"What's the point?" Mokou asked in considerable confusion. "Isn't your power here incredibly strong?"
"That's true, but even if I get it fixed for the moment, before long it'll turn back into this again." Jiu Ming shrugged. "This tree sucks up nutrients like a water pump. These patches of bare earth you see are only because I deliberately intervened. Otherwise, the affected area would be much bigger."
"All right, this thing isn't some kind of monster tree, is it?" Mokou stared at the tree for quite a while, yet she could not sense even a trace of demonic aura. Instead, she felt a remarkably pleasant, natural presence.
"How could it be a monster tree?" Jiu Ming smiled, tapped the ground with the tip of his foot, and several neat rows of small round holes silently emerged in the earth before him. "Time to get to work!"
Mokou stared at all those assorted fruit trees with her head full of black lines. "Say, is it really okay to plant so many strange kinds of fruit trees all mixed together?"
Because of the era she had lived through, Mokou could not identify every one of those fruit trees, but she knew at least this much: if they were fruit trees, then surely each kind ought to grow across a large stretch of land, like creatures that lived in groups.
Wouldn't mixing them like this really cause problems?
"It's fine! There absolutely won't be any problems." Jiu Ming patted his chest and vowed solemnly. "They're only mixed together, that's all. Every one of them can grow to its fullest."
"...Right. I forgot about your power here." Mokou shook her head and began planting the saplings alongside Jiu Ming. Looking at Jiu Ming walking ahead of her, the corners of her mouth could not