Love eventually flows like water

A thousand years after the Undead Empire vanished, the little skeleton who used to farm was still tending to his fields, until the summoning portal reopened.
"Are you guys hungry? I’ve been farming for a thousand years and have stored a tiny bit of food."
"Have these fields been deserted? Can I plant things?"
"The princess's city on the hill doesn’t allow farming? Then never mind, I won't go."
"They want to tax me but won't let me farm? Wipe them out!"

Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

"There's no problem in teaching you, but what are you buying grain for? You can sow over two hundred acres a day, which is more than enough to support everyone in this world. So why buy grain?" Negris conveyed a wave of information via soul transmission: "Alright, the lesson's over."


"You're purchasing grain to plant? Don't you have your own seeds?" Negris was surprised. The seeds Ange cultivated had quite high yields. Was there a need to purchase other seeds for planting?


"Different seeds, planted together, don't degrade," Ange said.


It took a while for Negris to understand what Ange was saying. He gaped in astonishment, "Are you talking about hybridization? To prevent seed degradation? You can think that far ahead?"


Ange tilted his head in confusion. Why wouldn't he think that far ahead? He was a professional at planting crops.


Chapter 69: Legacy of the Undead_1