"But there shouldn't be any problem with Little Elf."
Zhu Zhengwei brushed his teeth and washed his face in the dormitory before walking out to the rear balcony. Looking at the distant soccer field where a group of people were playing, he said calmly, "I have to admit, their ideas really are brilliant. They truly pooled their wisdom."
"Though some of the details are off, their overall understanding is sound. They've indeed incorporated the worldview and are striving to perfect this fantastical and magnificent Supernatural World."
Even Zhu Zhengwei was looking forward to this new species.
Besides, thinking about it carefully, perhaps Immortal Herbs really did need to help of their own accord!
Otherwise, without enough miners to provide "Brain Coins," it would be very difficult to research the third generation of treants quickly.
New Era Year 497.
The Tree of Life had already become a forbidden zone.
At the center of the entire Forest of Elves island stood the enormous Tree of Life. It resembled a pale-white giant bowl of tender green, enveloping this pure land.
This was the birthplace of the races' infants and, at the same time, the protected grounds of a vast patch of Immortal Herbs.
Rustle, rustle!
The wind blew.
The lush, verdant, vast Tree of Life towered at the center. Gentle sunlight filtered through the dense leaves, scattering mottled patches of light over more than a thousand Immortal Herbs beneath the tree.
In front of the Tree of Life and the Immortal Herbs stood an ancient bronze statue of a god: a Man with the Tear Mole, flanked by two statues of Immortal Herbs.
"Set them free!"
It was once again time for the annual elf festival.
One enormous hot-air balloon after another rose into the sky. Countless elves held wooden-handled elven bone staffs