I made myths

Chapter 3 Flying catkins

Wen Qian looked out the window, the sky was gray at the moment, the morning light was not as bright as usual, but it was also a new day.

And he also ushered in a new life!
The body stiffness and powerlessness caused by ALS disappeared, and he could clearly feel the abundant strength in his body.

Even the control over the body has increased a lot, and he is more sensitive to the surrounding senses.

The most important thing is that his temperament has changed, becoming detached, even the dust in the air will automatically avoid it and not fall on him.

This is the temperament possessed by natural creatures, or the representative divinity, which makes people know that they are not ordinary things at a glance.

But this is the influence that Wen Qian got from controlling the willow tree, not the real divinity, and he didn't even notice the change in his own temperament.

"Sure enough, I am still healthy and comfortable. I was only in the early stage of ALS, and my motor neurons were slightly damaged. Now I have almost recovered, so I don't have to worry about dying of illness."

"The most important thing is that I don't have to cook any more. I just need to lie in front of the counter and bask in the sun, so I don't have to worry about disputes over board and lodging. Just be a Wen Qian who has no intention of competing, and leave the fighting to Liu Shu."

Wen Qian showed a bright and beautiful smile, lay on the recliner behind the counter, and clicked on his own body template:
[Host: Wen Qian]

[Status: healthy, slightly hungry]

[Vitality: 2.5] (Ordinary people with a little bit of personality, not strong in combat)

【Height: 1.83 meters】

【Age: 22 years old】

[Acquired characteristics: 1. Super vitality characteristics, 2. Special nutritional absorption characteristics. 】

[Evaluation: It happens to be a salted fish for ten thousand years]

"Zifeiyu, know the joy of fish?"

Wen Qian compared his middle finger to the system to express his disdain for the concept of the system.

But after that, he turned over, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the browser to search directly. He changed various key words to search for things about the tribe. In the end, he did find some information, but none of it was what he wanted.

The information is only a few sentences, relatively general and not detailed, and there is not even a corresponding picture.

But this is also inevitable. If those primitive tribes are open to accept various investigations from outsiders, they will not be called primitive tribes.

It is because of their isolation from the world and the French protection of the world-leading UNESCO protection organization that these primitive tribes were able to implement a closed system suitable for them.

He searched and found that there are currently more than 5000 indigenous groups around the world, but nothing similar to what he saw when he became a willow tree.

The search was fruitless, and Wen Qian didn't delve into it any further. After all, the willow tree he turned into was too strange, and the blood that could be burned to produce energy was absolutely not ordinary.

The most important thing is that the primeval forest is in the early morning, and his place is also in the early morning. The two scenes and environments are completely different. There is not much time difference in the place where the difference is very far!

This meant that maybe the location of the willow tree was not too far away from him.

But he has lived in this world for more than 20 years, why has he never heard of such a creature?
Everything is so extraordinary that Wen Qian can't help but wonder if there is a turbulent vortex hidden under the seemingly peaceful life.

"Forget it, I will know sooner or later. According to the information given by the fictional myth, my fictional body of this willow tree will evolve into an extraordinary life sooner or later. It will be easy to study at that time."

Wen Qian looked out the window, and at some point the sky outside was covered with overcast clouds. The doorbell on the edge of the door made a crisp sound, and many water droplets fell on the door frame, sliding out a few crystal traces on the glass inlaid on the door.

In a blink of an eye, the raindrops fell quickly and hurriedly, and fell on the road with a clatter, and a hazy mist rose up, covering Wen Qian's vision.

"It's raining heavily. The weather is becoming more and more unpredictable now. It was obviously a good day when the sun was rising just now, but now it's pouring down."

He got up helplessly, wiped off the moisture on the window with his hands and looked outside the store, and saw that there was a puddle of water at the door that could cover the soles of his shoes, and his brows frowned.

Such weather means that there will be no guests on the first day of his opening.

"Ugh."

After thinking for a moment, Wen Qian turned over the sign on the door that said "Opening" on the outside.

"The weather without sunshine is always uninteresting, not to mention that now I rely on sunlight to absorb energy, so I might as well go back and continue to study my willow tree body. I remember that the willow tree was born during a thunderstorm day, and it was the same weather. split."

Lying on the bed, there was a whistling sound of a car outside the window. He gently stroked the cover of the fictional myth, and shouted in his heart: "Enter the fictional myth."

Suddenly, a pulling sensation came over again, his vision was covered by white light, and when he could see things again, he was already in the verdant primeval jungle.

"It's not raining? It seems that this primeval jungle is a little far away from Wenzhen."

Wen Qian shook his own willow branch, and just left for more than two hours, he came back again. This was the second time he entered the willow tree, and it was also the first time he entered during the day.

For some reason, the primitive people did not come during the daytime, but many small animals approached him, exuding joyful emotions.

Whether they were birds or beasts, whether they ate meat or vegetarians, they all landed on the open ground in unison, feeling the breath of the willow tree, co-existing peacefully without disturbing each other, as if some kind of agreement had been reached.

"This is also very good. Let's live together without racial boundaries, even if it's just a moment of peace."

Wen Qian's mood, which was originally disturbed by the rainstorm, gradually improved. He quietly absorbed the nutrients in the land, and from time to time a little halo fell, nourishing the creatures below.

At some point, pictures from different perspectives suddenly appeared in Wen Qian's field of vision, and the sudden changes made Wen Qian feel uncomfortable.

He felt it carefully, and a feeling of moving against the wind swept through his body, and it was multiple feelings.

"This is... catkins?"

Looking at the white balls of hair floating from his branches and leaves from time to time, and the extra angle of view in his field of vision, Wen Qian had the answer in his heart.

It turned out that the catkins flying out of the sky brought him more vision. Each catkin is equivalent to an eye, flying in the air like an unmanned spy plane, spying on the whole picture of the primeval forest.

At this moment, the system prompts long overdue:

[Congratulations to the host for reaching 50 points of vitality and successfully acquiring the characteristic - catkin vision. 】

【Catkins can fly freely in the air, providing the host with a 360° field of vision that does not exceed the body.The seeds in the catkins are self-pollinating, can take root on the ground, and grow small clones to help the host absorb energy. 】

[With the current strength of the host, it can control more than 50 catkins, please arrange it properly. 】

"Great, it makes up for part of my inability to move."

Wen Qian was so excited that he shook off a large green halo and merged into the body of the little animal that was under him.

These halos of life are like fine wine, and the small animals are people who get drunk when they are drunk but are forced to drink. All of them have rosy complexions, and streams of steam rise from their bodies, and they are crazy about having fun.

This is overfilled and needs to be released.

Originally one of the things that Wen Qian hated the most in summer, but at this moment it was like countless fairies flying in the air, he only hoped for more!More!It is best to cover the entire daylight and make the blue sky white!

What is the most painful thing for a person who becomes a tree?Of course, he has no legs and cannot move freely.

The function of the legs is not only for walking, but more importantly, for people to see farther and get in touch with a wider situation.

Even though the 51 perspectives were divided in front of him at this moment, Wen Qian was a little dizzy, and it did not prevent him from observing the virgin forest.

It's a pity that he didn't have much impression of the boundless Lin Hai, so he couldn't tell where it was. Fortunately, he found some familiar things.

More than 3000 meters away from the willow tree, a primitive tribe of more than 700 people stands on the high slope.

(End of this chapter)