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

The top three grains have entered the peer review stage. In the next planting season, a review committee will be formed by peers to verify the planting data of the grains.


Dobinki knew he was screwed. Without a doubt, his crops would be the focus of attention, and the peer review was likely aimed at him.


Ange's data could be replicated, even resulting in increased output. The whole process was done in a simulated magic formation. The peers could just re-run the course.


As for his planting data, it couldn't be reproduced and the yields decreased. If everybody's yield decreased, and Ange's decreased more than his, then that was fine. It would be justified as an acceptable fluctuation.


But now the problem was that only his yield decreased while Ange's increased. As the one who initiated the simulation contest, he would definitely have to face more stringent review. It was like he had lifted a stone only to drop it on his own foot.


Chapter 363: Should We Absorb the Goblin Trade Guild?_1