"An intelligent species shaped like trees?" Zhang Ming was astonished. Such species seemed rather rare. Mammals, reptiles, and even insects all had brains, but where did a treant's brain grow?
Since these tree-like creatures were right near the Black Tortoise World, Zhang Ming had to land his plane on the sea and investigate a little.
He spoke in Spirit Language. "What species are you? Why have you gathered here? Can you understand me?"
The largest tree seemed to understand the Spirit Language. Its dense foliage rustled, as though it wanted to explain something.
"Stone Mama, you're up!"
This strange language of leaves was unlike any other language. Even with the aid of Spirit Language, Stone Mama had to listen for quite some time before figuring out what they were saying.
"They came from a world that was destroyed..."
"Seriously?" Zhang Ming jumped in shock. Could the Destroyer Civilization be nearby?
As it turned out, these Tree People had lived in a peaceful valley, leading lives free of conflict.
They spent every day basking in the sun, raising little animals, and contentedly fulfilling their role as producers. The mindset of "producers" was completely different from that of "consumers." Although trees competed for sunlight, sunlight was about the least valuable thing in this world.
Then one day, another "sun" had suddenly appeared in the sky!
The temperature rose sharply every day, and that extra sun nearly evaporated all the water in their world.
Left with no choice, these Tree People could only flee their world and enter the Demon God's Sea.
They could more or less be considered a civilization. After all, they possessed intelligence, could barely move about, and had even evolved a language of "leaves." This probably counted as the lowest grade of intelligent civilization, one that had not even