Chapter 229: The Seed of the Virtual, the Root of Reality (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Ideas took root in his mind.

Cang Fu decided to give it a try, to see how the Monster World differed from reality in its underlying laws of operation.

He returned to his desk and sat down, beginning to review the Greenwood Clan’s heritage data.

When the Greenwood Clan first connected to the Star Net, they uploaded vast amounts of historical records and heritage information to the Star Net database to preserve them.

It contained detailed records of natural technologies.

After identity verification, the heritage information appeared before Cang Fu.

【Plant Guidance】:

Heritage Technology Introduction: By establishing a mental connection with plants, control their growth rate and form, useful for rapidly cultivating spiritual plants or repairing damaged vegetation.

【Water Guidance】:

Heritage Technology Introduction: Direct the flow of water, regulate water distribution, usable for creating artificial rivers or lakes.

[Wind Whisper Skill]:

Heritage Technology Introduction: By mimicking natural wind sounds and interacting with atmospheric energy, manipulate local air currents, used for regulating climate or dispersing pollution.

【Ecological Weaving】:

Heritage Technology Introduction: Combine traits of different plants to create entirely new hybrid species with special functions (e.g., bioluminescence, air purification).

Natural material synthesis, energy seed cultivation, natural rune engraving, greenery ecological network construction, climate balance… Beyond functional technologies, the “Techniques” category in the heritage data was Cang Fu’s primary focus.

This category recorded the various powerful abilities used by the Greenwood Clan’s ancestors.

It was also the core technology for commanding nature.

In today’s era, even with detailed technical records, his generation could no longer master such abilities.

This was primarily due to two factors.

The first factor was the decline in life strength.

Life strength referred to an individual’s affinity with natural energy, mental strength, and the body’s capacity to carry energy.

The ancestors were born with high life strength, effortlessly absorbing and controlling spiritual energy.

Casting techniques required immense mental strength to guide energy; modern Greenwood Clan members generally had weak mental strength and could not perform complex energy manipulations.

The database detailed the cascading effects caused by the decline in life strength.

The second factor was environmental influence.

If individual life was the vessel carrying energy,

then the free-floating energy in the air was the core power source for casting natural techniques—an inexhaustible reservoir.

Energy existed in the air, soil, water, and living organisms, serving as the bridge between individuals and nature.

But Earth was a low-spiritual-energy world, with extremely low levels of spiritual energy in the air.

Early industrialization, environmental pollution, and ecological destruction had filled the air with countless pollutant particles; the scarcity of spiritual energy, combined with contamination, left insufficient energy sources to sustain complex energy manipulations.

The heritage database explained that each technique required reaching a certain threshold of ability to activate.

In ancestral times, a Greenwood ancestor would release one point of mental strength, trace the path to attract elemental energy, and the technique would manifest instantly.

But on Earth, casting the same technique required releasing 100 points of mental strength, followed by a loading progress bar.

The so-called progress bar referred to the time needed for free-floating elemental energy to gather.

In this weak-spiritual-energy world, energy gathered extremely slowly.

During this time, the caster had to continuously release mental strength to maintain the technique’s framework, ensuring energy continued to converge as intended.

Often, before the technique’s outline was complete, the caster collapsed from exhaustion.

Cang Fu found a video in the database titled: “Natural Technique: Growth Guidance Experiment Test.”

He opened the video; the timestamp in the upper-right corner read 120 years ago.

On screen, a Greenwood Clan man sat bare-chested, his body plugged with numerous tubes.

Before him stood a pot containing a young sprout of “Green Glow Grass.”

Before the experiment began, an elder approached the camera:

“Today we conduct a relatively important experiment: practical testing of the Growth Guidance Technique. Previous attempts failed due to excessive casting time; this time we’ve decided to try a different approach… Growth Guidance is one of the most fundamental natural techniques in our heritage. Our ancestors could cast it effortlessly, ripening a plant in moments. But due to environmental and life strength decline, this technique has become extremely difficult…”

As he spoke, the elder turned and pointed to the man, continuing:

“This is our test subject. He possesses one of the highest spiritual affinities in our clan, one of the few remaining members who can still perceive faint spiritual energy. To ensure he maintains the technique’s framework throughout the experiment, we’ve equipped him with this energy-assistance system.”

The screen switched to the tubes on the man’s body; the scholar explained:

“These tubes deliver purified natural energy, along with functions to replenish mental energy, boost mental stamina, and more—ensuring our experiment proceeds smoothly.”

After the introduction, the experiment began.

On screen, the experimenter raised his hands toward the Green Glow Grass; faint green light glowed in his palms.

The screen froze.

Cang Fu summoned the progress bar and was startled.

He immediately dragged the video to the end.

At the final frame, the Green Glow Grass in front of the experimenter had grown exactly 3.3 centimeters.

The lab erupted in cheers.

Cang Fu closed the video and fell silent.

To determine how long it took to cast a natural technique on Earth, the older generation of Greenwood Clan members conducted this experiment.

A simple, basic natural technique, completed after 5 days, 13 hours, 34 minutes, and 29 seconds.

In other words, what the ancestors could accomplish with a single clap, his generation needed to wait over five and a half days for.

And this was with full equipment support.

Normal Greenwood Clan members couldn’t possibly stay awake for five days to cast a single technique.

This was merely the most basic technique in the heritage records.

For anything more advanced, even with perfect equipment, the caster would have to risk their lifespan.

One could say the Greenwood Clan’s heritage was already broken.

Continuing to browse the database, Cang Fu actually found a technique that demanded a lifespan: Cang Meng Yuan Forbidden Technique.

This technique was essentially the Greenwood Clan’s nuclear weapon.

It involved providing a fully equipped energy supply system, placing a selected Greenwood Clan member flat inside a device resembling a game pod, accumulating technique energy, and waiting for release.

This process required thirty years of preparation, followed by the release of the Greenwood Clan’s combat technique: Sen Luo Cang Meng Yuan.

The effect was the creation of a super forest covered in vegetation at the target location, destroying everything within its range.

Every 27 years, five Greenwood Clan members were selected to lie in life-support devices, becoming vessels for the forbidden technique.

But the technique now called “forbidden” was, in historical records, far from the Greenwood Clan’s peak combat technology.

The Greenwood Clan still had no doubts about their history precisely because the inherited powerful techniques proved their ancestors had once been glorious.

Today, the Greenwood Clan’s development of ancestral heritage barely reached 1%.

They could only release high-end natural techniques with technological assistance; each casting required a lifetime of sacrifice from a willing clan member.

After reading this section, Cang Fu felt profound sorrow.

This was precisely why his generation felt history was so fractured.

The glorious past was like a mirage.

Reviving it? How difficult.

His generation had largely abandoned efforts to develop ancestral heritage, turning instead to climb the technological ladder alongside the Moon Eclipse Clan.

They sought to merge mechanical technology with natural techniques, forging a new future path.

Countless experimental videos in the database filled Cang Fu with heartache.

The older generation had tried; their eventual surrender was not due to unwillingness, but to a reluctant compromise with reality.

Finally, Cang Fu opened the natural technique category and began selecting.

His gaze locked onto “Growth Guidance Technique.”

Though basic, this technique embodied the most primal connection between the Greenwood Clan and nature.

He opened the detailed data and began studying.

Text passages appeared on the screen, accompanied by dynamic diagrams.

【Growth Guidance Technique, one of the Greenwood Clan’s foundational natural techniques: establish resonance with plants through mental strength, infuse natural energy, and guide their growth…】

In the conceptual diagram, an elderly Greenwood Clan member gently placed his hand on a seedling; the seedling rapidly sprouted branches and buds, eventually blooming into a radiant flower.

The first stage of learning required possessing the Greenwood Clan’s natural talent.

Cang Fu had no issue here.

Although life strength had significantly weakened over time, he still carried the bloodline of Greenwood ancestors and could sense the aura emitted by plants.

After entering the Monster World, his main form’s talent bar also listed “Nature Affinity.”

After studying the material for a long time, Cang Fu sat cross-legged as instructed.

He closed his eyes, focused his mind, and attempted to sense the surrounding spiritual energy.

After waiting a long time, his vision remained pitch black.

There were no free-floating energy particles at all.

Yet he did not give up, striving to concentrate his mental strength and groping in the darkness as the instructions directed.

This process lasted for several hours.

Just as Cang Fu was about to quit, he suddenly sensed a faint, elusive aura drifting beside him.

Unlike the energy particles described in the data, his vision did not switch to a perception perspective, nor did he see floating energy particles.

He could only sense a faint breath of energy drifting past him, then quietly vanishing.

When he tried to recapture that breath of energy, he could no longer perceive it at all.

This left Cang Fu deeply disappointed.

“Try directly entering the game?”

With the idea formed, Cang Fu acted immediately.

Although the content in the Legacy Information Repository was connected to the Star Net network, it had security protocols—clearly unviewable within the Monster World.

He planned to memorize this portion first, then attempt it directly in the game.

After spending half an hour memorizing all the content, Cang Fu walked to the game pod, still wearing his game suit, and lay down inside.

Instantly, nutrient fluid formulated for the Greenwood Clan’s physiology flowed from holes in the pod walls, enveloping his body.

After the neural tubes connected to various parts of his body, his vision gradually darkened.

Several minutes later, Cang Fu’s figure appeared in a dense forest south of the Misty Coast.

He summoned the map, checked his position relative to the Misty Coast’s spatial node, and decisively selected the Quick Village Return Cultivation Mode.

An hour later, Cang Fu arrived at the newly opened Sen Luo Forest Realm spatial node via the teleportation plaza.

He had researched this beginner node on the forum.

This was his first time here.

Unlike other scenes where players were constantly rushing around outdoors,

the Sen Luo Forest Realm scene was utterly chaotic; upon arrival, a cacophony of voices flooded in:

“Team needs a Statue Flow player! Five-man squad, you get 30% sacrificial power yield—Statue Flow only, no Rock Shield Soul Soul-Resist flow.”

“Team needs an Extraction Soul player; others will switch to Extraction soon—efficient hunting squad.”

“Fixed team needs a tank—we found a hidden spawn point, come quick, can form a fixed team if synergy works.”

“Newbie Guild recruiting—future goal: Emperor Tomb Village battlefield. Unite, newbies!”

…

Cang Fu promptly muted the regional voice channel.

Yet loud recruitment calls still echoed all around, seeking players of all types.

These new recruits entering this round resembled the situation he faced when entering the Monster World.

He had gained his game access upon appearing in the Dungeon World scene.

At that time, every player squad he encountered primarily recruited Soul-Resist Statue Flow players—every team lacked them, even top guilds.

To Cang Fu, players who could handle the Soul-Resist Flow were all hardcore.

Without extraordinary willpower, they’d quit within days.

In contrast, the Mage Flow players had an excellent experience.

Wins came from high Mage Flow damage output; losses occurred because Soul-Resist Flow players couldn’t withstand damage, breaking the team’s sustained DPS.

As he moved through the crowded throng of new players, several newcomers actively invited him to join squads; Cang Fu firmly declined.

He was an old player—joining newbies was meaningless; the process was like babysitting.

After passing through the spatial barrier, Cang Fu reached his destination.

The four characters “Sen Luo Forest Realm” appeared before him, then slowly faded.

The scene before him stirred an inexplicable tremor within Cang Fu.

Stretching his gaze, lush greenery filled the land, as if he stood inside a paradise meticulously sculpted by nature.

Trees with vivid colors thrived with dense foliage, vines coiled around their trunks, leaves swaying gently in the breeze, whispering rustles.

The ground was carpeted with soft grass, dotted with wildflowers.

As a member of the Greenwood Clan, he naturally possessed some affinity for nature.

He sensed these plants possessed far more vitality than those in other scenes.

Leaves glowed brighter, flowers emitted richer fragrances, even vines seemed sentient, swaying gently with the wind’s direction.

Though night blanketed the land, a faint luminescence permeated the air; combined with the plants’ faint glow, the entire environment shimmered like a dream.

“Hss~.”

Taking a deep breath, Cang Fu was stunned once more.

The air here felt as if purified by the Mother Nature herself—impossibly pure.

With each inhale, he clearly felt a cool breath flood his lungs, carrying the faint fragrance of herbs and damp earth.

Not a trace of pollution or impurity lingered; even dust seemed filtered clean—each breath carried the pulse of life.

Compared to the real-world environment he’d just left, this was paradise.

Even the air quality here surpassed that of the Misty Coast.

After activating the Hawk-Head Demon Perception, countless flickering life particles became clearly visible; every breath brought a slight boost to his Body Strengthening rank.

Even without practicing combat techniques, merely idling here granted measurable growth.

This made Cang Fu think of the Greenwood Clan’s life decline.

If, back then, they hadn’t descended upon Earth, but upon this scene instead,

the Greenwood Clan’s life decline would have reversed—they’d have been nourished by the environment, their life strength steadily increasing over time.

“Too late.”

Feeling the natural energy flow around him,

as if every breeze, every leaf whispered to him.

His body resonated with this land; every cell vibrated with joy, as if finding its home.

Closing his eyes, he let the unprecedented happiness flow through his heart, as if wrapped entirely in nature’s warmth.

Before arriving here, the Misty Coast region had been, in his eyes, the top-ranked scene among all spatial nodes.

Now, the top spot belonged to the Sen Luo Forest Realm region.

For some reason, he even felt he belonged here—had always belonged.

The only thing spoiling the feeling were the noisy, loud newbies beside him.

Cang Fu immediately moved forward, seeking a quiet spot to test his abilities within the Monster World scene.

Along the way, the natural scenery utterly intoxicated him.

Elders once said the Greenwood Clan were born children of nature.

Their blood carried the power to resonate with nature; their souls were tightly bound to earth, trees, and flowing water.

Their ancestors could hear the songs of the wind, understand the language of flowers, even converse with mountains and rivers.

They weren’t merely guardians of nature—they were part of it.

Cang Fu now deeply understood this.

His breathing synced with the forest’s rhythm; his heartbeat resonated with the earth’s pulse.

He could sense the underground trails of tree roots, hear the gentle murmur of streams over stones, even perceive the faint flow of spiritual energy in the air.

Though he’d never been here before, everything felt profoundly familiar—as if he’d always belonged.

Arriving before a massive ancient tree, he pressed his palm against its trunk.

The bark was rough, yet he felt the life energy flowing within.

Closing his eyes, the faint pulsation gradually grew clearer.

It seemed the ancient tree was trying to speak to him.

But he couldn’t decipher what the message meant.

The Greenwood Clan’s ability to communicate with nature—he possessed only the innate talent, no deeper understanding.

He continued forward, heading toward the mist-shrouded region on the map.

Relying on the vehicle’s high-speed mobility, he soon reached an area free of newbies.

Lush greenery surrounded him; not far away flowed a winding stream.

He casually sat cross-legged on a patch of grass and attempted to sense nature again.

Using the same method he’d employed in reality, he sought the floating energy particles in the air.

But the moment he closed his eyes, he froze.

The air was no longer empty darkness—it teemed with countless shimmering light points.

These points resembled stars in the night sky, yet far more dynamic.

Some glowed with soft green—life essence nurtured by plants.

Others radiated warm yellow, like fragments of sunlight.

Some flickered with faint blue, like ripples of water.

Others burst with waves of heat, fiery and surging.

These light points weren’t static—they flowed through the air with a wondrous rhythm.

Sometimes coalescing into luminous bands, sometimes dispersing into glowing mists; Cang Fu was utterly stunned.

This—wasn’t this the detailed world seen through the Hawk-Head Demon Perception?

Damn!

According to the game’s explanation, these energy points were the physical manifestation of natural energy—particles derived from plants, animals, elements, and more.

So the ancestral descriptions of perceiving nature were precisely the visuals seen through the Hawk-Head Demon Perception.

Clearly, the Eclipse Clan understood the fundamental structure of the world long ago—and had turned it into game content.

This sparked intense curiosity in Cang Fu regarding the upcoming test.

He summoned the Trading Hall interface, filtered through options, and purchased a seed of Wood Spirit Flower.

After completing the transaction, he took the seed from his personal inventory and placed it in his palm.

The seed was the size of a thumb, its surface shimmering with a faint green glow.

Closing his eyes, he attempted to establish a mental connection with the seed.

Instantly, the seed’s internal structure appeared in his mind as a cluster of light points.

There was not the slightest resistance; this smoothness made him feel it was unreal.

A goal unattainable in reality was effortlessly achieved in the game.

This clearly benefited from the high-energy environment of the Monster World and his body’s attributes within it.

His primary Nascent Soul level was currently at 33.

His mental strength might be over a hundred times stronger than in reality, though he had never calculated it precisely.

Adjusting his breath, he focused all his attention on the seed.

Gradually, Cang Fu sensed a faint pulse, as if the seed were responding to his call.

Following the method in the data, he gathered his consciousness into a vast net, filtered life particles from the air, channeled them into his body, and then transformed them into special life energy, directing it toward the seed.

Instantly, he felt his mental strength draining.

The seed in his palm began to change, trembling slightly, then cracking open a fine fissure.

“Holy shit, it actually works?”

The natural techniques of the Greenwood Clan were truly being applied in the Monster World.

This proved that the game Monster World was far more than just virtual reality.

Even the natural laws within the game were not arbitrarily set—they were replicated from the real world’s natural principles.

The growth patterns of plants, the flow of energy, even the mechanism of Qi generation—all had been replicated into the game.

That was why natural techniques from reality could be applied within the game.

“The Eclipse Clan, so powerful.”

Born on Earth, he had known since childhood of the Eclipse Clan’s might.

The elders always said that every clan, when they looked up, saw a sky they could never cross—that was the Eclipse Clan.

Among all clans of the Earth Federation, including the younger generation of the Greenwood Clan, the Eclipse Clan had always held a leadership position and was the origin of cutting-edge technology.

The Eclipse Clan’s power was never ostentatious, nor did they need to flaunt it, for their influence permeated every aspect of every clan’s life.

Virtual technology, modern medicine, urban intelligence systems—every corner of life bore the Eclipse Clan’s imprint.

But now, Cang Fu’s understanding of the Eclipse Clan rose again.

The game created by the Eclipse Clan had faithfully replicated the real world—and even upgraded it beyond reality.

Natural techniques the Greenwood Clan could not use in reality were now being applied in the virtual world.

It was nothing short of a miracle—not merely building a physical engine, but embedding perfect natural laws.

The technical depth required for such details made Cang Fu find it unbelievable.

Overcome with excitement, Cang Fu immediately began a series of tests.

As a player, he had ample mental energy reserves, and the Senluo Forest Realm offered abundant energy to draw from.

He had no need to worry about depletion.

The process of releasing natural abilities required no lengthy loading bars as in the real world.

During this process, Cang Fu’s consciousness gradually sank into a profound, mystical state.

He sensed free-floating life particles in the air, glowing faintly like fireflies, slowly gathering toward him under the pull of his consciousness.

His mental strength formed an invisible net, capturing and filtering these life particles, transforming them into special life energy within his body, and guiding it toward the seed in his palm.

Suddenly, Cang Fu felt a faint pulse—like a heartbeat, or a breath.

He knew it was the seed’s response.

The seed’s outer shell began to tremble slightly, its surface patterns glowing faintly, emitting a soft green light.

Cang Fu did not relax; he focused even more intensely, pouring life energy into the seed.

The seed’s shell slowly split open, and a tender green sprout emerged from the crack.

The sprout was slender and soft, like a newborn infant, radiating a fragile yet resilient vitality.

It swayed gently, as if testing its surroundings.

As Cang Fu’s mental strength continued to drain, life energy flowed steadily into the seed.

The sprout grew rapidly, its stem thickening, leaves unfolding one after another.

Each leaf was translucent, its edges shimmering with a faint silver glow.

Then, a small bud swelled at the top of the stem.

The bud was initially no larger than a grain of rice, but under the influence of the special life energy Cang Fu released, it rapidly expanded, becoming transparent, revealing faintly flickering light within.

Finally, the bud slowly bloomed.

Cang Fu’s joy bloomed with each petal, each one seemingly carved from the purest jade, radiating a gentle glow.

At the flower’s heart, a golden halo slowly rose.

The Wood Spirit Flower fully opened, petals layered and overlapping, emitting a faint fragrance.

The scent was neither strong nor cloying; the patterns on the petals shimmered faintly, like flowing star rivers, breathtakingly beautiful.

Cang Fu sat quietly, cradling the newly bloomed Wood Spirit Flower in his palm.

His gaze grew hazy; through the petals, it seemed as if he had pierced the veil of time and seen his distant ancestors.

It was a mosaic of stories he had heard as a child.

The ancestors of the Greenwood Clan used natural power to revive the earth, conversing with forests, rivers, and mountains.

He lowered his head, watching the flowing light on the petals, a complex emotion surging within him.

After arriving on Earth, his ancestors had performed actions like this countless times.

For their bloodline inherently carried this ability—it was the root of their soul.

But every attempt in reality had never truly succeeded, only barely aided by partial success.

Each attempt ended in failure.

That helplessness, like a heavy stone, weighed upon the Greenwood Clan’s heart.

It made them realize their former glory had long vanished, and their history could never be reclaimed.

But in this virtual world, he had accomplished a technique never before realized.

Feeling the Wood Spirit Flower bloom in his palm, this subtle yet staggering power reminded him of the elders’ oft-repeated words:

“The Greenwood Clan’s glory is the glory of dancing with nature.”

Tears welled in his eyes; Cang Fu gently brushed his fingertip across the petals, a mixture of sorrow and relief he could not name.

The sorrow was the Greenwood Clan’s decline in reality—the helpless distance from nature.

His ancestors could revive barren land overnight, yet these abilities had become legends, surviving only in fragments of elders’ tales and faded crystal records, ultimately reduced to data preserved in the network world.

The thin Qi in the air made their efforts like cupping a clear spring with cracked hands, watching helplessly as it slipped through their fingers.

The relief was that here, he had found a way to reconnect with nature, rekindling the feeling of harmony with his ancestors.

“So this is how it feels.”

He murmured softly, his voice barely audible.

The glow of the Wood Spirit Flower illuminated his Iron Face, as if responding to his words.

The warm flow transmitted by the plants, the sensation of merging with nature, made him feel as if he had returned to the Greenwood Clan’s golden age.

He was both participant and guide of nature.

Closing his eyes, he recalled the moment the Wood Spirit Flower bloomed.

Nature’s whispering seemed like the call of ancestors.

That power, that beauty, filled his heart with awe and emotion.

“So beautiful.”

Cang Fu whispered, his voice trembling slightly.

He lifted his head, gazing at the stars in the night sky, their light falling upon his Iron Face.

Here, he had reclaimed the Greenwood Clan’s power—and more, their pride and faith.

Here, he had proven that the Greenwood Clan’s legends were real.

Standing with the Wood Spirit Flower in his hands, the silhouettes of trees beneath the primordial night shimmered faintly, as if beckoning to him.

To Cang Fu, this land was no longer merely a game world—it was a bridge connecting the Greenwood Clan’s past.

His resentment toward the Eclipse Clan vanished completely; only gratitude remained:

“Thank you—for letting me witness such a miracle.”

Holding the Wood Spirit Flower, Cang Fu walked slowly across the land where flora bloomed in abundance.

The grass beneath his feet was soft and warm; each step felt like treading in nature’s embrace.

The plants around him swayed gently in the night wind, as if composing a silent hymn for him.

Every plant on this land seemed to communicate with him; their energy fluctuations intertwined with his mental strength, forming a wondrous resonance.

As Cang Fu passed through a thicket of spiky vines, the normally aggressive plants slowly drew back, clearing a path for him.

The poison-blooming flowers closed their petals, as if offering him goodwill.

Even the carnivorous plants retracted their sharp leaves, becoming docile and still.

They seemed to sense the natural power within him; this harmony of coexistence stirred within Cang Fu an indescribable emotion.

It was as if he belonged here, the ground beneath his feet once being the ancestral land of the Greenwood Clan.

In the distance, several players were cautiously exploring this area.

They observed the surrounding plants with wary expressions; the plants here were extremely aggressive, and a single misstep could lead to disaster.

Yet, when they saw Cang Fu’s figure, they froze in place.

“Hey, look over there!” one player exclaimed, eyes wide, pointing toward Cang Fu.

The others followed his finger and were instantly stunned by the sight before them.

Cang Fu walked slowly through the thick vegetation, cradling a flower that emitted a faint glow.

The normally fierce plants now behaved like docile pets, parting to make way for him.

This scene completely defied their understanding.

Among all existing Ming Hun traits, none could prevent a player from being attacked by monsters.

There was, however, one Ming Hun called Taofeng that could intensify a monster’s aggression.

As the members of this player squad struggled to comprehend what they were witnessing, Cang Fu moved farther away, his form seeming to merge with nature itself.

He knelt down, planted the wood-spirit grass he held into the soil, then pressed his palm against the ground.

The soil felt warm and moist, as if pulsing with latent life energy.

His spiritual force seeped through the soil’s crevices, intertwining with the underground root systems, microorganisms, and even the energy within the rocks.

Instantly, he sensed a flowing power—the flow of life, the cycle of energy.

He saw how seeds awakened within the soil, absorbed nutrients, and broke through the surface.

He also saw how roots extended underground, connected with other plants, and fused with the earth itself.

This flow of life deeply moved Cang Fu.

It also allowed him to understand that nature was not static, but a constantly shifting, unified whole.

Every living thing contributed its own energy to this whole—and now, he too had become a part of it.

His spiritual force spread outward, originating from the land beneath his feet.

In this process, his consciousness gradually merged with the surrounding environment, perceiving the breath of every plant, the flow of every droplet of water, even the path of every breeze.

His consciousness became an invisible net, binding all of it together.

Free-floating life particles in the air rapidly converged toward him, entering his body and transforming into special life energy, which then radiated outward.

His spiritual force was rapidly depleted, like a spring being swiftly drained.

At that moment, a miracle occurred.

Centered on Cang Fu, the surrounding plants grew rapidly.

Vibrant green spread outward; wildflowers on the grassland bloomed one after another, tree trunks thickened, and branches and leaves unfurled in the night wind.

Nearby plants visibly sprouted new shoots and branches.

Vines coiled around tree trunks, climbing swiftly upward; fruits in the shrubs ripened rapidly, releasing enticing fragrances; even the ground’s grasses and mosses grew denser, as if laying a soft, thick carpet over the earth.

The ability etched into his bloodline—Cang Fu had never learned it, yet he activated it naturally.

His spiritual force acted like a catalyst, awakening the slumbering land; under his guidance, all life revealed an unprecedented vitality and vigor.

The players secretly observing from nearby were utterly dumbfounded.

Because this ability did not exist within the player system—they suspected he was cheating.

Yet at this moment, Cang Fu was pondering a question.

Could the natural abilities he manifested within the Virtual Realm be used to advance real-world natural technologies?

Real-world conditions were limited; conducting even a single experiment required immense cost—many powerful natural abilities consumed decades of a clan member’s lifespan to activate.

The peak techniques passed down through generations could not be released even if the Greenwood Clan spent an entire lifetime accumulating resources.

But if the experimental site were chosen within the Monster World, this problem would be easily solved.

After all, the Virtual Realm was a highly controllable environment, offering ideal conditions for practicing natural technologies.

Skill accumulation was a gradual process requiring extensive practice and feedback; the Monster World, as a virtual setting, could provide the Greenwood Clan with immediate feedback, helping them rapidly optimize their techniques.

He did not seek to master ancient peak techniques—Earth’s environment could not support them.

But many foundational techniques, once mastered in the Monster World, could be fully applied in reality.

With this idea formed, Cang Fu immediately decided to report his discovery to the Administrator.

He removed his hands from the earth and was immediately struck by a powerful wave of dizziness.

He summoned his attribute panel and discovered that his brief control over natural growth had drained his spiritual force completely.

Without hesitation, he decisively chose to log out.

……

One hour later.

Administrator #3, scrolling through the Monster World forum, received another video call from the Greenwood Clan Administrator.

This sparked a theory in his mind.

The Greenwood Clan had made another discovery in the Monster World.

It was likely a description from real history that had once again violated a taboo in the Greenwood Clan’s fabricated history, making them feel insulted.

Yet he still answered the call.

A holographic screen appeared before him; the Greenwood Clan Administrator’s expression was ecstatic.

Before the Greenwood Clan Administrator could speak, Administrator #3 exhaled in relief.

From the other’s expression alone, he could tell this was not a confrontation.

“Administrator #3, I apologize again for my earlier outburst.”

“That matter is past. What do you need now?” Administrator #3 asked bluntly.

“We don’t want the D-class supplemental aid anymore, but I have a request.”

“Go on,” Administrator #3 asked, puzzled.

“In light of the centuries-long friendship between the Greenwood Clan and the Eclipse Clan, I request 100 player slots in the Monster World…”

Before the Greenwood Clan Administrator could finish, Administrator #3 interrupted:

“I’m sorry, I cannot help.”

“Fifty player slots.”

“I’m sorry…”

“Ten! Surely you can agree to ten!”

Administrator #3 shook his head again, offering no room for negotiation:

“That’s enough. Our conversation ends here. It’s not that I won’t help—I simply can’t. I have other matters to attend to.”

“You’re the Eclipse Clan Administrator—you can speak up on the Star Net. I don’t ask for much; I only need five player slots…”

Ignoring the Greenwood Clan Administrator’s persistent pleading, Administrator #3 decisively ended the video call.

He looked at the Monster World forum on the holographic screen, switched to the unopened player slot lottery page, and sighed inwardly.

He could be certain: the Greenwood Clan had made a surprising discovery in the Monster World.

This discovery clearly offered the Greenwood Clan a new opportunity for development—that was why their Administrator was so excited.

But who wouldn’t want player slots?

(End of Chapter)