Chapter 135: Spring Comes Upon A Withered Tree (II)
Elves possessed their own sub-space. Unfortunately, due to the decline of power, Shang Ke could only hold up those ten seeds inside it. Moreover, he needed to release them to absorb elements every once in a while as the sub-space could only maintain the most basic biological capabilities.
Shang Ke collected the ten seeds into the sub-space while the remaining two were temporarily hung on his waist by woven ropes made of aquatic plants. After a friendly negotiation with a black bear, Shang Ke sat on its broad back and left the burned forest, accompanied by several small animals who had lost their homes.
The main activity area of the specters was in the northeast, so Shang Ke chose to head towards the southwest. However, he couldn’t be too far away from the center of the mainland. He had to be well-informed at all times to find the whereabouts of the phantom jade.
The forest burned by the specters was called “Wasier” and it covered an area of nine million square kilometers. It was the second largest forest area in the continent of Anglo. It produced one quarter of the world’s oxygen and had active natural elements, making it one of the four forbidden areas that the specters abhorred the most. The world’s largest forest area was the original residence of the elves—Faesier. Although it had not been completely destroyed, it had become one of the battlefields of the alliance group and specters.
The fire destroyed more than hundreds of thousands of trees in the north of Wasier. Although the total area of the forest was only a fraction of it, the rate of the specter’s destruction far exceeded the recovery speed of the forest. If they continued to burn pieces of it every, no matter how large a forest was, it would be destroyed one day.
According to the continental map provided by the System, Shang Ke finally settled down near Yunning Lake in the southwest of Wasier Forest. It was only a few hundred kilometers away from Lundo City which belonged to the Human Alliance. There was also a War Camp where mercenaries gather. It probably won’t be easy for the specters to extend their reach over here.
The original spirit of this body hadn’t dared to contact with any race. He wandered from place to place alone for nearly a hundred years, just to take care of the elf seeds. Unfortunately, he failed to see that day.
Shang Ke stood in front of a big tree covered in vines and slowly raised his hands. Green light sparkled from the tips of his fingers and it turned into a twinkling river that circled around the tree. As the river light flowed, vines twined and interweaved as if they were alive, and with the trunk as the pillar, a delicate and lovely rattan house was slowly created. Simultaneously, a small yellow flower bloomed on a branch, then the second and the third. In an instant, the house was blanketed in flowers like a lamp that was brightened with colorful lights.
The chirping of the birds rang out clear and cheerful in the forest. The leaves swayed gently in the breeze and the magical green luster sparkled under the sun. When the warm wind blew, the fragrance of the flowers overflowed.
Surrounded by vibrant elements, Shang Ke could feel them singing silently to him, as if they were welcoming the arrival of Teldrassil with endless joy and admiration.
Deep in the woods, a man stood quietly and watched the elf immerse himself in nature, taking in the beautiful view of his magic. He had been following the elf for several days from a distance, watching him shuttling through the forest alone with animals. He saw him drink clear spring water, eat nectar, and perch on branches, looking carefree and serene like a slowly unfolding image that made people unable to move their sight away.
He had seen many mixed-race elves but they were more or less worldly in spirit. None of them had such a light spirit and incomparable natural affinity as he did.
At this moment, a gem-like object on the man’s wrist flickered a few times. He rubbed it for a while, looked up at the elf once more before reluctantly leaving.
Shang Ke suddenly felt something and looked in the direction of the man’s disappearance. He knew that someone had been following him these days, but he never exposed himself. The night before yesterday, with the help of the skill leaf sight, he took a look at his stalker secretly. The man had dark brown hair and wore half a leather mask on his face which made it difficult for Shang Ke to see him clearly. Standing about 200 cm, he looked like a mercenary soldier. Judging from the shape of his ears, he should be a human and a member of the alliance, since he wore a ring engraved with golden wings on his finger. It was the symbol of the Uttar Empire and it was the largest human nation in the alliance. They were one of the main fighting forces against the specters.
Realizing this, Shang Ke didn’t take any action and let him continue stalking. After all, Shang Ke would need to use the power of various races to seize the phantom jade sooner or later. Maybe this man could become an opportunity for him to contact the alliance forces.
Shortly after the man left, a seed on Shang Ke’s waist gave a slight jump and then gave a sound crack.
Was the elf about to be born?
Shang Ke hurriedly removed the seeds from his waist. A crack appeared on the surface of one of the shells. His fingers slipped along the crack, pulling the force of elements in the air to try and establish contact with the small life within.
Crack, crack … The crack on the egg grew bigger and bigger. With a last crunchy sound, the shell broke into pieces in Shang Ke’s hand and a white tender elf appeared in front of his eyes.
Pale gold short hair wetly stuck against the tiny head. A pair of pointed small ears were pale pink. The small face was round and lovely with a mouth opening and closing to absorb the elements evenly. Moments later, he slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of big wet orbs that stared at Shang Ke.
Pure blood elves were different from human beings. They carried a part of their ancestral memory with them when they were born, and their bodies grew stronger in a very short time due to absorbing the natural elements.
The elf stretched himself in Shang Ke’s palm and reached out its limbs naturally. The delicate skin gradually became strong and powerful. In a few minutes, he flexibly turned over and sat up, looking around curiously before he began to climb up along Shang Ke’s arm. He stepped on his forearm with his small foot, held his upper arm with his small hand, and rubbed against him with a smile.
Shang Ke was enamored by him. He took the baby elf to the riverside to wash him. However, before he could squat down, the elf broke away from his arms and jumped into the water with a splash. He swam like a fish in water, occasionally spitting out a few bubbles.
“Are you a fish or an elf?” Shang Ke smiled. “Since you like spitting bubbles so much, you might as well be called Bubbles.”
The little head popped out of the water, spat a few bubbles at Shang Ke, and then sank back into the water.
While having a good time, the elf’s limbs suddenly spasmed out a few times and a painful expression crossed his face.
Shang Ke was shocked and immediately pulled him out of the water. The elf gasped, his face flushed with suppression as he trembled all over. His originally pink nails slowly became dark, which didn’t look it was from him choking from water, but rather like suffering severe pain.
The elf sobbed painfully and curled up in Shang Ke’s hand like a poor ball.
Shang Ke’s palm gleamed white and wrapped the small ball in it, checking his body while comforting him.
A moment later, Shang Ke frowned. This elf had uneven elements and a weak constitution. If his guess was right, it should be because he left Teldrassil too early and was contaminated with polluted air, resulting in deficiencies.
Shang Ke gently caressed the elf’s fragile body and whispered, “Don’t be afraid. I’ll take good care of you no matter.”
The first elf was deficient, and most likely the remaining eleven too. He must think of a way to help them recuperate, otherwise they may not grow up healthily at all.
Shang Ke sent the sleeping elf to the tree house and set a protection barrier. Then he ventured into the forest and collected some useful plants.
He sat cross-legged under a tree and used his magic to extract plant fibers from the stems to weave clothes for the elves. One by one soft little clothes were made in Shang Ke’s hands—silver white, light yellow, light brown, aqua blue. They were all exquisite and concise, with a natural fragrance.
Several small animals sat around Shang Ke and watched his movements curiously. A leopard cat with different colors leaned over and sniffed, squinting as if it liked it very much. Shang Ke decided to tie a tassel knot for it and hung it around its neck. It was very cute as it swayed.
The afterglow of the sunset sprinkled through the leaves into the tree house. The elf woke up from a deep sleep and rubbed his eyes. At first, he looked around in confusion, before he staggered to the door naked and poked his head out from among the leaves. He found a familiar figure under a tree with various objects placed beside him.
The elf suddenly jumped up, swung down the trunk and landed beside Shang Ke.
Shang Ke saw him and smiled, “Come on. Give it a try.”
The elf deftly raised his arms, allowing Shang Ke to help him put on his clothes. The clothes were soft in texture, and light and elegant like cat skins, making the elf look more elegant and lovely.
With his new clothes on, the elf was so happy that he threw himself on the back of the leopard cat and flew around, completely forgetting the pain from earlier.
Shang Ke smiled and packed up his things. He already had a rough plan for his future.
The next day, Shang Ke used magic to build several tree houses, and then took the elf to the forest to collect wood and seeds.
Wood was used for making musical instruments and various daily utensils. Seeds were for self-sufficiency and beautifying the environment. In addition to absorbing elements, pure blood elves also liked to eat nectar, vegetables and fruits.
After a harvest, the food could also be used to trade goods with other races. The fruits and vegetables planted by elves were rich in spirit and very popular in human cities. However, since pure blood elves were now a rarity, spiritual fruits and vegetables on the market were almost extinct.
Half a month later, the second elf was born. His physique was slightly stronger than Bubbles but his left eye was blind. His pupil was a light gray so Shang Ke named him “Gray”.
Both elves had defects. Although Shang Ke was mentally prepared, he still felt distressed. Elves were the darlings of nature, but now they were so fragile. Their lives would also be shortened by the loss of their mother tree and the fountain of life.
For these elves, Shang Ke decided to postpone contact with the outside world until at least the elves gained some self-preservation abilities.
“Catch him! Don’t let him get away!”
In the woods, more than a dozen mercenaries angrily chased after an injured man.
The man was chased to a cliff. He looked back and jumped down without hesitation.
The mercenaries looked under the cliff. The air was surrounded by fog and the end was bottomless. Unless the man could fly, he would surely fall to his death.
“Motherfucker, if there’s no body, the reward must be at least halved.” A mercenary cursed.
“We have his ring which is enough.” Another mercenary tossed a ring with golden wings in his hand.
“Should we go down and have a look?”
“What’s there to see? By the time we find him, the beast would have eaten his body already. “
A group of people discussed for a moment and finally gave up the plan to pick up the corpse. They turned and left the cliff.
At the foot of it, the man was not dead as the mercenaries thought. He staggered to his feet, propped up with his badly injured body, and walked step by step towards a certain direction, leaving behind a long trail of blood.
He didn’t know how long he’d been walking. The man’s line of sight was a bloody haze but there appeared a faint light and he smelled a faint fragrance.
He was still here.
The man collapsed to the ground, wearily closed his eyes and lost consciousness. His last sight was the blurry figure of that elf…
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SnowTime: What have I been up to? Being sick since the 21st…. Now I am coughing my lung up all the time. T-T Don’t get sick everyone. Totally not worth anything.