Destined to become a god, Tina's path is already at her feet. As long as she works hard, she will surely become a god. Unlike other elves, even if they work hard to death, they may not be able to see the portal of god.
"What about you, do you plan to die of old age like this?" Tina turned her eyes and brushed away a hint of disappointment.
"Will you die of old age?" Haoyue shook her head, "Tina, nothing in this world is eternal."
Even God cannot be said to be eternal.
"If the gods had not opened wisdom to us, who would we be now?"
"I am satisfied to be able to truly live once."
He is very open-minded. He has already lived again, which is already a huge advantage.
Between becoming a god and leaving his name in elf history, he decisively chose to leave his name in history.
Such a large country is watching him. The gods belong to the gods in the sky after all, and their coming to the mortal world is just a temporary stop.
If he becomes a god, what about the other elves? Who will inherit the position of the Elf King and who will continue to lead the elves forward.
He has feelings for this place and he can't let it go.
"I have become a god." In the elven kingdom, in the classroom where batches of elven cubs were sent away, the tree elder filled with the light of wisdom sighed.
He is still so big, and he has not grown in these years. While his appearance remains unchanged, his wisdom has also been settling.
Wisdom cannot be seen to grow directly, only the person concerned knows it in his heart.
He originally came from an extraordinary race and could feel the good and evil in other people's hearts, so he could also feel the emotions of the tribe cubs he taught.
I can also feel their respect for him and their gratitude to him.
Therefore, he also felt the call of God.
The godhead is on the top of his head, and he only needs to stretch out his hand to gather his wisdom and become a god.
It's just that he has more important things to do.
"Good morning, children." Elder Shu said slowly looking at the quiet children below.
"Teacher, okay." Many tribe cubs said lazily, looking a little absent-minded.
"From today on, we will add a new lesson to history."
""In Praise of the God of Black Iron and Forging""
Hearing this, many tribe cubs were stunned, and the noise gradually spread.
"Quiet." Elder Shu shouted slowly and majestically.
"You should be lucky that you live in this era. If you were born a hundred years later, you would have an extra hundred years of history to learn."
These cubs were stunned. You looked at me and I looked at you. It seemed that this was the truth.
"Abu, Abu, the Elf Kingdom has made an announcement."
In a golden field, a female elf is taking care of these chest-high golden plants.
She turned her head and looked at the black panther running through a thin line of yellow sand. On the black panther's back was a childish goblin.
"Go and have a look, Elf King, the Elf King said...said..."
"Say, there are two kinds of people needed in the elven kingdom."
The female elf in ephedra clothes stroked the black panther's plush head and asked calmly, "What two kinds of people?"
"The wise one, the sweaty one." The childish goblin scratched his head, feeling a little confused.
He also listened to what they said. He didn't know the words and couldn't understand the meaning of the words.
The elf in ephedra clothes straightened her disheveled hair and put it behind her pointed ears. She chuckled and said, "Isn't this correct?"
"The wise use wisdom, the unwisdom shed sweat."
"Then what does the Elf King mean?" The little goblin was a little confused.
"What does the Elf King mean? He just wants the elves to recognize him." The elf in ephedra clothes said.
"ah?"
The elf in ephedra clothes laughed, "What the Elf King means is to tell everyone not to mess with those who have some but not all. If you want to become a god, just use your own brain. If you can't find a way, just practice hard on your own. Don't stir up trouble."
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"Oh." The little goblin was confused and still confused.
"Go back, be careful not to drop it on the ground." The elf in ephedra clothes rubbed the black panther's head, took a piece of dried meat from his pocket, and stuffed it into its mouth.
The black panther narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, took two steps forward and rubbed the outside of the elf's thigh, then shook his fur and started running wildly on the field ridge, intending to drag the little thing on his back back.
"Goodbye, Sister Abu"
The little goblin lay on the black panther's back, breathing in the whistling wind, and waved his chubby little arms.
After the little goblin left, the elf bent down again and walked into the field behind him, carefully studying the changes in these golden plants.
I saw golden plants dancing in the wind and waves, making waves.
The golden platycodon is dotted with slightly long and narrow particles, but they look sparse and not rich.
She took out a notebook and wrote down in it.
‘The second-generation cultivation of No. 7 wheat has completely formed ears in 114 days and is ready for harvest.’
'The output has increased a lot compared to the previous generation. The specific data will not be known until after harvest.'
‘The second generation of No. 4 wheat was cultivated at about the same time as No. 7 wheat, and the yield did not increase significantly.’
Her name is Abu, and she is an intermediate woodland druid with outstanding spirit and magic power. This wheat field is her harvest in the past few years.
Blah blah blah
The breeze blew through the wheat fields, as if the spirits of nature were cheering, and the natural atmosphere in this area became particularly gentle.
"Teacher." The elf in ephedra clothes raised her head, then woke up, and excitedly called the tall elf who appeared in front of her at some unknown time.
This is an elf wearing original clothes, with pointed ears and a perfect body.
The smooth cheeks are very handsome, and it is almost impossible to distinguish between male and female. The chest is slightly bulging, as if it contains everything in it.
In the eyes of the elves who looked directly, the entire world was filled with only a vast green void.
This is the green of all things, the incarnation of the woodland, one of the gods of the elven kingdom, and the origin of the woodland druids...
"It's the harvest season again." The God of the Woodland said softly. After he spoke, the surrounding natural atmosphere was vibrating, and everyone was cheering and crowding around.
The natural breath is alive and praising its Creator.
The female elf in ephedra clothes was no longer as calm as before, and was very excited.
"This is the new seed I cultivated this year. Please take a look at it." Abu's face turned red and he was a little shy.
For God, it would be easier to do better than this, and what she has is really nothing.
The God of the Woodland took two steps closer, pulled out a plant from the wheat in front of him, held it in his hand and inspected it carefully.
The elf on the side looked at the great elf god expectantly. Although he knew that this thing could not be put on the stage, he still hoped to be recognized in his heart.