Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 873 - 485 Whose hair

Chapter 873: Chapter 485: Whose hair?

Chapter 873: Chapter 485: Whose hair?

Tom quickly smeared purification water all over himself while saying, “Don’t… please don’t… don’t stop, my lord, you go ahead and speak first. You’re making me a bit panicky like this.”

Though claiming to be panicky, his hands were not slow at all. He manipulated the water to form two tendrils that whipped out and clung onto the purification water, constantly smearing it all over, as the purified water continuously flowed into his body.

Ange said, “Starburst Array, one of your kind, lure it.”

Tom was stunned for a moment before he understood what that meant and quickly shook his head, “No, that kind is very strong. I felt a powerful intention earlier and I don’t want to provoke it.”

Ange said, “Choose between purification water, or Lightning’s urine.”

Tom immediately changed his tune, “No problem, leave it to me, my lord. Give me the purification water, and I’ll take down that kind. No, Tom only has a master, no kind.”

Negris rolled his eyes, “Your shameless look reminds me of a horse.”

Tom strongly agreed, “Your eye-rolling also reminds me of it.”

While Ange was purifying the water, he was summarizing his experiences. He had randomly filled the water from the lake, which contained all sorts of messy things: fish, algae, plankton, bacteria, insects, sand, and so on.

Yet, once placed into the Divine Realm, all those living things died, leaving only a large number of residues and impurities, which were very slow to purify.

Ange took out a pair of silk trousers, tied up all the openings leaving only one, and poured water into it through the sole opening. The impurities were mostly filtered out through the gaps in the silk.

“Uh, my lord, that’s underwear, isn’t it?” Tom suddenly asked warily.

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Ange nodded.

“Has it… been used?” Tom hesitated to ask.

Ange shook his head.

“Well… okay then,” Tom reluctantly accepted.

He had no choice. The tightest woven fabric Ange could find was the silk underwear from Goddess of Beauty City, lace-trimmed. Though they also reared silkworms in the Northern Wind Desert, their silk and craftsmanship were far inferior to those from Goddess of Beauty City.

Since it was immune to lightning and even somewhat repelled electricity, Ange would first release a small lightning in the water to electrify the impurities and then filter it to achieve very clean results.

As long as it was cleaned regularly, the silk trousers could be used repeatedly without getting clogged by impurities.

The water filtered this way required only a few Freckle Removal Techniques to purify very cleanly, thus Ange greatly sped up the process.

Purifying an entire Divine Realm’s water, the Magician’s ladder inside was already too small to contain it all, and he had to move it outside into the Void.

In the Void, where there was no gravity, there was no need for a container; the water just floated around, and Tom’s consciousness romped within a large mass of purified water, very excited.

“Oh my, oh my, my power is back, my purity is returned!”

As a Pure Water Elf, Tom’s power came from pure water; the more impurities in the water, the more severely his power decreased. If there were too many impurities, he could even face life-threatening danger.

Therefore, salty water was his greatest fear; it contains too many impurities. Similar things included urine, soy sauce, and Insect Ash Liquid…

Even the containers for the water, if they were made of materials that dissolved too much, like oak barrels, he really disliked them.

Therefore, Durken analyzed that Pure Water Elves are not Plane creatures; there’s no suitable environment in the Planes that could give birth to absolutely pure Pure Water Elves. Much like big cats, they were Void creatures.

Arriving in the Void, it felt like coming home. In a weightless environment, it could freely change its form, occasionally shifting into a serpentine shape or into double archways, utterly free.

“Do you sense anything?” Ange purified the last drop of water and then asked.

Tom was stunned for a moment before he understood what Ange meant and quickly shook his head.

Ange produced so much pure water to attract Lorca. These Pure Water Elves could sense purified water within a certain range and resonate from afar to sense it.

Being in enclosed spaces like Resting Camp, Tom could sense remotely, and even from as far as the Master Plane, he could sense it.

Of course, if the distance was too great, he would first need to familiarize himself with it, as he could not sense unfamiliar pure water environments from the Master Plane.

However, they were not that far from the Starburst Array to be out of sensing range, so Lorca definitely could sense it. So why hadn’t it come over?

Lorca had already completely removed the Power of Fall from his body; such belief-level power could be directly cleansed as soon as Lorca’s projection came over, so Lorca was no longer under the influence of the Power of Fall and was free to roam about.

Was it possible that these purified waters were too few to arouse its interest?

Ange went to load another Divine Realm’s worth of water and purified it again, piling it for Tom.

As he was preparing to fetch more water, Tom suddenly said, “My lord, I can’t anymore, I’ve reached my limit. If there’s more, I won’t be able to control it.”

Tom had never imagined that one day his form would surpass his control limit? There was a limit to this thing?

Yes, he found out now that his control did have a limit. The pure water Ange had packed for him had nearly reached this limit, and water from two Divine Realms almost burst him.