Farming Tree Spirit

"Lord, what are you holding?"

Ogula and the little thing who were feeling the breath of the tree god ran over and looked at the mushroom in Rhode's hand curiously.

The little thing came over and sniffed it with its nose, and immediately ran away screaming, as if it didn't like the smell of the red mushroom.

"I just picked the mushroom, do you want to eat it?"

Rhode handed it to Ogula.

Ogula looked down for a moment, and suddenly looked disgusted: "I don't want it, there is a flame breath that I hate in it, and I will feel uncomfortable if I eat it."

After that, he turned and left.

Continue to take root and meditate under the statue of the tree god.

"Is it really that bad?"

Rhode looked at the mushroom in his hand, and was a little worried that the believers would dislike it.

What if he had diarrhea after eating it, wouldn't it mean that the believers would lose 1?

"Forget it, who cares, as long as he doesn't die from eating it."

Anyway, no one will eat this mushroom, so it's better to use it for prayer. If it can increase the output of the Moon Spring, it will be a big profit.

Even if it doesn't work, it's not a loss.

After all, there are so many mushrooms in this mushroom plantation that they can grow into a large area if you don't pay attention to them. Some of them even grow directly on the trees.

Thinking of this.

Rhodes came to the Moon Well.

Put the mushrooms in place, dig the roots into the soil, close his eyes and carefully feel the spiritual atmosphere in the Moon Well.

Prepare to randomly select a lucky believer and ask him to taste the big red mushrooms he just picked.

...

"How is it?"

"Is there any news from Sir Thomas?"

Raven Town.

In the Magic Tower.

Although it was already evening, there were still several nobles with anxious faces, surrounding the passing apprentices and asking about Thomas's situation.

"Dear guests, our mentor said that it is not convenient to see guests for the time being. You should go back first."

The apprentice said respectfully but weakly.

He has encountered such nobles visiting at least ten times today, and each time they come to ask about the black mushrooms.

At the beginning.

They were also happy that the Magic Tower was valued.

But as more and more people came to visit, they didn't think so anymore. They just hoped that this damn auction storm would pass quickly.

"I heard that Mrs. Larry, who bought the mushrooms before, held a banquet for noble ladies in her own manor and invited all the celebrities from the surrounding territories, even the wife of Viscount Garden."

In the corner, an apprentice who was sorting books whispered.

As soon as this was said, the expressions of the apprentices around him suddenly became strange.

They finally knew.

Why did the news spread so quickly.

It turned out that Mrs. Larry was showing off everywhere, even to the Viscountess.

But think about it.

Who else.

Suddenly a dozen years younger, wouldn't the first reaction be to show off to others?

These nobles who hold wine glasses and pretend to be elegant all day long regard face as more important than anything else.

Especially those noble ladies.

Scrape the face with a knife, and you can scrape out a thick layer of powder, which is more powdery than Uncle Tony who builds walls in the town.

"I can't understand why you spend so much gold coins just for beauty. You might as well use it to buy magic potions."

"Don't you know that the price of magic potions has increased? Those black-hearted alchemists and chambers of commerce heard about the revival of magic elements and tripled the price overnight!"

"Ah? Shouldn't the price of elements be reduced when they are revived?"

"No, more people are learning magic, but the consumption of potions has increased. They also say that as long as you drink their potions, you can catch up with the trend of the new era. What a psychopath."

There are many professions in this world.

Knights, swordsmen, magicians, alchemists, merchants, rangers...

Each profession has its own unique promotion path and different advancement requirements.

But there is one thing.

It is common to all professions.

That is to be promoted to legend!

Legend is both a rank and a reputation.

It means that a person has promoted his own profession to a height that ordinary people cannot reach, which is equivalent to the authority of the current profession.

And there is a necessary condition for being promoted to legend.

The spread of one's own reputation.

Only those professionals with great reputations have the opportunity to embark on the road of legend and become true legends!

So.

The more competitors you have.

The fewer chances you have to become famous.

The fewer chances you have to become a legend.

Naturally, some ambitious people will not choose the most popular professions at the moment, but will be more keen on studying unpopular professions.

The revival of magic elements.

It undoubtedly gives them the hope of becoming legends.

Because there are few competitors now!

Just make some big noise, kill a dragon or something, and then promote it, give yourself the title of dragon slayer, and your fame will come in a rush, right?

Those merchants grasped this point accurately, selling magic equipment and magic potions at a discount, and even changed the GG words, such as:

"Be one step ahead, and you have a legend in your hand!"

"Use xxx, you will be the next magic legend!"

"Are you still worried about being promoted to a legend? xx Chamber of Commerce has launched a one-stop magic service, and you can advance at high speed without worrying about the whole process!"

Good guy.

Under this wave of overwhelming publicity.

There are indeed a large number of professionals who have taken the bait and switched to magic, hoping to gain some fame before those magic geniuses become famous, and then strive to become a legend. It is really a case of one person daring to brag and the other daring to buy.

While the apprentices were chatting.

In the meditation room on the top floor of the tower.

Thomas sat on the magic circle, meditating as usual, trying to communicate with the dream forest again.

As the purest spiritual plane.

The dream forest is undoubtedly the holy land of elemental mages, just like the death abyss of the necromancer.

Even if it is only a short entry into the dream forest, their souls can be cleansed and their ability to sense magic elements can be improved.

Three hundred years ago.

Thomas was fortunate to successfully enter the periphery of the dream forest during a deep meditation.

On that night, his magic level improved by leaps and bounds, directly from a mediocre apprentice to a talented magic genius, which led to his later life.

Everything he saw in the dream forest at that time made him unforgettable!

Looking back now, the elemental elves in the sky and the white jade holy tree towering between heaven and earth are still in his mind, just like a dream.

"Lord Moon God, I hope you don't blame Thomas for the offense."

Thomas muttered to himself.

He was actually a little worried that the Moon God would blame him for throwing away the mushrooms.

He swore.

At that time, he just had a severe stomachache and his thoughts were disordered, so he accidentally threw it away.

After all, when he first got the mushrooms, he ate one without hesitation and had no doubts about the gift from the Moon God.

For this.

He also spent a lot of money.

He bought a space ring as a sacrifice and placed it on the altar in front of him, just to get the forgiveness of the Moon God.

Maybe it was because of his piety.

Or maybe it was just good luck.

Just when he closed his eyes and prayed, a surge of life suddenly emerged, covering the entire meditation array.

Swish!

A flash of light.

The ring on the altar disappeared, and a large number of sacrifices appeared out of thin air. They did not disappear with the ring, but buried Thomas alive on the spot.

"What's going on!?"

Thomas opened his eyes in shock and found that the whole room had been flooded with the sacrifices he prepared. He struggled to get up and tried to crawl out.

But before he climbed far, he found that two red mushrooms had appeared in front of him, causing the temperature in the meditation room to rise suddenly.

"This is..."

Thomas reached out and subconsciously touched the mushroom.

But unexpectedly.

A surge of flame energy suddenly burst out from the mushroom.

"Boom!!"

The meditation room on the top of the tower exploded directly, and the entire magic tower shook violently.

The huge movement shocked the nobles and apprentices below, and they all hurriedly ran out of the tower.

When he looked up.

He saw Thomas, whose body was burnt black and his hair exploded, holding two flaming things, laughing and crawling out of the ruins.

"I knew it, I knew that Lord Moon God would forgive me, hahahaha..."

His laughter was very loud.

Even the residents passing by could hear it, and they all looked over here.

"It's over, Sir Thomas is crazy!"