Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 292 System Upgrade
"How could this be?"

Linumu stepped forward in shock and dug through the dilapidated wreckage.

But there is no trace of Lou Dun’s existence there…

"How could he..."

At this time, a vine suddenly stretched out on the wall next to him, came to him, and tapped his shoulder.

Linumu turned around blankly and looked at the vine in shock.

"This is……"

The wood elf's expression suddenly changed.

This was the first time he heard such clear sounds of vegetation.

The sound of grass and trees is like the whisper mixed in the wind, a sound that can only be heard by a fifth-level transcendent.

Outside of McCalla, these sounds are spiritual pollution, incomprehensible and unstoppable, more like curses and punishments.

But in places close to McCalla, such as the Whispering Woods, the sounds tend to be calmer and simpler, and the emotions they convey are less complex.

Now he has cultivated so many new lives on the farm, and they are all just babbling like newborn children.

But what he heard just now was an extremely clear voice!
"Young Treeman, can you hear me?"

The voice was also vague at first, but seemed to be constantly testing.

Linumu himself was also adjusting his perception. At a certain moment, when both parties were on the same frequency, he heard these words clearly.

"can!"

He immediately said to the vine:
"I heard your voice... just now, are you Mr. Loulton?"

"It's me. Great, you finally heard me."

Loulton's mood was full of joy.

"This is really a magical place. I feel as if I have been reborn and integrated with this forest - the farm over there, the woods full of seedlings next to it, and this underground greenhouse full of life. These are all Did you create it?”

Linumu: "No, you are exaggerating. I am just a grower. Nature has given them all this."

Heine and Dylan next to him were dumbfounded.

In their eyes, the wood elf was speaking respectfully to a vine,
Heine suddenly realized something: "Louden went directly to the other world?"

As he said that, he tried to enter the other world.

Dylan: "How is that possible, the border only extends to the south of the farm...what?"

Halfway through his words, Heine's neck tilted and he fell down.

Before he could pull it, the vines on the wall grew automatically, intertwined into a chair, and caught him firmly.

This wave of tacit cooperation seemed to have been practiced somewhere.

The remaining two people looked at each other, took out the mirror and entered the other world.

...

Heine just gave it a try and unexpectedly succeeded.

After his consciousness stabilized, he looked up and saw the huge tree shadow of Quelkus standing in the distance.

But unlike the other world where it was all bright during the day, the place he was in now seemed to be a dark forest under the starry sky on a summer night.

The light here is dim, and the flickering light spots form ribbons, passing through the quiet forest.

Occasionally, there will be a cloth bag filled with fireflies hanging on the tree, more than three meters above the ground, lighting up the surrounding area.

At this time, Dylan and Linumu also came in.

The wood elf's pupils were shocked as soon as he came in!

"Is this Silent Valley?"

"Do you know this place?"

A figure walked out of the darkness, and it was Lou Dun.

His facial lines were softer than in Yati Town, and his voice lacked the coldness.

Linumu nodded: "Yes, but I have only seen it in paintings and illusions... The Silent Valley was formerly known as the Alfalfa Grove. It was a holy place for collective meditation by tree shepherds, and all kinds of natural spirits gathered there. ...By the way, the ancestral tree grows there."

Lou Dun seemed to be touched: "What happened next?"

"Later, there was withering, the spirit of nature died, the grass and trees were silent, and the entire valley was covered in deathly silence." Linumu asked hurriedly: "Did you recall anything?"

Loulton shook his head: "After the carriage entered the realm of McCalla, I gradually lost control of this incarnation, and my consciousness fell into a deep sleep. I had a dream, and in the dream I returned to a strange and familiar forest. , and I seemed to be part of the forest... Later, when I woke up from the dream, what you saw appeared in front of my eyes."

Heine thought thoughtfully: "It sounds like you entered here a long time ago and then unknowingly changed the shape of this place. So can you feel it there?"

He pointed in the direction of Quelkus and asked, "Is there a border between here and there?"

"That's what I want to tell you too."

Loulton said: "As my control over this place increased, I felt the presence of 'borders'. On the one hand, there was a dangerous border to the north, and on the other hand, there was the tree.

"I'm reminded of your initial thought of wanting me to help manage that tree. However, I sensed a faint resistance from the border.

"In other words, that tree has now given birth to its own consciousness and expressed instinctive hostility to my appearance."

"Are you conscious??"

Heine was stunned: "Is Quelkus not dead? No... you mean, that is a 'newborn child'?"

"Yes, that is a seedling." Lou Dun nodded: "It's just that sorting out energy is our instinct and part of the law, so it controls McCalla's energy instinctively. When you told me this I had already guessed this possibility when the incident happened, and now I have just confirmed it.”

Heine sighed: "So this is Quelkus's child?"

"That's right." Roulton said: "Although he is just an ignorant baby, the sunlight, air, soil and water here are as abundant and pure as the power of nature. As long as it does not deteriorate, it will be the same as Quelkus in the future. They also have a noble soul.”

"How long does this process take?" Heine asked. "At least fifty years."

Loulton replied: "Or you can be like Milton -"

"No, I don't plan to do that." Heine made a decisive decision.

Milton dared to copy his life and create Loulton, but he didn't dare.

He is from the earth, a time traveler, and he also knows so much about the player's dark history.

If even a tree knew this...

Scared to think about.

"Are you really unable to take action?" Heine asked.

Loulton said helplessly: "This behavior is like a human killing a defenseless baby."

Heine thought for a moment and then made a decision:

"You said it is still a child, right? Since it doesn't understand anything, the guardian should be responsible for everything. In other words, I have the final say on how to use its power, so I entrust you to use it. Is that okay?"

Lou Dun was stunned when he heard this.

"But this behavior is still robbery..."

Heine: "What kind of plunder is this? You and Quelkus are brothers, so you can be considered his uncle - even closer than me, the orphan. Is there a problem with this?"

Lou Dun was silent.

Heine: "You have also seen places other than McCalla. What the shadows in the North look like, what the natural power of the three forests looks like. Can you bear to watch it grow up in that kind of environment?
"If you want it to thrive, you must ensure that McCalla can resist foreign enemies and strengthen itself. Thinking from a human perspective, should you, the uncle, stand up? This is not a robbery, it is for it to grow healthily. "

Although he always felt something was strange, Lou Dun had to admit that what the other party said made sense.

Loulton could only nod his head and made this decision that went against plant common sense.

...

As the actual controller of the area named "Alfalfa Grove", Loulton led the three of them to the junction in a flash.

The two scenes of day and night are separated by a line, which looks particularly magical.

Through this glass-like light curtain, the majestic Temple of Holy Light stood in the hunting ground not far away.

Heine was the first to pass through the light curtain.

When Roulun passed through, he indeed aroused resistance from Quelkus.

The silver light spots that were originally converging towards the silver oak tree surged over, accompanied by Yuan Ling's shouts of "Leave quickly! Leave quickly!"

Heine quickly activated his guardian privilege and canceled the attack.

The silver light dissipated instantly, like a naughty child that dispersed in a hurry.

But the attack was just this one, and it seemed that Quelkus didn't hold a grudge very much.

Heine took Loudon to the foot of the oak tree, which was a small piece of land in the middle of the round lake.

Then he gave the latter a look.

Lou Dun sighed, helplessly put his hand on the tree trunk, and closed his eyes.

Then Quelkus began to shake slightly.

Heine felt a strong sense of fear and uneasiness coming from the tree, and hurriedly released his senses to comfort the other party.

Soon, maybe he noticed the similar aura on Lou Dun's body, or maybe the guardian's comfort had an effect.

In short, two adults joined forces and snatched away most of the power from a newly born mind like grabbing a lollipop.

Loulton's gray robe was gradually stained with a silvery light, and his closed eyes slowly opened.

"You seem to have many incredible 'inventions'."

His eyes were full of surprise.

Heine was shocked!

"What do you mean? What did you see?"

"Although Quelkus is young, he has memorized your inventions... to be precise, all the 'creation categories' that have been done in the place called Yuanling Factory have been memorized by it."

Damn it, Yuan Ling prints history? ? ?
Is there such a thing?
Heine was suddenly excited! This is my great son!

"What else did it record?" he asked.

"You misunderstood. It does not have the memory function yet. It is like a baby that has not yet grown up enough to observe the environment and actively remember."

Loulton explained: "The reason why something is left behind is an imprint of collective consciousness. In other words, it is a collective that all the indigenous people in this world - you, your soul bodies, and visitors converge to." Traces left behind by consciousness.

"For example, you seem to attach great importance to 'equivalent exchange', that is, no matter what kind of work the Yuanling is sent to perform, sufficient compensation should be given. This has been engraved like a law from the beginning."

That makes sense, Heine thought.

This memory method is completely consistent with their research on Yuanling.

Perhaps this is the reason why the affinity of Yuanling for ancient creatures like Zu Mu is approaching the extreme - their existence form is highly similar to Yuanling, so the affinity is terrifyingly high.

Then some of the research results obtained from them can also be extrapolated to Yuan Ling, and vice versa.

Loulton took some time to digest these powers.

During this period, Heine briefly described his idea of ​​establishing a communication network within the territory through the other world.

After a while, Lou Dun woke up from his thoughts.

He nodded:
"I think this idea can be realized with the help of 'Voice of Grass and Trees'."

(End of this chapter)