The Battlefield Became a Giant Harvester, and the Divine Tree Origin Leveled Up Like Crazy

I lay back in the spacious wooden chair on the dragon's head and let out a long breath.

The wooden framework beneath my ass rumbled in the gale, but held steady.

The Wood Dragon moved incredibly fast, streaking a dazzling green trail across the crimson sunset.

I could no longer smell the scorched wood and gunpowder from the distant Black Forest.

Then, without warning, a sharp, urgent ringing sounded deep inside my head.

Ding, ding, ding.

It rang nonstop, making the veins at my temples throb.

[Absorbing White Zetsu life essence! Divine Tree System rapidly upgrading!]

[Current level: 26... 27...]

Notifications flooded in like water through an open sluice gate, with no sign of stopping.

Outside the Main Camp, roots were ravenously draining the ten thousand White Zetsu I had turned into trees.

The Hashirama cells inside them became the purest origin nutrients, pouring back into my body.

"Hot... so fucking hot. This batch from Nagato is pretty damn pure."

I yanked open my coat's ragged collar and panted for breath.

It felt as if I had swallowed a glowing lump of charcoal, scorching my chest and practically sending smoke out of it.

Every meridian in my body swelled violently at once, my veins bulging like green caterpillars.

Warm green light seeped out from beneath my skin, illuminating the carriage.

"Sen! What's wrong? You're as hot as a furnace!"

The ANBU girl across from me recoiled in fright, her mask nearly falling to the floor.

Her eyes, visible through the mask's openings, were filled with indescribable terror.

"Don't touch me! Lady, I'm digesting my feed right now."

I slapped the wooden seat. The hot sweat flowing from my palm instantly scorched the wood.

"The chakra in those white chunks of meat is way too nourishing. It's got my