Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 909 - 501 I Heard That the God of Knowledge Is

Chapter 909: Chapter 501: I Heard That the God of Knowledge Is Very Poor

Chapter 909: Chapter 501: I Heard That the God of Knowledge Is Very Poor

Following the big cat forward, they turned a corner and saw an entrance to a cave.

The entrance should have once been built up, but it had collapsed, leaving nothing but a pile of rubble and ruins. Judging by the marks, the craftsmanship of the building must have been quite exquisite; when intact, it must have been a resplendent place.

As they walked into the cave, they immediately saw a statue. The statue’s arms and wings had fallen off, leaving just the head, neck, and a bare torso.

Negris now knew what “Embryo Dragon” the big cat had seen; the statue was about the same size as its current form, with a face wearing a smiling expression. Even it couldn’t help but jump in fright, “Why is there a statue of me here?”

“Ao~” the big cat said.

“Okay, okay, I know you’ve just arrived and don’t know these things; I wasn’t asking you. Anthony, do you know?” Negris asked.

Anthony hesitated before speaking, “This place is called Starburst Gorge. Just by the name, you can guess how it came to be; this is where the Faith Storm hit during the Day of Divine Downfall, blasting a web-like series of ravines that extend in all directions.”

“Why did the Faith Storm choose this place to strike? It must have been because there was a very powerful god here. According to the historical records I’ve collected recently, this place was indeed the kingdom of a mighty deity.”

At this point, Anthony glanced at Ange because Negris was being refracted onto Ange’s figure; it was Negris he was looking at: “Sea of Knowledge.”

“Pfft—my temple?” Negris spat out in disbelief.

Anthony shook his head, “It shouldn’t be yours; it’s probably just a coincidence. Because Your Majesty hadn’t arrived here by the Day of Divine Downfall, it’s not possible you built a temple for yourself.”

However, pausing for a moment, Anthony added with hesitation, “I was certain before, but now that I see this statue, I am not sure anymore. If it’s not your temple, why does the statue have the same squinting expression as you?”

“What do you mean, squinting? Can’t you speak properly? I was just born with small eyes,” Negris retorted angrily.

This question remained unanswered. His Majesty couldn’t have built a temple for Negris before arriving, so it was either a coincidence that there was another ‘squinting’ Embryo Dragon in this world, or His Majesty later rebuilt the temple here and it has since fallen into ruin.

“I think it’s the latter; your majesty later sculpted a statue of me to place here. What a pity, there isn’t an Identification Art capable of determining when the statue was formed. Otherwise, we would know by identifying when it was sculpted. I heard that Stellaris Academy is developing a new technique using the decay of something called carbon-14 to date the formation of objects. I wonder if they have succeeded,” Negris rambled in confusion. The youth nowadays are coming up with things that even the God of Knowledge struggles to comprehend.

Unable to discern anything from the statue, Ange and the others continued forward. Grey snapped her fingers, and a flame ignited, flickering at the direction of her gaze, illuminating wherever she looked.

“Torch spell, alongside the Water Condensing spell, is listed as an essential magic for wizards to learn. Regardless of their magical specialty, it’s best that all wizards practice it. It comes in handy for illumination, lighting fires, boiling water, and bathing when out in the wilderness,” Negris explained.

Ange imitated the action, snapping his fingers, and a flame burned brightly.

“Alright, cut it out, you should be learning useful things instead of this. You know the Holy Light Technique, just simplify it and you’ll get the Illumination Spell; you don’t need a torch,” Negris commented sarcastically.

Anthony promptly said, “My lord, like this.”

After his words, Anthony closed his eyes and then suddenly opened them, his eyes blazing with light that shot forth two beams into the pitch-black cave.

To the bystanders, it looked like Anthony’s eyes had searchlights installed in them, “My lord, this is the Lighthouse Beyond.”

“Oh.” Ange followed suit, closing and then abruptly opening his eyes, adding another pair of beams to the cave’s illumination.

The Little Angel did the same, closing and opening her eyes, which shone brightly.

The Little Zombie closed its eyes and then opened them, emitting black smoke. It closed and opened its eyes again, but only more black smoke came out; it couldn’t produce any light, which frustrated it into howling in annoyance.

The Little Angel patted its chest and said, “Ao.”

Negris roared irritably, “You don’t need illumination, why are you trying to emit light?”

Indeed, both the Little Zombie and the Little Angel were of an undead nature, possessing exceptional vision in dim light; too much brightness would only dazzle their eyes.

But the Little Angel didn’t care; she wanted to shine, moving her pair of beams around amidst the six that filled the space, with Ange’s and Anthony’s being steady while hers swung about.

Behind the shattered statue lay a long corridor of knowledge, so named because it was inscribed on the walls.

Both sides of the corridor had stone shelves, but the books they once held had vanished without a trace. There was also no residue of them on the ground, indicating they were likely taken by people.

Passing through the lengthy corridor of knowledge, they entered a round hall.

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“Kvada, my book tower.” Negris couldn’t help but swear as they entered.

It could no longer deny any connection to this place; the structure of the hall was identical to that of its Bronze Book Tower, aside from being a bit shorter and unlike the one inside the Temple of Rest, which seemed to stretch upwards towards infinity.

Moreover, at about the height of the third level, a circle of seats had been added all around, presumably for students to listen to lectures, as each seat was accompanied by a desk.