Chapter 561: Silver Coin to Buy the House of the Deceased

"This isn't a problem at all—what else could Ange, this Dead Skull, do with soil other than planting things?"

So, Negris really didn't expect any other answer from him, it was just curious as to what could be grown on ice?

Yes, it wondered 'what can be grown', not 'whether it can be grown'. It had been taught that as long as it involved this Dead Skull and planting, one shouldn't wonder whether it could be planted because it surely could be.

The question was, what could be grown from it?

For the God of Knowledge, this was an incredibly unthinkable change, and it had been shocked into disbelief in this regard.

The ice surface isn't soil—it's not mud, the temperature is super low, and there are absolutely no nutrients. What could be grown in such an environment?

Ange nodded then walked across the ice surface, triggering the Soil Loosening Technique; the hard ice immediately shattered into fine powder.