In the stone cemetery deep in the desert, Albert held the water he saved yesterday and carefully walked away.
Ange gave him a fist-sized eternal spring stone, which could condense a lot of water every night. Apart from drinking it himself, Albert saved the extra water and used it to water the trees.
When I arrived at the place where Ange originally placed the planting balls, and after taking away the planting balls, I found a big pit. Next to the big pit, a crooked and stunted dead tree branch stood there.
If Ange comes back here, he probably won't be able to recognize that this dead tree is actually the World Tree.
When the World Tree was first planted, the World Tree grew for a period of time with the help of the vitality of the vegetables in the planting balls. After Ange removed the planting balls, where was the life in the desert? So it quickly withered.
Abbott felt very sorry. It was difficult to see any greenery in the desert, let alone a tree. However, he had been mentally prepared for this kind of outcome. He just habitually walked here every day, just after dinner.
sports.
Unexpectedly, a week ago, a bud appeared on the withered tree trunk. It was tender and green and very cute.
"Is this dead tree going to spring back to life?" Abbott was so excited, as if he was about to regain his glory.
From then on, he saved a little water every day and came to water the dead trees in the evening, because after the sun goes down, the evaporation rate of water vapor will slow down and the crops can absorb more water. This is what Ange taught
his.
The flower buds grew day by day, and Albert thought that the water he poured had worked. He was so excited that nothing could be more touching than seeing the sprouting of new life in the desert.
Holding water in his hands as usual today, Albert walked towards the dead tree. Suddenly he saw sand and dust rising in front of him, and a 'tree' twisted its waist crazily and ran past him.
As he passed by, he glanced at Abbott, said, "I don't want to drink water..." and left.
After the dust cleared, an impossibly green leaf fell at Albert's feet. Albert picked it up and felt how extraordinary it was as soon as he picked it up. It had a cool and exhilarating aura...
"The tree that I ran past just now, could it be the one where the buds bloomed?" Abbott suddenly had a premonition, especially thinking of the other party's words of "not drinking water".
When I walked to the place where the dead tree was, I saw that, sure enough, the green flower bud was gone, and even the trunk of the tree was cracked as if it had exhausted its last vitality.
Abbott was stunned for a while, recalling the whole process, and murmured: "I have watered you for so many days, and you don't drink the water, but you still thank me and leave me a leaf? Is that what you mean?"
He raised the leaf to his eyes and sniffed it. An indescribable feeling rushed into his nose, making him tremble. Then he had a strong impulse and couldn't help but lick the leaf.
It melted in the mouth, and the emerald green leaves melted in Abbott's mouth. In an instant, Abbott felt that he was full of strength and regained his power. He could kill several dragons with his bare hands when they came.
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The wildly running tree almost twisted its waist into an afterimage, raising up sand and dust as it ran wildly toward the southeast.
It was a desolate desert all the way until we passed a dam. The irrigation areas on both sides were planted with green vegetables. The running trees were overjoyed and rushed towards these green vegetables.
I saw that all the crops sprouted green and accelerated their growth, welcoming the arrival of the 'tree'.
The tree is also growing, its roots are long and thick, twisting into longer legs, taking bigger steps, passing through the irrigation area at a faster speed, passing through two transparent hemispheres, and coming along the river.
to the mountains.
Crossing the river valley, crossing the mountains, and arriving at a desolate black land, its newly grown long legs were worn away, but it still did not slow down its speed, twisting and turning into the iron sand city, setting off
He flew away all the surrounding skeletons and zombies and ran to Ange.
"Praise of Life! What's going on? How did it produce the Praise of Life?" the tree man asked excitedly.
"Why are you here? Where did you come from?" Nigris did not answer, but asked immediately.
Siobada, this is already another world. Where did the God of Life come from?
Ange also tilted his head in confusion.
"There is a World Tree here, so I came here. Tell me quickly, how does it activate the Praise of Life?" The God of Life asked anxiously. It is hard to imagine that it would be so anxious with its always slow-tempered temperament.
"World Tree?" Speaking of this, Ange and Negris immediately thought of the World Tree they planted when they first came here. Not to mention that everyone had forgotten about it, wasn't it already withered?
Ange moved the planting balls away. Without the vitality to nourish it, the World Tree would only continue to wither.
But it doesn't matter, the thing about World Tree Anger is that anyway, the old tree only requires them to plant World Tree everywhere, and does not require a certain amount of work.
Even if they are planted, it will be fine. Negris has cut down not a thousand but hundreds of World Trees. One place cannot support too many World Trees, and they will have to be cut down sooner or later.
Ange took out a few life gems: "It, eat this."
"Such a strong vitality." The old tree took it, and the greenness in the life gem immediately followed its hand and entered its body.
The roots of the old tree that were almost worn out immediately grew new buds and twisted into long legs again, and a lot of green sprouted from the head.
"No, only vitality cannot generate Praise of Life. There must be other reasons." said the old tree.
"Tell us first what is the Praise of Life? Is it because of this that you came from another world?" Negris asked.
The old tree nodded, then shook his head: "I can't tell what it is, but it is definitely the supreme praise of life. Now find a place to plant it."
Ange quickly asked: "Do you want fertility?"
"No, no, no, it's the same everywhere," said the old tree.
Since there is no requirement for land, just plant it here. The saplings have been saying "Yeah" to him for a long time.
As soon as the seeds fall to the ground, shoots sprout immediately, grow roots and penetrate into the soil, and then...
Seeing only a bud sprouting but no change in the seed, Ange tilted his head, looked at the sapling, and then at the old tree.
Things were no longer in a hurry, and the old tree returned to its previous leisurely appearance and said slowly: "Take root."
Ange scanned it with his mind, and sure enough, although the buds on the surface did not grow, the roots in the ground continued to extend downward, growing stronger and stronger.
Ange took out some water and asked, "Water?"
The old tree shook his head.
Ange took out the insect ash liquid and asked: "Top dressing?"
The old tree shook his head.
Ange took out a compound fertilizer mixed with farmyard manure, plant ash, bird droppings and the like: "Fertilize?"
The old tree replied impatiently: "No, the praise of life will be nurtured in the worst environment."
In other words, don't worry about it? Ange looked at the sapling hesitantly, and the sapling looked at him blankly.
Only then did Nigris ask: "If you don't have to worry about it, then first tell me how you got here?"
The old tree pointed in the direction it came from and said: "There, the World Tree, is my seed."
"Can you transfer your thoughts so far? Can you transfer other things? Can you help us transfer all our belongings?" Nigris asked.
The old tree ignored it, turned around and twisted to leave.
Nigris rushed over to hug it, sprayed a breath of dragon's breath towards the side, and said viciously: "You have come, and you have to leave something behind. Otherwise, this praise of life will be completed, and we won't call you."
, by the way, you haven’t said what this Praise of Life is yet.”
The old tree pulled out two seeds from his head, threw them on the ground, and then said: "I don't know, I have never achieved the praise of life, but I know that by completing it, the life of the little tree will reach an unprecedented level.
The height is higher than me."
"Hiss!" Even Duroken, a lich who doesn't need to breathe, couldn't help but gasp.
Who is the old tree? A hundred thousand-year-old super life form. Because it lives too casually, no one knows its strength, but Duroken knows that even His Majesty doesn’t want to provoke such a super life form.
Praise of Life can make small saplings reach heights that even old trees cannot reach? What kind of giant tree would that be?
The young sapling waved its true leaves at the two seeds thrown to the ground by the old tree, sending out a warm message: "Grow harder and grow harder."
The two seeds quickly took root, sprouted, and grew vigorously. Although they did not have a quick-death halo, their growth rate was much faster than with a halo. In the blink of an eye, they grew into a tree shepherd over one meter tall.
How could such a small sapling, which only makes things grow, reach a height that even the old God of Life couldn't reach? Nigris couldn't believe it. When he turned around, he saw that the old tree had already twisted away.
.
"You've been here and there all day long, and only two tree shepherds are left behind? They're stingy." Nigris felt disgusted.
In the next few days, Ange simply didn't think about food and drink. He didn't even plant the land. He squatted in front of the seedling of Praise of Life all day long to observe its growth.
The roots of the seedling have penetrated into the ground twenty meters deep, and are still extending deeper, but its branches and leaves do not grow and remain in the state of buds.
"As expected of the seeds produced by the saplings, they are so lazy and do not grow." Nigris complained.
They were bored and guarding the buds, while Duroken and Silver Coin were very busy. The work required to capture a city was too much and complicated. They also had no manpower available and had to use the old team. How to ensure that they
It's a big problem not to be able to do both the right thing and the wrong thing.
But this is not a problem with silver coins. The power of money can make all unwilling people passionate and loyal.
In addition, Tiesha City is a resource city, and the largest industry is iron ore. The people are either miners or merchants, and the ingredients are simple. After a few days, the order in the city returned to normal.
To be continued...