Farming Tree Spirit

"this!"

Rhodes was completely shocked.

Watching the scene happening in the distance in disbelief.

What kind of genetic cloning is this? It’s simply a biochemical weapon!

He never thought about it.

The replica created by the lantern plant was so terrifyingly lethal to black beasts that it killed more than a dozen first-level black beasts in an instant.

What made his scalp numb even more was its contagious nature.

Just one copy created so many lantern trees in the depression.

When more black beasts are attracted, won't they be able to continue to spread out?

"Good stuff!"

Rhodes stared at the lantern with bright eyes.

He had just noticed that the soul breath was escaping from the parasitized black beasts.

That is to say.

Lantern plants only like the smell of death.

I don't like things with life energy.

With a little guidance, this plant can spread all over the forest and clear out some of the black beasts in this area. Then he can enter the Druid's lair openly.

"Let's go back first."

Rhodes knew that this matter could not be rushed.

He silently noted the location of the lantern tree, turned around and left with the little thing, and hurried back to the altar again.

"How's it going? You're not in danger, are you?"

Augula hurriedly came forward.

"No, but I found something interesting."

Rhodes smiled mysteriously and described the scene he had just seen in detail, leaving Augula stunned for a moment.

"There are actually such plants?"

His eyes widened and he looked back at the harmless lantern tree.

As a war giant, he was not afraid of such parasitic things, but such exaggerated lethality and spread still surprised him.

Especially after hearing that Rhodes wanted to use this plant to eliminate black beasts, he was even more frightened by this bold idea.

But then I thought about it.

If you can only choose one between the black beast and the lantern tree, it seems that the lantern is indeed better. After all, it is a plant after all.

"Mr. Rhodes, do you really plan to go there and take a look? I heard that the Druid's lair is very winding, like an underground maze."

"We must go. We need more moon stones to repair the statue. Otherwise, how will you summon all your tribesmen to the forest?"

Those were dozens of free workers of level 4 and above. How could Rhodes just let them go?

When they are all awakened and their souls enter the dream forest, they will be equivalent to his original team.

When the time comes to sweep across the surrounding areas and expand the forest land, he won't need to do it himself.

And the druid lair.

This is the first step in his woodland expansion!

"Okay, we can't rush this matter. Let's wait a few days and wait for those lantern plants to spread completely before taking action."

As he spoke, Rhodes came to the edge of the altar again, carefully observed the lantern tree, and found that in addition to being parasitic and spreading, it would also continuously absorb black air and transform it into the light of the lantern.

This solved their problem of lighting at night, even though they didn't really need it.

After confirming that there is no impact.

He glanced at the already completely dark night, then turned back to the Well of the Moon and continued to hang up.

…

The next few days.

Nothing big happened.

Except that Ogula would bring a few black fruits from time to time and distribute them back to the tribe to sustain their lives, there was no big disturbance on the altar.

Rhodes would get up early and stay up late every day, casting spells on wheat fields and plantations. He worked hard to accumulate experience, and in the blink of an eye, he was already halfway through level 10.

[Demonized Tree Spirit lv10]

[Occupation: Gardener]

【Experience: 73/100】

[Common magic: Thorn Guard, Rainfall...]

[Professional magic: cultivation, harvest]

After these few days of cultivation and the bonus of harvest magic.

The yield of wheat is obviously much higher, and there are green ears of wheat, which look green at first glance.

As for the mutated small trees, they had grown to eight meters tall at this time. Even the small tree No. 2 grown from branches was over one meter tall. They were erected on both sides of the altar, forming two plantations, one large and one small.

But the strange thing is.

The smaller one showed no signs of giving birth to a jungle soul, and seemed to lack the spirituality of its original form.

Can't tell.

But every time Rod watered it, he always felt that it was stupid.

Fortunately, he inherited the main body's genes and has grown many black fruit embryos. It is estimated that he will be able to harvest them soon.

As for the flowers, plants and mushrooms in the plantation, he didn't know where they came from. It might be the spores that stuck to them when he got the seeds, or they might have grown on their own after the altar was restored.

In short, the types of planting he has now are much richer than when he first came here.

"It's decided."

"Let me pray for you today."

In the plantation, Rhodes chuckled, picked two black mushrooms and put them in his hands, intending to see if the moon god would harvest them.

If the Moon God is really fighting with the God of Death, he can also use it to poison the opponent. Maybe if he wins the battle, how many more rewards can be given to him?

Or the spirit of the Moon God in the sky could take away these mushrooms. Anyway, he wouldn't dare to take them and eat them casually.

"Goddess of the Moon, if you really die and can still hear my voice, then bless me with bad luck every day, rebuild the forest better, and preferably find a wife with big breasts, beauty and gentleness..."

Rod knelt in front of the Moon Well, mumbling to himself, saying a bunch of irrelevant words.

He didn't even notice that a dark shadow in the distance was slowly approaching the altar, hiding behind a stone and secretly watching him.

"Ga!"

"Roar!"

At this time.

The Soul Raven and Big Bear, who were chasing and playing on the side, seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly cried and roared towards the outside.

"What's wrong?"

Rod's prayer was interrupted, and he turned back vigilantly.

He saw the two Soul Ravens turned into blue afterimages and flew away, and the little thing even rode on Big Bear's back and rushed out of the altar and headed straight for the boulder outside.

The entire altar instantly went into alert.

"Wait a minute, it's me!"

Anxious shouts rang out.

Seeing this, the figure hiding behind the stone finally ran out and shouted towards the altar.

He looked closely.

It was the succubus Aina who had met before!

"Is it you?"

Rod looked surprised, and the little guys also braked suddenly and looked at her from a distance.

Obviously.

They all recognized the guy called purple chicken by Augla.

But now Augla is not here, and there is no more constant shouting beside.

"Why, I...can't I come?"

Aina shouted at the altar through the little guys.

Seeing Rod again, she suddenly became nervous and muttered to herself.

"First throw a wink...then bend forward and deliberately expose...then hum and hum...what's next...what's next?"

Aina kept reviewing the charms taught by the succubus seniors in her mind, and her palms were sweating with nervousness.

Thanks to [Lyuio] for the reward of 5000 starting coins!