You, a dragon, are farming in hell.

Chapter 3: Am I playing with dragon dung?!

The land of the dragon Destin is a black soil, which stands out from the surrounding dark red soil.

The moment Sophia stepped onto the black soil with the three skeleton soldiers, she immediately sensed the extraordinary nature of this land.

The black soil beneath my feet contains a faint life force and exudes a subtle fragrance.

Before she died of exhaustion, she went to the fields with the old farmers in the territory. It was just ordinary yellow soil with little fertility.

If the people of the territory can grow crops on this black soil, they will surely have a bumper harvest every year.

I wonder how the giant dragon Didin cultivated and irrigated this black soil.

Sofia squatted down, grabbed a handful of black soil, stared at it for a while, and then sniffed it.

Even after she became a ghost, she could still smell the faint fragrance emanating from the black soil in her hand.

Sophia grew increasingly curious. She turned her head to look at a dark red mountain in the distance. Halfway up the mountain was a huge cave, the lair of the dragon Didin.

You can vaguely see the dragon Destin lying on a clump of dry, soft grass, resting his chin on a thick, unidentified tree root, his bluish-purple vertical pupils half-closed, looking relaxed and comfortable.

Seeing the dragon Distin so relaxed and comfortable, Sophia didn't dare disturb him. She stood up and asked the skeletal figure beside her, "Hello, my name is Sophia. Could you tell me how this black soil was cultivated and irrigated?"

The soul fire in the empty eye sockets of the skeletal soldier flickered a few times, and its jaw opened, making a clicking sound.

Sophia raised her hand and slapped her forehead. The skeletons had very low intelligence; they could only do simple tasks and couldn't speak. The skeletons that could understand the dragon Diding's commands were already quite impressive.

The skeletal skeleton gently poked Sophia's arm with its bone fingers, then raised its right bone arm and pointed to the end of the black earth.

"Are you trying to tell me where the secret to cultivating and irrigating the black soil lies?" Sophia pointed to the end of the black soil, confirming with the skeleton whether her understanding was correct.

The skeleton nodded.

Sofia looked towards the end of the black earth, where there were several small hills.

The skeleton walked past Sophia and headed towards the hill. Sophia, seeing this, hurriedly followed the skeleton.

I walked for quite a while on the soft black soil before finally reaching the end of the black soil field.

Sofia touched the "hill" in front of her. It wasn't a real "hill," but rather a soft soil mixed with some small plant fragments.

She grabbed a handful of soft, slightly damp soil, held it to her nose, and sniffed it. It had a fresh plant scent, but also a slight odor, like a foul smell, but not really.

It's still a little sticky after rubbing it a few times with your hands.

Sophia turned to the skeleton beside her and asked, pointing to the small mountain of soft soil, "Where did this soil come from?"

The soul fire within the skull's eye sockets flickered a few times as it struggled to understand Sophia's words. It took a great deal of effort for it to comprehend what this female ghost, who could communicate with the lord, was saying.

It raised its bony finger and carefully pointed to the dark red mountain where the dragon Diding resided, and then pointed to its own opening and closing jawbone.

Then it pointed to its fleshless belly, and finally pointed to its pelvis behind it with its bony fingers.

As if afraid Sophia wouldn't understand its actions, the skeleton crouched down, grabbed a handful of soil, placed it on the pelvis, and then let go, allowing the soil from its bone claws to spill out of the pelvis.

Then, his jaw opened and closed, clicking and clacking, as if asking Sophia if she understood what he meant.

The skeleton's movements left Sophia completely bewildered; she didn't understand what it was doing.

She repeated the skeleton's actions, first pointing to the dragon Diding, then to her own mouth, then to her stomach, and finally putting her hands behind her buttocks.

Squat down...

Before she could squat down completely, halfway down, a flash of inspiration struck her, and Sophia blurted out, "Excrement! This soil is the excrement of the dragon Diding, isn't it?!"

The skeletal figure clapped and slowly nodded, thinking, "This female ghost is really clever."

Sophia's face showed a proud look. Haha... Don't you know who she is? She is the third princess of the Kingdom of Roland. If she can't even guess this, how stupid would she be?

She put her hands on her hips, turned her head to look at the mountain of excrement in front of her, and exclaimed in amazement. As expected of a dragon, its excrement had piled up into a small mountain.

Sofia patted her face a few times, and the smile on her face suddenly froze.

A moment later, Sophia's scream rang out from in front of the hill.

The soft, damp soil in front of me is... is the excrement of the giant dragon, Destin!

So this thing... isn't it just dragon... dragon dung?!

What did she just do?

First, it grabbed a handful of dragon dung, then smelled it, then rubbed it with its hands. In its pride, it even slapped it several times...

ahhh-

She's not clean!

Her hands weren't clean!

Her hand, which she'd never even held a boy's hand before, just messed up...

They're playing with dragon dung!

In a cave halfway up the dark red mountain, the dragon Diding heard Sophia's scream, and a smile appeared in his purplish-blue vertical pupils.

He had seen everything Sophia and the skeleton had done.

The girl ghost Sophia, who suddenly appeared in his skeleton soldier, had just been playing with organic fertilizer.

After learning what organic fertilizer is, she screamed in shock.

Make a fuss.

It's just organic fertilizer.

Some people used to use urine and mud when they were young.

In hell, you can't grow crops without organic fertilizer.

Even with organic fertilizer, it won't grow because there are no seeds.

He didn't kill the lich Bryan so that Bryan could tinker with and research the seed.

Help him figure out a seed that can be grown, so he'll get beaten up less often in the future.

Of course, he was also doing his own research, and sometimes he would go out to search. Hell has no boundaries, and if he was lucky, he might be able to find crops or fruit seeds that could be grown.

The area where he now resides is known as the Crimson Wasteland.

Within a radius of a thousand miles, there is not a single patch of green, and not a single hell lord who knows how to farm.

Diding wanted to farm because he didn't want to keep eating tree roots and occasionally wanted to change things up, like eating watermelon, cucumber, apple, orange, noodles, rice, or something like that.

Why isn't Sophia yelling anymore?

Not only did it stop barking, but it also started touching the organic fertilizer with its hands again.

After a brief breakdown, Sophia accepted her decision to play with dragon dung. She suddenly realized that while dragon dung was indeed a bit dirty, using it to fertilize the land would definitely improve its fertility.

Dragons are mythical creatures in the human world.

It's not an exaggeration to say that the dragon is a treasure from head to toe.

If she could bring this dragon dung back to her territory, her granaries would surely be overflowing with grain.

The people of the territory will never go hungry again.

Unfortunately, she slept herself to death...

The moment this thought crossed Sophia's mind, she found herself uncontrollably drifting towards the sky above hell. After reaching a certain height, she disappeared from hell.

When Didin, who was in a cave halfway up the mountain, saw this scene, a thoughtful look appeared in his cold, vertical pupils. The little guy had probably been summoned away by the thief who secretly summoned his skeleton soldiers.