Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton - Chapter 136

Chapter 136: Chapter 117: This is the God of Deception_l

Translator: 549690339

Shameless! The same thought shot through Luther and Lightning’s minds. If Negris wasn’t dead, he would be thirteen thousand years old by now, older than all Bronze Dragons, and he dared to pose as someone else’s kid?

Several old people opened their eyes wide in astonishment. “Lord Naeli has a child? Didn’t she say that she had gone through the dragon equivalent of menopause? Oh, why would there be such a young child?”

“Naeli? That name sounds familiar. Let me think, giant dragon names are long, several hundred syllables. Taking one syllable as a name, translated into human language, I must go through the full name to know who this Naeli refers to.” Negris mumbled to himself and after a while, he figured it out.

“It’s her!? My god, what a coincidence!” Negris was greatly shocked, but quickly became hesitant, “Wait, if it really is her, then calculating carefully, she would be over ten thousand years old this year. Did she actually outlive me?”

Bronze Dragons typically live for about ten thousand years. However, in practice, very few reach eight thousand years of age, and even fewer reach ten thousand.

If this Naeli was indeed the one he knew, she would now be more than a thousand years old, living longer than Negris.

He hesitated in his heart, but said aloud, “Yes, yes, yes, it’s her. Could you please tell me where she is? I’ve been looking for her all this time.”

When the elderly people heard that he was Lord Naeli’s child, their warmth and amiability increased. They enthusiastically responded, “Lord Naeli doesn’t come here often, and we don’t know her whereabouts. However, she does occasionally visit. If you wait here, you should eventually find her. Oh, Lord Naeli’s child is so cute.”

Negris felt so embarrassed. He, a thirteen thousand-year-old dragon, was being praised for his cuteness by a group of people in their fifties and sixties.

Luther and Lightning heard it as well. If they were skeletons, they would surely have laughed their heads off.

He hurriedly changed the topic, “Why are there only you elderly folks and children here? Where are the adults?”

One of the elderly people replied, “They’ve gone to work. Now is the best time to work. After sunrise, it becomes too hot to do anything.”

“Oh, that makes sense. Early morning and late evenings are indeed the best times for manual labor. You all get up first, it’s cool on the ground. Is your daily life okay? Do you have enough to eat? How is this year’s harvest?” Negris asked in a casual tone.

Such a conversation, to these unsophisticated old folks, quickly bridged the gap between them. Combined with Negris’s appearance as a juvenile Bronze Dragon, he easily won their trust. Soon, they poured out everything, leaving nothing untold.

According to these elderly people, Negris realized that he had misunderstood. This was not a place of strict hierarchy, but they had misunderstood, thinking that they were prestigious people from outside. They had heard that outsiders were fierce, so they were afraid, which is why they seemed so cautious.

“So we scared them,” he thought.

Hope Oasis is very large, with a big lake in the center and a total population of thirty to forty thousand. Their main cultivation is date palm trees, which is their primary source of food.

Such an oasis with ample water and food resources is a favorite target for desert bandits. However, Hope Oasis is under the protection of a Bronze Dragon, and no desert bandit dares to offend them.

Bronze Dragons are fond of shiny things. There is a vein of Demon Crystals and crystals near the oasis. Year after year, they produce Demon Crystals and crystals. The people of the oasis trade the Demon Crystals with passing merchant caravans. They offer up the crystals to the Bronze Dragon. They also raise thousands of camels and tens of thousands of sheep for riding and for offering to the Bronze Dragon.

The military capability of the oasis itself is not weak. With a population of thirty to forty thousand, they can easily muster more than ten thousand soldiers. However, due to the shortage of camels, they can only organize around five thousand camel cavalry.

But in the desert, this is already a very powerful force. With the protection of a Bronze Dragon, Hope Oasis has always been peaceful.

Living in dugout shelters is not a result of mistreatment, but due to a lack of materials. They lack bricks and tiles. Dugout shelters are the most suitable structures under such natural conditions. They are warm in winter and cool in summer. They are only dim and low-ceilinged and have no other disadvantages.

Hope Oasis is not a single oasis but a cluster of oases. Encircling the central lake, there are hundreds of large and small oases within a few dozen kilometers. Wherever plants can grow, people dwell. Their current location is a small settlement on the outermost area of this oasis cluster.

As they chatted idly, voices came from afar, and some adults walked back.

Everyone was downcast and looked listless until they saw Ange and the others.

A stranger suddenly appeared at home, everyone became alert, making a few unclear warnings, and quickly ran over, with some even subconsciously gripping their weapons.

However, once they saw Negris, their running footsteps involuntarily began to hesitate.

“It seems that Lord Naeli has quite a reputation here.” Negris thought to himself, actively extending greetings: “Hello everyone, I am Lord Naeli’s child, and I am here to find my mother.”

Shameless! Luther and Lightning cursed internally.

“Huh? You’re Lord Naeli’s child? Lord Naeli has a child?” Everyone started to seethe with excitement. Their guardian actually had a child?

In a place where the dragon was worshiped, if a juvenile dragon suddenly emerged claiming to be a child of a dragon, the excitement it would cause could hardly be imagined. Someone quickly spread the news. By noon, these oases were crowded with people who came to watch.

Negris didn’t mind the crowd, as none of the spectators had weapons, nor were there many experts among them. Even if anyone had ill intention, Luther could protect everyone and escape. Once entering the desert, with Lightning’s speed, only the giant dragon could catch up with them.

Wasn’t this exactly what he wanted?

A giant dragon with no offspring, hearing that its child had come looking for it, whether out of curiosity or to safeguard its reputation, would definitely come out to see unless it was at death’s door, right?

Quickly, the people in charge of the oasis arrived.

“The storm is born, the Oasis Queen, Dragon Speaker Sofia is here!”

A group of elite soldiers wearing leather armor escorted a young and beautiful girl. They pushed through the crowd and came over. Pointing at Ange and others, they shouted loudly: “Arrest them, these deceivers, Lord Naeli has no child!”

The crowd of onlookers let out gasps, some looking bewildered. Once the shock passed, they turned extremely angry. The elite soldiers in leather armor pushed through the crowd, briskly charging towards Ange and the others.

But Negris wasn’t flustered at all. He spoke loudly, “Why don’t you ask Lord

Naeli, does she remember the dragon egg she once sorrowfully buried at Zero Degree Island? That egg didn’t rot, but was successfully hatched under the influence of elements and temperature.”

“Ah? Zero Degree Island? I seem to have heard of it.” Dragon Speaker Sofia showed a hesitating expression on her face.

However, after a moment of reconsideration, she immediately asserted firmly: “Impossible, Lord Naeli said that giant dragons have bloodline sense. If you really are her child, you should definitely create a sense of connection with her.”

Negris gave a slight smile: “Look at my current state, even smaller than an egg, I am premature and underdeveloped, do you think, I could awaken my bloodline?”

“Ah?This…Stop, let me think.” Sofia was successfully fooled, her young face twisted in confusion.

Luther and Lightning were secretly amused. This was not a God of Knowledge, this was a God of Deception who had successfully made the Dragon Speaker unsure of herself in a few sentences. Given this skill, why couldn’t he fool Ange, they wondered.

“What do you need to think about? Shouldn’t you be asking Lord Naeli? Tell her I’m called &%$#@, that’s the name she personally gave me.”

&%$#@ is Negris’s name in dragon language, a Dragon Speaker should understand it.

Sofia hesitated, was undecided, puzzled, and faced with a dilemma. Eventually, she made a decision that went against her ancestors’ teachings..