Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 913 - 502

Chapter 913: 502

Chapter 913: 502

This originally loose organization, due to Grey’s involvement, gradually expanded into a behemoth, especially after she awakened the ability to deny truth and publicly defeated a Truther, the development of the True Research Group became uncontrollable.

An extracurricular interest group grew larger than many Magic Academies, but without professional personnel to change the entire organizational structure and management, resulting in unparalleled chaos.

Ultimately, Grey ran away due to the disturbance, leading to a series of events afterward.

Without Grey’s support, many assets of the True Research Group in Magic Star City were acquired at low prices, making the organizational structure even more chaotic, leaving Dur clueless about how to apply.

However, the looseness had its advantages; a few people gathering together and finding a mentor could form an interest group — the only problem was a lack of funds.

But what wizard is ever poor? By pooling resources, even Dur funding it himself, they managed to gather enough funds, so they came.

Upon arrival, they confirmed Tiguli’s guess — previously, Starburst Gorge was filled with Undead, but now they had vanished, as if something had scared them away.

Overjoyed, Dur and the others immediately followed, cautiously maintaining their distance from Wuga, until they reached the central area.

The Knowledge Temple, once filled with the most Undead, was now empty. They entered effortlessly and figured out Wuga’s wandering pattern; as long as Wuga didn’t leave, they were safe.

Even if Wuga did leave, the location would be refilled with Undead creatures, and then they would simply run.

They just hadn’t expected Ange and his group to come.

“Right, Teacher Grey, didn’t you encounter the straw man Wuga when you came in? Did it leave?” After Tiguli finished explaining their situation, she asked.

Grey replied, “We caught Wuga.”

Tiguli and the others widened their eyes, their faces incredulous. The straw man Wuga, raised by the Undead King and a powerful Undead creature with the Realm of Reality, had been captured by them? Were they boasting?

Could the power of denying truth really be that formidable?

“You think I’m lying to you? No, you just lack experience, which includes the Lord of Knowledge not lying to you earlier — that really is its name,” Grey couldn’t help but provoke them as she saw through their thoughts.

These guys needed a profound lesson, assuming they were above their station.

Dur and the others looked at Tiguli, who quickly said, “It’s a passage in Dragon Language. Knowing we humans can’t speak Dragon Language, it intentionally spoke it, so I suspect it was deceiving me.”

“Did you remember it? Shall we give it a try?” Tiguli’s senior suggested eagerly.

Tiguli nodded, then started rummaging through her Spatial Bag, pulling out a device resembling a Magic Power Voice Recorder, which several individuals crowded around to tinker with.

Watching them fiddle with the device, Dur explained, “After Tiguli shared her guess, she created a detailed activity plan that included this Dragon Language Voice Recorder, because if the Lord of Knowledge really is a dragon, it’s likely some places would require Dragon Language.”

“A Dragon Language Voice Recorder? Did you invent this?” Negris was astonished; could Dragon Language be simulated through a machine?

“No, they came up with it themselves. It hasn’t been tested yet, but the idea is innovative and worth encouraging,” Dur said with some pride.

After some adjustments, the recorder emitted some monosyllabic sounds that indeed resembled disassembled Dragon Language.

Tiguli listened intently, then selected each word, finally connecting them into a series, “If I remember correctly, this should be the phrase.”

After pressing the button, the recorder emitted a deep sound: &￥#*@…

Negris was astonished, “It really reproduced it? Amazing. Except for the lack of Magic Power vibrations, the sound is exactly the same.”

“Really? Wow! We succeeded, we actually succeeded. We’ve never used this Dragon Language Voice Recorder before; all these were taken from books, and we didn’t even know if this was the right pronunciation since we couldn’t find a Giant Dragon to calibrate it for us,” Tiguli jumped excitedly.

Anthony couldn’t help but be impressed, “That’s incredible, not knowing Dragon Language but able to restore it from books, today’s students are really unbelievable.”

Tiguli ran quickly to the end of the corridor, activated the device, and let the voice recorder emit the sound: &￥#*@…

However, there was no response.

“Ah? No response? Isn’t it right? You said the sound was exactly the same. This is Dragon Language, perhaps the Lord of Knowledge doesn’t go by this name,” Tiguli turned and asked.

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Negris felt embarrassed, perhaps this temple wasn’t built for it?

Suddenly, Anthony stepped forward and loudly declared, “Negris!”

As if something was activated, the end of the corridor slowly opened.

Anthony smiled and said, “Your Majesty, doesn’t understand Dragon Language.”