Misty Haze Fort, Vera's territory, was bathed in the afternoon daylight.
Thanks to No. 5 sorting out and reshaping the randomly growing mushrooms within the territory.
Now, the overall environment of Misty Haze Fort had basically improved, and the subjects had resumed their labor under Vera's various incentive plans.
Although Vera was still relatively unfamiliar with the various administrative affairs of a lord, generally speaking, everything in the territory was developing in a good direction.
Not only that, another thing also made him feel happy.
By the shadow of the distant colonnade, Sirian leaned against the stone railing, slightly bending his knees, his palm spread upward.
A mycelial tentacle of No. 5 gently rested on the Elf's slender and well-defined fingers, seemingly communicating.
Vera crossed his arms, leaning against the open window on the second floor of the main keep, quietly taking in this scene.
A smile emerged in his eyes.
Previously, for some unknown reason, No. 5 was always somewhat timid when facing Sirian and would subconsciously hide behind him or Fayling and Fayin.
As long-term companions, this had once racked Vera's brains.
Vera and the other two thought of various methods for this, but all seemed ineffective, and ultimately could only helplessly let nature take its course.
Now seeing them able to hold hands and tentacles, looking like their relationship had improved, Vera felt sincerely gratified.
What he didn't know was that at this moment, Lin Jun was using No. 5's mushroom body.
"You mastermind behind the scenes, pretending to be a slacking senior, actually secretly plotting a conspiracy to subvert the world! You deceived me so bitterly!"
"Huh?" Facing the Puchi's sudden questioning, Sirian revealed a look of bewilderment. "What are you talking about? What subverting the world? What did I plot?"
"Still pretending to be innocent!" Lin Jun was filled with righteous indignation. "You evil attempting to destroy the world, I will expose your true colors in front of the world right now!"
Saying this, the Puchi ran in Vera's direction.
However, in the next second, it was tripped to the ground by a protruding tree root.
Sirian picked up the Puchi, sighing somewhat helplessly, always feeling that since getting involved with this Puchi, there was no peace every other day. "Alright, stop messing around, first tell me properly what exactly is the matter?"
Lin Jun roughly described the matter of the space tearing and mist gushing out after the ritual in the Giant Beast Bone Field was activated, then poked Sirian's chest with a tentacle: "What else do you have to defend yourself with?"
"That subsidiary space actually fused that much?" Sirian didn't quibble, decisively admitting his mistake. "This... is indeed my negligence."
But he changed the subject, his tone returning to calm: "However, you don't need to worry too much. A rift of that degree, for the entire world, is nothing but a tiny scratch. At most one or two months, the spatial structure will naturally heal. If it can't even withstand this bit of damage, it wouldn't be our turn to worry about whether this world will be destroyed now."
The Puchi's tentacle didn't retract, but waved in front of his eyes instead.
Sirian: "?"
"Compensation!"
Sirian was truly stunned for a moment. "The place where the problem occurred is within the Empire's borders. Even if compensation is needed, it should be the Emperor of the Empire coming to find me... What does it have to do with you Puchi? Rather, you are the culprit, right?!"
"I am going to save the world!" Lin Jun's thoughts were righteous and confident. "My world! Because of your mistake, was scratched with a cut. Shouldn't you compensate for this?"
"What kind of logic is this..."
Lin Jun tangled with the Divine Tree for a long time. Falling into the eyes of Vera by the distant window,
it was just that Sirian and No. 5's relationship had improved, and they could even roughhouse with each other.
After tangling for a long time, the Divine Tree finally relented a bit, giving the cultivation and evolution method for Treants.
The old geezer's family background was still rich; squeezing from time to time could squeeze out some things.
Having obtained the desired benefits, Lin Jun withdrew decisively.
No. 5 came back online.
Sirian noticed the change almost immediately.
First, that mycelial tentacle that was previously tightly wrapped around his hand, its strength loosened bit by bit, becoming soft and hesitant, as if the owner of the tentacle wanted to retract it but didn't dare to make too big a movement, revealing a kind of cautiousness.
Then the Puchi before his eyes began to tremble, the amplitude getting larger and larger, spores fluttering down from the mushroom cap.
The moment Sirian let go, it was as if it melted into the air, instantly hiding its figure, and then the sound of "puchi puchi" went from near to far, fleeing hastily toward the direction of the main keep.
It trotted all the way, bypassing the stone carvings and flower bushes in the courtyard, and then with a puchi, clung onto the back of Vera, who had just picked up his scimitar preparing to practice a bit.
Making the latter completely confused, not understanding how No. 5, who was just playing with Sirian, came over so quickly?
...
Northern Territory.
[Boss!]
"Holy Codex! You've worked hard on this trip!"
[Serving the Mushroom Garden, going through water and treading on fire, not hesitating even if my body is smashed to pieces!] The Yellow Codex's pages vibrated excitedly, wishing it could dig out a loyal heart to display.
The Marshal Puchi used mycelial tentacles to carefully hold up that Yellow Codex, which was obviously much thicker and heavier than when it left, not letting go for a long time.
Unfortunately, neither the book nor the mushroom had eyes, otherwise, their true feelings would definitely be revealed at this moment, eyes brimming with tears.
Ultimately, it was still the Yellow Codex who lost patience first.
[Boss, I wonder about my...]
"I understand, I remember." Lin Jun's tentacle stroked lightly on the page, communicating with the Yellow Codex. "But this matter concerns your safety. Must make foolproof preparations; absolutely no errors allowed. You rest well first. Once I have prepared properly here, I will arrange it for you immediately, won't let you wait too long."
With Lin Jun saying this, even though the Yellow Codex was burning with anxiety, it could only forcefully suppress that restlessness and wait patiently for a period of time.
Subsequently, Lin Jun stuffed the Yellow Codex into the arms of the bewildered Norris: "Take good care of your Senior Holy Codex, take it to eat something good."
It wasn't that Lin Jun intended to break his promise, but that he indeed needed to prepare some things.
However, these preparations were not to ensure the Yellow Codex's soul experiment went smoothly, but to ensure that even if it didn't go smoothly, the Yellow Codex couldn't turn hostile and cause trouble.
After all, it concerned the Sunstone; he definitely had to be cautious and cautious again.
Before preparations were complete, just picking out a few D-class personnel from time to time to feed the book and appease it first would do.
After arranging for the great contributor, the Yellow Codex, Lin Jun turned his attention to the harvest this time—a subsidiary space that was half-fused with the world.
In the area where the reception ritual was located, mountains of dirt, rocks, and twisted giant beast skeletons piled up, forming a weird, rugged small mountain.
Wanting to explore and utilize that transferred subsidiary space, these accompanying materials must be cleared away first.
But Lin Jun discovered an anomaly. Mixed within these layers of soil and crushed stones that obviously came from the Giant Beast Bone Field, were some things that were absolutely not natural creations.
There were twisted but still structured metal frames, curved plates inlaid with dim crystals, and fragments carved with almost unrecognizable magic runes.
They were buried between the rocks, soil, and skeletons, looking as if they were stirred in along with the spatial fusion.
These things highly likely came from that subsidiary space. Not clear whether they had research value, Lin Jun didn't plan to let the Burrowing Puchis randomly excavate with brute force, lest they damage these things.
He mobilized a squad of Mushroom Fortress soldiers, attempting to conduct protective excavation.
However, the Mushroom Fortress lacked experience in this kind of protective mining, and progress was extremely slow.
Fortunately, this problem didn't trouble Lin Jun for too long.
The dwarves who were sent out to recruit people previously began returning one after another. Not only did they bring more blacksmith apprentices, but some even brought their families and friends.
Among this batch of new immigrants, there was no lack of veterans who had rolled and crawled in mine tunnels for half their lives, knowing excavation like the back of their hands.
What surprised Lin Jun a bit more was that a truly heavyweight figure seemed to have appeared in the team—a Master who enjoyed a reputation even in the Dwarven Blacksmith Guild!
It was just that, among this Master's entourage, there seemed to be a group of guys following with ulterior motives...
(End of Chapter)
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