It is winter now, the weather is getting colder day by day, and there is still a long time before spring begins.
If this seedling could continue to grow at the previous speed, it might be okay, but now, as if it lacks nutrition, it has stopped growing and quieted down. It looks like an ordinary sprout, which makes people worry about it.
Can you survive this cold winter?
The key is, Gallo doesn't know what to do next.
It is said that some healing magic can promote the growth of plants, but he can't...
"Then I can only hope that you can grow up well."
He said helplessly, reaching out and gently poking the green buds.
But the moment his fingers touched the buds, he felt something suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
It was lines of text written in ancient common language.
These words seemed to appear in front of his eyes, and seemed to be directly in his mind. It felt very mysterious.
This experience is a bit like the feeling of seeing miracles in the ruins wasteland and learning knowledge from them.
Gallo was slightly startled, quickly retracted his fingers, and chewed the words in his mind carefully.
His level of ancient common language was very poor and he only knew one or two characters, so this line of text was like a heavenly book in his eyes.
But he subconsciously thought that this was some kind of magic, some kind of very special and unique magic.
This is a conclusion based on his sensitivity and understanding of divine arts.
This magical technique does not seem to be too complicated. After all, there are only a few lines of words to record it, which is less than the number of words used for the simplest first-level magical technique.
However, because they are all ancient common languages, there is no way to make a specific judgment for the time being. I can only look at ancient Chinese dictionaries first.
At this time, Miseran and Lilianluo also came to the garden. They saw Gallo staring at a young seedling in a daze, and trotted over with concern.
Maybe he was afraid that he would be stunned by the blow just now?
"Come and take a look at this."
Gallo waved to them.
“Why are there new shoots popping up in this weather?”
Misseran asked in surprise.
Gallo did not rush to explain, but first let the two of them try to touch the bud.
"How's it going? Do you feel anything special?"
He asked quickly again.
Misseran and Lilian Luo looked at each other and shook their heads. It seemed that they had not received that text.
Gallo thought for a while and did not continue to dwell on the matter. Instead, he simply explained:
"The goddess gave me a seed. It's not the kind of seed you download, but it's one that's planted in the ground. This is it..."
"So, this is a new bud of a sacred tree?"
Misseran couldn't help but widen his eyes and asked in surprise.
"Sacred tree?"
Gallo thought about it carefully, and there is nothing wrong with this statement. This seed is related to the goddess and the Star God. It is not wrong to say it is a sacred tree, but it is still quite different from the sacred tree in common sense, right?
And compared to a tree, he felt it looked like a flower...
After all, this thing comes from the flower-like Star God container.
But now it's just a seedling, nothing can be seen yet.
"Dude, do you think this is a tree? But I think it's more like flowers..."
"Let's call it the flower of hope from now on?"
"Well...it's a name with a sound!"
Misseran and Lilianluo did not refute, but asked with concern:
"But the weather is so cold, can it grow smoothly?"
"If it is really some kind of sacred tree, this temperature will definitely not be a problem for it."
Gallo acted very calmly and turned to ask:
"Rather than this, I now have to study the ancient common language. Can you help me take a look at the church?"
"Now that we have moved to a new church and there are more believers, there will definitely be more people coming, right?"
In fact, strictly speaking, a bishop does not need to guard the church every day. They should have more important things to be busy with. It is the pastor's job to guard the church.
This is the case with Miseran, who has recently spent more time with Gallo than in the church.
Now, Lilian Luo should naturally be responsible for taking care of the church. However, she has just become a pastor and is not very skilled in business and professional skills, so she needs Gallodo's help.
However, she looked confident and quickly replied:
"Okay, you can study with peace of mind. I will leave the church to Lilian Luo to protect it!"
After saying that, he waved his cute little fist, looking full of energy.
Gallo then went to the library to look for a dictionary with peace of mind, while Miseran and Lilian Luo returned to the church. After they all left, Amiya took the little milk cats to the garden.
They also gathered around the bud, watching curiously.
Amiya just watched silently, while the little cat's reaction was a little strange.
They seemed to be very curious about the green buds, but they didn't dare to get close, nor did they dare to scratch them with their claws, let alone bite them. They just squatted there and looked at them curiously.
Judging from their reactions, these buds should not be dangerous at all.
Amiya thought for a moment, then picked up the shovel and scissors that Gallo had placed next to her, and began to remove the weeds around the buds, loosening the soil along the way.
The little kittens picked up some dead leaves from nearby and placed them next to the young seedling, and then waited for Amiya to bury these dead leaves into the soil as nutrients.
After doing this, Amiya went to find a small pot of showerhead and carefully poured some water around.
This serious attitude is not like treating the buds as ordinary plants, but like treating them as new members and new partners of the church.
After such careful care, although the sprouts did not grow faster, they seemed to be more energetic.
Amiya then made some gestures to the kittens, probably telling them to be careful and not to hurt the buds.
The little kittens naturally nodded sensibly and formed a circle, meowing around the sprout, as if expecting it to grow as soon as possible.
Gallo, on the other hand, was completely unaware of this and was looking up the dictionary carefully.
Because he didn't get much text, he didn't spend much time translating those few sentences.
Those few sentences made up a very strange line of poetry:
"This is the only pure land left in this world."
"This is where all things are protected."
"This is where the gods descend."
"This is where life continues."
"This is the only hope."
This poem is very lame, it doesn't rhyme, it doesn't speak, it's very hard to pronounce, and its meaning is very vague.
The point is, this crappy poem has absolutely no connection with divine magic.