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

"Come, come, let's hide them all. Just leave Bujaka," Negris greeted excitedly.


Lidali and Helan, confused, pushed the Ancient Gods down as Negris had instructed, and hid them before asking puzzled, "What are you planning to do, sir?"


"Fishing," Negris said. With the backing of the Chaotic Undead Legion, Negris's courage grew; originally, it had been passive fishing, but now he had started to actively fish.


On a tiny shattered plane, packed full, several Ancient Gods were huddled together; shadows loomed all around, making the scene impossibly awkward.


Sure enough, seeing Bujaka dragging the shattered plane and thinking it might be something precious, some Ancient Gods that believed themselves strong enough to overpower Bujaka, or relying on their numbers, charged forward and then found themselves surrounded by a dozen Ancient Gods.


Chapter 747: Sir, this isn't revival, it's recreation!