Chapter 84

The World Tree seedling has been planted, planted forty kilometers south of the World Tree, just outside the canopy range of the World Tree, not blocked by the World Tree's sunlight, and not losing the protection of the World Tree.

On the fertile open space where all plant weeds have been specially cleared, a seedling stands alone on the ground.

When it was just brought back, Kaelandail felt distressed: "Why use such a small flowerpot? Is that goblin trying to abuse our seedling!"

Hurriedly transplanted out, planted on soil with carefully adjusted fertility, humidity, and softness.

But one day and two nights passed, and the state of the seedling did not improve.

Normal plant transplantation, after adapting to the new environment, the state of the seedling will be much better. This seedling was packed in the grocery store box by Silver Coin, a bit withered, but it has been one day and two nights since transplantation, and it is still in that withered state.

This is very troublesome. This means the seedling is not adapting to the new environment.

"What's going on? Is it because of too much watering? Why is the seedling in such a bad state?" Galadriel has also been inseparable from the seedling during this time. Even the duties of the Queen are not as important as the World Tree seedling at this moment.

This open space was also cleared by Galadriel herself. She took off her exquisite Elven long boots, rolled up her trousers, tied up her long hair, put on a straw hat, carried a hoe, and cleared the weeds in this open space with her own hands and feet, crushed the large soil blocks, mixed with humus, watered, and removed insects, all by herself.

She disliked that High Priestess Kaelandail had no strength to tie a chicken, and worked too slowly.

But after some fussing, the state of the seedling could not be stretched out, making her and the Elven elders watching nearby anxious.

"No, the humidity is just right, consistent with the God of Life, the root system is not damaged, and the soil is also very fertile. This place was originally the environment where the God of Life grew. Temperature, humidity, and sunshine are all consistent." Kaelandail said.

"Then what's going on now? Did you ask the God of Life?" Galadriel asked.

"Asked, but the God of Life did not respond to me." Kaelandail said worriedly: "The God of Life responds less and less to me now, and I don't know if it's the illness tormenting it or if it's lacking energy."

"Then what to do? Natural God didn't teach us how to plant the World Tree back then." Galadriel said distressedly, sitting on the ground in a very uncomposed manner, not having half the demeanor of an Elven Queen.

Kaelandail also sat beside her: "What's so strange? You know how Elves give birth, but do you know how children are formed in the belly? These are natural laws. The God of Life said it before, it cannot touch the most natural laws, and it is estimated that it doesn't know how to grow the World Tree either."

"Then what to do? Find a Druid?" Galadriel said distressedly.

Kaelandail glanced at her, waking her up: "Oh, forgot you are the most powerful Druid in the Elven race." Concern leads to chaos.

"Should we try magic? Stimulate it?" Kaelandail asked in a low voice.

Druids have many planting, grazing, and germination spells. They are the masters of nature. However, the World Tree seedling is too important. No one dares to use magic on it easily. If it withers, they will become sinners of the entire Elven race.

And it's not necessarily useful. If the magic of stimulation were useful, the seeds would have been urged to sprout long ago.

Galadriel hesitated and couldn't make a decision. The World Tree seedling is too important, especially when the old World Tree is about to die and there is only one new seedling, any decision involving it must be very cautious.

"Sigh, if there were a few more seedlings, how good that would be." Galadriel sighed.

"Re... Report, Your Majesty." An Elven guard reported from afar. Because it involved the seedling, Galadriel listed this area as a forbidden area. Ordinary people are not allowed to approach, and even a large group of Elven elders can only surround it from the outside.

An attendant ran over to listen to the report, and screamed in surprise halfway through: "What? Really?"

Being able to scare her own attendant, it should be a very important matter, right? But what can be more important than the World Tree seedling? Galadriel said impatiently from afar: "What's the matter? Report directly."

"Report Your Majesty, the newly built teleportation array that sends the life tree branch has someone sending a message asking if we want World Tree seedlings, guaranteed... guaranteed to live."

"Nonsense!" A male Elven elder scolded after hearing it: "Is the World Tree seedling a Chinese cabbage? Anyone dares to say they have it. This is clearly a harassment communication. Just close it. You still report it? Her Majesty is busy with ten thousand things, where does she have time to deal with this harassment communication!"

Everyone around showed strange smiles, and Kaelandail even blinked at Galadriel, making Galadriel roll her eyes helplessly.

The unmarried Queen Galadriel is not only coveted by humans, but also coveted by the Elves themselves. The pursuers can line up from the World Tree to Green Leaf City. And this four-hundred-year-old Elven elder is the most active one, wanting to show off from time to time.

The Elven guard responded: "But the other party teleported a good World Tree branch."

"What!?" Galadriel and Kaelandail, who were just indifferent, all jumped up.

When they arrived at the teleportation array, they heard a cheap voice coming from the teleportation array from afar:

"Are you an Elven sister? I like chatting with Elven sisters the most. Do you know? This opportunity to chat with you was snatched by me with great difficulty. What am I? Guess."

Galadriel had black lines on her forehead. Where did this indecent thing come from?

Not only Galadriel had black lines, but Negris and Luther also had black lines. This dead horse patted its chest and guaranteed that it was very familiar with the Elven race, so everyone was relieved to hand over the communication task. After all, everyone knows the relationship between unicorns and the Elven race.

Who would have thought that this guy was not communicating at all, but flirting. When asked to roll away, it even retorted righteously:

"I am a poor unicorn, I was abandoned since I was a child, I have never received the care of an Elven sister, what's wrong with letting me chat for two sentences? Believe it or not, I will steal your dried beets tonight!" After the unicorn horn grew half a section, Lightning's courage became bigger and bigger.

When Luther heard this threat, he shrank on the spot. Without Luther, Negris couldn't do anything about this dead horse, so he could only scold: "You being abandoned is not pitiful at all, it's you who deserve it."

Galadriel took over the communication and asked directly: "You said you have World Tree seedlings? Is it true?"

Lightning and Negris both lifted their spirits. Changed person? The right master came?

"Who are you? Can you make the decision?" Lightning asked.

"I am Elven Queen Galadriel, who are you?"

A trace of fear flashed in Lightning's eyes, and it shrank its neck and slipped off the teleportation array.

"What's wrong?" Negris was surprised.

Lightning, whose courage was getting bigger and bigger, is now the master who is not afraid of anyone except Ang, the Angel Skeleton, and the Little Zombie. After knowing Luther's weakness, it threatens the Sword Saint with stealing dried beets from time to time. Just hearing this name, it shrank? Who is this?

"Elven Hunter, Dragon Hunter Galadriel, the new Elven Queen, a very terrifying woman." After Lightning finished speaking, it actually slipped out of the cave with a swoosh.

"Dragon Hunter? Doesn't that mean the Dragon Slayer of humans? So powerful? Eh, no, Dragon Hunter? Kuba Da, kill my dragon! Damn it, I want to chew all the World Tree seedlings and teleport them to her!"

PS: Continue coding.