People are in the original god, telling a book

The king of grass, the king of grass.

do you still remember
In the past, where the flowers grew, where the sun rose.

There was a sapling, sticking its branches out of the soil.

There was a float there, full of flowers and soil.

There is a group of human beings picking the fruit with a smile.

Then, they prepared a beautiful house.

That is the palace, covered with sweet green grass; that is the bottom of the tree, and when you look up, you can see the luxuriant branches and leaves.

Human beings welcomed the little grass into the palace with a smile, carried her in a flower boat, and surrounded her with songs.

Then, they closed the door.

【why? 】

In the palace, the grass asked softly.

But the sapling failed to respond to her.

But the float has long been thrown into the corner.

But the people who welcomed her into the palace with a smile had already torn off their disguised masks, revealing indifferent faces.

[God. God, why are you unwilling to send down the guidance of wisdom? 】

The older humans, dressed in brocade clothes, stared at her with disappointed eyes.

[In other words, you are not wisdom itself, but just a leaf under wisdom.Just like a humble blade of grass can never become a real tree. 】

The older human sighed softly, he was missing something, but he was thinking about something.

【.After all, the true wisdom has completely disappeared.If a giant tree falls, it will nourish all things, and it is understandable that a small piece of grass will be blessed - in this case, you can stay here. 】

In the years that followed, human beings came in batch after batch.They have different looks and ages.

Some people are as indifferent as the first one, and some feel compassion for this little grass, but in the end they all fell into silence.

People come and go, time is also passing, and the little grass just stays alone in the castle.

【why? 】

In the palace, the little grass asked softly.

This time, even people are unwilling to respond to her, only the ever-changing dream is quietly growing in the illusory.

Then one day, she dreamed of the first moment.

The float was bouncing and bouncing, Xiaocao opened her eyes.

The human stretched out his hand to her and shouted happily: [God, we finally found you! 】

She doesn't understand, but she knows the emotions of the people in front of her, they are really happy.
So she held out her hand too.

Then, the palace stood quietly, and she walked slowly into the cage of the canary.

[Naseda, if you were asked to choose again, would you still reach out? 】

In the dream, white light spots asked her questions.

Illuminated by the white light, Xiaocao barely opened her eyes.

She shook her head: [. I think, I still will. 】

【Naseda, if you were given another chance, would you let yourself fall into such a powerless situation? 】

Bai Guang continued to ask questions.

She was silent.

[Naseda, if you were to wake up from your dream, what would you do? 】

Bai Guang's tone softened a bit.

If you can wake up from a dream?

If you can get out of the cage?

如果
Truly waking up from a dream as a god, what will she do as a god?

【I can.】

Nasida spoke softly.

【.Truly assume the responsibility of a god. 】

huh-huh-

The gentle wind blows in from outside the cage, and the cage holding the canary cannot stop the wind of freedom.

"Yo hoo."

The bard slowly landed in front of Xiaocao, smiled and extended his hand to her.

"Boyer, hello."

"You are."

"Me? I'm just a breath of freedom." The bard winked at her, "Are you ready to leave?"

"leave"

"That's right, get out of this place!"

"Um"

Xiaocao nodded slightly, then stretched out his hand and held the bard's hand.

A hundred years of gentle dreams have brought about increasingly indulgent evil.

She must shoulder her responsibility as a god.

Dao Chenglin.

The golden light enveloping Naxida slowly dissipated, and the huge and clear spiritual power turned into silk threads to implicate the elemental power, maintaining the balance of the environment.

Then, the golden light completely dissipated, and the young god emerged from it.

clatter--

This was the sound of her feet touching the ground. It was also the first time she had set foot on the earth in a hundred years, and the first time she had felt the earth so truly.

Is this what it feels like?
The soft ground propped up the soles of the feet, and some grass swayed gently.

"This is the ground."

"Hello, Boyle."

Nacida looked up to the source of the sound, only to find it was the bard she had seen in her dream.

He held his extended hand by himself, and he also fulfilled the agreement, truly took her out of that cage, and gave her freedom.
"Hello."

The next moment, a burst of golden light flashed, and the white-haired youth and the bard appeared in front of Nasida together.

"And here's me, long time no see, Lord Grass God."

The white-haired young man waved at her with a sincere smile.

"Ah, I remember we chased away the bad guys in the dream together."

Naxida frowned slightly. She was thinking about it carefully. After a few seconds, she nodded: "You are Ningzhe, with a very strong mental power, but you disguised yourself when you were in that place. It's like a bottomless The ocean puts itself in a bucket."

"Wow, this metaphor is really novel, but it's also inexplicably appropriate."

The bard looked at Nasida and then at Ningzhe, looking a little surprised.

It seemed that in his heart, Ningzhe had always been such a guy who clearly had power but didn't show it, and sometimes even pretended to be so.

"Hey, don't think about it!" Ningzhe gave him a blank look, then looked at Naxida, and said with a smile: "This is the first time we meet in reality, how does it feel?"

"It feels...good, very good."

Nacida stretched out her hand and lightly tapped it in the air, and the clear grass elements spontaneously surrounded her, as if celebrating something.

For her, it felt really good.

How long ago was the last time I felt [reality] personally?
I can’t remember clearly, but it must have been a long, long time ago.

It's been so long that her memory is fuzzy, so long that she has almost forgotten this feeling.

And now, she finally returned to reality, back to the real world.

just
Soon, she shook her head again.

"But I shouldn't be here to enjoy this feeling. I should go back to Sumeru City, and I should go to solve the trouble, before the situation becomes more serious."

Seeing this, Wendy and Ningzhe looked at each other and smiled. Sure enough, no matter what, this gentle god would never abandon his duties.

"Ah."

Ning Zhe nodded slightly, and then he waved his hand lightly, engulfing all three of them with his enormous mental power.

"We have the same goal, and to achieve that goal, we need to face the trouble in Xumi City at this moment."

He said calmly:

".Well, I have a plan. Want to hear it?"