The wind turned into spirits and scattered through the surroundings to gather information. They did not speak with people.
They communicated with other nature spirits like themselves.
They brought back plenty of information that human perspectives could never provide.
This was a nonhuman perspective, and an environmentalist's perspective too. What fine butterfly friends!
Lin Feng immediately sensed the deities' anger toward humanity, their anger at having their resources stolen.
How dare you cut down trees!
Those are my friends.
For a Mountain God in particular, these trees were the lesser gods serving under it.
No payment, no notice, no offerings—how could you hurt my friends?
He closed his eyes.
Lin Feng tilted his head and listened to the sounds around him.
He pieced together the information.
He had found the right place.
But the time was wrong.
This was not even a village awaiting demolition. It was utterly deserted in the Wilds.
He took out his phone and searched Map.
The place was not particularly remote. According to Shameless Maps, the nearest County Seat was thirty kilometers away.
Closer than the County Seat were the Qinling Mountains beyond it.
Silent and cold, they held the forbidding solemnity of a place rarely visited by humans.
The depths of the Qinling Mountains remained dangerous to this day.
More precisely, any place that had not been developed and filled with people was equally dangerous.
In the Qinling Mountains alone, there were several kinds of three-year and seven-year beasts.
Lin Feng bit open his palm, letting blood drip from it into a low clump of grass nearby as a thank-you gift for these "scouts."
The wound healed rapidly. Lin Feng began humming as he waited for a dilapidated town that would appear only at night.
Meanwhile, Lin Feng tried to understand Teacher Qie.
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