Ze Wu finally took Yu Wanwan back. He found a container, put some soil in it, and placed Yu Wanwan on it: "You will live here from now on."

Yu Wanwan reached out and patted the soil under her bottom. It was soft and damp. The whole nest was just like a flowerpot, extremely simple.

But she only came back with them after pestering them. They were already being kind enough to give her a place to stay, so there's no reason for her to ask for more.

Ze Wu took a section of bamboo and placed it on Yu Wanwan's head. The bamboo tilted, and Yu Wanwan was immediately drenched in a cold sweat.

Seeing her disheveled appearance, Ze Wu laughed maliciously. After laughing, he poked her head until she fell down before withdrawing his hand.

"You'll be living here from now on, but don't expect any dew or anything like that. Just drink some lake water."

Yu Wanwan propped herself up and stood up, wiping the water off her petals with her leafy hand, glaring angrily at him.

The main god before he became a god was truly wicked.

Yu Wanwan, living under someone else's roof, held her breath. Seeing that she didn't resist, Ze Wu suddenly felt it was pointless. He put the bamboo aside, pulled up a stool, sat down at the table, and started looking at the bark.

The room was illuminated not by torches, but by countless luminous pearls.

Under the brilliance of the pearl, Ze Wu's face appeared even more handsome, like a sculpture.

Yu Wanwan wasn't in the mood to appreciate it, especially since this person was particularly wicked.

She sat on the ground, looking helplessly at her limbs that weren't her own.

There was a knock at the door. Zewu put down the bark and went to open it. The just-cold Zewu immediately showed a well-behaved smile when he saw the person who came in: "Clan leader, you've come."

Yu Wanwan looked in the direction of the voice and saw a kind old man with half-white hair, wearing a white robe and a badge with a slightly different design on his chest.

Clan Chief Qiu Chen spotted Yu Wanwan on the table at a glance. Yu Wanwan immediately stood up and greeted him, "Hello, Clan Chief."

Qiu Chen was taken aback, clearly not expecting Yu Wanwan to greet him first: "What's the deal with this spirit flower?"

Ze Wu glanced at Yu Wanwan and smiled, "She said she wanted to drink dew, so she came back with me."

Qiu Chen nodded: "The spirit flower is an elf that transmits the power of the Beast God, so you must take good care of it."

He had no doubt about this explanation; that's just how Linghua is—she likes to pester people for dew.

Zewu obediently agreed and brought a stool for Chief Qiuchen.

Yu Wanwan couldn't help but complain to herself about this person. One second he had soaked her to the bone, and the next he was smiling and agreeing to take care of her.

Chief Qiu Chen sat down at the table and took out the mermaid silk from his bosom and spread it out.

"Look, the God of Darkness is coming on strong, and many places on the edge of the orc continent have already been occupied."

Zewu walked over and said, "We're already praying. These edges are too far away. If all else fails, let the Beast King settle people in the center of the continent."

They cultivated sacred flowers, prayed devoutly every day, and did everything they could.

"That's what I originally thought too, but recently dark energy has appeared in some parts of the central continent. The orcs in these places were completely unprepared and suffered heavy casualties."

Yu Wanwan also went over and discovered that the silk was drawn with a map of the Beastman Continent. However, the edges were slightly different from what she had seen when she registered for the blessing qualification in Beast City.

Qiu Chen pointed to several spots with her finger, her face filled with deep worry.

"I don't know what's going on lately. We've been praying earnestly, but the power transmitted by the Beast God seems to be getting weaker and weaker, and the effect of repelling the dark energy is not as good as before."

Ze Wu also frowned. He patted Qiu Chen, the clan leader, on the shoulder to comfort him: "Clan leader, don't worry too much, there will always be a way."

He picked up Yu Wanwan from the table with two fingers and brought her in front of Qiu Chen: "Look, we still have spirit flowers. Perhaps it's because we don't have enough spirit flowers that the effect isn't good. I'll plant more seeds tomorrow, and we'll definitely be able to better unleash the power of the Beast God."

Yu Wanwan stood stiffly, staring blankly at the enlarged face in front of her.

She felt a slight pain in her stalk from being gripped by Ze Wu.

Qiu Chen opened his hands and let Yu Wanwan land in his palm, gently touching her petals: "With you here, I feel much more at ease."

He sighed and looked at Zewu with a hint of comfort on his face: "I'm old and useless now. You're about to inherit the position of clan leader, so you must remember to protect this continent."

Zewu disagreed, saying, "Clan leader, you are not old at all. I would rather never inherit the position of clan leader and stay by your side to assist you."

Fish Wanwan, sitting in Qiu Chen's palm, nodded.

Although the clan chief's hair had turned white, he looked clear-eyed and was still in good health.

Qiu Chen clicked his tongue: "What nonsense are you talking about? The future of the Orc Continent still depends on you young people."

His gaze fell on an unknown place, and he sighed deeply: "Back when I was your age, all I could think about was how to better protect the Beastman Continent, and what I could do for this land that gave me birth and nurtured me."

Zewu smiled and poured him a glass of water: "I don't have such lofty ideals as you. I just hope that all my people can be well."

Yu Wanwan nodded in agreement.

Unexpectedly, Ze Wu, who did not become a god, had the same idea as her; she also only hoped that her family members would be safe and sound.

Qiu Chen tapped his head and gently scolded, "What are you saying? Our plant race is born to protect this continent and the beastmen. Even if we have to sacrifice ourselves for this, it is an honor."

When Yu Wanwan heard the words "vegetative state patient," she was instantly shocked and speechless.

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