High Above

[Prophet, we want to see you]

In the haze of light sleep, Ian heard this voice.

He was keenly aware that the other party was indeed the spirit of the sea of ​​​​trees in the legend of the Sequoia Aboriginal people who only gave oracles to the 'chosen ones'.

Why was he chosen? Why would he, a white citizen who was exiled to Nanling, be paid attention to by the sacrificial spirit of the Sequoia Aboriginal people?

And listening to this voice, it seems that he is very familiar with him, and even knows the identity of Prophet Ian.

This was really interesting - of course Ian agreed happily and set out early in the morning to reach the sea of ​​​​big redwood trees west of Harrison Port.

Although the redwood natives have been conquered by Port Harrison, and the chiefs of all the major tribes have sworn allegiance to Viscount Grant, the sea of ​​​​big redwood trees has not been completely occupied by the imperial people... It would be better to say that this primitive forest has been from the beginning. Just accommodate everyone in it.

Did the Imperial people living in Nanling conquer this land, or were they tamed by this land and became the new 'Redwood Aboriginals'?

This is really a hard thing to explain.

After all, even the Imperial people who claim to be the "conquerors of all the earth" will subconsciously use honorifics when talking about the spirit of the tree sea, rather than talking about the spirit of the rising tide and the spirit of the mountain tide. That way, they arrogantly regard these behemoths as prey.

Because they know very well that... every grain they cultivate, every fruit and vegetable they obtain, and the herbs and sublimated plants they collect are all gifts from the spirit of the sea of ​​trees.

The sea of ​​​​big redwood trees is with all the people who live on this land.

Therefore, when Ian came to the sea of ​​trees, he did not aimlessly search for the existence of the spirit of the sea of ​​trees. Instead, he stood patiently under the tall redwood trees, waiting for the other party to give him 'guidance'.

Not long after, a breeze stirred up the white mist, blowing the leaves in front of Ian's eyes.

And Ian walked in the direction of the falling leaves.

The morning light shines on the thick canopy branches of the dense forest. The outside world has become brighter, but the forest is still as dark as night. The white-haired boy is wearing a waterproof cloak and walks with a natural expression on the rotten soil that only wild beasts can tread. On the leaf pile, we walked into the depths of the forest where even the natives would not go there at will.

In front of the young man, several leaves that were constantly rotating forward in the breeze have not yet fallen. They are the guides of the spirit of the sea of ​​trees.

Soon, after a long walk, Ian came to a small hill surrounded by forests.

This small hill is covered with green and is inconspicuous to Nanling. Hunters who often go in and out of the forest know very well that there are likely to be cave-dwelling giant bears or beasts' lairs around this area, so they will take a detour. The Sequoia natives like to build this kind of hillside into the core of their tribe.

The hilltop in front of him should have been the residence of a certain tribe in the past. The reason why it is said to be in the past is because they have now become ruins. Ian can see the remains and fragments of temples similar to those on the hilltop. It is made of trees and seas. It is made of very rare large rocks. Although half of an arch has collapsed, the remaining half is still towering, giving people a sense of sanctity.

It is said to be a ruin, but it is actually a deserted place. There is nothing here except rocks. No matter how greedy adventurers come here, they can't find a can to kick, so they can only leave in frustration.

But Ian is not a greedy risk-taker.

He is the prophet of greed.

He doesn't even need to kick the can, the treasure chest containing the treasure will automatically appear in front of him!

Therefore, the moment he arrived here, he raised his eyebrows and said with some surprise: "It's actually here——"

As the words fell, a pair of invisible hands opened a gap in the dense forest and shrubs behind the arch, which was only half left on the low hill.

An entrance deep into the ground with obvious artificial traces appeared in front of the young man.

【--right here】

At this moment, Ian heard the voice of the ‘Sea of ​​Trees’ again: [‘We’ who exist on this land are now waiting for you under this hub]

"I came in a hurry. I didn't bring a gift. Don't think I'm presumptuous."

Ian strode into it.

Of course he wasn't afraid.

Not to mention that he has the strength to fight the third energy level by using the core of the ancient dragon and the core of the elemental furnace. His trump card is the dead king, the double sublimation system, the alchemy potion, and enough to carry around with him. This alchemical bomb that blew a hole in the hill...

Not to mention the early warning method of saying hello and calling Hua An and Viscount Grant over if something goes wrong.

Whenever he goes out for action, Ian will always make the most careful preparations to ensure nothing goes wrong!

Not to mention, he could tell that Shuhai was looking for him with good intentions.

But Ian didn't know where this kindness came from.

The inside of the mountain is not soil. Only the outermost layer is a raised soil layer. The closer to the inside, the more strange hollow structures resemble petrified tree roots.

Obviously, this hillock is not a natural formation, but an underground cavity forcibly 'built' by the roots of some kind of strange plant. This should be the 'hub' in the mouth of Shuhai.

The closer to the inside, the brighter the light.

Soon, Ian felt that his eyes suddenly opened up, and the path that went straight into the cavity under the mountain disappeared with one step.

What appeared in front of the young man was an open "ground" made of a large number of emerald green roots like vines, and above his head was a semicircular dome raised by many petrified roots.

And right in the center of the ground, there is a depression like a small amber, which is the source of the light. The crystal clear lake water, which gives people a sense of sacredness, has a strong sense of life in it. It is like It can breathe, gathering the power of all the root systems in the entire underground cavity and condensing it into its own body.

There is no doubt that what appears in front of Ian's eyes is the 'Holy Spring of the Sea of ​​Trees' in the legend of the Sequoia Aboriginal people, a fountain of life that can heal all injuries.

"interesting."

But Ian only glanced at the sacred spring of the sea of ​​trees, and then turned his attention to the entire underground space.

The Sea of ​​Trees Holy Spring is indeed treasured. The life source it contains is so dense and pure that it even surpasses the crystal lake in the Great Labyrinth of the South China Sea... Even the water quality at the bottom of Xiahui Lake is only comparable.

Of course, whether it is Crystal Lake or Xiahui Lake, the amount of water is much larger than that of Shuhai Holy Spring. However, Shuhai Holy Spring can be directly used as a healing agent, and the other two can at most be used as a culture medium matrix. This is the source. qualitative category differences.

However, that's all. Some kind of natural healing potion doesn't make Ian care too much.

What he was really curious about was actually the environment of the entire underground cavity.

"The composition of the air has changed. The oxygen concentration is higher, the nitrogen is slightly lower, and the carbon dioxide is richer and a little acidic... The composition of this air is almost like a different world..."

Ian's eyes lit up with a silver halo. He collected the surrounding intelligence and murmured to himself: "No, this is a different world - this is an 'alien ecosphere'!"

"This is a 'small ecological garden' built underground by the spirit of the sea of ​​trees!"

A cavity beneath a sea of ​​redwood trees, isolated from the outside world.

Here, the composition of the atmosphere is completely different from that of normal Terra. In addition to various elements, the air also contains some substantial pheromones and trace amounts of fungi like spores, which are composed of trees. The vines of the sea and the earth are released.

And this, apart from being part of the ecological park, is actually a language.

The silver chip translated these languages... and at the same time, the psychic fluctuations with the same meaning as these pheromones communicated with Ian again: [Prophet, you came as promised, we are very happy]

[Moreover, for thousands of years, apart from the original leaders of the Sequoia people, you are the only Terran human being who has noticed the truth about the environment here]

Shuhai's voice even contained a hint of relief.

Along with the rustling sound, Ian saw that the vines on the ground began to grow large green leaves, buds and rattans. These plant tissues of different materials formed a rather blurry structure in an instant. , but it can be vaguely seen as a wooden incarnation of a female human.

This incarnation is quite tall, like an eight-foot statue, and the shape is quite detailed. Although it is composed of leaves, vines and roots, one can clearly see the face and the simple long skirt.

It was a very holy and maternal appearance, which fit the subconscious humanized image of the spirit of the sea of ​​trees that most people in Nanling had.

No... rather, it is precisely because everyone thinks that the spirit of the sea of ​​trees should look like this, so they chose this image to manifest in front of Ian's eyes.

"You are……"

Ian looked at the wooden incarnation in front of him. He knew that this was the human form condensed by the sea of ​​trees to facilitate communication with him. The spirit of the sea of ​​trees also nodded slightly: [I am the spirit of the sea of ​​trees in this land, which is Dahong. All the plants around the fir forest and sea of ​​trees]

[Prophet, since we learned of your existence, we have been waiting for the opportunity, planning to invite and guide you immediately within ten years]

[But you grew up too fast, left too fast, and came back too fast. It was beyond my expectation, so I didn’t have time to make complete preparations, so I could only take advantage of this opportunity to communicate with you directly]

[Therefore it is a bit abrupt]

--ten years? Is there something wrong with your view of time?

Hearing what the other party said, Ian couldn't help but complain...can it be considered immediate within ten years? Is the plant spirit's view of time so outrageous?

However, this is not surprising. If the existence of the sea of ​​​​big redwood trees is as he suspected, then the difference in time concepts is just the simplest difference.

"I'm glad to meet you... or you, the spirit of the sea of ​​trees."

Raising his head, Ian said to the spirit of the sea of ​​trees: "I think you also know my purpose. I want to foresee the twin leaves to see if it has the power to strengthen my prophetic ability... If not, I also want to study it. Take a look at this strange thing."

"Since you can communicate, let's do it in the same way as we can - Spirit of the Sea of ​​Trees, how can I get the Foresight Twin Leaves from you? What do you need? Or what do you need me to do?"

"You took the initiative to invite me over, so you must have needs for me. We both need each other, and we should be able to reach cooperation."

[I can foresee Futaba directly for you without any cost]

The tall wooden statue of the Virgin smiled at Ian: [I want to call you. At first I just wanted you to help me predict the future direction, but later I just wanted to express my gratitude to you]

[Thank you, Ian, for your brand-new technology, which expands the wilderness and makes our field deeper into the world and into the human field]

Ian: "?"