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

However, contrary to everyone's expectations, they had searched the entire Mage Tower but still couldn't find the crop cultivation area.


"It doesn't make sense, could it be like Tuxi, where they plant in the Dimensional Space?" Negris asked, puzzled, looking towards Tuxi Rikis.


"This is the Dimensional Space," Anthony replied.


"Oh, right, then how do they get their food? It looks like wheat flour, it even smells like it when baked, just not very fresh," Negris said, peering curiously at the crowd queuing to bake flatbreads below.


The life here was highly structured, with prayers held twice daily—those mass kneeling and wailing sessions they had encountered upon arrival—followed by mealtime.


They prepared their food themselves by gathering ingredients and baking collectively. Everyone would return to their small rooms, knead their dough, and then take it out to the streets.


Chapter 866: Great, no need to hide anymore