"Are you the reincarnation of the God of the Forgotten? What's your name?"
The white skeleton tilted its head: "I've forgotten…"
"Your divine power can still affect yourself, huh? I'm impressed. You might not be the God of the Forgotten, but the God of Forgetfulness." Negris irritably lifted the Divine Death Shroud, covering its face again.
"What do we do now? Can you sense where Flash Feiti is? Shall we go and bring him back?" Negris asked, turning to Ange.
Ange shook his head: "I don't know."
"Well, never mind then. Let's disperse."
Ange shook his head and suddenly pulled out a Great Angel's Staff: "Repair."
"Eh, how do you still have a Great Angel's Staff? Didn't you give it to Anthony?" Negris was surprised.
Anthony was also perplexed: "Yeah, I took it and had it repaired by those counterfeiters. Except for the lack of holy power, no one can tell it's broken. But quite a few devout believers have come to worship from other places."
Originally, Ange had completely emptied the warehouse of the God of Life. It was full of damaged equipment that had no value for repair, but it could still be visually repaired without further damage.
"Goddess of Redemption." Ange said.
Okay, everyone now knows, it was copied from the unlucky Goddess of Redemption.
Compared to God of Life, at least Goddess of Redemption took care of her collection a bit. No item was too damaged to be repaired.
Durken rolled up his sleeves and eagerly said: "Such a difficult task seems to only be up to me. I've never repaired the Great Angel's Staff before. I wonder how much the fundamentals differ from a soul device?"
Durken regretted his words soon. After finally repairing the Great Angel's Staff, Ange brought out a Meteor Hammer. Once the Meteor Hammer was fixed, out came the Spirit Feather Bow.
"Just how many treasures do you have? That's enough, pass it to the God of Knowledge. Its vast knowledge will be good at alchemy and can definitely repair it well." Durken said, feeling dizzy.
Feeling pity for him, although he was once a powerful existence with a subsidiary palace, he had just been reborn not long ago. His soul was too weak to handle high-intensity work.
"No, no. Alchemy still needs Lord Durken. We're counting on you." Negris deflected the issue with a merry diversion: "By the way, Ange, why would you want to fix these things all of a sudden?"
Ange got straight to the point: "Useful."
Indeed, it was quite useful. As soon as Dyson posed, Ange hit him with two hammers, added a strike of Earth Hammer by Little Angel and it was done. He had never realized before how convenient it was to have good equipment.
He might as well repair all the junk at home, and whenever someone disturbed his farming in the future, he'd take them out and smash.
Negris facepalmed: "You're going to use these Divine Artifacts as hammers? You spendthrift…"
Knowing that arguing would be futile, Negris immediately picked up the other equipment besides the hammer, stored them first. Otherwise, this farming skeleton would really use the Great Angel's Staff as a hammer to hit people.
Seeing Durken had fixed another piece, Ange brought out another one.
Durken gestured with his hands and sat down on the ground: "No more repairs, let me rest for a few decades. Bada, I've been dead for so many years and it's the first time I've felt nauseous from repairing equipment, huh?"
Just as he finished speaking, Durken noticed that what Ange had taken out was not a piece of equipment, but a ball.
Ange also realized he'd made a mistake. This was the egg he got from Dragon Island, not equipment. He quickly put it back.
"Wait a minute, let me see it. What is that? It can't be an egg, can it?" Durken said.
Negris curiously asked: "Why don't you soak it to return it to life? See what comes out. It could very well be the Dragon God's egg."
Ange took the egg out again. This egg was amazing. After Ange touched it, the duration of his Dragon God Transformation surprisingly increased.
But that was one-off. No matter how much he touched it afterwards, the Dragon God Transformation didn't change.
The whole egg was black as a rock, and only a small piece revealed white. That was where it had returned to life due to the concentrated insect ash liquid Ange had dripped earlier.
Negris curiously asked: "Why don't you soak it to return it to life? See what comes out. It could very well be the Dragon God's egg."
Ange shook his head: "Not enough insect ash liquid."
"How can it not be enough? The number of fish and insects just from the Clean Sea Plane could be distilled into tonnes of insect ash liquid. How is it not enough?" Negris wondered.
Ange shook his head: "Not enough, need to farm."
"Alright, I get it. Because you need to farm, you're not willing to use the insect ash liquid to soak it, right?" Negris said.
Ange nodded naturally.
Negris sighed, he knew it would be . Insect ash liquid is now the main fertilizer for soilless cultivation, and no matter how much, it's not enough.
As long as the fertilizer is sufficient, Ange can infinitely expand the planting area, because the Light Sea Plane still has a lot of space available for expansion.
But he couldn't possibly wait until Ange filled all the seas of the Light Sea Plane with plants before dealing with this egg, right? This egg might be the Dragon God's egg, which is very important to the Giant Dragon Clan. Negris didn't want to wait too long.
"How about this? You lend me some insect ash liquid, and I'll revive it first, okay? Later, I'll ask Brooks to bring something for those two Insect Gods to eat, and pay back the borrowed insect ash liquid, what do you think?" Negris suggested.