[{"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-960":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},2352441,4600,"Chapter 960: The Mourning Undead Soldiers Are Charging","the-vegetable-growing-skeleton-s-foreign-land-re-chapter-960",960,"\u003Cp>While the silver coin was still tricking Olga, Ang and his group had already been teleported to the Heavenly Fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ang rubbed his hands together, instantly summoning a teleportation array; a flash of white light, and they appeared atop the pyramid of the Heavenly Fortress, below which lay the Gods’ Square… the Gods’ Farm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment they appeared, four powerful mental senses locked onto them; four towering figures, a hundred meters tall, rose up and swung their weapons to strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they promptly “saw” the aura of Ang and the others, halted their movements, scanned everyone with their gaze, and finally settled on Negrilis, hesitantly asking: “Lord Negrilis?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Negrilis replied, slightly stunned: “It’s me. Are you Gorr’s children? How did you grow so large? No, no—that’s not all, you’ve mutated?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Years ago, the talkative War Tree Gorr had been nurtured by the God of Life into ten seeds; four of them were planted here to guard the Holy Heavenly Realm, and then Ang had left them alone—never expecting them to grow this big now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t so much growth as mutation; each of them bore a crown of fluorescent white leaves, and sacred light shimmered beneath their bark’s wrinkles, their consciousness overwhelmingly potent—nothing like a War Tree at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They couldn’t even be called trees anymore, but rather some sacred product—hence Negrilis said they had mutated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four Light War Trees ignored Negrilis and bowed deeply toward Ang: “God of Life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Negrilis still wore his bronze dragon form, easy to recognize; Ang, however, now appeared as a construct, harder to identify—but his aura remained unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ang nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Negrilis said: “Rise. How did you become like this? Is it because of Little Phantom?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four Light War Trees exchanged hesitant glances; they were Gorr’s children, planted since childhood in the Holy Heavenly Realm, unfamiliar with Ang and his group, unaccustomed to this style where Ang nodded and Negrilis spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But seeing Ang’s silence, they gradually straightened and said: “We don’t know why we changed this way. The air and moisture here gradually vanished; the Light Supreme God brought us energy, and slowly we became like this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I knew it—but you’ve strengthened too much. Your consciousness is even stronger than the Void War Trees. How many good things did Little Phantom feed you?” Negrilis said enviously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When those War Trees’ consciousnesses had locked onto him earlier, Negrilis had sensed their awareness was stronger than the Void War Trees’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember, they were Gorr’s children—mere Planar-level War Trees—yet their consciousness now rivaled that of Void-level War Trees. Little Phantom had directly elevated them by an entire tier. Unbelievable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, everyone suddenly sensed something and looked down at the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sacred flame slowly rose from between the floor tiles, coalescing into a Sacred Phantom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing so many people, the little face formed by the Sacred Phantom looked utterly bewildered; after scanning everyone, its gaze settled on Ang: “Aoo!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh! Everyone saw a flash of holy light—the little phantom had already launched itself before Ang; Ang blocked it with a finger, and it thumped against his fingertip with a soft *pop*.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little phantom tilted its head, clung tightly to Ang’s finger, and cried: “Ya-ya-ya!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ang nodded and walked into the center of the Heavenly Gate Teleportation Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Negrilis hurried after him, asking: “What did Little Phantom say? Can’t you all just standardize your language? Even if it spoke ‘Aoo-language,’ that’d be fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where did this “Ya-ya” language even come from?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ang tilted his head in confusion: “This… is Aoo-language. Ya-ya… is below.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ya-ya? Who?” Negrilis’s confusion vanished the moment he descended into the Heavenly Realm and saw a tiny sapling running over, chirping “Yi-yi-ya-ya.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How are you here too? What about the dimensional space? You’re the World-Supporting Divine Tree!” Negrilis exclaimed in shock—the little sapling was the pillar holding up the dimensional world. How had it come here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sapling scrambled up Ang’s shoulder, and as soon as it settled, it noticed something odd about him; it reached out a tiny hand and tapped Ang’s head, producing a hollow *thump-thump* of wood striking wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound made the sapling shiver all over; it climbed higher, perched on Ang’s head, and happily waved its true leaves: *Strain—grow—strain—grow!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine, this idiot sapling clearly couldn’t answer such a complex question; Negrilis turned to Ang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ang shook his head and said: “World-tree, branches, not collapse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not collapse? Good. So the World-Supporting Divine Tree can branch out into many offshoots? Could it create more dimensional worlds?” Negrilis asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ang shook his head: “I, cannot sustain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A complete dimensional world wasn’t just supported by the sapling—it had drained all matter and energy from the Chaotic Plane. Another one? Ang couldn’t sustain it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But while a full dimensional world was beyond him, a few hundred square kilometers of dimensional space was still possible. Thinking of this, Ang said: “I need, Chaotic Mist.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? What? My lord, you need Chaotic Mist?” Anthony was thrown off by Ang’s sudden request, stunned for two seconds before realizing: Was this a divine decree?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ang nodded. There were many ways to create a dimensional space, but to establish one with balanced elements, the best method was to manifest it directly with Chaotic Mist; otherwise, adjusting it later would be too troublesome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Palace of Rest was a dead world; without the Farm Barrier, nothing could grow inside. Better to achieve it in one step—use Chaotic Mist to manifest an element-balanced world from the start.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a balanced elemental dimensional space, Ang could reach in and plant things. Just thinking of it made him happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know what you’re planning. Damn it, Little Phantom and the sapling barely made it here, and all you think about is opening a space to grow vegetables? Don’t you have any other ambitions?!” Negrilis snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ang shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony couldn’t help but smile bitterly: “Chaotic Mist? That’s not lacking ambition—it’s impossible! Where am I supposed to get Chaotic Mist? Should I go beg His Majesty for some?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pfft… Not a bad idea. But you’ll have to go yourself—too bad, the Old Immortal still lacks a Primordial Body. He can’t harvest Chaotic Mist.” Negrilis laughed bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then where do we get Chaotic Mist?” Anthony groaned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Little Phantom emerged from Ang’s fingertip, forming a tiny finger and pointing: “Aoo!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ang immediately gazed in the direction the little phantom pointed; Negrilis and Anthony exchanged glances and immediately shared Ang’s vision—beyond the Holy Heavenly Realm, in the black void, smaller black dots were leaping across the void, racing toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each leap of the black dots sent ripples through space, especially visible under Ang’s Scale of Balance, nearly obscuring the purple cracks beneath their feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s the Mourning Undead Soldiers… wait, are they charging?”\u003C\u002Fp>",1124,"2026-06-21T03:18:46.613Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","388a35ee5c454f38fecea35e801bfe5a30d13a94025a8a8772893a74f6a076af","the-vegetable-growing-skeleton-s-foreign-land-re-chapter-961","the-vegetable-growing-skeleton-s-foreign-land-re-chapter-959",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-vegetable-growing-skeleton-s-foreign-land-re-cover.jpg"]