Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 582: Chapter 329 I know how to pick farm fertilizers, do you? _1

As it turns out, Negris overthought things. Engraving divinity patterns could not turn a blank God statue into a Forging Divinity statue. Rather, after adding divinity patterns, the God statue became consolidated and would not dissipate easily, thus creating an illusion of ‘growth’.

Regardless, with the God statue becoming stable and no longer needing to be secured inside a flower bud, where was the most suitable place to put it?

The blacksmith’s shop in the Goddess of Beauty City was vast in size, fully equipped with everything from a magic furnace to a water-power forging hammer, all the way to a mechanical vehicle. It had almost all the advanced equipment one could think of.

The money allocated to Vaguli each month was all invested here.

Why would a goblin engineer pour money into a blacksmith’s shop? Could blacksmithing work qualify one as a goblin engineer?

Whether building a protective construct for the world travel hub or creating a mechanical harvester, each required iron and steel parts. Forging was, therefore, a part of a goblin engineer’s daily routine.

Perhaps to accommodate him, the previous group of drunken dwarves wanted to be assigned here, which infuriated Vaguli: “I don’t need these crude and foolish dwarves here, take them away!”

“Who are you calling a dwarf! You short and thin ground rat!” Copper Beard, furious, rolled up his sleeves.

“What, you want a fight? Bring it on, I will take you all on by myself.” Vaguli ran back into the shop and emerged sitting inside a mechanical construct.

It was a bear-like mechanical construct, burly and massive, standing over two meters tall.

Vaguli sat in the open cockpit, moving his hands and feet. The bear-shaped construct mirrored Vaguli’s movements.

“Being able to operate a mechanical construct is no big deal, why don’t you come down and fight me one on one.” Copper Beard didn’t call his companions to help, but he was not reckless enough to challenge a steel construct.

Just then, they felt a bright light beside them, as if a powerful magic spotlight had been switched on.

Turning their heads, they saw Lisa, who had brought the dwarves over, grinning brightly. Her body surged with holy power as she rubbed her hands together and said, “It seems like you all are ignoring me now?”

After spending two days scrubbing toilets with the dwarves, Vaguli was both physically and mentally exhausted. He returned to his blacksmith shop and lied down at a random spot.

An engineer sleeping on the construction site was reasonable, and being single, no one would bother him. He could sleep anywhere as long as it was comfortable, even in the corners of his blacksmith shop. A carpet smeared with engine oil was all he needed for a peaceful sleep.

However, during his sleep, Vaguli felt something watching him and he suddenly opened his eyes.

After searching for a while, Vaguli found something that didn’t belong in the blacksmith’s shop – a statue of the God of Forging.

He kicked his goblin assistant and apprentices awake and roared, “Who dared place a dwarf… a small man’s statue here? Is this a provocation? Who! Who was it…”

His assistant quickly said, “It was Lord Ange.”

“Who is so considerate of me? So it was Lord Ange. Lord, you’re too kind to me, even inviting the God of Forging to bless me. I’m so touched, may the God of Forging bless me.” Vaguli said, pretending to be moved to tears.

“Lord Ange has left.” The assistant reminded him.

Vaguli stood there, speechless. After a while, he dejectedly said, “Why would Lord Ange place a statue of the God of Forging here? Couldn’t he place one of himself? We goblins are hardly under the jurisdiction of the dwarves. I would rather pray to the Undead God.”

Despite his disappointment, he did not dare throw away something Ange had placed there. He decided to ignore it as much as possible – out of sight, out of mind.

Whether it was psychological or not, ever since the statue was placed there, his success rate in forging or casting seemed to improve.

His assistants and apprentices also shared the same sentiment; hence they often pay their respects, sneaking in a bow when Vaguli wasn’t looking.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Hearing that Ange was planning to place the Forging Divinity God statue in a fitting location, the Bronze Dragon, in a playful mood, immediately thought of Vaguli. The thought of having a dwarf’s statue placed within the territory of an atheist goblin engineer was exciting.

Of course, it was precisely because Vaguli was an atheist that he dared to do this, lest he offended Vaguli’s beliefs.

Ange merely thought the God statue, with the Forging Divinity patterns engraved on it, should be placed somewhere related to forging. After placing it there, he was fully invested in the cultivation of Elf beans.

From his simulations, Ange discovered that there wasn’t a suitable place for cultivating Elf beans within his territory; the Elf beans didn’t like sunshine and couldn’t tolerate scorching sun.

Among the places he had been to, the most suitable place for cultivation was the Elf Forest, where Elf beans grew naturally in the moist open areas covered with organic matter in the forest.

Unfortunately, the Elf Forest was not his territory and thus the beans could not be planted there. The only place with a similar environment was the forest land in the Kingdom of Luosha.

With some modifications and the introduction of some trees, one could tweak the environment and climate to be appropriate.

Upon arriving at the Luosha Forest Land, he prepared the hillside and transplanted the germinated Elf beans from the interspace. Then, he supplied the insect manure.

The usual Insect Ash Liquid was made by burning insects into ashes and then extracting the nutrients for water part. However, the Elf beans didn’t like this kind of manure. They preferred compost, where insects were fermented in the soil.

So Ange patiently tested dozens of compost groups with different proportions, finally selecting the most appropriate one, which was placed around the base of the plants.