin is merely a newly registered divine being of the Commercial Union. His divine status is official, but he can’t do anything outrageous. The business operations of his affiliated guilds aren’t reported to him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like the Church of Light appoints clerics, organizes events, and collects taxes without reporting to the Light Gods—first, these daily affairs are too tedious, and the gods are too lazy to care; second, the operational leeway in these matters is the source of wealth and power, requiring layered profit-sharing. If every decision came from the gods, what would the Church live on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That makes sense. So what are they doing now? Hosting clients?” Negrilis asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know. Let’s go ask.” Anthony said, then signaled the airship to move closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Foulco’s luxurious airship was heavier and thus equipped with a docking port, allowing two airships to connect and transfer while in flight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the docking port, a crewman and two guards watched the approaching airship warily; the crewman’s hand rested on the alarm button, ready to trigger it, while the two guards gripped their weapons in readiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony pulled out an iron badge, displayed it, then tossed it over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards and crewman froze upon seeing the badge; after checking it, one guard rushed off to report, while the remaining crewman and guard quickly lowered the gangway to let them pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of badge was that?” Negrilis whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony whispered back: “Silver Coin’s. Audit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, auditors? No wonder they panicked.” Negrilis realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Church of Light wasn’t afraid of audits. Back when the Silver Knights guarded Darkface City, every time audit teams entered the desert heading for them, they were ambushed by desert bandits and died in the sands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonaard’s Holy Blade Legion was the same—they were violent machines. Audit teams had the courage to investigate, but never the chance to submit their reports. Even if he wiped his face with holy essence worth a thousand magic crystals per bottle, he remained a brave, upright, and incorruptible Knight of the Gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Commercial Union feared audits deeply—they weren’t violent machines, but a merchant association, whose core business was trade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trade means accounts—vast, complex ledgers. Even without embezzlement, an audit forced staff to work overtime for weeks. So internally, the Commercial Union feared auditors most of all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good heavens, how did these people show up? Foulco, upon receiving the report, abandoned his banquet and rushed over to greet them. At the gangway, he saw a group of cloaked figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dear colleagues of the Audit Department, welcome to our humble vessel. Are you merely passing through, or do you have a mission here?” Foulco mentally reviewed his accounts, found nothing amiss, and relaxed enough to greet Anthony and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony wasn’t here to audit; he quickly presented the iron badge: “No, no, just passing through, Lord Foulco, please don’t take offense. I’m Anthony of the Audit Department. Pleased to meet you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Anthony, greetings, greetings, honored to meet you.” Foulco said “honored,” yet he scrutinized the badge without slackening, examining it repeatedly until certain it was genuine, then returned it: “Lord Anthony, what business brings you ‘passing through’ here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of party is this? Why are so many airships gathered here? Where are you headed?” Anthony asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Foulco grimaced: “Of course you’re puzzled. I merely organized a six-day, seven-night luxury stargazing cruise along the edge of the Boundless Void, inviting key clients and astrology enthusiasts, planning to circle the edge and return. But somehow the news leaked—by the time we departed, airships kept arriving one after another, until it became this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony frowned: “You don’t know how the news leaked? Your airship carries many wealthy clients—could this not be intentional? Could someone have leaked it to lure followers, then ambush you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Foulco’s face paled; he spun and sprinted toward the control room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ang’s group followed closely. When they reached the control room, they found Foulco standing pale-faced before the viewport, staring outside. Hearing footsteps, he turned: “Six airships are subtly surrounding mine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Foulco stared deeply at Ang and the others: “Your sudden appearance here is suspicious. For safety, I must ask you to surrender your weapons and equipment and wait in your quarters for a while. Someone, arrest them.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1158,"2026-06-21T03:18:46.613Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5a845340071414af04e10bb5ef891a961ccd1326f1d828579e25b335880331fe","the-vegetable-growing-skeleton-s-foreign-land-re-chapter-949","the-vegetable-growing-skeleton-s-foreign-land-re-chapter-947",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-vegetable-growing-skeleton-s-foreign-land-re-cover.jpg"]