That day, Benjamin had just finished his daily deductions of the Mustard Seed Dao-Containing True Body Art.
His consciousness had only just slowly withdrawn from his Internal Grotto-Heaven when a familiar mental ripple came through the communications network of the Incense Divinity Path.
"My Lord. The Plant-folk Civilization cultivation plan has reached its designated standard. Please proceed for inspection."
Benjamin raised an eyebrow slightly.
This progress was even faster than he had expected.
Only a few hundred years had passed since the Plant-folk active tissues had first been placed into the cultivation chambers.
For the Plant-folk, whose racial consciousness consisted of microscopic individuals, that time had been enough to complete the most basic reproduction, but they still needed to rebuild the collective neural network that was most crucial to an entire civilization.
Now that they could proactively report the completion of cultivation, it meant they had recovered the collective intelligence a normal civilization ought to possess.
With that thought, he did not delay and stepped directly into the teleportation array.
As space twisted slightly, a faintly moist scent of vegetation rushed toward him the next moment.
This was a life planet that had recently completed ecological transformation.
Compared with the prosperity of the Dragon-kin planet, this place was far quieter.
Most of the planet remained covered in grayish-white rock formations and weathered gravel. Only within a vast valley near the equator, ringed by mountains, was life so abundant it seemed impossible to disperse.
From high above, that patch of green looked like an emerald set into gray stone.
Purple-red moss carpeted the valley floor. Low shrubs formed of spiraling leaves spread layer upon layer along the slopes. Several mimicry trees hundreds of meters tall stood at the valley entrance, their branches intertwined to form a natural green dome.
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