Chapter 1167: Small Habits Are Hard to Change

"Planting, harvesting, eating, nature; burning, unnatural; slaughtering, birth, aging, sickness, death, nature; slaughtering, unnatural." The giant tree popped out one word at a time, slowly, unhurriedly, and without any emotion, just stating a fact plainly.

Although it was a headache to listen to, the Lord of Starborn probably understood. Planting things to eat is natural, but burning them is not. They killed so many intelligent creatures now, which is equivalent to burning food, and it is not part of nature.

This can barely be explained, but: "Then why didn't you stop me when I triggered the light disaster? The light disaster can also produce effects similar to slaughter. You didn't care about the light disaster, but you started to care when we killed a few people?" The Lord of Starborn questioned.

Anthony's brain ached. How would he know why the Ten Thousand Worlds Divine Tree didn't care about the light disaster? He wasn't really the Ten Thousand Worlds Divine Tree. But if he wanted to impersonate, he had to fill this loophole. How to fill it? Anthony racked his brains.

In the eyes of the Lord of Starborn, this was a long silence, so long that the Lord of Starborn thought the other party didn't want to answer anymore, before the giant tree said slowly: "Light disaster, is nature. If you don't trigger it, it will happen. Nature has ways to eliminate it. Life will find its own direction."

This passage was mysterious, but the Lord of Starborn still listened, because this passage was too consistent with the character of the Ten Thousand Worlds Divine Tree. It actually regarded the light disaster as part of nature? Even if he didn't trigger it, it would erupt? There is such a thing?

Forget it, don't dwell on this question. The Lord of Starborn asked: "Then what are you doing here? Avenging those intelligent creatures?"

"I, picked up their consciousness. Next time it blooms, the fruit will hang all over the branches," the Tree God said slowly.

The Lord of Starborn suddenly realized: "So it was you. I had been checking the accounts with the Origin Divine Light for a long time and couldn't match them. It turns out the consciousness was snatched by you."

The giant tree did not respond. If he could think so, it would be the best. This was exactly what Anthony hoped for—throwing the pot to others.

"Then why these farmlands? Are you planning to farm here?" The Lord of Starborn asked.

The giant tree replied slowly: "Growth is the instinct of life. I just planned them to grow better. The environment here is too harsh. You, here, why?"

"Why am I here? This place was originally my place, I..." The Lord of Starborn said somewhat annoyedly, but before he finished speaking, he saw the giant tree, which had been motionless, take steps, slowly supporting the fireball and walking forward, looking like it was too lazy to listen to your lies.

The Lord of Starborn moved his wrist, but the blade light didn't dare to cut out. This was just a tree. Cutting it down wouldn't affect the Ten Thousand Worlds Divine Tree, but the hatred between them would be formed. It was unnecessary.

Simply ignoring it, the Lord of Starborn fell to the ground and began to dig the soil on the ground.

In the consciousness space, Negris was shocked: "He also came back for the white crystals?"

"It's possible. He left with the Pale Divine Star. After the Pale Divine Star flew away, he quietly returned. What can attract him here?" Anthony asked.

"Only white crystals. But why didn't he dig before? And what does he want white crystals for?" Negris asked.

"Unless, there were none before, but now there are. What is the difference between before and now?" Anthony asked.

Negris guessed: "High temperature? The high temperature released by the Divine Star? A large number of dead intelligent creatures? Or very special consciousness that only condenses into white crystals after being burned by the Divine Star's high temperature?"

"Hehe, if so, things become interesting anyway. Why doesn't the Pale Divine Star pick up these white crystals? Is it because he doesn't care about these white crystals that haven't gestated descendants, or doesn't he know that this will form white crystals? If it's the second point, then things are interesting. Remember I mentioned before that this Pale Divine Star is likely not a real Divine Star?" Anthony asked.

"Why? Just because his reaction is too human?" Negris asked.

"Of course. Also, remember how I distinguished that Dyson had two clones? Habits formed by intelligent creatures are hard to change. Just like you like to inhale deeply, because you dragons are poikilothermic animals, inhaling deeply helps to lower body temperature quickly and helps you calm down."

"Now even if you are dead, your habits haven't changed. Breath is also *pfft pfft pfft*, which is the habit you formed when you were a dragon. You have hundreds of small habits. Even if I can only see your legs, I can recognize you from the small movements on your legs," Anthony said.

Negris took a deep breath and said in shock: "Is it that obvious?"

"Look, you are just in the consciousness space now, and your habits haven't changed," Anthony said.

"Forget it, I'm used to it, too lazy to change. Then what habits does the Pale Divine Star have?" Negris asked.

Anthony said: "I can't observe it for the time being. I have only seen him in the consciousness space, but his reaction is significantly different from the Lord of Starborn. Can you see any characteristics in the Lord of Starborn's reaction?"

"Stiff? I feel many of his reactions are imitated," Negris said.

"Yes, even you can see it, which shows how stiff it is. However, his reactions have become much more vivid recently. It should be that he is proficient, but you can still feel the traces of practice. But some of the Pale Divine Star's reactions shouldn't be reactions a Divine Star should have, and they are very vivid. Unless the Pale Divine Star has had a very long human life, it shouldn't be like this."

Speaking of this, Anthony changed the subject: "Of course, these are my guesses. After all, he has been imprisoned for so long, and no one knows what changes will happen."

Just as they were talking, the Lord of Starborn who went down to dig the soil issued an angry question: "Where are my white crystals? Where are my white crystals? Did you take my white crystals away? Give them back to me."

Anthony said quickly: "Anger is the strongest emotion. This is not imitation." Then he projected out.

"Are you looking for them? No descendants, is it useful? Staying in the soil hinders growth, I have already cleared them," the giant tree said slowly.

"You... I... those are white crystals, those are white crystals, white crystals that can carry consciousness, I..." The Lord of Starborn was so anxious that he wanted to hit someone. If the one in front of him wasn't the 'Ten Thousand Worlds Divine Tree', he would have definitely done it.

"I haven't seen them. Without descendants, white crystals, what is the use? How are they formed? What do you want them for? Answer me, find the white crystals back," the giant tree asked slowly.

The Lord of Starborn was a little stunned. Why did the Ten Thousand Worlds Divine Tree, which is everything as 'part of nature', suddenly ask about these things?

However, hearing that the white crystals could be found back, the Lord of Starborn threw this doubt aside for the time being and said instead: "I have some descendants who need them to carry consciousness." ===== CHAPTER 1168 =====