The residents living here are all farming tribesmen who grow potatoes and other things. After all, most of the current elven kingdom relies on potatoes as their staple food. There are also artificially divided orchards and vegetable gardens next door.
There are large fertile fields for several kilometers around here, with shallow fields crisscrossing each other and straight lines.
The elf who originally designed the field division must have had obsessive-compulsive disorder. Every ditch in the middle was paved with stone slabs, leaving gaps of different sizes, which looked fair and beautiful.
But now that night has fallen, the entire tribe has become quiet.
Although there are blazing mushrooms for lighting, most tribesmen are performing solemn and primitive chromosome handover rituals due to the lack of other entertainment activities.
The Elf King Haoyue once said, "Let go of life, open up to life. If the elves give birth well, the country will provide for them in their old age."
The elf in ephedra clothes still has her work to do, she needs to thresh her wheat.
At this stage, she had no other means to perform threshing work quickly and efficiently. She issued a commission in the Emerald Dream, describing in detail the spells or tools she needed, including their uses.
She is obsessed with cultivating new crops. Naturally, other elves also have their own hobbies or things they are good at, such as studying spells and making tools.
Her half-moon scimitar was a design drawn by one of the elves for her, and it turned out to be very useful.
But no elf has accepted her commission yet, so now she can only rub it with her hands.
"The art of telling time."
11:23, well, it’s time to practice.
Abu patted the platycodon crumbs on his hand and stood up from the bench with a large bowl of wheat grains.
Swish Swish Swish
Under the stall screen with slight gaps, a fluffy fine velvet was spread out and huddled on the rough stone slab.
She looked at the slightly golden wheat grains, nodded with satisfaction, and a beautiful dimple appeared on her cheek.
Today is also a day full of harvest. Abu prayed to the God of the Woodland and covered the wheat grains with a delicate bamboo silk round cover to prevent small things from running in and eating.
When Abu opened his eyes, there was a quiet world in front of him.
This is the Emerald Dream. After the druids practice deeply enough, they can connect to this place.
Therefore, this place is regarded as a place of communication by the elves, and it is the second place of communication besides the Phantom God Space.
The strong wind blew away, and a light blue pterodactyl with wings instead of hands was flapping its wings and flying. Its long and slender body looked a little weak.
In this place, you can show your true colors and evolve your own Druid form.
Behind the pterodactyl, there are two slightly smaller blue-gold flying dragons, only one or two meters in size, flying with difficulty.
They were her offspring, with the characteristics of a flying dragon, except that these two cubs had a pair of small front paws, limbs, wings, and slender necks.
On the ground below, there is a sturdy earth dragon running wildly following the flying dragon in the sky. He has thick limbs and a strong body, and his body is covered with a light metallic color.
The first flying dragon and the first earth dragon formed a pair. They usually remained quiet until one day, the two little dragons, who were as small as young deer, were brought in.
At this time, many elves who were still alone discovered that these two veteran dragon beasts had already agreed and planned to live together.
"Ab, you're late." A steady voice sounded behind her.
Abu turned around, looked at this equally young and energetic elf, and smiled back, "No, it's just right."
"Look, someone has already taken your request." The elf took two steps closer, opened the heavy notebook in his hand, and quickly turned to one of the pages.
On the clean white paper, among the neat fonts, there is a small √ typed on it.
"It's Del. He said he would invent something that suits your needs."
Del is an elf who is keen on making fine gadgets and knows many things. He likes to make practical and beautiful things on the tools he makes, which is very popular among the elves.
For example, the slightly curved structure of the hoe handle, the curved design of the scythe, and the elf long sword, elf short sword, or elf secret armor that were adopted and recognized by the elf kingdom were mostly his design drawings.
Of course, he produced many achievements, and even more drawings and designs were sealed and discarded.
Those that are beautiful but not practical are eliminated, and those that are practical but not beautiful are fine-tuned. In short, the role of tools is to be practical, and then to be beautiful.
"Thank you then." Abu said to the elf in front of him.
"You're welcome, it's my pleasure." The elf closed the notebook and smiled slightly.
A Bu didn't think about why he was so concerned about these obviously complicated things, nor did he think about something more terrifying.
She was just grateful to him, because he coordinated it and the elves had more time to be busy with other things instead of wasting it on the tedious search for someone.
He has always adhered to an attitude that is fairness and equality. In his notebook, he will not take sides.
Whether the reward is too little or too much, he will coordinate it to ensure that the two people he connects with will not have disputes and that everyone is happy is what he pursues.
His mantra is, "I can't guarantee that everyone will trade equally, but I will guarantee that transactions caused by me will be equal."
After leaving, Aburi straightened the ears of wheat hanging on his waist and walked forward with long strides.
Here, corresponding to her location in the real world, a huge ancient woodland tree is growing here.
It is a retinue of the legendary His Highness, a newly reborn ancient woodland tree.
In the Emerald Dream, she can go to the location of the World Tree through any ancient woodland tree.
She stretched out her hand and placed it on the bark of the huge and majestic ancient woodland tree, squinting her eyes and thinking about where she was going.
Abu, who had already entered the intermediate level of Druid, was not affected by the teleportation. After opening her eyes, she slowly lowered her eyebrows and bowed her head towards the sacred tree in front of the sky, and clasped her chest with her right arm.
"Praise, under the crown of the World Tree."
This is a big tree that reaches up to the sky and the earth. The ancient trees in the forest just now are nothing in front of him. He can only say that they are like young children.
Even His Royal Highness, Crown of the Woodlands, is a fraction of what he is.
It's too tall and too big, the height and width are almost invisible.
Even from a great distance, at the edge of the elven kingdom, you can only see half of the World Tree that is still unfinished.
If it were simply big, it would not cause much reaction. The reason why the world tree is named the world is precisely because what hangs on its branches is not fruit, but the world.
These are the big and small worlds where they fight and live in the fantasy god space.
Every fruit represents a world, every leaf represents a possibility, and every branch represents a direction.