Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton - Chapter 1711 - 1272: Points Are Enough, Revenge!

Chapter 1711: Chapter 1272: Points Are Enough, Revenge!

Exhausted after being insulted all day, Zha Ren hid in his nest, growing angrier the more he thought about it. He sat up and cursed: “It even said my blade is just a fire poker, can’t even cut people, and should be thrown into the God Star to be burned as firewood.”

The Star Descendant wasn’t skilled with words, but he repeated the sentence without missing a word, not even pausing, revealing the psychological damage it caused him that he remembered it so well.

Of course, Lightning insulted a lot more, like little stumpy legs, misfit, empty head, dead orphan, but those didn’t hurt him, so he didn’t remember them. Only the insult about his blade stuck with him.

This Energy Blade was the most unique part of him, even named for it, to be insulted to worthlessness—it was infuriating.

Moreover, Lightning was incredibly cheeky and, seeing the reaction to ’blade is useless,’ kept focusing insults on the blade, while provoking: “Come hit me—”

Enraged, Zha Ren went to hack at him, only to find out this horse could fly, soaring into the Void above, continuing the insults from there, and thus, Zha Ren was insulted for a full day, the nearby ones couldn’t escape the venomous ricochet, and other Star Descendants dared not stay with Zha Ren.

Evidently, this was the first move of the arguer—Isolation.

After a day of isolation and insults, Zha Ren had never felt so tired. Why does being insulted make one tired? It’s even more exhausting than carrying heavy loads, especially mentally. In the past, even if burdened for a day, he’d only feel power draining, just needing to sunbathe a bit to recharge.

Unable to bear it, Zha Ren had to crawl back to his nest. His nest was deep in a crevice, where the horse dared not descend, making him unable to hear the insults.

Yet lying there, the more he thought, the angrier he got. Zha Ren flipped up and cursed: “What right does it have to insult me? No way, I must find a way to teach it a lesson. Oh right, there are points within the Commerce Guild to hire revenge,”

In the following time, similar thoughts repeatedly surfaced in the minds of many Star Descendants, all targeting the foul-mouthed horse, wishing to tear off its horn.

Unfortunately, the horse could fly, and being a Star Descendant itself, was agile, making it hard to hit even with surprise attacks. More troublesome was the humanoid Star Descendant riding it, wielding exquisite sword skills, dismembering them in fights instead.

Thus, the foul-mouthed person and horse dominated the Slave Market, even passing subspecies had to endure a cursing, slowly causing changes in the giant tree.

On the trunk of the giant tree, there’s a blackened area enveloping the entire trunk, with layers of exceptionally thick bark.

Between these barks, there are small bumps, each only watermelon-sized, unnoticeable on the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms.

However, a black tree vine approached, the tip bearing a head with a Tree People face, which prowled over the small bumps and suddenly murmured with a puzzled voice: “These consciousnesses… are growing a bit fast, what’s happening?”

After observing for a while and unable to discern anything, the vine muttered: “The God of Tree isn’t home; talk later when he’s back…”

Mumbling, the vine stretched towards other areas.

All Star Descendants scorned, their subjective initiative stirred up, now all harbor a single goal—to gather points, seek revenge, and thrash that horse!!!

Lightning delightfully wrapped up, this was its favorite task, fighting far and wide with just a mouth, undefeated, enjoying others’ tooth-grinding anger while having to contribute to the Commerce Guild’s development.

Unfortunately, Anthony called it back once noticing the heat was sufficient, because further cursing would really drive those being cursed into seclusion.

Lightning volunteered: “Lord Anthony, if I don’t insult here, can I go somewhere else to insult?”

“No. I’ll protect you here. Running all over you might encounter high-level beings where you can’t escape.” Anthony denied the suggestion.

Lightning dismissively said: “I feel the Star Descendants here are just mediocre, not even as good as me. Where are the high-level ones? Luther will protect me, nothing will happen. Even if something happens, the Lord can revive us. What’s there to fear.”

According to the Negris grading, Lightning and Luther were Half-star Level, apart from not having Star Shifting, no different from ordinary Star Gods, naturally belittling these Earth Level Star Descendants.

But what really gave it confidence was Ange’s revival capability—each had a Life Box stored at Ange’s place, unafraid of any risk.

Anthony laughed helplessly, not letting them out fearing they’d cause trouble, now emboldened by invincibility to wreak more havoc; how could he let them out?

But after contemplating, Anthony said: “I’ll ask the Lord, if he can enhance your escape abilities, I’ll let you go out and play, but if trouble arises, don’t mention the Commerce Guild’s name. Can you do that?”

Th𝙞𝘴 ƈhӑpƚ𝙚r 𝗶𝘴 p𝟬𝑠𝙩𝕖ɗ b𝑦 𝖪𝘪𝙩𝓮Ƞ𝐨𝐯𝓮𝗅

Lightning assured with a chest pat: “Absolutely no problem.”

Anthony approached Ange and shared his idea, Ange nodded and applied a mark on Lightning and Luther, respectively.

Luther froze for a moment, stepping aside slightly, and said questioningly: “I seem to sense your position.”

Lightning remarked: “Me too, though standing here, feeling another self at your place, I can even…”

Uncertain what Lightning did, his figure suddenly flashed, instantaneously appearing atop Luther, the virtual form overlapping Luther.

“Wow, you can pull me over.” Lightning exclaimed in surprise.

“You can too, stand still.” Luther said, ran a distance first, then leapt towards Lightning, and disappeared, reappearing astride Lightning’s back.

Though the Star God Half Body lacks Star Shifting ability, this cooperation equates to possessing the ability, boosting safety significantly.

“Okay, go play, stay safe, don’t reveal us if trouble arises. Change your name.” Anthony said.

“Yes, Your Holiness!” Luther excitedly responded, barely containing his joy before Lightning bounded off, soon vanishing.

Soon after Lightning and Luther left, a dark furry creature rolled over, and said to Anthony: “Eight hundred points, enough, for revenge.”