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

"This is the root of the God of Tree, you promised to manifest me," Awuli said.


Ange nodded for the seventh time, which was no different from the first, but Negris was getting impatient and said irritably, "I know, I know, you've said it eight hundred times already."


Awuli tilted her head and thought seriously for a moment, "Not eight hundred times, but you promised to manifest me."


Negris ran out of patience and said, "Truly dumber than a sheep. How can Ange be so patient? It's been eight hundred times and he's still this patient."


Anthony gave him a sidelong glance and remained silent.


Negris immediately took the hint and turned his head away.


Anthony whispered, "Among those that Lord shelters, is there any who is not troublesome? Besides, without patience, one couldn't possibly nurture a new seed."


Chapter 816: Did I Revert to An Ancestor?