Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 445 The Beads?

Driven by the rich natural magic, the towering ghost orchid began to gradually shrink.

It's not simply withering; it's more like the plant's growth process has been reversed.

First, the human-shaped flowers closed and folded, gradually gathering into a flower bud the size of a basketball.

Then the flower bud gradually shrank like a deflated balloon, and the stem behind the bud also thinned and shrank...

Yaro couldn't understand where the substances in Ghost Orchid's body had gone.

I can't figure out how differentiated cells could disappear and merge.

However, considering Morton's process of giving birth to the Ghost Orchid, and the situation of the 'jasmine tea' that Granny Oak just created, this kind of thing doesn't seem so incomprehensible.

All I can say is that this is really witchcraft... no, it's very sorcery.

Throughout this process, Yaro also kept an eye on the subtle connection between himself and the ghostly orchid.

For some reason, this connection has not only remained unaffected, but has become even clearer.

Even when the ghostly orchid had completely shrunk to the size of a sesame seed, Yaro inexplicably felt that a very weak and unusually small 'miniature brain' had appeared out of thin air in his consciousness.

It felt somewhat similar to when the 'second brain' appeared, except that this 'miniature brain' seemed too small, so Yaro's main consciousness couldn't completely shift to it.

Only one hand can reach over...?

That description doesn't seem quite right either.

It should be said that a tentacle of consciousness extended into the distance, and this tentacle of consciousness was very weak, just like the sensation of the right little finger when all attention is focused on the left hand.

But now I can actually sense it, and it's many times stronger than the faint feeling I had before.

"When I helped you degenerate the Ghost Orchid, I preserved as much of the magic it contained as possible. If you need it in the future, you can replant them."

As the old oak tree spoke, she tossed the sesame-seed-sized seed to Yaro, saying, "Check it again to see if there are any problems. If it's okay, I'll force it to grow into an acorn shell and encase it."

The seed was the size of a sesame seed, which should have been difficult to observe, but Yaro caught it with ease.

Even when observing this sesame-sized seed in the palm of his hand, Yaro felt a strange sense of identification.

Similar to the 'prosthetic hand experiment': First, rub a feather on the same spot on both the real hand and the prosthetic hand simultaneously. This allows the brain to establish a connection with the prosthetic hand. Then, if the prosthetic hand is injured by ice, fire, and a needle respectively, the brain will react accordingly. This situation is because the brain mistakenly identifies the prosthetic hand as part of its own body.

At that moment, Yaro had this feeling, that the seed was a part of his own body.

Yaro brought the bowl of food to his eyes, carefully concealing his aura, and exclaimed in amazement:
"It's amazing! My perception of it seems to be much clearer now, and even now... I feel like I can feel the temperature of my own hand through it!"

"Oh? There is such a thing?"

Granny Oak seemed quite surprised as well. After pondering for a moment, she said, "Perhaps it's because I shrunk the body of the Ghost Orchid, so the abyssal magic contained per unit volume is stronger?"

Even now, Granny Oak still believes that this situation is entirely caused by the magic of the abyss.

Yaro naturally knew that there might be many other reasons involved, but the explanation given by Granny Oak was indeed very reasonable: if the alien power remained unchanged, the smaller the unit volume, the stronger the impact would naturally be.

"Grandma Oak, this is perfectly feasible. Please add a shell for it."

The seed was so tiny that, without the outer shell, Yaro even suspected he would lose it in the blink of an eye. Well, even mental connections were useless.

Thoughts can only perceive the current state of the 'Ghost Orchid Seed', or when seeing it, know that it is the 'Ghost Orchid Seed'.

It's simply impossible to establish a clear mindset.

It's similar to sleeping with your arm as a pillow until it goes numb. Since your arm can't sense touch and doesn't have eyes, it naturally can't tell your 'brain' where it is.

The old oak tree used its magic to envelop the seed, and then said, "Since you want to carry it with you, I will remove the acorn's tail as much as possible and wrap it in the acorn shell to make it into a round ball."

“Okay.” Yaro readily agreed, but dared not say anything more like “please” or “I beg you”.

Round spheres are inherently very resistant to pressure, and if the acorns were completely solid, the effect would certainly be even better.

However, when the finished product was actually presented to Yaro, the muscles on his face twitched a few times.

What is this?!

A bead the size of a fingertip?

They are heavy and shiny; the craftsmanship is truly superb!

and then?
Can 36 'beads' be strung together to form a Buddhist rosary?
"What's wrong? Is the material wrong, blocking your senses?" Granny Oak asked, puzzled.

Yaro snapped out of his daze and quickly said, "Oh, no, I haven't sensed it yet. I'll try it right away... It's done, there's no problem."

The so-called 'trying it out' is naturally quick; all you need to do is focus your attention.

“Since your perception isn’t affected, try the magic runes hidden inside the ball again,” Granny Oak reminded her.

Yaro held the round little ball, looked up and asked in confusion, "Magic runes? Grandma, what other magic runes did you add?"

Grandma Oak smiled and said:

"Didn't you want to learn my 'witchcraft' earlier?"

Normally, it would be impossible for your animal bodies to learn this skill, but now that you have thirty-six plant-based magical pets, you have a glimmer of hope.

Within this acorn, I have preserved some natural magic and matching 'witchcraft' runes. You can activate those runes one by one by drawing upon the surrounding natural magic.

Then, this 'acorn' will carry the seed and merge into the body of an ordinary plant.

You can indirectly perceive the condition of a plant through its seeds.

Yaro felt a warmth in his heart, never expecting that a casual remark he had made earlier would be remembered by Granny Oak.

"Grandma Oak, I remember you said 'melt the branches into the Ghost Orchid,' right?"

Yaro spoke with increasing ease, "I only have thirty-six Ghost Orchids in total, and at most I can only have thirty-six seeds. If I dissolve one, won't I be one less?"

Grandma Oak explained earnestly:

"How could I ignore this problem? Don't worry, this isn't about actively dissolving itself; rather, it's about extracting nutrients from the body of an ordinary plant to maintain the seed's viability in the long term..."

(End of this chapter)