After living in Treant City for a few weeks, Luo Yan began to feel stifled.
Though the place looked relaxed and pleasant on the surface, after staying long enough, he realized everyone here was competing just as fiercely.
They competed over whose manure fertilizer smelled better and who could claim more of it. There were even Dung Tyrant Trees, Dung King Trees, and Dung God Trees...
The more they claimed, the taller they grew. The more territory they occupied, the more beautifully dressed female treants they could monopolize.
He had never imagined that even a group of people turned into trees could not let go of everything and simply live well.
Why couldn't they just lie around in the sun every day?
His biology had not been good enough for him to know a basic fact: when plants started competing, they were far more ruthless than humans...
Vines had always twined around trees. Since ancient times, when had trees ever twined around vines? Vines could strangle trees to death.
Trees also did their best to make their leaves block out all sunlight, preventing other plants beneath them from growing.
Great Trees suppressed shrubs, shrubs suppressed weeds, and weeds suppressed crops.
He had completely underestimated plants' competitive nature.
He had wanted to lie low, but after doing so, he discovered that among plants, lying low meant he could not even catch fresh sunlight. He could only bask in the lingering glow of sunset.
What was he supposed to do? Then, for no apparent reason, a thought appeared in his mind: "The people here don't want to lie low. They could trade places with me and go up there. Some people up there want to lie low."
The thought felt both as though someone had planted it in his mind and as