Alien world

Chapter 1459 93. Liberty City's Own Treeman
"You're sending out a basket of First Heart Fruits right now?"

Druids are a group of easy-going people who can treat any life and beast calmly, except when they encounter sinners who harm plants.

But now, Dade really wanted to vent her anger on Annan.

Annan, who had never seen Dade like this, shrank his neck and showed a double chin: "It hasn't been delivered yet..."

"Can you regret it?"

"I am the Lord of Liberty City, but I can't even keep my promise to my child. Am I still worthy of being called Lord?"

"no!"

It was understandable that she was angry. The only fruits of primordial heart in Liberty City were those brought back by Irelanzer, and they were all placed in her hands for cultivation.

Normally, it would be fine to give out a few as rewards, but this time Annan just casually gave out a basket -

Annan said weakly: "If today is not convenient, tomorrow will be fine?"

Dade said nothing, but just stared at Annan with resentment.

"Well, it won't matter if we wait a few more days."

Annan didn't dare to make Dad angry. After all, she was the only druid in Liberty City, and Annan relied on her to communicate with other druid groups.

Looking at that infuriating face, Dade sighed: "All the Chuxin fruits are used to grow plants, there is no extra for you."

Actually there are, but one less is used.

"Have they grown yet?" Annan asked.

"I plan to check on the growth tomorrow."

"I'll go with you." Annan volunteered.

"You're not going to be a referee?"

"Oh yes……"

Annan almost forgot what he was doing. But Dade said, "You can come if you want."

……

At night, Annan followed Dad holding the magic lamp.

What do you think of me?

"I can hear you."

"Druids can even hear the voices of humans?"

Annan exclaimed, then realized that Dade was tricking him.

I didn't expect that the "dull" Dad would actually start chatting. It seems that life in Liberty City has changed the character of this druid.

Passing through the silent rows of huts, Annan and Dad entered the woods at the foot of the mountains.

Under the moonlight, a few firefly-like lights were floating in the forest.

Sensing outsiders entering the forest, they hid themselves first, then after sensing the presence of Annan and the druid, they emerged from behind the trees and approached.

"How are the fruits I planted in the forest?"

Dad asked them, and after listening for a moment, he said to himself: "Is that so..."

"How about it?"

"They said there was no change and they needed to dig it out."

Dadeguang buried five places in the forest mountains to test the germination speed of the primordial fruit in different environments.

Based on this point, it can be said that druids are worthy of being the group of people who know plants best in the world.

Of course, Annan is no less capable - although he doesn't understand much, he knows how to attract talent.

The vision in the woods was limited, and the magic lamp could only illuminate a small area around him. But as the tree elves followed, Annan's surroundings suddenly turned into a beautiful fluorescent forest.

Twenty minutes later they arrived at their first spot: a damp, shady patch of mushrooms.

Dade dug out the first fruit buried in the brown wet mud, wiped off the dirt and examined it carefully, put it in the basket she was carrying, and shook her head at Annan.

"This does not."

Dade buried it back in the pit and went to the second location.

"Dade, are you interested in training a group of students?" Annan asked her on the way.

"Didn't I teach farmers how to farm?" "That can only be considered preliminary teaching. What I'm talking about is systematic and detailed training to train a group of botanists with druid knowledge."

Annan had long planned to let Dad be a professor at the School of Life. What could be more suitable for the word "agriculture" than druid?
Dade was not as opposed to everything in human society as she was two years ago. She knew what Annan was talking about.

But passing on druid knowledge to someone who wasn't a druid... she needed to convince herself.

"…I need to think about it."

"it is good."

Annan was not in a hurry at all, nor did he think that Dade would eventually refuse.

Let alone anything else, it was the other world tree, Dade couldn't resist its temptation.

To a druid, the world tree is like stripping a blue dragon naked and throwing it in front of a warlock. No warlock can remain indifferent... Even if it is a different world tree, it is still a red dragon.

The second place was the seashore where the sea breeze could blow. The original fruit buried here still showed no signs of growth, so they rushed to the third place.

Dade moved in the woods as nimbly as an elf, and Annan could only follow behind her, taking one deep step and one shallow step.

If it weren't for the tree elves helping to light up the mountain path, Annan would have fallen a few times.

"I almost forgot." Dade suddenly said when she turned around and waited for Annan.

Annan was about to ask something, but Dade waved her hand, and green light floated out from the surrounding trees and merged into Annan's body, making his steps lighter.

"Druids are so convenient."

"this is nothing."

"Isn't that a big deal? Humans don't have magic that can make their steps lighter while walking down the street carrying large bags."

Dade laughed at Annan's tone.

It was stuffy on the road, and it was even more stuffy walking on the mountain road at night, so Annan kept talking.

"...Actually, teachers are similar to druids. Professors are the gardeners of their students, and you are the gardeners of the plants."

"I'm not a gardener, I'm a druid," Dad corrected.

"To put it another way, professors cultivate students and teach them. Druids cultivate plants and water them to grow seedlings..."

As Annan chattered, they ran through the remaining three locations.

None of the initial fruits sprouted, and there was not even a sign of turning green.

The only good news is that the dug-out primordial fruits can be replanted.

Next, Dade went to the farmland, the beach, and the flower garden to dig out the buried primordial fruit, but the result was the same.

There are some ancient oak trees planted together with the primordial fruits that show signs of sprouting.

Although I know that the fruit of the novice heart is not easy to cultivate, this is too difficult...

"Could it be that these primordial fruits cannot be planted?" Annan asked, just like seedless watermelons.

"No, I can feel the vitality in it. These virgin fruits can definitely be hatched, but we are using the wrong method."

"Can't you induce labor?"

“Yes, but even if you force it to germinate, it still won’t grow in the wrong place.”

It is not enough to just sprout, it must be able to sprout and grow.

"Life force..." Annan thought of the tree in another world.

"That's where the last virgin fruit was planted."

After a long walk, the two returned to the city lord's garden. Annan watched Dade put the basket aside and dig out the original fruit that was buried only eight or nine meters away from the other world tree.

She saw that the Chuxin fruit was a little shriveled, but a precious bud was emerging from the skin.

"Annan..."

"Has it grown?"

"Well, it's not just the Hōshin Fruit, it's also grown."

Dade stood up with a sprouted Chuxin fruit in her left hand and a brown fruit in her right hand.

"This is……"

"Ancient oak species."

(End of this chapter)