Thorin sat on a specially made high chair for Dwarves, his beard woven into several thick braids.
He, too, held a cup of milk tea, with a label on it that read Moutai Milk Tea.
"I have to say, those nuclear fusion power units from Great Xia really are amazing."
Thorin swirled his cup and remarked:
"The World Tree in our Mountain City was only planted six months ago, and its first batch of fruit is already close to forming new seeds."
Grom immediately nodded.
"Same for us."
"The Beast King has already said that once those eight seeds mature, they'll be distributed among the major tribes."
"With the protection of World Trees, the young born in the future might be stronger than our generation."
At this, clear anticipation appeared on Grom's face.
He hoped the wonders of the World Tree could make the Half-Orc Clan stronger. Once their race grew strong, life would no longer have to be so hard.
Kael held a cup of high-sugar sea salt milk cap, his expression as aloof as ever.
He did not quite understand how the Great Xia people could come up with so many variations on drinks, but that did not stop him from drinking his with great focus.
At the mention of World Tree Seeds, he seemed to remember something and suddenly turned to Fendona.
"Princess Fendona."
"I heard that the Elves later purchased several more nuclear fusion power units from Great Xia to cultivate new World Trees."
"You've planted at least ten new World Trees over the past six months."
Kael's tone was calm. The others did not understand what he meant and waited for him to continue.
"A World Tree produces around ten seeds on average. You won't be short of seeds then."
"Once those seeds mature, the