It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1274 World Tree, can Serela and I go to the top of the tree to have a look?
Chapter 1274 World Tree, can Serela and I go to the top of the tree to have a look?
Grete sank into meditation for the first hour.
Cerela Kacha Kacha, Kacha Kacha, ate a smoked venison leg, a large handful of various fruits, and took out a handful of silver coins.
Grete sank into meditation for the second hour.
Cerela stopped eating, moved closer to Gretel, held her breath, and began to observe his eyebrows, eyes, bridge of nose, and the outline of his face.
Grete sank into meditation for the third hour.
Cerela counted Grete's eyebrows twice and her eyelashes three times. Bored, she sat back and started eating. Katcha kacha, kacha kacha...
Oops, silver coins don’t taste good enough. How about gold coins?
But she doesn't have many gold coins anymore. If she continues to eat, her bed of gold coins will lose one edge... Or should she eat less? Or, those gold plates she got from the collection of the Sky Knight last time
A bowl of golden cups, take it out and take a bite?
"Ah... so boring..."
The silver dragon girl leaned back, stretched her limbs, and rolled around on the ground. She rolled from the left to the right at the entrance of the tree nest, and then from the right to the left:
"Gretel didn't talk to me, the elder ran away, and there was no one else around... It's so boring, so boring, so boring, so boring..."
Although it is not that Grete has never meditated before, he would sink into meditation or talk to a big tree at a time, which would last for a few hours at least, or a day or two at most.
But, at that time, there was always someone else beside her!
There is Bernard, there is Appa, there is Ash Moonsong, there is Idian, there is Elder Fahim... there are all kinds of people... who can chat with her, tell jokes, and eat together,
You can also get up and walk around instead...
Unlike this time, she was alone, guarding Gretel's side. The tree nest was so narrow that there was no room for her to lie down and sleep in her true form...
"Hey, can you give me more room?"
Serila thought for a while, got up and walked out of the shack, patting the horizontal branch under her body:
"Give me a bigger place so I can lie down and sleep..."
The horizontal branch trembled understandingly. Immediately, the horizontal branch extended, expanded, and pulled out several side branches. The big branches divided into small branches, and the small branches divided into leaves. The vines climbed up from nowhere and entangled themselves around and around.
…
Within a few minutes, a platform fifty or sixty meters long and twenty or thirty meters wide was built around the entrance of the tree nest, which was enough for Cerela to transform into her original form.
"Hey! Thank you! Thank you so much!"
Serila was happy. She jumped out lightly and moved about ten meters horizontally, followed by another jump. Then, a cloud of silver mist rose, expanded, expanded...
When the silver mist dissipated, what appeared on the spot was an adult silver dragon thirty or forty meters long with a brilliant body. She slowly lay down, put the huge dragon head at the door of the tree nest, and closed her eyes comfortably.
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"Hehe...Celera protects Gretel! No one can cross Cerera and disturb Gretel, la la la la la la~~~"
All around, the branches and leaves were shaking gently, as if they were laughing.
This smile spread from the World Tree to the bottom of Gretel's heart. To communicate with the World Tree, Gretel needs to enter a meditative state in order to fully convey and receive messages, but the World Tree does not have to do this.
In other words, for a tree, it does not matter whether it is meditating or not. It stands there every day and does not speak, nor does it need to open a mouth to speak. When it comes to perception, the bark, roots, branches and leaves are everywhere.
Can provide perception...
Grete leaned against the bark of the World Tree, or who knows which layer of inner bark, and quietly sank into meditation.
After greeting World Tree and saying hello, he only asked, "How are you doing lately?" and a lot of messages were sent frantically from the other side:
pain!
Pain, pain, pain, pain!
The roots are burned, it hurts; the power that has been absorbed suddenly disappears, it feels so uncomfortable, and suddenly the roots are burned again, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts...
Not only does it convey consciousness, it also conveys perception. The pain of the roots being burned by the fire, the pain that comes from the roots and spreads throughout the body, overwhelming, rolling towards Gretel...
The suffering endured by the World Tree far exceeds that of any ancient tree. If Gretel had not retreated quickly, such pain would have almost destroyed his spirit and consciousness.
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"Uh... maybe I can help you?" Gretel took a long time to calm down. He calmed down his consciousness and tried to pass on his thoughts:
"My mother... Yin Luni Emma Gil... she was responsible for comforting the ancient tree. I had a chat with him before... provided him with some knowledge, which seemed to ease his pain... Do you want to give it a try?"
With permission, he worked hard to pass on the knowledge about nerves, anesthesia, and local anesthesia and spinal anesthesia. After passing on the knowledge, Yin Yin urged:
"This can only be used for temporary relief, and cannot be used all the time... If you leave it on for a long time, you will lose your sense of the crisis and cause even greater trouble..."
In the sea of consciousness, the World Tree fell silent for a long time. Just when Grete thought it had fallen asleep or simply went offline, a large wave of joy came over overwhelmingly:
"This is very useful! This is very useful! Thank you very much, you are my friend, my precious friend... What do you want? Except that I can't go with you, I can give you whatever you want!"
"
It's good if it's useful. As long as the World Tree can take a breath and take a rest, and don't suddenly get angry and let the elders work so hard to appease it, then that's good...
Gretel took a long breath and smiled:
"I'll be happy if I can help you. As for what you want, I can't think of it right now... Or can you tell me your story? The story of you since you were born, since you can remember?"
Soon, a large torrent of memories surged forward, almost drowning Gretel.
He saw a seed falling from a giant tree and being held religiously in the hands of the elves;
He saw that the elves were carrying the seed away from the foot of the giant tree. They found a place with fertile land and abundant water, and carefully planted it. There were people watching over it day and night, some adjusting the magic power around it, and some offering sacrifices around it.
praise the moonlight;
He saw the seed sprout, sprout branches, grow leaves, and grow into a tall sapling, a small tree that is one person tall, two people tall, or three people tall;
He saw a huge explosion destroying everything. Amidst the blazing shock wave that swept in all directions, the elves desperately resisted, building layers of barriers, digging out small trees and carrying them as they ran away.
In the last look before leaving the rooting ground, the two elves who stood side by side to resist the impact, the two elves who usually guarded it, watered it, and praised the moonlight beside it, turned into fly ash...
He saw the elves transforming ancient trees into huge ships, sailing across thousands of miles of sea waves to unknown distances;
He saw that the elves found a new island and built a new Well of Eternity on the top of the volcano on the highest peak of the island;
He saw that the elves surrounded the Well of Eternity and planted various trees...
As winter turns to spring, small trees grow vigorously, and big trees fall down and die. Some can become old trees, and some can become ancient trees. However, most, the vast majority, have not broken through the ancient trees.
limit……
"In the end, it's just me, only me standing here..."
A dull and melancholy mood floated over, like the swirling and falling yellow leaves of autumn. Gretel also sighed and continued to read:
He saw that this outstanding tree, which was growing bigger and bigger, was transplanted to the center of the top of the volcano, allowing it to take over the responsibilities of the world tree;
He saw that with the abundant supply of magic power, the perspective of the World Tree was getting higher and higher, passing through the clouds and overlooking the entire island;
He saw queens from generation to generation receiving the crowns under the tree and accepting the cheers of the elves...
He saw generations of warriors obtaining bark, leaves and branches from the World Tree, using the leaves to draw scrolls, the branches to weave long bows, and the bark to be processed into armor;
Then, wearing the armor given by the World Tree and carrying the long bow given by the World Tree, we embarked on a journey...
"Is there any place where we need to fight on Everlasting Island?"
Grete asked in surprise. In an instant, an excited and angry consciousness came over, like a flame:
"Of course there is! Of course there is! Those despicable people who come from the ground, those despicable people who come from the cracks in the world! Those bed bugs! Those locusts!"
It transmitted a large image crazily. From Gretel's perspective, as the World Tree rose, rose, rose to the top of the treetop, looked down in a circle, and then concentrated on the westernmost tip of the island:
There, an island chain extends far away. Near the crater at the end of the island chain, a head pops up from time to time in the deep black cracks.
Soon, a long arrow was shot out from the bushes. With a "pop" sound, it penetrated the intruder's eyes and penetrated deeply into his head.
"Good archery skills." Grete admired silently. However, the image turned again, and a vast ocean of invaders poured out of the crack. They were short, gray-black skin, grinning, and had a twisted and cruel face.
On the elves' side, dozens of spellcasters stood out, throwing fireballs, storms, and lightning at the cracks.
The invaders fell in large numbers, but many still rushed to the front. More elves, riding unicorns, black panthers, and wild boars, rushed forward waving moon blades...
"If we hadn't been here to hold them back, they would have spread to the whole world!" Yggdrasil said angrily. Gretel was silent for a long time and asked softly:
"Then, elves, why don't you move?"
Just like moving from the Old World to the New World, just like moving from the New World to Yongju Island after the Well of Eternity exploded. It's not impossible to find another place and move again, right?
World Tree was silent. After a long time, he sent an answer:
"We can't move anymore..."
It didn't say why it didn't move, it just conveyed to Gretel the firm will of generations of elven warriors to move forward one after another. Gretel sighed softly and patted him:
"If it's convenient, can you let me, Serira and I, go to the top of your head and take a look?"
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