Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton - Chapter 434
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Chapter 434: Chapter 258: Why, There’s no Soil? _3
Ange tilted his head, looking a bit lost, he didn’t really fall into the water, there was no need for anyone to save him.
Negris advised, “Why don’t you play along? Lie on the lifebuoy, someone has gone out of their way to fly so far to save you, it’s not nice to make them feel awkward. Take a rest on the ship, say thank you, then ask her where this place is.”
“Oh.” Ange jumped into the water to grab the lifeboat.
The flying sailboat circled back, it reduced the sails and decelerated, the suspended height was also decreasing, and finally, the bottom of the flying sailboat touched the water surface. A hook protruded from the ship and hoisted Ange and the lifebuoy together.
There were three people on the flying sailboat, two men and two women. After they had rescued Ange, a woman who looked like a young wife came up with a rough yet clean towel with an air of concern.
“Oh my, how did you fall into the water? Quick, dry yourself off, you don’t want to catch a cold. The wind at sea is strong, there’s a lack of clothing and medicine, you absolutely must not catch a cold.”
Ange took the towel that was thrust into his hands, wiping the non-existent water off his body. From the moment he was hoisted onto the ship, he performed Elemental Dispersion, leaving his body completely free of the Water Element. How could there be any water left on him?
However, under Negris’s ‘persuasion’, he still took the towel and scrubbed a few times, then with curiosity, looked at the people on the ship, especially another woman who looked like a young girl and one of the boys because, astonishingly, Ange had met them before.
“The world really is too small…” In Ange’s soul, Negris couldn’t help but sigh.
Remember the adventurers who descended from the sky with umbrellas, speaking their rustic love words in the courtyard of the Black Mountain Kingdom’s king? One of them was named Lily; both of those adventurers are now on this ship.
Ange had met them, but they had not met Ange, so naturally there was no need for greetings. Ange’s gaze turned to the side of the flying sailboat, because there was another item he was familiar with embedded there—Air Bubble Stone.
A handful of small Air Bubble Stones were embedded in the side of the ship. In the wind, they would form air bubbles, reducing the resistance of the flying sailboat. Could this be the reason why this flying sailboat could take off?
Why were there so many Air Bubble Stones on this flying sailboat? These things are so expensive, had it not been for the silver coins he had, Ange would have had no idea where to buy them.
The young wife noticed that after Ange boarded the ship he stood still, but he stared at the Air Bubble Stones. She immediately misunderstood, “Are you here to mine Air Bubble Stones too? How did you fall into the water? Where is your vehicle? Don’t worry, we’re not far from the Floating Island, I’m Jelis, I’ll take you back later. What’s your name?”
Ange did not answer, because something at the rear of the ship caught his attention, something even more eye-catching than the Air Bubble Stones that caused him, without even saying hello, to eagerly run to the rear of the ship.
This was a very impolite move, others had saved him onto the ship, yet he ran around without uttering a word, not even his name. But seeing where Ange had ran to, Jelis suddenly wasn’t angry anymore, because anyone who stayed here for a while would lose their composure at the sight of the things on the ship.
Jelis followed him over, with a small proud look she introduced, “The ship’s vegetable garden, haven’t seen one, right? Haven’t seen green vegetables in a long time, right? In this world, it’s comforting to see any green, alas, it’s too expensive, I can’t afford to offer you any to eat.”
Ange looked at this small piece of land full of colourful vegetables, and seriously asked, “Why… why isn’t there any soil?”