Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 442 Grandma Oak (Two Chapters Combined)
To fill the gap in gold coins, Yarrow now has a solution—selling white velvet.

Given the exchange rate between magic stones and gold coins, even if the number of white velvet whiskers is not large, exchanging them for a few dozen gold coins should not be too difficult.

While this approach may solve the immediate problem, it will create even bigger trouble in the future.

You shouldn't do this if you still have a choice.

A sense of urgency rose in Yaro's heart.

Time is of the essence; I must return to the Dark Plains as soon as possible to hunt monsters and earn magic stones, based on the information Ian provided.

Of course, before that, the Ghost Orchid needs to be properly placed.

……

Tree Spirit Forest.

Last night's wind and rain washed away the accumulated dust, and the entire forest seemed to have shed a heavy shackle.

The sky was azure, and the grass and trees were lush and green.

Accompanied by ethereal sounds, clear spring water flows slowly through the forest.

The splashing white droplets, like joyful little sprites, flew out in arcs, dripping onto the grass blades, carrying away the accumulated water droplets, and then dripping to the ground.

The sun is just right, the breeze is not dry.

Yaro, however, was somewhat embarrassed.

The lush vegetation, like a sponge, stored up a lot of rainwater.

Walking through it is like taking a shower; in just a few moments, your clothes will be soaked through.

After struggling through the dense forest, Yaro finally saw the tall oak tree.

After tidying his clothes up a bit, Yaro called out, "Grandma Oak, Grandma Oak!"

"Oh, it's the little wizard Yarrow..."

The tree spirit slowly opened its clear eyes, just like a slow-moving old woman. After noticing Yaro's disheveled appearance, it couldn't help but chuckle.

"Why are you acting like a little monkey that's fallen into the water? These young wizards are really full of energy these days."

Yaro didn't mind, gently patted his left shoulder, and bowed slightly: "Grandma Oak, I'm sorry to bother you again."

He hadn't forgotten how ferocious and violent the tree spirit looked when he first met it.

Grandma Oak laughed and said, "It's alright, I'm getting old, and I just enjoy seeing you naughty little monkeys."

"Have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up first... Do you like jasmine tea?"

“Um…” Yaro glanced around but didn’t see any tea at all. “…No need to bother.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than a tender sprout suddenly emerged from the loose soil in front of him.

Yaro instinctively took a half step back.

In that short time, the tender bud seemed to be filmed at an accelerated pace, its branches stretching out rapidly, and it soon grew into a lush sapling about half a person's height.

Then, on the branch facing Yaro, a bud the size of a fist suddenly swelled up, and the fragrance of jasmine filled the air.

"Should we add some honey?"

As the old oak tree inquired, the trembling flower buds also stopped, as if they were waiting for Yaro's reply.

Even the most oblivious person would understand by now that the so-called 'jasmine tea' must be inside this flower bud.

"This……"

Yaro hesitated; the sight of flowers now cast a shadow over him.

He wasn't afraid of straightforward confrontations, but he was afraid of encountering something like Morton's situation again.

How can someone change a person silently? Who wouldn't be afraid?
"What's wrong?" Granny Oak asked, puzzled.

Yaro's mind raced, and he suddenly smiled nonchalantly, nodding and saying, "It's alright, just add more honey, I like it sweet."

Given Granny Oak's volatile temper, if she really wanted to kill someone, she would have already lifted the entire forest and smashed them down.

Moreover... the connection between the thirty-six ghostly orchids on the carriage behind and the consciousness is ultimately a layer of insurance.

With guarantees and low risk, why refuse someone's kindness?

Grandma Oak, of course, couldn't guess what Yaro was thinking, and just said cheerfully, "Sweet is good, you can grow up if you eat more sweets."

That statement isn't entirely wrong, after all, many people can't even afford a full meal, let alone develop cavities.

As she spoke, the branches grew rapidly, lifting the flower buds upright.

The next moment, the jasmine flowers bloomed.

The jasmine flowers, the size of a fist, bloomed to the size of half a volleyball, with overlapping white petals, as radiant as white lotuses.

In the center of this giant jasmine flower, three petals intertwine to form a small cup, from which a warm and gentle mist emanates!
It was even a cup of hot tea!
"Be careful not to burn your hands."

Noticing Yaro's amazed expression, Granny Oak laughed even harder.

Upon hearing this, Yaro carefully reached out to scoop it up.

The giant jasmine flower felt like porcelain, smooth and warm. Perhaps it was because the hot tea was locked inside the three petals in the middle, and the petals below acted like a tea saucer. It wasn't as hot as Grandma Oak had said.

If you hadn't seen this jasmine flower grow with your own eyes, just by the feel of it, you might have even suspected that it was a flower-shaped teacup made of plastic.

With the first bit of force, the branch beneath the flower snapped, and the clear hot water in the middle swayed slightly, surprisingly having a viscous feel.

He took a small sip, and Yaro immediately gasped, his face contorting in shock.

"Ouch! It's so hot! It's so sweet!"

Is this jasmine tea?

This is clearly heated jasmine honey!

"It's so sweet it hurts my teeth," Yaro added, grimacing in pain.

"Oh! This is terrible!" Granny Oak said apologetically. "Little wizard Yarrow, I'm sorry, it's been too long since I've tasted human food, and it's also been a long time since I've made flower tea for anyone. Let me make you a new cup."

Upon hearing this, Yaro quickly stopped him, saying, "No need, Grandma Oak, it's really not a big problem. Just add some cold water."

As he spoke, Yaro gently touched the saucer of the jasmine teacup, and a stream of water appeared out of thin air, gathering on the lotus-shaped jasmine teacup.

Level 0 Spell - Water Ball (Water Retrieval Spell).

Reaching out to manipulate the petals in the center, I guided out an equal amount of thick, hot honey, allowing it to mix with the cold water on the outer saucer.

Yaro took another sip, making sure the temperature and sweetness were to his liking, before guzzling it down without any manners. The warm honey tea not only dispelled the chill but also replenished his energy. After drinking all the jasmine honey, Yaro felt full and refreshed.

He let out a long sigh, wiped his mouth, put down his jasmine tea cup, bowed slightly, and said sincerely:
"Grandma Oak, thank you so much for your hospitality."

"No need for complicated thanks, it's just a cup of tea that's not very well made."

The tall oak tree gently swayed its branches, as if waving its hand. "Alright, little wizard Yarrow, you've come again today. Is it related to those ghostly orchids?"

With such a large carriage towing thirty-six giant flowers as tall as a person, how could Granny Oak not notice it?

"Are you asking me to identify which parts of these Ghost Orchids are rich in life force? Then you may be disappointed. The magic contained in your Ghost Orchids is biased towards the necromancy and pure spiritual types, especially the necromancy magic, which is the opposite of life force. With necromancy magic, even if there are parts rich in life force, they are basically unusable for healing."

Yaro hadn't come for this purpose, but he discovered a new point of knowledge and asked curiously:

"Grandma Oak, may I ask you a question? Isn't life force just the void energy that the body accepts and absorbs? Void energy is inherently a complex inert energy, and it should also contain necromantic void energy, right? Since it contains necromantic void magic, why do you say that necromantic void magic is the opposite of life force?"

Void energy is the collective term for all void magic.

It is similar to how the earth contains various metallic and non-metallic monolithic materials.

Vitality is a force that the body can control, which is generated by the body absorbing inert void energy over a long period of time.

Grandma Oak patiently explained:
"The two energies, life force and necromancy, do not clash like water-based and fire-based necromancy."

The key point is that the two types of energy have completely opposing effects in the bodies of living beings.

Vitality can nourish the body, activate potential, and accelerate injury recovery.

Necromantic void magic can corrode the body, accelerate aging, and cause injuries that are difficult to repair.

This is the opposition I'm talking about.

The collisional conflict that Granny Oak mentioned refers to the effect of the opposition between high temperature and low temperature, not the collision and fusion of magic in a physical and chemical state. That kind of situation would only produce wind-type void magic.

Yaro nodded: "Understood. However, Granny Oak, could you please take care of these Ghost Orchids for me? After all, they are magical plants that I found with great difficulty. Even if they cannot be used for cultivation, I can exchange them for magic stones once they bear Ghost Orchid Fruit."

"Take care of..."

Grandma Oak hesitated for a moment, then asked, "May I examine it first?"

“Of course,” Yaro said readily.

A gentle breeze swept by, and several fine horses obediently pulled the wooden cart to the side of the giant oak tree.

A branch of the oak tree reached down from the canopy, like a hand, and easily grasped a ghost orchid.

A surge of emerald green magic quickly enveloped the enormous flower.

Just a moment later, Granny Oak suddenly exclaimed "Eh?", looking quite puzzled.

"What's wrong?" Yaro asked hurriedly.

"Hmm... the magic in this Ghost Orchid is a bit strange. Besides the necromancy and pure spiritual void magic that should be there, there is also an aura of the abyss." Granny Oak pondered.

The aura of the abyss?
Yaro remembered Bailu, his companion who had been assimilated by the magic of the abyss.

and many more!

Will Granny Oak think that he is using this method to harm her?
After all, he had every reason to want a magical plant full of vitality!
Yaro was startled and quickly said, "Grandma Oak, please don't misunderstand, this isn't me..."

"Alright, alright, I know you're a good child, don't rush, don't rush," Grandma Oak interrupted with a smile.

Yaro was taken aback: "You...know?"

"Didn't the little white deer tell you that a fairy's eyes can see through lies? Although I have shed my fairy body, I can still vaguely sense the good and evil emotions of animals," Granny Oak explained gently.

Bai Lu never said it, but Ya Luo did see that phrase in the academy. He just didn't expect the tree spirit to have a similar ability.

However, it's no wonder that a tree spirit with such abilities would agree to let Yaro establish a base in the Tree Spirit Forest.

Upon hearing this news, Yaro felt relieved, but a question immediately occurred to him: 'Since Granny Oak also possesses similar abilities, then weren't all the lies I told her before seen through by her?'

'Hmm? What lie did I tell her before?'

Upon closer reflection—there isn't one?
Yaro couldn't believe it.

What's going on? Am I really that honest? Do I tell the truth to everyone?

But thinking about it carefully, it seems there's really no need to lie?

On their first meeting, due to a misunderstanding, they went straight to fighting without even seeing each other's real faces.

The second time they met, Bai Lu had disappeared. Ya Luo was extremely anxious and his attitude was very hostile, like, "If you don't hand over Bai Lu, I'll kill you." There was no need for him to say anything false.

The third time, Bai Lu fell into a coma. Ya Luo rushed over for help in a panic, his mind in turmoil, and he had no mood to make up any lies.

As for the fourth time, that was the last time.

Did you lie?
Yaro asked the little elf to do research, as he indeed wanted to find out the reason why the white deer was asleep.

The reason for collecting the magical plants rich in vitality was also because the secrecy surrounding "Blood Frenzy" was not high. They considered Granny Oak to be an ally, so they told her the truth.

—I have never told a lie!
and many more!

Could it be that Grandma Oak became increasingly warm and affectionate because she realized that I was expressing genuine emotions?

Yaro finally understood.

There is no such thing as kindness without a reason. The old woman oak was kind to Aro because she believed that Aro was trustworthy!

That's why Granny Oak, upon discovering the abyssal aura emanating from these ghostly orchids, not only didn't become angry, but instead examined them even more carefully.

“Strange, really strange. Normally, when a demonic plant is tainted by the abyss aura, it will quickly be corrupted into an abyss demonic plant. But the abyss aura in these Ghost Orchids is very stable, as if it is being restricted by some kind of power.”

The more Grandma Oak examined it, the more novel it became.

A stable abyssal aura?
When Yaro came to his senses, he immediately thought of the 'Abyss Contract' spell. The 'Abyss Contract' spell is a level 1 trick that uses abyssal magic to forcibly form a contract between a living or non-living being.

The foundation of Magic Strike is the 'Abyssal Contract Technique', and the abyssal magic power brought about by Magic Strike is naturally a product of the 'Abyssal Contract Technique'.

After thinking about this, Yaro remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking, "Grandma Oak, I think... I know where these abyssal auras come from."

"Oh?"

Grandma Oak turned to look.

"Grandma Oak, do you still remember... how I used to fly in the air?"

What Yaro was referring to was his first formal meeting with Granny Oak, where he used magic to greet her with a blazing greatsword.

(End of this chapter)