Astral Cockroach

"Little one, look quickly, this is the Iron Gall Chestnut, it's also a God-given Seed of Divine Quality! Do you know what a chestnut is? Has your inherited memory awakened yet? Top-tier tree species…"

The little warrior wiggled its antennae, indicating it understood, but clearly wasn't interested.

"Bamboo, is this the little warrior born in your territory this year? Such a cute little fellow."

Another talking tree? This time the little warrior wasn't afraid. It tilted its head and thought for a moment, understanding something: God-given Seeds of Divine Quality can talk.

"It's holding a Wind Chime Flower? Seems to like it a lot… This is a bit bad!"

"It is very bad." Bamboo then took the little warrior to the lakeside, greeting, "Nine-leaf Red Lotus, good morning!"

"Morning." The Nine-leaf Red Lotus was taciturn, replying simply.

Bamboo originally intended to introduce it to the little warrior, but stopped after thinking about it.

Lotus flowers grow in water, making management inconvenient.

Moreover, the Nine-leaf Red Lotus was born naturally, an anomaly. The lotus varieties recorded in its inherited memory are not necessarily better than the Wind Chime Flower.

Next, he took it to Crown Pear Peak, letting the little warrior see the Flame Crown Pear God-given Seed.

The situation improved somewhat. The little warrior's interest was piqued by the pure white pear blossoms covering the tree, and it wanted to pick them again.

Flame Crown Pears are valuable; each blossom becomes a pear, worth hundreds of origin stones. This time, Bamboo unceremoniously knocked it to the ground.

Intelligent life has something in common: an instinctive yearning for beauty.

It doesn't like bamboo, that's okay, pear trees are the same. Bamboo took the little guy into the sea of pear trees to wander.

Bamboo was right; Crown Pear's leadership and management skills far surpass the other warriors in the county. Over the decades, it has managed the sea of pear trees with great prosperity.

On Li Bamboo Peak, besides the bamboo forest, the pear tree sea and the Green Oak sea are the best developed.

The Green Oak sea is well-developed because of cooperation with Iron Saber Peak, with a large number of warriors participating in the management.

The pear tree sea is a manifestation of Crown Pear's ability.

It was spring, and the pear blossoms bloomed like a snowy landscape, with fragrant flowers lingering in the forest.

A large number of bee colonies flew and busied themselves in the sea of trees, collecting nectar. Nowadays, pear blossom honey is the most important food source for the Cattail Bee colonies.

As a top-tier tree species, even ordinary plants of the Cave Crown Pear have more nutrients in their nectar than other plants, which has the benefit of extending the lifespan of worker bees to some extent.

Brown Chestnut and Giant Dragon Bamboo also have similar effects in their nectar, but the current production is not high.

In terms of flowering, the pear tree is the strongest.

The little warrior was attracted by the magnificence of the sea of trees. It had only walked a short distance when it couldn't stay on Bamboo's head any longer. Its claws began to itch again, and it flew onto a pear tree to pick pear blossoms.

After picking them, it inserted the blossoms one by one onto the spikes of Bamboo's carapace.

"Another particularly naughty little thing."

Bamboo walked along, quite speechless, pondering: "Normally, it takes at least five or six years for a newborn little warrior to gradually become sensible."

"Wind Chime is old and can't stand the torment. Should I send it over there?"

"Forget it, I'll send it to Green Bamboo next year and let Green Bamboo take care of it. In two years, I'll see how things are. If it really doesn't work out, I'll just have to keep it by my side."

The little warrior was having a great time. After getting tired of picking flowers, it plucked up the courage to provoke the honey-collecting Little Sour Bees. Bamboo scolded and warned it for a while before it calmed down.

The pear tree sea is square, continuing to expand, with a side length of about 5 kilometers, covering an area of about 25 square kilometers. Among them, the four most important tree species, Orange Crown Pear, Flame Crown Pear, Red Crown Pear, and Bitter Crown Pear, occupy nearly 16 square kilometers, planted in the center, with various other kinds of pear trees planted in a circle around the periphery.

Its luck was also good; a Red Crown Pear God-given Seed was born naturally, so the effort was worth it.

Wandering around the pear blossom sea, time passed imperceptibly until dusk.

It seemed that the little warrior had completely walked out of the shadow of the Wind Chime Flower, and had become fascinated by the pure white and gorgeous pear blossoms.

It's good to be reformed.

"Little one, it's time to go home."

Bamboo shook its antennae, calling out.

The little warrior was also a little tired from playing. It finally picked a pear blossom, returned to Bamboo's head, plucked off the petals one by one, and chewed on the slightly sweet stamen inside.

"Do you like pear trees?" Bamboo asked.

The little warrior shook its antennae, releasing pheromones: It doesn't like them.

"…" Bamboo changed its perspective, asking: "Do you like pear blossoms?"

The little warrior still shook its antennae, releasing pheromones: It likes them.

That's right.

Bamboo chose a small path, carrying the little guy, and slowly walked towards Li Bamboo Peak.

"This forest is managed very well." Bamboo glanced around roughly, unable to resist praising.

There is also the skill of pruning when planting ordinary pear trees. The same tree species, the same soil, the same sunlight, the same fertilization, watering, loosening the soil, and weeding, different warriors have different understandings of pruning branches, which forms a huge difference in the growth of the managed forest.

The distribution of branches and leaves in the crown is related to growth, which in turn is related to the growth of the tree body, the development of underground roots, and the number of flowers.

The large forest that Bamboo was referring to was obviously growing better than other places.

Pruning has learnable skills, but more requires talent. After all, every tree grows differently, and there is no unified template. The important thing is to know how to be flexible.

"The little warrior who manages this sea of trees has talent in this area. Should I tell Crown Pear and Red Rice to take extra care of it?"

"That doesn't seem appropriate. Other little warriors will say I'm being biased."

"In a few years, when it has achieved something, then I'll make plans?"

"Yes, I can set up an assessment system and regularly check the growth of the garden plants that each warrior is responsible for…"

Bamboo pondered in its heart, silently remembering the matter.

The little warrior, who had been quiet for a while, suddenly became restless again, shaking its antennae vigorously. Bamboo released intense pheromones, and then fanned its wing membranes, flying towards the pear tree next to it.

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Bamboo came back to its senses from its thoughts, its soul jumped slightly, and following the direction the little warrior was flying, it captured a trace of a different kind of Origin Power fluctuation.

Bamboo was very anxious, and its psychic power suddenly erupted, shouting sharply: "Come back!"

The little warrior was startled and trembled, staggering, fanning its wing membranes, landing on a branch, looking innocently at Bamboo, stretching out its forelimbs, pointing to a pear blossom on the branch.

"Don't move!"

Bamboo's heart was in its throat. Its psychic power was gentle, shaking its antennae, calling out: "That is a flower about to give birth to a God-given Seed! Don't move it, quickly, little one, come back."

The little warrior tilted its head and looked at it, took a few steps forward, got closer, shook its antennae at the pear blossom, as if on purpose, paused for a moment, looked at it again, shook its antennae vigorously, releasing joyful pheromones, fanning its wing membranes, and landed back on Bamboo's head, continuing to release pheromones, conveying a mood of asking for credit: I found it.

Fortunately, although this little guy's claws are cheap, it can still tell good from bad.

"Good boy!"

Bamboo praised it, shook its antennae, and wireless radio signals vibrated and spread around: A God-given Seed has been discovered, come quickly.

In less than two minutes, a high-level warrior hurried over.

"Lord Bamboo!"

"A God-given Seed? Where is it?"

"Oh, is this the little warrior born in your territory this year? Does it also like pear trees?"

Coincidentally, there was also a two-year-old junior little warrior standing on this warrior's head.

"My territory also gave birth to a little warrior this year. I really hope it will also like pear trees."

"Wow, I see it, another God-given Seed! It's a Bitter Crown Pear!"

This guy is quite talkative.

At this time, Bamboo was racking its brains thinking: What was its name? I seem to have seen it, but I didn't ask its name at the time?

Bamboo suddenly felt that the Li Bamboo County now has just over 500 warriors, which is not too many. It should spend some time and energy getting to know each warrior, and not always have such embarrassing things happen.

The little warrior on Bamboo's head was looking at the little warrior opposite.

Then, the two little guys flapped their wing membranes and flew up at the same time, flying towards each other.

Then, they collided in the air, wrestled together, spun and fell to the ground, and continued to fight on the ground.

"Ah! Lord Bamboo! This… stop it quickly!"

"Lord Bamboo, this… should we notify Green Bamboo?"

The little warriors are too small and too fragile. In such fierce fighting, the toes of high-level warriors could touch them, and they could be injured if they are not careful.

Bamboo also had a headache watching, raised its claws and put them down again. Metal Ability was activated, and the soil and rocks on the ground were transformed into metal, which then formed two steel wires, wrapping around the waists of the two little guys fighting together, forcibly pulling them apart.

Metal Ability moved again, and the threads turned into cages, trapping them separately.

Why did they start fighting?

Putting them together for comparison, the shell color of the little guy born in Bamboo's territory was a dull brownish-red. The shell color of the little guy born in the pear tree sea was a dull reddish-red.

A slight but discernible color difference.

A very strange phenomenon.

Tracing back to the source, the ordinary little cockroaches in Li Bamboo County were all separated from Bamboo and Wind Chime's territories. It hasn't been long, but subtle color differentiation has slowly appeared.

"Could it be influenced by me? The ordinary little cockroaches in Belly Bamboo, Wind Chime, and Dragon Bamboo's territories don't have this change."

"Influenced by my aura, is my territory evolving a new cockroach race?"

This kind of phenomenon seems to be very common in insect races. The Red Cockroach tribe was derived from the territory of the Longevity Cockroach King in a similar way, forming a separate race.