Chapter 51 Exposed [VIP]

Although what he said was extremely lofty, Luke was actually still feeling dizzy.

The elves' singing is naturally hallucinogenic. To put it bluntly, no matter whether it sounds good or bad, it is essentially mental pollution and will burden the soul.

He sighed softly.

The dragons have physical bodies, the elves have sonic weapons, but he only has beautiful black and shiny hair.

Hey hey hey hey.

Luke amused himself, with a strange smile on his face, which added a bit of persuasiveness, as if he really had some different understanding of art.

The high priest looked down upon his showing off of tricks and gimmicks.

Just as he was about to say something, the trace of leaves between his eyebrows turned back to its original state, and the same happened to Luke.

The leaves float in front of you, which means you are qualified to negotiate a deal.

There was no further verbal exchange, and both Luke and the high priest were wasting their time.

Before coming here, Luke had studied the information about the elves. He used his finger as a pen and began to write what he needed on the leaves.

The high priest finished writing quickly, his eyes quietly watching the surroundings. The person next to him obviously had a lot of things to do, and he kept using the shrinking technique to make more space.

Unfortunately, when he wanted to take a closer look, a figure silently blocked his probing gaze.

Quill stood between the two.

After writing and handing in the leaf, Luke came back with some uncertainty. He wrote down everything about setting up the network and why he came there, but he didn't know whether it was right or wrong.

The quill nodded slightly, silently expressing its affirmation.

The astrologer only said that there was a breakthrough in the Elf King. When talking to a strong person, it is a taboo to beat around the bush.

Of the two leaves, the Elf King first looked at the brief one belonging to the High Priest.

"The fruit of wisdom you requested is much more valuable than the life fluid."

High Priest: "They have different uses, but a hundred drops of Life Liquid are definitely worth the price."

The Elf King did not give an answer immediately, and looked at the leaves below.

At first he showed some interest, but the elves had little contact with the outside world, so this interest was not much. After reading the whole thing, those cold green eyes darkened.

Luke could feel that the Elf King really had a hint of murderous intent at this moment.

The high priest's look became somewhat meaningful.

The Fruit of Wisdom did not cause much disturbance to the Elf King, so what on earth did this evil boy ask for so highly?

"As this is an important transaction, you don't have to make a decision right away. You can think about it for a few days."

He had a feeling that this matter was not simple, and that staying a few more days could be used to find out what Luke was up to.

The coldness in the Elf King's eyes had not yet faded. After a moment, he called the guards to take them away.

When they got to the door, the guard took out two wooden signs and said, "The light above will guide you to the tree house. Don't wander around. Most elves don't like outsiders."

Aside from rangers and guards who frequently deal with visitors, other adult light elves are hostile to outsiders due to a dark history.

The guards returned to the hall to stand guard.

As they walked along the path towards the light source, the group encountered many unfriendly looks.

Luke looked very happy: "I like it very much."

No matter what race, mixed blood or pure blood, everyone can enjoy the hatred of equality here.

Nice!

High Priest: I’m sick.

Seeing the elves coming and going on the cobblestone walkway in the air, he suppressed the coldness in his expression. It won't be long before these self-righteous elves will be completely wiped out from history.

In the past, he was always the guest of honor wherever he went, but now he was treated coldly everywhere and he couldn't get angry, so the high priest returned to the tree house early and was too lazy to walk around any more.

After the high priest left quickly, Luke felt that the air became much fresher.

Every time he met an unfriendly elf, he would greet it in a friendly way.

The adult elf who was deliberately blocking the road didn't know how to respond when he saw this smiling human. He snorted angrily and ran to another cobblestone road.

"These light elves are so naive." Luke shook his head.

Quill reminded: "Their arrows are not pure."

After breathing in the fresh air, the damage previously caused by the singing was offset a lot.

Luke's mind became clear again.

He did not immediately worry about the opportunity treasure that made the network take shape. Instead, he frowned and said, "Do you feel something is wrong?"

Especially the fact that the high priest gave away the life liquid.

Quill asked, "Do you suspect a conspiracy in the Holy See?"

Luke shook his head and nodded.

It was true that he hated the Holy See, but he rarely let prejudice cloud his judgment.

"Life fluid..." Luke muttered for a long time. As he repeated, the ferret on his shoulder left a message with its claws. The handwriting was very sloppy:

Curses, spiritual consciousness, old illnesses, magical injuries... the life fluid is indeed said to be able to heal everything, and no problems have occurred so far.

Seeing that Luke was still frowning, Quill Pen said, "Go and have a rest first, and think about it later."

Luke stopped right there and said, "Wait, how long has the Tree of Life existed?"

Ignoring the presence of the ferret, Quill said directly, "It has been here since the time of the ancestors of mankind."

Lujia's eyes lit up: "Let's go back."

Quill raised an eyebrow, he didn't think the other party was the type to give up easily.

"I am going back to the Elf King," Luke said, "I want to file a complaint."

In the palace, the stage was empty. The Elf King was sitting in the audience, occasionally humming a few lines.

When there were no performances, the lights in the hall glowed orange-red, and combined with the off-tune singing, there was a sense of absurdity before the show ended.

The song stopped at the sound of footsteps.

The Elf King knew who was coming without turning around, and his tone was still as misty as before.

"I was originally curious about who could make the dragon clan and the saints look at him differently."

Luke smiled and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."

There was some disappointment. Luke was indeed talented in music, but the Elf King saw through his utilitarian character at a glance.

There is no superior or inferior personality, it's just that he doesn't like it very much.

Luke does not save this.

If you think utilitarianism is bad, it is because the scope of your interest projection is not wide enough.

After walking a little closer, he sang a few lines.

The Elf King, who was originally sitting quietly, had a strange light bursting out from his green eyes.

He sang along subconsciously.

Just with such a casual hum, the guards at the door were startled, and Quill and Ferret thought there was something wrong with their ears.

Is the Elf King possessed? Not only is it not unpleasant to the ear, but it is melodious and soft.

Luke: “There are many songs like this that are approachable.”

Even if you are tone-deaf, you can still sing, and sing very well.

It’s a pity that the popular songs nowadays want to add all kinds of techniques into them, and the Elf King, who is already suffering from the curse, naturally performs a thrilling effect.

"Music belongs to everyone," he stressed. "As long as the melody is suitable, the pitch won't affect you."

The Elf King tried it again and was deeply amazed at the effect.

After a long while, he finally said, "The Dragon Clan really didn't make a mistake."

The change of mindset happens in an instant.

Luke brought him a completely new way of thinking, and he believed that composing music and lyrics might not require too much piling up.

In the past, the Elf King might not have appreciated these catchy songs. Under the influence of traditional thinking, everyone's subconscious mind equates easy with cheap.

Only after experiencing a curse can one appreciate the beauty of returning to nature.

Seeing that the prejudice had been eliminated, Luke explained the reason for his return: "Sir, the life fluid brought by the high priest may have problems. Please be cautious before using it."

This is a pretty serious accusation.

The Elf King came back to his senses from the beauty of the music, his eyes sharp and intimidating.

When they looked at each other, and after seeing no sign of avoidance in the boy's eyes, he said, "Tell me in detail."

The bottle exudes endless vitality, and it is unlikely that the life fluid can be faked.

"It is said that the Life Liquid can cleanse the curse, rejuvenate the body, and even restore youth. It is strange that such a good thing has no side effects."

It was a far-fetched reason. The Elf King shook his head and said, "Not all items have side effects. For example, the fruit of wisdom. I know that you have a bad relationship with the Holy Court..."

"It has nothing to do with the Holy See." Luke suddenly interrupted the Elf King, startling the guards.

You are so brave.

"I once saw the Demon Ancestor when I was baptized in the blood pool."

The Elf King narrowed his eyes and said, "The Demon Ancestor told you that there is something wrong with the life fluid?"

"The Demon Ancestor didn't say."

He can make it up like this, but it's likely to backfire.

Luke first mentioned his ancestral bloodline, which has long been no secret, and then said that black hair is the sign of ancestral bloodline.

The Elf King subconsciously rejected this answer for the same reason Luke had thought: "Black hair is so special, there should be accurate records."

Luka took a deep breath and said, "Because the Demon Ancestor is bald."

In order to save some face for the Demon Ancestor, he did not fully announce the matter to the public. The demons also thought that the same hairstyle was a prank on the royal nobles, and it was even more impossible to spread "rumors", so most of the people present were shocked.

"The statue can only be looked up to forever. The rules that contain the will of the Demon Ancestor are also to prevent the public from seeing his baldness."

It's so outrageous, but the logic makes sense.

Luke: "You can use the Eye of Truth or Identification on me."

His frankness had already made the Elf King believe him 80%. Even if he was lying, most people could not think of such an exaggerated lie.

Lujia continued, "The Demon Ancestor said that baldness is a side effect of cultivation. Life fluid can promote the rejuvenation of the body. He cares so much about this matter, why didn't he try the life fluid at that time?"

Whether the life fluid is given or used, strict records must be kept.

If the Demon Ancestor had been to the Holy Court, there would be records in historical documents.

The Elf King was helpless: "The relationship between the two tribes was not good at that time, and it didn't affect the cultivation."

Just no hair.

Luke asked steadily: "What if it is you who is bald, and the dark elf happens to have the life fluid in his hand?"

Elf King: “…”

Set out immediately.

Luke looked at Quill and the ferret again.

The quill pen actually doesn't care about appearance, it is already in a state of imperfection. But if only the hair won’t grow… then we still have to think of a way.

The ferret imagined what it would look like if it were bald, and silently protected its head with its claws.

Finally, Luke looked at the elf guard at the door.

He used magic to sketch out a few boiled eggs in the air with just a few strokes.

The guards swallowed hard, their hair standing on end in horror.

You must try every possible means to grow your hair!

Luke laughed inwardly.

You see, even though you say it doesn’t matter, you don’t feel the pain unless the knife cuts yourself.

Let you try to make one bald.

There was no evidence, but after putting themselves in the shoes of the others, including the guards, they began to feel that something was not right about the deal.

The Elf King pondered for a moment.

He paid more attention to one detail than the others. Earlier, when Luke mentioned that the Demon Ancestor wanted to remedy the situation, his body was too strong and was completely immune to high-level potions.

Since you want to be treated, there is no reason not to try the life fluid.

The life fluid has only been auctioned in the past three hundred years. The saints put pressure on the Holy Court, causing some of their industries to shrink drastically. In the era of the Demon Ancestor, it was impossible to obtain it through auction.

As long as the other party has tried it, it will definitely leave historical traces.

So what is the reason that makes the Demon Ancestor not even consider using it?

Luke smiled and said, "You might as well agree to the deal and give the Holy See a fake fruit of wisdom. If they don't ask for an explanation, then this will be interesting."

The Holy See suddenly used a large amount of life fluid to exchange for wisdom fruit. Under normal circumstances, it must be for urgent use.

If they never use it, it means the deal is a sham.

"If they ask for an explanation, you will pay ten times the price for the fake one, and then pay ten more fakes."

“…”

If you bet wrong, you will just have to pay compensation and lose face, but if you bet right... that's no longer a small problem.

The Elf King lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

After expressing his doubts about the life fluid, Luke did not forget the real purpose of this trip and mentioned the Internet tentatively again.

The Elf King asked in a deep voice: "Do you know what the terminal platform you are looking for that can be accessed by all visitors is?"

In the oppressive atmosphere, Luke shook his head.

He did not show any fear, nor could he show any fear. He looked directly into those cold green eyes and said, "What do I need in exchange?"

"exchange?"

The Elf King's eyebrows turned cold as he said these two words, "Don't mention this matter anymore. I will ask the elders to prepare a generous gift so that you won't return empty-handed..."

The slightly deep voice paused, and a few green crystal points of light appeared in the air without anyone noticing.

Very beautiful, with an indescribable sense of vitality.

Luca was very sure that the light spot did not appear from a certain person, nor did it float over from outside. It seemed to be generated out of thin air.

The light spot came to the Elf King and disappeared in a flash.

The Elf King's expression suddenly became a little strange. After staring at Luke silently for a few seconds, he said in surprise: "It wants to see you."

Luke looked puzzled.

A quarter of an hour later, after walking around layers of white escalators and entering the bottom of the palace, a more magical world appeared before our eyes.

The surrounding area is almost isolated from most magic, and even the most basic lighting magic is difficult to use. Countless dark rivers surged. Since the 'it' mentioned by the Elf King only wanted to see Luka, the Quill and the Snow Ferret could not go deeper. Luka followed the Elf King alone with a lantern.

The dark and humid environment does not seem cold at all. Green spots of light are floating everywhere, and when you get close to these dancing fluorescent lights, you can feel a faint warmth.

When he saw where all the light converged, Luke shook the hand holding the lantern.

What a big tree!

Before today, he had never imagined that one day he would be able to describe a tree as majestic and magnificent.

Unlike the tree of life in the devil's dream, the one in front of him did not have a sense of isolation from the world, but instead exuded affinity.

There are many strange-shaped mushrooms growing around the big tree, and you can occasionally see small animals.

"Go ahead, don't be nervous."

When they were almost under the tree, the Elf King whispered, "This is the Tree of Wisdom, and it is also the true pillar of the elves."

Luke's throat moved, and he had a bad feeling.

Thinking of the murderous intent that flashed across the Elf King's mind earlier, could it be that what he was looking for was related to this Tree of Wisdom?

He suddenly felt that the Elf King's previous indifference was due to the other party's good temper.

Elf King: "The Tree of Wisdom is a divine object of innate wisdom. The vastness of its consciousness space far exceeds the limits of your imagination."

Standing under the huge tree, Luke felt a little at a loss for the first time.

Modern people often talk about tree networks, and many signal base stations are disguised as big trees. Who would have thought that one day they would face concrete trees.

How to deal with it?

You can't just sing "There is wisdom fruit on the tree of wisdom, and you and me under the tree of wisdom."

Elf King: "Tell it in detail about your network."

Luke delayed closing his eyes for a moment to calm himself.

The Tree of Wisdom is willing to meet you, so there must be something that touches it. I must find this point and magnify it.

"The Internet will greatly change the world in the future..."

After talking a lot in one breath and almost feeling dry-mouthed, Luke finally discovered some patterns. When he talked about the role of the Internet in the world, the wisdom tree reacted calmly, but when he mentioned that everyone was communicating on a common platform, the branches and leaves of the wisdom tree swayed slightly.

This is the key point!

Lujia immediately described it in detail: "With the help of the Internet platform, different races can communicate at any time. In the past, such opportunities were only available to the Wanchaohui. At the same time, it can also inspire them to make some creative inventions..."

When I finally stopped reciting a 10,000-word composition, the branch swayed a little.

The Elf King took a step forward at the right time.

His forehead rested against the bark, his long golden hair swayed, and a light flickered between his eyebrows. The scene was sacred and beautiful.

When he opened his eyes again, the Elf King's expression became serious.

"You have three days to find a way to prove the influence of the Internet you mentioned."

He looked at Luke, and the lush leaves seemed to be looking at the young man under the tree.

Luke couldn't help but feel a headache.

It is now almost certain that the opportunity mentioned by the astrologer is related to this tree, but it cannot be proven without the cooperation of the Tree of Wisdom.

This is the limitation of the times.

No matter how much he talks, it is difficult to truly understand the value of the Internet unless you experience it yourself.

"Okay, but I need to use the elves as a pilot. This way you can see the most realistic feedback, and at the same time, we need to bring in another foreigner..."

Amid the rustling of leaves, Luke communicated repeatedly.

After spending a long time with the elves, he also became imbued with the scent of nature.

The small animals running around nearby were no longer shy. Some of them lay on the glowing mushrooms, while others simply pulled at his trouser legs to play.

…

When it was getting dark and the tree lights in the forest were lit up, Luke returned to the tree house.

In the tree house only a few hundred meters away, there was a line of sight watching secretly.

Luke had an extraordinary sense of perception, and he knew without a second thought that it was the high priest who was spying on him.

After closing the doors and windows, he set up another barrier.

Quill was sitting at the wooden table writing something, his hair looked gray and silver under the light, which was closer to his original hair color.

"You should also develop the good habit of keeping a diary."

Luke: “…”

Thanks for the invitation.

When he got closer, Luke found that what he wrote was not a diary, but some magical structures.

Feather Pen said calmly, "Network construction will inevitably require a large amount of magical architecture to support it."

The feeling of not fighting alone made Luke's nerves, which had been tense all day, relax a little.

He took out a few palm-sized oval objects and described what happened during their previous meeting.

"It contains leaves from the Tree of Wisdom, which can connect to the tree's consciousness space."

The fruit of wisdom is the fruit of a tree. Although the existence of the tree of wisdom has not been officially disclosed, it is not a secret either.

Luka sighed: "The leaves of the Tree of Wisdom can actually be separated from the main body and remain immortal. No wonder everything we say and do on the island cannot be hidden from it."

"I've asked the forger for help. Some elves will be able to get this minimalist mobile terminal by tomorrow night at the latest."

Neither the Elf King nor Luke is good at smelting, but fortunately the elves have many blacksmiths who have failed in previous transactions and can produce them in large quantities.

However, to further break through the limitations of space and distance, it is necessary to embed inscriptions, magic stones and other supporting kinetic energy, which is definitely impossible to do in a short period of time.

After Luke finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought it would take a lot more effort to convince the Wisdom Tree."

Although it is not easy now, it is already the best result.

The feather pen pondered for a moment and said, "Everything will grow old, and in the end, we can only choose between seeking a breakthrough or waiting for death."

Judging from the length of time the Tree of Wisdom has existed, it may have entered a period of decline.

Luke had considered this, too. Throughout the conversation, the Tree of Wisdom showed an extraordinary interest in absorbing the different civilizations of various races.

This must be significant in its own right.

Quill asked, "Have you figured out how to prove the influence of the Internet?"

Luke nodded: "Of course."

It only takes three steps to prove it to the elves.

Question the Internet, understand the Internet, and become an Internet addict.

The author has something to say:

Excerpt from Luke's diary:

Thank you, Demon Ancestor, for letting the light of wisdom shine upon me.

High Priest, prepare to die!

Demon Ancestor: ... [Involves insulting language] [Demon body attack] [Reported]

The thick and long one is asking for nutrient solution. It is only a little bit away from being on the list. The Demon Ancestor randomly drops a hundred small red envelopes~