Chapter 1271 Do You Want to Add Carbon to the Nuclear Reactor? This Will Explode!

Grete followed Eluni Emmagil, looked around, and walked into the venue.

The so-called "venue" is a particularly large shade tree. Gretel has been in the Fertile Forest for more than half a year, and has a very good understanding of the habits of the elves:

They are not willing to get into the house unless they need to perform magic experiments or go to bed. You can sit on the grass, under the shade of trees, by bushes, anywhere:

Anyway, nature favors them and the trees respond to them. Others sit down on the ground and get stung by weeds on sunny days, muddy and puddled on rainy days, and bitten by bugs if they are unlucky;

Wherever the elves sit, the tree vines automatically transform into seat frames, and the weeds automatically weave into straw mats. Even if you get close to a small insect or something like that, it will definitely not bite you.

——Per capita natural affinity is at full level. Therefore, it makes sense that the pendant left by Eluni cannot be inspired by the sea chart until level 10:

Below a certain level, daily necessities, food, housing and transportation are inconvenient in a place like Yongju Island. Even if no one discriminates against you, your life is not as comfortable as in the Kingdom of Kent. Why do you come here thousands of miles away?

This ancient tree is a species that Grete has never seen before. The trunk of the tree is so bare that not even an inch of the bark can be seen. The core of the tree inside is bent and twisted, rising up to the sky like a black dragon.

When Grete and the others came in, the tree roots exposed on the ground rose up, carving out a row of seats for them. Eluni patted the ancient tree, thanked her and sat down, but Grete and Cerela looked at each other, and each pulled out a floating saucer:

The floating saucer is still comfortable to sit on!

Then hang a floating technique, it is soft, you can move it, you can lean on it, it is much more comfortable to sit on than the hard tree root with dust on it!

As soon as they sat down, three or five of the dozen or so people in the venue took the time to look back. Immediately, a tall, middle-aged elf wearing a silver crown strode over:

"Eluni, you're here! - Come, tell me, how do you feel when you comfort the ancient tree? In the past three months, has the ancient tree's reaction become more agitated or quieter? "

"It makes no sense for you to ask like that!" Another petite female elf immediately retorted:

"When you are sealed in the ancient tree, you will lose your sense of the passage of time if you meditate for a long time! - Eluni, you just need to answer, that time three days ago, was the restlessness of the ancient tree more intense than before, or was it more violent than before? Were you lighter before?"

The two of them took turns asking questions, speaking at a rapid pace. Even though Gretel had stabilized [Language Proficiency], she still felt a little unable to respond——

The pronunciation of the elves is relatively soft, with a lot of tongue-licking and retroflex sounds, which sounds a bit like bird calls. Fortunately, he also had [Blark Words] constant and had a built-in output translation function. Otherwise, he would not be able to chat with the elves.

The two elves grabbed Eluni and asked. On the other side of the venue, a dozen elves formed a circle without even looking back.

The three or four people in the inner circle kept waving and waving their arms, summoning large areas of magic runes, magic structures, magic lights and shadows, foaming at the mouth, and the noise was so loud that they almost started fighting on the spot;

The seven or eight people in the outer circle were divided into four groups and stood behind the people in the inner circle. Each person held a notebook in his hand and kept recording, recording, recording, and occasionally reminded softly.

That scene looked no different from Gretel's group meeting in the research institute, where his researchers discussed the experimental plan.

Gretel only glanced at it and then looked away. Under the questioning of the two elves, Eluni frowned and began to stumble over her memories:

"In recent times... the restlessness of the ancient tree has indeed been more than before, and it is more intense... How long exactly? This is uncertain, really uncertain. During meditation, I have no sense of time at all..."

"I feel that my mental power is growing faster, but the burden on my mental power is also greater, and I have to spend more time in deep meditation..."

"Three days ago? That time three days ago was not comforted by me..."

"What?"

"What?"

Two elves, a man and a woman, asked at the same time. Gretel coughed, stood up from the floating saucer, and walked forward slowly:

"I took over that time three days ago."

"Who are you?"

"Which family are you from? I have never seen you..."

"Intermediate level? High level? Your spiritual power can already appease the ancient tree?"

"When did you register at the [Emerald Ring]? Why did the sentry let you approach and appease the ancient tree? - Eluni?"

A series of questions came to mind. Gretel looked at the tall male elf, then at the petite female elf, and for a moment she didn't know who to answer first.

Fortunately, at this time, another small group of elves entered the venue. The leader went straight to the ancient tree, placed his hands on the trunk, and silently communicated with it.

Soon, the ancient tree swayed, and its roots swelled, sweeping across the entire place. Almost all the elves in the discussion jumped up, fled to both sides, and ran far away from the field;

Gretel used the floating disk, turned over and sat on it, rose directly, and blessed Elune with another floating skill;

The entire venue was immediately cleared. The roots of the ancient trees circled left and right, forming a circular space under the shade:

Six tree roots surround three pairs of semicircular seats, leaving a passage in the middle for three people to walk side by side;

In the center of the site, close to the old tree, a single tree root rose up, raising a small platform. That height is just enough for a person to stand comfortably, rest his elbows on the platform, and place a stack of information in front of him.

The venue was set up, and at the top of the ancient tree, the long fan-shaped leaves moved on their own, surrounding a green horn. The branches rose, the leaves lifted high into the sky, and a low whine sounded naturally from the horn.

"Is there... a draft coming from above?"

Gretel poked his head around, trying to see why the horn was sounding. Cerela's whole body trembled. On both sides of her cheeks and beside her long pointed ears, a patch of thorns spread out, spreading open the fan-shaped membrane.

Seeing Gretel looking at him doubtfully, Cerela turned slightly sideways and moved her lips:

"This horn...just blew a different sound...a sound that you have to listen carefully to hear..."

A different voice?

Is it ultrasound?

Or infrasound?

In short, it may be sound waves that are beyond the hearing range of the human ear and are used to convey specific information. Considering the propagation range of ultrasonic and infrasound waves, Grete suspected that infrasound waves were more likely.

As soon as the horn sounded, soon there was a rustling sound of wings overhead. Grete looked around, but before his eyes could focus properly, a black shadow flashed across his field of vision——

A black raven with a wingspan of more than one meter and a metallic luster reflected all over its body rushed down like an arrow and turned into an elf when it landed. Following closely, swifts, albatrosses, golden eagles, peregrine falcons...

Birds of all sizes, whether forest birds, waterfowl, or raptors, which would never appear at the same time or place, flew in one after another and transformed into different spirits——

Grete even saw a snowy owl. Hey, the snow owl transformed into an elf doesn’t have to obey the laws of nature and doesn’t have to sleep during the day? I see you are in great spirits!

But no matter what, moving between dense forests and transforming into birds is much more convenient than flying. Gretel sighed enviously:

Forget about changing into a bird, I'm too lazy to learn another one. When will he transform into a mini silver dragon and be able to fly like this...

From the time he learned the art of transformation until now, he has rarely transformed into a silver dragon several times, all to cooperate with experiments and observations. Later, I learned some transformation techniques and only changed my eyes into the eyes of a silver dragon. I didn't even have to think about moving.

flight?

It doesn't exist. Let's wait and see when he can turn into an adult silver dragon and cross continents and oceans with Cerela, rushing in and out of clouds and storms!

The elves who arrived at the scene were obviously very familiar with each other, and they took their seats directly without exchanging pleasantries. There are three rings of seats. The first ring is for the legendary elders. Gretel saw the figures of Elder Masrei and Elder Melinthra in it;

The second ring seems to be their disciples, each holding various information, leaves, bark, and record books;

Grete and others were placed in the third ring, presumably those who provided information for reference. After everyone was seated, the tall male elf who came to ask Gretel before stepped onto the speaking platform in the center:

"According to the results obtained from previous inquiries to the pacifiers of the ancient trees, recently, that is, since the Well of Eternity's power has been insufficient and the flame has gradually extinguished, the restlessness of the ancient trees has been quite large.

Although I tried to increase the power of the Well of Eternity three days ago, they all had a relatively strong reaction, but after being comforted, they were basically able to stabilize. For this reason, we suggest that the Well of Eternity should be returned to its original state. "

"We object!" An elder stood up immediately in the inner circle. He was thin and white-haired:

"The safety and convenience of daily life for the elves should not be at the expense of torturing the ancient tree and letting the ancient tree's pacifier sleep for a long time!"

"The Well of Eternity worked very well with the ancient trees before. The reason why there was a problem was because the Well of Eternity was contaminated." Next to Elder Masrei, another elder whom Gretel didn't know said calmly:

"Now that there is a new method, we recommend closing the Well of Eternity, cleaning it thoroughly, and then restarting it."

"But during the closure period, what will happen to the Mystery Locks on Everlasting Island? - Without the Mystery Locks, what will happen to the enemies in the Great Rift? Do they all rely on the children's flesh and blood to defeat them?"

You say something, I say something, neither gives in to the other. Gretel didn't know the cause and effect. He was confused and completely confused. He wanted to go to sleep. Suddenly, the crowd burst out:

"Just clean up the Well of Eternity, transport new ore from the secret realm, purify it and add it! This way the ancient trees won't suffer -"

Gretel woke up with a start. He blurted out:

"How much ore do you want to add? If you add too much, it will explode!!!"

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