"What this tree said... is so bold!"

As Wang Lan listened to the sounds of the trees, he felt as if he himself was being affected.

Meanwhile, the vines below kept popping out from the ground and then winding through the forest, turning the lush greenery into withered yellow wherever they went.

It seemed as if the large tree was using its vines as a guide to absorb the life force of the forest below.

The brother and sister looked up at the sky and saw that the dark green hidden behind the clouds seemed to be shining little by little, gradually turning into an emerald green color.

Sun Muchen clicked his tongue and said, "That sounds nice, but it's all for your own sake, to regain peace!"

"No, this is not for myself."

The tree's voice rang out, "Only by gathering the will of this earth, and by gathering the strength of our race, can we hope to challenge the source of the mutation, and only then can our race have a longer future!"

Sun Muchen retorted, "But aren't you doing this for yourself? You've drained the forest's life force, sacrificed your so-called species, and turned it into your own power. Does that mean you're giving your species a longer future?"

"Don't forget, the impact of what you call mutation is on the whole world, including flowers, birds, fish, beasts, grass, trees and forests. Among them, although my species is also evolving, due to the difference in species structure, we cannot move freely like birds and beasts. We can only take root in the ground. Although we can grow taller, some herbivorous creatures can still feed on us. Even carnivorous animals will choose to eat my species to fill their stomachs when they have nowhere else to go. Although I grow to the sky and the earth, in a sense, we are still a relatively vulnerable group."

Upon hearing this, the brother and sister exchanged a glance.

Sun Muchen said, "But looking at the land now, it's clearly dominated by forests and vegetation. How can you say you're a vulnerable group?"

"Heh..." Tree chuckled and said, "You humans once had an idiom, called... a frog in a well!"

Sun Muchen: "(￢_￢)"

The tree continued, “As you humans say, this is certainly a process of great evolution in the eyes of organic life forms, but what you humans call mutation also has its reasons. It’s just that you humans have always been arrogant and like to define the development of things with your own thinking, but you don’t know that this so-called mutation is not just an explosive evolution of life forms, but actually the evolution of this planet.”

"The planet expanded several times over during this process, which caused the land area on the planet to expand considerably, but the forest area did not expand because the erosion from wind and sand in the northwest far exceeded the reproduction rate of our population. In addition, the rapid evolution of animals required a lot of food, and a single evolved family of woodpeckers could destroy a small population of ours."

"A single species of termite can be devastating to us."

"A single spark could wipe out our entire species!"

"Not every species has someone like me."

“Our living environment is already in grave danger, so I need to stop this process, to stop the great evolution of organisms. In the past, our species relied on human 'afforestation' to survive. Now, we can only place our hopes on ourselves, and I am our hope.”

"I must end this process!"

At this moment, the vines had swept through the entire forest below, leaving only withered and decaying landscapes as far as the eye could see. Above the dark clouds, the emerald green seemed to radiate a faint glow, full of boundless vitality and hope.

Sun Muchen looked up at the sky, sighed, and said, "Amidst this vitality and hope, there is also human despair and fear."

“I don’t kill bad people,” the tree’s voice rang out. “The human energy I draw from consists of selfish people who will do anything to survive, but I will spare the good people.”

"Oh?" Sun Muchen was surprised and asked, "Then how many people have you released?"

"Besides the two of you... there's no one else."

Sun Muchen: "..."

Wang Lan: "..."

The tree said, "You two are the only two humans I've ever seen who are willing to sacrifice themselves to save each other. Perhaps the future of humanity will fall on your shoulders. Of course, this could also be my imagination, since you are father and son from a genetic perspective."

"Depend on!"

Wang Lan blurted out a curse, "Get this straight, we're siblings, not father and daughter!"

“Alright,” the tree said, “I respect your wishes. Hold onto your daughter tight, let’s go!”

"I……"

Just as Wang Lan was about to unleash a torrent of curses, he suddenly felt the soil wrapped in vines, which served as his foothold, spring forward violently. He quickly planted the Vajra Umbrella into the ground while simultaneously gripping Sun Muchen tightly with his other hand.

A fierce wind rushed towards them, whistling past their ears. Although vines were there to shield them from the wind, the effect was minimal. Sun Muchen couldn't open her eyes because the wind was so strong. If Wang Lan hadn't been holding her, she felt she would have been blown away.

Fortunately, he remained conscious. With a thought, blue light emanated from Sun Muchen's body, transforming into beams of light that traveled against the wind, blocking the outer edge of the vines. Then, the beams opened up, forming a barrier that enveloped the two of them.

They then felt much better.

Wang Lan breathed a sigh of relief and released Sun Muchen's hand.

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