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Go back to the Jardin Tribe and hand in the pollen you brought back, and Sam's collection task for today is over.

"I came here in a hurry, now I will take you to the tribe." Sam volunteered to be a guide and flew around with Qin Ming.

"This is generally a meeting place for tribal people."

"This is where the patriarch gave his speech."

"here is......"

Following Sham's introduction, Qin Ming found that the facilities in the tribe were quite complete, and it seemed like a complete small social group.

Near the vines connecting the big trees, many young flower elves were chasing and playing with each other.

They don't have the burden of daily tasks on them, and they are still in a carefree state, knowing nothing about worry.

It has to be said that even though the adult flower elves here live a busy and hard life, their safety is indeed guaranteed, and it seems that no other spirits will invade here.

When flying to the other side of the tribe, Qin Ming noticed a group of flower elves flying up the mountain with a lot of pollen.

"What are they doing?"

These pollen are undoubtedly the results of their collection today, but it seems that they have all been taken to other places.

A look of doubt also appeared on Sam's face, and she shook her head, expressing that she was not too clear about it.

It is also just an adult, and it really doesn't know enough about some things in the whole tribe.

Qin Ming thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "Sam, do you know the ink meteor tree?"

"Ink Meteor Tree? What is that?" Sam's eyes flickered, looking a little dazed.

Seeing this, Qin Ming didn't continue to ask questions. His eyes fell on the group of pollen-carrying teams, which gradually disappeared into the mountains and disappeared. He didn't know where they went.

I wanted to follow up and have a look, but felt a little aggressive.

Today is his first day entering the spirit world, so there is no need to be so anxious.

As the sky darkened, Qin Ming parted ways with Sham and returned to the cabin assigned to him.

The basic furniture in the wooden house has everything that one expects to find, beds, tables and stools are all made of wood.

There are even small lanterns for lighting at night. Instead of candles, some luminous bodies float inside, emitting a soft light.

Lying on the bed, quietly thinking about the future arrangements.

First of all, we must find a way to collect the spirit flower pollen, and secondly, we must inquire about the news of the ink meteor tree in the mission.

"End the long reign of the Black Meteor Tree..."

"Since it is the rule, it is impossible for the flower elves not to know the existence of the ink meteor tree. Sam is still young, but he can find an opportunity to ask the slightly older flower elves."

Qin Ming murmured to himself, recalling how those old patriarch guards shy away from talking. Could it be that the existence they were worried about was the Mo Meteor Tree?

Another thing he needs to consider is that if he wants to stay here, he must complete the collection tasks on time and in volume every day.

Today he took the initiative to find the three people from the Nanigal tribe in order to solve the daily collection tasks.

As for whether the three of them will follow through honestly, Qin Ming is not worried, the worst is to teach them a lesson and leave them with more unforgettable memories.

Because of the mission, it is impossible for the three of them to stay in the tribe forever.

There is no way, who made the three of them be targeted by Qin Ming, it can only be considered unlucky for them.

"Flower elves are really a strange group of spirits."

Through this day's contact, he was deeply impressed by both the intelligence of the flower elves and the huge scale of this group.

Qin Ming felt more and more that the spirits and monsters bred in this world were all kinds of strange things.

Early the next morning, Qin Ming set off with the tribe's collection team and flew to the sea of ​​flowers.

Every day, more than half of the residents of the tribe need to join the collection team to go out to collect pollen.

Qin Ming estimated that this collection team had at least six or seven hundred flower elf residents.

Sham greeted Qin Ming in the team, and was then taken to other places for collection.

"Hey, are you the young man who joined yesterday?" A flower elf resident looked at Qin Ming and asked.

"Hello." Qin Ming nodded.

"Come on, the first day of collecting, without experience, the efficiency is definitely not very high, after a while you should be able to get used to it." The flower elf encouraged, which was still friendly.

"My name is Flynn."

"Hua Ming."

"Hua Ming, what a strange name." The two exchanged names, and Qin Ming's name was routinely complained by the other party.

"The first time I collected pollen by myself was eight years ago. At that time, the amount of tasks was not as much as it is now. It was enough to collect 18,000 pollen, but even so, it took me a full fifteen Hours."

"I clearly remember that day I really couldn't fly at all, I just fell asleep in Huahai and didn't go back."

Fulin told Qin Ming about his immature past, as if he felt that Qin Ming must also experience these things.

Qin Ming also started chatting with him, but after getting acquainted with him, Qin Ming suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Actually, I've always been a little surprised, why does every tribe need to collect so much pollen every day? "

"This should have greatly exceeded the amount of pollen needed by tribal residents in their daily lives."

Talking about this, Flynn's complexion changed slightly.

Seeing this, Qin Ming understood that the older resident really knew something.

Fulin sighed and said: "Actually, this is not a secret in every tribe. The older and longer-lived tribesmen know this, but you may not know it when you are new. No wonder. You will have doubts."

"Brother, please tell me." Qin Ming asked immediately.

"Well, no matter what, in fact, everyone is reluctant to talk about this matter on weekdays. After all, it is not a glorious thing, but since you have joined us, you are qualified to know about it."

As Flynn said, he shook his head and sighed again and again, with a rather helpless look on his face.

"The large amount of pollen collected is not for the clan's own use, but for worship."

"Worship?" Qin Ming showed doubts on his face, but he already had a faint guess in his heart.

"Look at this vast treasure land of flowers, do you think this is a suitable place for our flower elves to live in?" Fulin asked suddenly, pointing at the passing flowers below.

Qin Ming nodded, there is no doubt about this.

Otherwise, the flower elf clan would not have grown to such a scale here.

"But it's not all so beautiful here. Between the mountains, there is a group of fourth-order dryads that can move. They are very powerful and can easily devour us."

"Decades ago, they caused a disaster that wiped out more than a dozen of our tribes in one dynasty."

"At that time, the whole group almost fell apart and prepared to flee here. However, the elf king suddenly reached an agreement with this group of dryads. As long as we can offer enough pollen, we can continue to live here. Those dryads not only It will not continue to devour us, and it will keep us safe."

"This sea of ​​mountains and flowers is the basis for our reproduction and growth. If it is not a last resort, the ethnic group will not choose to leave. After all, it is hard to imagine that we can find another similarly suitable treasure land."

Flynn does know a lot about ethnic groups, and even though decades have passed since the disaster, he still sighs about talking about him now.

This is a major turning point for the group.