With the blessing of the Elf King, the Wood Spirit Orb, and the Seed of the Plane, Ange's spiritual power is no longer just the wood element, but a rich life force, even comparable to the power released by the Tree of Life.
After sending messages for a while, An Ge received a message from the little twig: "I'm full."
An Ge quickly withdrew her spiritual power, looking at the sapling that had grown plumper, a smile in her eyes.
She probably planted the Tree of Life without even realizing it herself. When she looked at the Tree of Life, her eyes held a loving gaze, as if she were looking at her own cub.
For the next few days, Ange kept channeling energy into the seedlings by the Holy Spring. She would stop when the seedlings were full, let them digest the energy, and then channel it again. She repeated this process for several days until the seedlings of the Tree of Life were no longer bare.
An Ge looked at the two small leaves that had grown on the tree trunk and breathed a sigh of relief.
With the help of its own spiritual power, the Tree of Life grew much faster than expected. If nothing unexpected happens, it will probably grow into a sapling in less than a hundred years.
The sapling of the Tree of Life happily hugged Ange's fingers with its two leaves and even rubbed against them affectionately.
"You little sapling, you really know how to be affectionate," An Ge said with a doting smile, and what greeted her was an even more intimate dependence.
With the Tree of Life's growth no longer a problem, Ango, after obtaining permission from the Lundna people, filled a small portion of the sacred spring into a special container.
Under the influence of the Tree of Life, after a hundred years, both sacred springs will be restored to their original state.
A century is but a blink of an eye for the Elven race.
While Ango was planting trees, the dwarf chieftain Cook, who had already returned to his tribe, immediately summoned everyone in the tribe and announced that their god had appeared.
"Chief, shall we worship the same god as the elves?" a member of the tribe asked in confusion.
Cook twitched his mustache. "What's wrong with sharing the same faith? As long as they can help us, what difference does it make who we believe in? Besides, those elves are too powerful. If we share the same faith with them, we'll get their protection in the future."
After Cook finished speaking, he felt that he was really too smart.
After hearing their clan leader's explanation, the other dwarves nodded in agreement. "Clan leader, how should we entertain the gods?"
Cook also thought about this question for a long time. "What we create will certainly not be appreciated by the gods, but is the thing important? No, what matters is the intention."
We must strive to show the divine our sincerity and offer our faith. I know some of you still harbor doubts about God; well, once you see the divine being in person, I believe those doubts will vanish.
Cook looked at the group of about a hundred people, waved his hand, and began his daily motivational speech.
After the meeting, Cook summoned a few clever members of his tribe and said, "I'm going to the goblin tribe. These next few days, you all should spread the word about the glory of my god to your tribe."
“But we’ve never seen a god,” one of the dwarves said, perplexed.
Cook looked at him with exasperation and said, "Just use the most flattering words to describe it: now is not the time for us to choose our faith, but the time for whether God will accept us."
When the god comes to our tribe, we must make sure he feels the tribe's most devout faith.
After settling matters within his tribe, Cook rushed off to the goblin tribe.
"Brother, this is a rare opportunity, you must seize it." Cook said earnestly to the goblin chieftain.
The goblin chieftain looked at his elder brother gratefully, "I certainly believe what you say, but I'm afraid the gods will despise us."
Cook said nonchalantly, "I've met the gods, and she's the most forgiving of all. Don't worry, if your goblin race is protected by the gods, let's see if other races dare to bully you."
The goblins are in an awkward position. They have little combat ability; their only skill is finding ores. But apart from their dwarf race, other races have little need for ores.
Therefore, the goblins are basically dependent on the dwarves. Over the years, the goblins have helped the dwarves a lot, and Cook naturally wouldn't forget his good brothers for such a good deed.
Having gained the goblin's approval, Cook returned to his tribe with happy steps.
The purpose of this trip to the goblins is to get them to worship the gods together with the dwarves. Firstly, it will provide a way out for the goblins, the dwarves' good brothers. Secondly, with the goblins as a united front, the dwarves will be able to better resist the pressure from the elves.
“I’m such a smart guy,” Cook exclaimed again, with a hint of regret that no one understood him.
When Ange finished cultivating the Tree of Life and left the Elven territory, she saw the Dwarf Chieftain's wrinkled, orange-peel-like smiling face.
"Cook?" Ango was somewhat surprised. The dwarf wouldn't be waiting here all this time, would he?
Cook's smile widened when he saw An Ge. "Sir, are you done with your work? You've had a hard time these past few days."
Before An Ge could speak, Leonard's angry voice rang out, "Cook, you've gone too far! How dare you try to steal the favor of the gods from us!"
He was already furious when he heard Jon talk about it before, and now that he saw his old rival, he was even angrier.
“My lord, you mustn’t be fooled by this old fellow.” Leonard showed no airs of an Elf King and recounted the story of Cook and the dwarves.
Cook didn't reply, only looked at An Ge with a wry smile, his eyes filled with helplessness.
The aroma of tea is simply irresistible!
After Leonard finished speaking, An Ge shook her head and said, "You should spend more time with Nat when you have time."
Although Nate always puts on airs, he's full of tricks and schemes, much smarter than Leonard.
Leonard did not understand the meaning behind Ango's words, but as Ango's believer, he dared not disobey God's instructions.
He had originally intended to become a follower of Ango, and after Ango revived the Tree of Life, the entire tribe became the most devout believers.
Leonard can say with certainty that their faith is definitely more steadfast than that of the Nat people.
Although he didn't particularly like the Elf King, the gods' instructions were surely correct, so he would try to spend more time with him in the future.
After giving Leonard some instructions, Ange, under Leonard's "you heartless man" gaze, awkwardly followed Cook toward the dwarf tribe.
Don't think she didn't see it; Cook gave Leonard a smug look before leaving.
What a cunning dwarf!
The dwarves were not far from the elves. Because each race had a small population, they lived together in groups and almost all gathered in one area.
No wonder the dwarves can come to the elves' door every day to gather information.
As Ange walked, she felt as if she were traversing a primeval forest. Apart from the trees not being as tall as those of the elves, the scenery outside was not much different.
Ange saw a track leading to the dwarf territory at the entrance, with a vehicle on it that could be called a car. It gave her the illusion of jumping from a primitive society to an industrial society all at once.
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