Inside the Central Control Magic Matrix, Landen sat at the control platform in the simulation hall, watching the various forests displayed in several Magic Mirrors: the Elf residential district in Night-Kirin City, the Elf Garden inside Padmira Palace, the Great Forest Palace, the area around the God of Life's cave in Frost-Wolf Forest, and three camps west of Baron Gallop's Territory.
Looking at all those forests, with their different kinds of trees and varying sizes, Landen felt at a loss.
Just a moment ago, Firefly had told him that her ancestor—the mother of the Wood Elf Harkala, World Tree Queen Anhalais Oak—had personally arrived at the Great Forest Palace and instructed Harkala to prioritize treating the dead trees of her own clan.
Of the 75 trees, more than 20 had once been High-level Magic Trees. If they could truly be fully restored, Landen's territory could immediately rival a large Elf clan in strength.
However, the Oak Clan were the very ancestors of the Wood Elves. If even they couldn't treat these trees, then in this world, they were basically waiting to die. A few still showed faint signs of life, thanks only to their tenacity.
"It's like being given 70 luxury cars and told to put on a car show, except most of them are totaled, and some are nothing but chassis. I'd have to repair and restore every single one myself. But if I could do that, I could build my own cars. Why would I need all those wrecked chassis?"
After hearing Firefly's explanation, Landen grumbled to himself. Seems like being too famous has its drawbacks. People treat the plants with minor injuries themselves, and only send us the ones that are little more than rotten roots and scraps.
As for where to put the trees, Landen didn't