Chapter 881 - 880: New Life

Chapter 881: Chapter 880: New Life

The night in this world ends as suddenly as its descent; when morning arrives, the curtain of aurora dissipates swiftly in just a dozen seconds, and the light arcs across the sky brighten within a few breaths—the whole world awakens swiftly in daylight, once again full of vitality.

A new batch of technology teams has passed through the Gate of Reincarnation, tasked with further observing and researching the environment of this floating land, while evaluating for subsequent larger scale personnel and material settlement.

Simultaneously, Baili Qing is reporting the situation here to the chairman at the rear—

"After Yu Sheng’s handling, the Tree Angel has completed ’localization’ conversion, and is now stabilized... Currently, the main contact and communication with the Tree Angel is handled by the travel agency team.

"According to the current assessment, the Tree Angel is likely to take root permanently on this Sky Island in the future, with a wide influence and already part of the ecological cycle of this desert island...

"Additionally, regarding the Cloud Sea outside the Sky Island..."

In the barracks of the command center, the chairman’s half-body projection floats above a holographic device, Baili Qing stands seriously in front of the projection device reporting the situation, finally mentioning the issue of Red.

"Moreover, regarding the Dark Moon Royal Court, Yu Sheng has resolved the pollution caused by the Time Shadow, and... he seems to have found a way to separate the ’Dark Moon People’ submerged in the Blood Moon..."

Baili Qing narrated the situation she knew, and halfway through, the elderly man on the other side of the projection showed shock; by the time Baili Qing finished, he couldn’t help but speak: "You mean, he saved all of Red’s former people?!"

"Only a portion, and currently can only temporarily maintain in the Soul Wilderness in the form of Spiritual Bodies," Baili Qing meticulously corrected, "Next, they seem to be attempting to use some feature of the Tree Angel to create a physical carrier for those Dark Moon People... They set out early in the morning."

At this, Baili Qing paused, speaking with a slightly subtle tone: "After all, that’s Yu Sheng; he always acts on his thoughts."

The chairman’s expression was solemn, unsure what he pondered, and merely shook his head lightly upon hearing Baili Qing’s words.

"Whatever he wants to do, nobody can stop him, considering he is, in a certain sense, the ’house’s’ owner, whereas we are merely tenants here. Including the Sky Island beneath your feet... ownership does not belong to Boundary Land."

Baili Qing seemed contemplative, while the chairman’s voice continued from the communicator: "Where is Red now? Did she go with them?"

"Yes, she went to the Angel Giant Tree early this morning with Yu Sheng," Baili Qing nodded, "I’ve never seen her so... excited."

The elderly man on the other side of the communicator did not speak immediately, seemingly having a hint of nostalgia on his aged face.

Perhaps he recalled his initial discovery of Red alongside Kant in that smoldering sea of blood, or possibly his own matters, some distant, faded memories.

After a long meditation, he gently exhaled.

"Good, very good..."

...

In the depths of the floating land, at the center of the mirror-like lake, the magnificent Angel Giant Tree still stood quietly on the Lake Heart Island.

Yu Sheng brought his travel agency team and Red, along with Lucrecia (who claimed she came purely out of curiosity) and the nephew eager to experience photosynthesis again, a group of people arrived at Lake Heart Island early in the morning, explaining last night’s agreed plan to the Angel Giant Tree.

The current Tree Angel no longer needs Zheng Zhi to act as a speaker; with the connection established through the Soul Wilderness, everyone on Yu Sheng’s side can now communicate directly with the giant tree—Lucrecia also accepted Yu Sheng’s "Blood Transfer" for convenience and can now directly hear the Tree Angel’s voice through the connection in the Soul Wilderness.

Overall, communication with the "old tree" is now much more convenient.

But convenience is one thing; efficiency is another—the Tree Angel’s slow pace of speaking and thinking hasn’t changed at all, and it was almost noon by the time both sides understood each other.

Erin lay on Yu Sheng’s shoulder, and when she finally explained the situation, she looked utterly exasperated: "Old tree... did you understand?"

Then the slow voice of the Tree Angel resonated in everyone’s mind: "Understood... probably. You want me to create some blank shells, right? That I can do..."

"Not just any shells will do," Yu Sheng quickly reminded from the side, "Rosaline has ’blueprints,’ the World Bridge has soul parameters, and your own Mind should record some information characteristics left from the Dark Moon Royal Court’s erosion; you need to ensure these things are compatible..."

At this point, he felt he forgot something and hurriedly added: "Also, don’t mold directly from Rosaline’s drawings! They are concept designs! It’s enough to extract the ’concept’ from them; the design is for reference, the entity should be molded according to the soul..."

This reminder was crucial, as everyone knows Rosaline’s drawing skills, which are arguably on the same level as Erin’s—so abstract that only the concept remains. If the old tree molded shells for the Dark Moon People based on Rosaline’s doodles, those of weaker psychological resilience might end their lives with a glance in the mirror...

Meanwhile, in the Soul Wilderness, at a certain platform on the high walls of Valhalla Outer City, the Tree Angel’s soul projection paused by the city wall, just as Rosaline finished her masterpiece, the young girl happily stood at the edge of the platform holding her large drawing paper up to the giant tree projection.

The drawing roughly depicted the Dark Moon People—a bit crude, with arms, legs, facial features, generally symmetrical and mostly complete; viewed from a distance after taking off glasses with over 800 degrees of nearsightedness, it indeed looks human-like.

Two slender branches extended from the Angel Giant Tree’s canopy, carefully grasping the drawing in Rosaline’s hand, examining it earnestly for a long time (though one wonders where the tree’s eyes are), finally uttering a slow voice: "This indeed is... design for reference..."

This thing is really clumsy as a painting, but as the "Blueprint Drawer" of the Lodaxim Kingdom, Rosaline’s paintings in hand should never be judged only by their superficial appearance.

The paper disintegrated into fine, drifting particles of light, gradually merging into the Angel Giant Tree’s crown, transforming into a conceptual blueprint anchoring a race.

"Blueprint... has been entered."

An ancient, deep voice echoed in everyone’s mind.

On Lake Heart Island, Yu Sheng heard the sound of branches and leaves shaking and rubbing above, and then felt slight vibrations from within the giant tree, as if some kind of structural change was taking place inside the Angel Giant Tree.

It was generating a completely new propagation structure based on the newly entered blueprint.

Standing nearby, Red instinctively looked up towards the direction of the crown, as if she sensed a familiar aura growing amidst those lush branches, yet somewhat different from the one in her memory.

"I need to make some adjustments to the blueprint based on the current situation," the giant tree said slowly, "this will help them... adapt to the environment."

Red watched this scene, feeling a bit nervous, and merely nodded repeatedly at the Tree Angel’s words—what more could she ask for?

It’s them, that’s enough; to return is good, she cannot ask for more.

Everyone didn’t wait too long—with a surprisingly fast efficiency compared to its slow speaking speed, the Tree Angel fostered new life.

A gigantic "fruit" appeared first on the lowest branches of the crown as the first "test unit," immediately attracting everyone’s attention.

The fruit had a dark red appearance, its surface entwined with thorn-like patterns, several thick vines hanging it on the tree, with faint red light flowing across the vines and surface, life energy coursing through them.

Then, the fruit ripened at an amazing pace—the vine dropped, lowering to a height very close to the ground, then with a slight cracking sound, the dark red fruit fell onto the lake shore.

Red instantly rushed forward, followed closely by Yu Sheng’s group.

The surface of the giant fruit cracked open with a few gaps, some thin liquid oozed out, while the inside of the fruit remained silent.

"... Could it be dead?!" Erin tilted her head, a bit worried, "Old tree, are you reliable or not..."

Hu Li carefully went forward, sniffing: "Sweet scent."

At that moment, a slight cracking sound suddenly reached everyone’s ears.

The cracks on the fruit’s surface instantly expanded, followed by struggling movements from within, faint, unclear exclamations.

"Help... What is this?! Anyone here..."

Red immediately pounced on it without considering the sticky fluid seeping from the fruit, directly tearing open its thick shell and protective membrane inside, almost half her body exploring within, finally grabbing a hand and forcefully pulling it out.

A black-haired woman in her 20s was pulled out from the fruit shell—she was wet all over, with a layer of thick, tough membrane wrapped around her.

The newborn’s eyes seemed not yet adapted to the surrounding light, and after being pulled out, the black-haired woman instinctively shielded her eyes, her wet body trembling slightly in the wind.

Hu Li directly pulled some of her tails over and wrapped them around the woman.

The black-haired woman hadn’t yet figured out the situation, her physical weakness instinctively made her support Red’s arm, after a while her eyes gradually focused, her dazed mind slowly cleared.

She looked in shock at the "queen" before her.

And in her peripheral vision, she saw several unfamiliar figures, along with the farther-off lake scenery, vast clear sky.

"I... am I at..." The woman’s lips moved, seemingly exerting much effort to speak clearly, she stared intently at Red in front of her, as if still doubting her eyes, "Your Majesty? Is it you? Have you come to take us? Is... it all over?"

"It’s all over, yes, it’s all over."

Red tightly grasped the woman’s hand, and after such a long epoch, she finally could say—

"I have brought good news."