"3579 ÷ 128"
"27.961"
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"11543176"
Inside Aurelius's Mage Tower, Jia Xiu was raising his potted little sapling.
According to Grandma Druid, a tree spirit's growth required the same attentive care as raising a child. It had to be carefully nurtured and guided in the desired direction before it could reach its ideal state. Tree spirits had many different types of abilities; if he wanted it to serve as computational power, he had to raise it as computational power from the start, increasing the difficulty step by step and guiding it gradually.
"You can't treat it like a pet or a tool. You have to treat it like family."
That was what Grandma Druid had said.
But as a non-Druid, Jia Xiu found it difficult to fully grasp that analogy.
On the one hand, plants and animals were all important to Druids, all family. On the other hand, there were simply too many of those "family members," making it hard to gauge the analogy's actual extent.
Besides, Jia Xiu had never taken care of a child, or even owned a pet—aside from those dyed chicks sold for one coin outside elementary schools. That one had died after two days.
At most, he had owned virtual pets. Not the donut-loving kind, but the ones in toys. Even after growing up and starting work, he had kept one running on his desktop.
Virtual pets were much easier to raise than little saplings. Whatever they lacked, every stat was displayed right there.
This one could only be figured out by trial and error.
Honestly, calling this thing a sapling was already quite an exaggeration.
An onion stuck in a flowerpot would have been much taller than it.
It looked thin and frail, comparable to garlic shoots. Several tentacle-like branches stretched out from it