It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1430 Beautiful ancient tree, can I pursue you? (Additional update 6 by Yanjiu leader)
Chapter 1430 Beautiful ancient tree, can I pursue you? (Additional update 6 by Yanjiu leader)
"Eugenie is one of the first saplings that grew out after World Tree was transplanted to Yongju Island. It has been assisting World Tree in sorting out the mystery on the island."
With a faint smile, Elder Melinsela led Grete to visit the ancient trees one by one, introducing them one by one:
"In terms of wisdom and ability, she is second to none among the ancient trees on the island."
Gretel smiled at her. Then, he raised his hand and pressed the oak staff on his chest, took out a small section of it, and brought it face to face with Eugenie:
"Ashu, what do you think?"
"I don't like her...she looks very difficult to mess with..."
The oak staff was dejected, and the leaves drooped one by one. Gretel smiled apologetically at Elder Melinthera:
"Since it is an ancient tree that possesses the secret of the Mystery Lock, I am afraid that I am not suitable to take her away. Elder Xinxin, please introduce me to other ancient trees."
Elder Melinsera nodded without surprise. When introducing ancient trees, of course we must start with the oldest and most outstanding introduction. This is the generosity and sincerity of the elves;
However, when Grete heard the word "mysterious lock", he shrank away. This was also his sense of propriety.
The secret lock of the elves is one of the most fundamental secrets of the elves. It seems that Gretel doesn't want to touch it and is absolutely unwilling to let it out from him.
"Then let's look at something else. Alanbulu, this is a strong iron tree. It is also the tallest and strongest iron tree in the entire Holden Valley. The entire magic academy is under his watch.
under."
"Ashu, what do you think?"
Grete once again used his mind to communicate with the oak stick. This time, the oak stick not only drooped its leaves, but also almost bent its trunk:
"I can't beat him..."
"Don't be ridiculous. Why would a good person hit you?" Grete scolded and asked curiously:
"Then has it ever gone to sea? Or, has it become a ship or a flying ship, capable of long-distance navigation in the sea or in the sky?"
"This... I'm afraid there is no such thing." Elder Melinsela laughed out loud:
"Alambulu has been standing on this hillside since he took root. He has never even wandered outside the valley if he wants to go out for fun. Besides, you expect an ironwood tree to turn into a boat..."
Such heavy wood, unless it can be perfectly transformed into a cabin from the beginning, will immediately sink to the bottom with a cry of winter.
Gretel looked at the elder apologetically. Elder Melinsela smiled for a while, patted him, and continued walking forward:
"Come, look here. Aunt Floret is the guardian tree of the Magic Academy and an ancient tree that specializes in caring for cubs. She loves children the most. Every one of our cubs has played under her canopy and eaten them.
Exceed the fruit she bears..."綋
"Ah, Aunt Florale." Gretel hurriedly saluted. The ancient tree trembled and stretched out a branch and handed it to him. The branch was full of fruits and the fragrance was fragrant. Gretel thanked him and picked one, bit it, and sure enough,
Mouth full of sweetness.
"Let's forget about this one..." This time, without protesting with the oak staff, Grete quickly declined with a smile:
"How can I take away the children's guardians and childhood memories? I would rather trouble you to introduce other elders. Which ancient tree is still and thoughtful and willing to walk around, I will talk to him again...
…”
After Gretel visited a few ancient trees, he refused Elder Melinsela's guidance and visited each tree one by one according to the list she gave.
However, most of the ancient trees like silence and do not like movement. Just ask for some bark, leaves, branches, and fruits. It is simple and you need to exchange knowledge. You want it to make a contract with Gretel, uproot it, and turn it into a ship to sail across the ocean.
ocean?
No, never, absolutely impossible!
Gretel visited ancient trees one after another from north to south, from dense forests to mountain tops, and encountered obstacles again and again. He almost searched all over the island before he found a bright red tree in the crevices of the cliffs of the South Island.
Brilliant maple tree.綋
When Grete said he wanted to go out for a walk, the maple tree named Seville shook its leaves vigorously and was extremely excited. The bark cracked slightly, and the sea breeze blew through, sending a sweet fragrance:
"Really? Is it okay? Can I really go out for a walk? I have been here for thousands of years and I can finally leave!
——I always dream about places far, far away! I dream about the big trees in the big forest, I dream about the sea, I dream about the heavy snow that sinks deer legs in winter... Can we go together? Want to become a boat? I am willing.
!”
Wait, you are a tree, why do you dream?... No, you are a tree, why do you dream of far, far away places?
Gretel's head was covered with black lines. He continued to inquire further, and the maple tree shook its branches and showed him a piece of its own seeds:
"You see, our seeds fly like this... I was also like this back then, flying and flying and flying..."
Grete held the green fruit in his hands. Outside the small fruit, there was a pair of extremely delicate thin flying wings, which were about to fly in the wind in his palm.
It is conceivable that when the fruit ripens and explodes, those fruits with flying wings can fly to very far away places by riding on the air current.
——Of course, flying across the ocean is a no-brainer, but after being pecked and carried by birds, and transplanted by elves, it can indeed span long distances.
As for how a tree inherits the memory of its ancestors from its seeds, that is another story...
"Ashu, what do you think?"
Gretel asked the oak staff again. This time, the oak staff was silent for a long time, and suddenly it popped out of his chest pocket and fell to the ground.
When it jumped out of the pocket, it was still the length of a pencil. When it landed on the ground, it was already as long as an eyebrow stick. As soon as it fell, the roots penetrated straight into the ground, and the thick green leaves spread out in the wind, shaking and making a loud sound:
"Hello! I'm Ashu! Nice to meet you!... I mean, can I get to know you? Can I travel with you? Can I ask you questions?"
As he spoke, he tried his best to stretch the branches. The 15 branches at the top of the main trunk, as if they had been blown by the sea breeze for several years, bent neatly towards the maple tree:
"I……"
"Snapped!"
The branch covered with bright red leaves was pulled straight down. With a crisp sound, one of the fragile twigs of the oak tree was cut off, and the fruit was also shaking on the branch.
Frightened by this, the oak staff withdrew all its thick branches, and even the crown of the tree shrunk by half. After shaking several times, it tentatively extended a little further:
"beautiful……"
"Pa!"
"Woo..."
The oak staff shrank down, down, down, until it became a small stick, and all the tree roots were pulled out of the soil. Grete shook his head, stepped forward to pick it up and put it back in his pocket:
"Sorry, Ashu is too excited... He said that he has never seen such a beautiful girl..."
Maple Sevilla had been silently observing Gretel, observing that Gretel was holding down the oak staff with his mental power and wrapping it tightly.
She and Gretel communicated through spiritual power, and she could smell the contract between the oak staff and Gretel. In such a package, the information about the oak staff did not come through at all...
So, can Gretel, the master, take care of that sapling? The question is, is he willing to take care of it?
The ancient tree standing proudly on the top of the mountain meditated silently. After a while, she shook the branches and leaves, but the sweetness was no longer in the sea breeze: 綋
"Do I need to promise him? - Do I need to promise him before I can go to sea with you?"
"Why do you think so?" Grete pressed the oak stick into his pocket, even the top. He took a step forward, touched the branches and leaves of Seville, and smiled warmly:
"You are you, and he is him. You are the legendary ancient tree. No one in this world can force a legend. Whether it is me or everyone around me, I have only respect for you..."
He walked back and forth, pouring out all the words in his stomach, and Sevilla lowered her branches. On the top of the mountain, the bright red leaves swayed in the sea breeze, and the sweet fragrance overflowed out one by one:
"You want me to turn into a ship? into an airship? to fly with you?"
"Yes. - To protect us all in storms and waves, only legends can do it. In order to deal with complex situations, it is best to turn into a ship during normal times and have the ability to fly in times of danger."
"It's not difficult to fly..." The pentagonal red leaves continued to sway. It was obvious that Sevilla was not in a calm mood either. Half excited, half nervous: 綋
"It's not difficult to turn into a big ship and carry people and things. But I don't know how to turn it into a big ship so that it can float well on the sea, how to fly under any circumstances, and how to know the way!"
When it comes to this, I am 70% willing. Gretel smiled:
"It's easy! How to turn into a ship, how to turn into a flying ship, I'll take you to Sister Sasilia, she will definitely be willing to teach you! As for how to know the way -"
"I'll lead the way! I'll lead the way!"
A petite tern flew down from the air. It was all white, with a pure black head and nape, and its beak and paws were as red as coral. It was the one that participated in Grete's experiment and tried to give him a gift.
At this moment, it spread its wings, circled three times on the top of the maple tree, jumped to the highest branch, and jumped back and forth:
"Isn't it just to go to Dragon Island? I know it best! From the north of Yongju Island to the northernmost part of Dragon Island, my compatriots and I will go back and forth every year! Master Mage, please let me lead the way!"
"...Look, it's solved." Grete spread his hands:
"At least we have a guide. Sister Sevilla, if you are interested in joining, I will accompany you to find Sister Sacilia first and let you have a chat with her?"
Early the next morning, the experienced old ship tree hung a fruit on a twig, and slowly and solemnly moved it in front of the bright red maple tree.
"Come on, you need to understand these first and know how to transform. Later I will take you to float on the sea and fly in the air. If there are no problems, you can go with Little Gretel!"