Chapter 1211 Scientific Experiments in the Emerald Dream

Elder Fahim, Elder Masrei, Elder Kareen, Elder Melinthela.

The four elf legends each had a stack of papers in front of them and were immersed in reading.

As Elder Melinsela looked, the garland on her wrist shook slightly, and she could see light spots flying out constantly. The green grass on the edge blooms and bears fruit, bears fruit and decays, decays and blooms and bears fruit again...

Every time a flower blossoms and bears fruit, the elder raises his head and glances at it. After taking a look, the tips of the ears trembled, and the edges of the paper were pinched with fingers. It was obvious that Mendel's pea theory was being tested on the spot.

Regarding this kind of research process where experiments are conducted on-site and the results can be seen on-site, Grete can only express: Boss, I am envious. And when Mendel saw it, he might have cried very loudly...

That boss has been growing peas for 8 years!

Ah no, if Mendel were here, he would probably open up a separate experimental field, work diligently, and only use human power to plant peas, and would never use magic to induce birth.

Don't ask, just ask because magic may interfere with the experimental results. The experiment must be done again without interference to ensure the accuracy of the results.

Well, Grete asked himself, if one day he were to establish a biogenetic research institute, he would definitely ask the researchers to do it alone without using magic to induce birth, as a control group.

Anyway, it’s not like he did it himself.

Elder Kallen's fingertips trembled slightly, and a faint, salivating sweet fragrance floated out in the wind. In a moment, Gretel saw buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, a small group of fruit flies, accurately throwing towards him.

This boss wants to rub fruit flies with his hands... The problem is, you don't have a microscope or dye, how do you want to see the salivary glands of fruit flies?

Then, Grete saw the elf legend leaning back gently, closing his eyes, and sinking into deep meditation. Is this... going to the Emerald Dream to verify it?

Looking back, Elder Masrei, who specializes in the earth department, is still concentrating, or rather frowning, looking at Gretel's pile of papers that are higher than Cihai;

Elder Fahim quickly flipped through Gretel's paper—the speed was close to quantum reading—and then fell into the Emerald Dream, frowning and wiggling his fingers slightly.

Looking at him, Gretel couldn't guess whether he was peeling frog eggs, cutting fruit flies, or doing something else...

The forest clearing suddenly became quiet, leaving only the sounds of the breeze, growing grass blades, fruit popping, and the gentle buzzing of fruit flies. And, three or four trees away, the elves deliberately lowered their voices:

"Little Grete came here to hand in the paper?"

"Probably... It's so thick. Is this really a paper... Are you sure it's not a poetry collection or a history book? In the academy on Yongju Island, only history books are so thick..."

"He's been studying this all this time? Ash, you've been helping him, do you know what he's doing?"

"I don't know at all! - I've seen his draft, but I can't understand it... Maybe, maybe only the elders can understand it, right?"

"Four elders worked together to help him verify it. It's amazing... We are very lucky to have one of the elders take a look at the papers we wrote before..."

"Tell me, can we see these papers later? Ash, can you discuss with Little Grete and make a copy for us to see?"

"It's hard to say...but if it's really an important discovery, the elders will catch us in a few days, right?"

Gretel completely turned a blind eye to the elves' discussions, envy, and curiosity. Seeing such a thick pile of papers, it would be impossible to complete the verification in a while. He looked around, raised his hand and gently touched the bush next to him:

The bushes trembled slightly. The main trunk is elongated and tilted, the branches are stretched, woven, and dense, and the leaves are laid out layer by layer to weave him a deck chair. Gretel leaned up and fell into the Emerald Dream.

The Emerald Dream has changed dramatically. Compared with when Gretel first entered, the scorched earth in the center of the rain forest in the distance no longer made him feel palpitating.

The breeze blew, the white clouds rolled up, and a layer of misty green enveloped the once-injured land. Even if the color of grass looks distant but not visible up close, being covered with such a layer of green is the beginning of vitality.

And the nature there is cheering and stretching, and the natural power of the entire rain forest is pouring into it. Grete looked from afar, and vaguely felt that there was a light green tornado standing on top of the scorched earth.

Hmm... Not bad, it seems that there is indeed a mapping between reality and the spiritual world. Let's just say that extinguishing the flames of the secret realm is useful. If we don't start from reality and move bricks in the Emerald Dream every night, when will we move there?

Grete nodded with a smile and praised his work. Then, follow the spiritual guidance and fly to the Emerald Dream, the place with the densest spirituality:

"rise--"

The breeze blows the grass stems, letting the light seeds fall on the damaged land with the airflow!

Birds peck at the fruits and carry those small but hard seeds to that land!

The power of nature fluctuates, causing those seeds to grow rapidly on the scorched earth, growing into grass, growing into shrubs, and bearing a new round of fruits and tubers. Then, wild boars, capybaras, deer, and all kinds of animals can go in and open up wasteland!

Go eat grass, go eat fruits, go eat tubers, go dig the ground, go dig the soil. Then, bring more types of fruits from the outside world to this land!

Gretel patiently combed through the power of nature and commanded the animals and plants in the Emerald Dream. Every time he combs, every time he is born, every time he is healed, he can feel the gentle fluctuations of spirituality, and the world gently responds to him:

Sorting out the Emerald Dream is originally a way for the elves to practice. The work here, similar to meditation, can also promote the growth of spiritual power. If you practice in your dreams every night, you are growing and making progress approximately 24 hours a day.

Well, it feels like we’re not far away from reaching level 13! Remember Elder Fahim said that legend should not be a problem to complete this task?

However, the elder probably never thought that the way I completed it was a bit unusual...

Elder Fahim, who had made this conclusion, was in the Emerald Dream, reading Gretel's papers and verifying them.

According to Grete, chromosomes cannot be seen clearly enough under a magic microscope. If there is a microscope made of electron flow, chromosomes can be observed more accurately, and chromosomes can be more accurately understood how to repair them after they are broken...

It's a pity that the electron microscope can only be condensed in the Emerald Dream, and it is impossible to get one in reality. Otherwise, I should make one for the little guy...

"Ah...such a little thing has so many strips...Let me cut it off and try changing it...Ah! It's broken again. Does it require a limited wishing spell to operate?"

"Then - the limited wishing technique, activate it! Cut off this strip for me!"

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