Phi-Fic Chapter 1389 Is there a second time this happened?
Chapter 1389 Is there a second time this happened?
Chapter 1389 Is there a second round of spewing nonsense here?
Ang led everyone's souls to the leaf where the slave market was located, and looked out at the trunk of the Tree of All Worlds from the edge.
“Nothing’s moved. Nothing has moved,” Negris said.
The Divine Tree of Myriad Realms remained unchanged, with its thick, straight trunk supporting a massive canopy composed of countless enormous leaves.
Each leaf is one or two thousand kilometers long and is divided into a sunny side and a shady side. The side below that is directly illuminated by the light of the asteroid is the sunny side, while the side above that is not directly illuminated by the sunlight is the shady side. The Starborn descendants mainly live on the shady side, but there are a few special ones, such as the shadow of the asteroid, who live on the sunny side.
Looking back now, the Tree of Myriad Realms is no different from before, and the true form of the ancient serpent is nowhere to be seen.
Little Tree Man, yah yah yah—
“It moved,” Ang translated.
Only he could understand the babbling of the sapling and the tree. It was an information fluctuation, not language at all, just like saying "I'm going to bloom," "I'm going to sprout," or "I'm going to rot." The old farmer understood it at a glance, but even the most skilled linguist couldn't translate it.
Negris had translated information about saplings before, but that was all very simple information. The little tree-man was describing very complex content, and even Negris, the god of knowledge, was at a loss.
The little tree-man insisted that there was 'movement,' and Negris said nothing more. The ancient snake was parasitizing it; whether it moved or not, it didn't know, but did you?
However, Negris still found it strange: "Why is it moving? Does it want to take action itself? If its true form is seen, won't it cause panic? How will it survive here after that?"
Anthony said with a solemn expression, "If it's confident that its true form won't be seen by others, then that's fine. But if not, then the Starborn here are in trouble."
“Trouble? How so? Does it dare to kill every Starborn that sees it?” Negris asked.
Anthony asked, "Why wouldn't you dare? Wouldn't you dare piss to death the anthill in your dragon's lair?"
“Uh…” Negris was speechless. Thinking about it this way, it seemed there was nothing he wouldn’t dare to do. The gap between the ancient manta serpent and the starborn might be greater than the gap between it and an ant when it was a dragon. Killing it was no big deal, just like killing a nest of ants.
Thinking of this, Negris became restless and said, "I'll go and call the silver coins and stick insects back."
“I’ll go with you, and we can check on the current situation of the silver coins,” Anthony said.
Anthony hadn't inquired about the silver coins for a long time because he had no one to support and no financial pressure, so he naturally didn't need to obtain financial support from the silver coins.
What he's doing with silver coins now is purely a personal hobby.
The so-called 'slave market' on the Tree of Myriad Realms has now become the headquarters of the Silver Merchant Guild, where a large number of Star-descended and second-generation descendants have gathered, forming an underground city with a population of 300,000.
Three hundred thousand may not sound like much, but these are Starborn and Descendants. Although most are Descendants, they are still the secondary descendants of God Star. Any one of them could easily take on three or five Sword Saints on any plane.
Silver Coin was already doing just that: labor dispatch. They would brand some intelligent, strong, sensible, and obedient sub-descendants with their consciousness and send them to various planes of the Divine Light Alliance to protect the security of their industries, or to join the Vegetable Bone Mercenary Group to do some shady work.
As for the Starborn, they cannot be sent out. They have the same problem as the ancient gods of the Chaos Realm: they cannot leave their planet for too long, otherwise they will easily starve to death.
The ancient gods of the Chaos Realm, including the Maw of the Abyss and the Dark Source, and even the Time-Space Ancient Dragon, cannot leave the Chaos Mist for too long, or they will starve to death. Ordinary food simply cannot meet their energy needs.
The Starborn are the same. Here, they can be lively and energetic just by basking in the sun. But on other planes, even if they eat magic crystals every day, they will quickly become listless. This is why you can't find Starborn on other planes. With their ability to move between planets, it is not difficult for them to travel to other planes, but none of them are willing to leave their planet too far.
Of course, the pact between the 'Tree God' and King Fere is also a factor, but how many Starborn are aware of this pact?
Before long, Anthony saw a row of war game boards. These boards were enormous, some as large as a city, with crisscrossing lines on them.
However, no Starborn are playing chess there now. The Tree of All Realms is about to be cut down, and the 'Tree God' has long since summoned all the Starborn to surround it. Only the Earth-level Starborn who cannot fly have remained.
However, Earth-level Starborn dare not continue in this state of war. If those advanced Starborn see it and become jealous, they might beat them up, and then they would have no way to complain.
The same applies to strategy games and dodgeball; all the games that the Starborn are playing have now been put on hold.
Anthony and Negris arrived at a crevice in the ground and soon saw a bustling, lively 'city' where countless subterraneans of all shapes and sizes moved about, transporting goods, hawking merchandise, or enjoying themselves.
There are no roads here, since the Demi-De ...
So the cracks in the ground were filled with pits and circles.
This area, made up of potholes and circles, could probably be called a 'city', right?
They soon found Silver Coin, who was in one of the few buildings in the crevice, working with Duroken to appraise and purchase the goods brought by some of the subterraneans.
He was looking at a nutshell from left to right, then handed it to Duroken to look at for a while. The two whispered to each other for a bit before turning to the descendant who had brought the nutshell.
“We don’t know what kind of plant this is, but its shell can withstand the high temperature here, so it shouldn’t be an ordinary plant. However, it’s hollow inside, and the most important fruit is gone. How about this, I’ll buy your shell with a piece of stardust. If you can bring back a whole fruit next time, I’ll guarantee at least ten pieces of stardust, with no upper limit. Is that okay?” Silver Coin said familiarly.
The descendant who brought the nutshell was somewhat disappointed and said, "Okay, but the place where I found this nutshell is too far away. I won't go there again."
Silver Coin gave it a piece of stardust and then accepted the nutshell, but when the descendant tried to leave, Anthony stopped him: "Where did you find these nutshells? If you tell me the location, I can give you ten pieces of stardust."
An empty nutshell can only be sold for one stardust, but a location information that one will never go back to can be sold for ten stardust. The Starborn sold the location without hesitation.
Silver Coin curiously leaned closer: "Lord Anthony, do you recognize this nutshell?"
“It’s not me who recognizes it, it’s Lord Neg who recognizes it. He said it’s the shell of a squirting melon. Is there a second squirting melon here?” Anthony said.