What's wrong with me, a mage, loving to farm?

Chapter 339. Giving the World a "Sauna"

"I knew it wouldn't be that simple."

Kroya looked at the chibi-style little shark floating beside her: "Have you found out the reason?"

The little shark gave you a resentful look: "Didn't I submit a report to you?"

"..." Kroya awkwardly shifted his gaze. He had been playing a piece of music and hadn't paid any attention to the information the tower spirit had given him. After all, he was also having a headache looking at so much data.

He sometimes wants to slack off.

Fortunately, the tower spirit knew its master's situation and simply stated its conclusion: "This world is hungry."

"You should also know the situation in this world. Its magical environment is extremely poor, even worse than the wilderness back home."

Kroya was well aware of this. The environment, devoid of much magic, reminded him of his life before he transmigrated, and he even felt a little excited, planning to stay here for a while.

He nodded, signaling the tower spirit to continue.

"But its thirst for magic is beyond imagination."

The tower spirit continued, "Upon sensing the arrival of magic, it became extremely excited and eagerly craved it."

A large, thick, and flashing red arrow appeared above its head, indicating that the matter was very important.

—The distant land and mountains seemed to be breathing, frantically absorbing magic power, and even forming a tangible flow of magic power, so much so that people who came here to explore had to first draw some magic circles to stabilize the magic power.

But this makes the world even more anxious, like people who have been starving for hundreds of years suddenly seeing food, and in order to get this food, they are even willing to cause disasters such as earthquakes and landslides.

However, this will quickly deplete its spirituality, leading to a vicious cycle.

Its desire reached its peak after the arrival of the River Terai, a magical river with complete spirituality that had been sculpted by Kroya.

This is beyond description – standing here now, Kroa actually has a feeling that if it can't "eat" the magic of this river, it would rather destroy itself!

The fact that a plane of existence could conceive of self-destruction speaks volumes about the special nature of the Terai River.

He observed the world around him, silently took out his gopher wood harp, and gently plucked a string.

It was accompanied by a crisp, vibrato-like sound.

The iridescent musical notes merged directly into the earth.

Kroya closed his eyes and began to sense. He felt the world's yearning, the trembling of its consciousness...

He suddenly realized that the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce had really misjudged the situation. Admittedly, such planes are very common, but world consciousness with such spirituality is rare.

Given just one opportunity, it may offer endless possibilities—such potential is truly fascinating.

He stopped perceiving anything and opened his eyes: "Does this happen in another world?"

The tower spirit shook its head: "No."

"That's a pity. We can only focus on developing this world."

Despite saying it was a pity, Kroya knew that with his current resources, even transforming one world would be difficult, let alone two.

That way, there's less to worry about.

Cloa quickly had a clearer idea: why not make the Terre River the mother river of this facade, and the oak tree the world tree?

After all, this world is only the size of the Kingdom of Norland and doesn't have much magic. If he puts in the effort to plan, he might be able to make the River Terai flow throughout the entire world and connect the worlds together.

He couldn't revitalize the magic of a large world, but he should be able to do so in a world the size of the Kingdom of Norland.

Thinking of this, he asked, "Has the underground survey been conducted?"

"It's done. The earth-stealing rats have already sent the data back." Tarin showed the 3D model to Kroya—this was the underground structure map that the earth-stealing rats had surveyed in a short period of time.

Without magic or monsters to hinder them, the earth-stealing rats burrowed with ease, reaching depths of several thousand meters in no time. If it weren't for the rule that the maximum depth was six thousand meters, they could have burrowed even deeper.

The underground structure here is not complicated. Below the soil layer are gravel, rock layers, and groundwater. There are no huge cavities; it's just a very ordinary terrain structure.

After glancing at it a few times, Kroya had a plan in mind. He grabbed the tower spirit and, through a mental connection, transmitted all the magic runes he had quickly calculated to the latter, giving the order:

"Make sure the earth-stealing rats do exactly as I say, without any deviation. If they encounter any different geological formations along the way, ask the rock spirits for help."

After he finished speaking, he landed at the source of the Terai River, where he was surrounded by a family of angry beavers—these chubby little creatures were already exerting all their strength just by standing in front of Kroya, their belly flesh trembling like ripples in the water.

The large beaver stood in front of the small beaver, appearing somewhat strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

"Huh?" Chloe found it amusing. "What are you doing?"

He beckoned with his finger, and a small beaver was delivered to him by the mage's hand. He picked it up and rubbed its smooth, soft fur.

The poor little beaver shivered, yet it also clung to the warmth from Chloe's hand. It was a bittersweet experience; for a moment, it even stopped shivering and just stood there like a doll.

"Uh-huh!"

The beaver parents panicked and tried to snatch their child back, but after Kroya touched him a few times, they stopped moving. In the end, the entire beaver family perished, their eyes filled with longing.

After easily dealing with the beaver family, Kroya went to the source of the Terai River and discovered its predicament at a glance.

This land is so devoid of magic that it cannot extend its consciousness to the earth no matter how hard it tries, unless it is completely isolated from the earth.

But how could it be so selfish? It sensed the yearning yet weak consciousness of this world. Although it was a world, it was just a child in terms of spirituality.

Terre was already overflowing with maternal instincts, and now she felt even more so heavy-hearted, so much so that she didn't notice when Kroya came over, which allowed the beavers who also felt her pain to cause trouble for Kroya.

It was in this anxious worry that it heard Kroa's voice: "I will help you."

The worries disappeared like flowing water.

It asked impatiently, "Mr. Sun, what should we do?"

"It's very simple."

"You will flow throughout the world, and I will provide you with enough magic and assistance. You will become the blood vessels and core of this world, continuously supplying and providing it with magic."

Kroya was very good at painting a rosy picture of the future, and at this moment, not only was the Tre River listening with rapt attention, but even the nascent world consciousness was quietly approaching.

It was even more timid than a beaver; it would hide in fear at the slightest movement from Kroya—a powerful being capable of easily destroying it.

After hearing Kroya's description, Teresa quickly decided, "Okay!"

With Terai River's promise of full cooperation and support, Kroya went to find Oak Tree again. This guy was also quite uncomfortable here, his incompatibility with magic had reached an indescribable level.

It even... started losing its hair.

When Kroa saw it, what she saw was an oak tree that had once been covered in lush green "hair" losing its leaves one by one, turning to ashes before they even reached the ground.

"..."

"I have some hair growth serum here, would you like to use it?"

Kroa took out a bottle of Sunshine Potion and handed it to the oak tree.

The latter paused for a moment before understanding what Kroya meant, and then said helplessly, "The magical environment here is really too bad. My instincts are driving me to fall asleep."

It took the Sunshine Potion, opened the stopper, and sprinkled it on its hair. The magic of the sun immediately nourished its pale hair, and countless new shoots sprouted in an instant.

"That feels so good."

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The oak tree sighed contentedly, "Having to pay me extra for coming here is practically a work injury!"

"Okay." Kroya couldn't help but purse his lips: "In order to improve your living environment, I've decided to reshape this world."

Friend, what's the maximum size you can reach?

This is indeed a strange question, but for the Orpheus Oak, the larger the size, the more possibilities there are.

"Large" is especially important in the heritage of the Orpheus Oak, even serving as a point of subtle comparison. Therefore, it proudly boasted, "With sufficient magic power, covering your entire Northern Territory should be no problem."

Kroya's eyes lit up: "That's great! Let's go, I need to find a good place for your true form to take root. You...would you like to become the World Tree here?"

The oak tree's eyes lit up when the words "World Tree" were mentioned.

In this world, and even in many other worlds, the World Tree is the pinnacle of magical plants. In particular, the Orpheus Oak has the connotation of being a counterfeit World Tree—the ancestral land of the Orpheus family is a plane world composed of an oak tree.

Without a word, it followed Kroya, and the two of them arrived at the source of the Terai River. Then Kroya began his actions.

He first took out a large pile of silver moonwood and various kinds of magical crystals, and directly set up a magic circle in mid-air. The entire formation looked like a tree formed by blocks.

There is a magical network connecting the middle of the tree, and even the leaves and branches are complete.

It took Kroya a full half month to set up this massive magic circle. If it weren't for his quick thinking, it would have been difficult to complete it so quickly.

During his busy period, the oak tree also took root here, surrounded by the sky and silver moonwood, stretching its branches and strictly following Kroya's requirements, stuffing its huge body into the magic circle.

At the same time, Kroya also imprinted a magic spell on it—

[Imprint successful, Orpheus Oak Tree (Magic Fountain - Sky)]

This magic is an exclusive inscription of the Orpheus Oak.

When this magical plant is within the "Kroa: The Magic Fountain of the Sky" magic circle, it will be able to diffuse water through clouds and mist via the magic circle's amplification. The range of influence will vary depending on its size and the amount of magic power it possesses.

[This seal can now serve as a source of magic for more "World Transformation" magic circles.]

Once the oak tree was completed, it floated in the sky, surrounded by a magic circle made of silver moonwood and countless magical veins, looking just like a sparkling Christmas tree.

The earth-stealing rats had essentially completed their transformation of the land. Kroya instructed the Tre River to channel its magical waters, along with some water spirits, directly into the earth through a modified magic circle, gathering all the existing underground water sources and dark rivers.

This was originally very difficult, because no matter how hard the Terai River tried, the distance from it would weaken the spirituality and binding force of the water, and eventually it might even disappear completely.

Fortunately, the oak tree obtained a gem from the northern lands, and the water and minerals flowing from that gem possessed a certain spirituality.

With these waters and minerals flowing through the river, it was as if the spiritual tentacles of the Terai River had been greatly extended, successfully allowing it to extend along the magic circle, which was as large as the North, and forming streams and lakes on the ground.

Looking down from high above, each of these rivers and lakes resembles a magic rune, with the waters of the Terai River flowing within them possessing magical power.

With this, Cloa's first step in her plan was finally completed.

He looked at his mana storehouse, now half empty, and felt a pang of heartache that made it hard to breathe—this was all the mana he had stored up over the years, and it had all been used to set up this magic circle.

After he finished grieving, he patted the oak tree trunk: "Come, use your power to turn the water that the Terai River provides into mist and spread it to the designated location I have set up."

The oak tree immediately activated the magic it had learned after its evolution—drawing a large amount of pure magical water from the River Terai below, and then turning it into dark, lightning-stirring clouds that flew away into the distance.

Its branches stretched rapidly along with these departing clouds, becoming so enormous that they blotted out the sky. For a time, all that could be seen were the oak branches shimmering with various magical halos, obscuring the bright sunlight.

The oak tree felt wonderful; it was intoxicated by the pleasure of being able to extend its branches freely, as if this was how it was born.

So it worked even harder.

Upon reaching the designated location, thunder rumbled in the dark clouds, and magical raindrops and ever-expanding mist began to fall.

It was a torrential downpour that could cover the entire northern region.

"Splash!"

The land was filled with endless drops of rain and mist.

The rain in the sky and the rivers on the earth were connected by the pervasive clouds and mist. The magic circle set up by Kroya quickly took effect, and every drop of magic power permeated the "dry" world at an astonishing speed.

It's like using magic to give this area, which is the size of the North, a "sauna" from top to bottom.

Kroya could feel the joy of the world consciousness, and he was also very much looking forward to seeing how far this "World Sauna," which had consumed half of his magic power over the years, could go.

Time passed slowly.

On the seventh day, the clouds in the sky and the water on the ground began to slowly recede—they needed to go back to rest.

The clouds and mist began to dissipate.

The world, refreshed by the "sauna," was thus revealed to Kroya, catching his eye.

(End of this chapter)