Due to the giant tree breaking out of the ground, the area within thousands of kilometers around it was now filled with cracks. About a hundred kilometers away from the Mother Tree, Angor and the others showed up near a valley formed by a rift.
"Did you speak on behalf of the tree?" Sunders asked, but his tone was firm.
Angor nodded. He was the one who spoke the last few sentences.
"You're trying to guide them. If they think about it carefully, they'll realize that you're doing it on purpose, "Sunders commented.
"The Dream Planter Sprites are newly born. Even if they're gifted with intelligence, they still need time and experience to develop their knowledge." In other words, the sprites' minds were still blank pieces of paper. It would take them some time to figure out what Sunders meant. "It doesn't matter even if they see traces of guidance. They may pretend to be obedient, but they definitely won't doubt their own mother."
"You can control the tree civilization to guide them when you're here. But what if you're not?"
Sunders was trying to say that Angor could guide them once, but he couldn't do it forever. What if Sunders' carelessness allowed the tree to take back its authority?
Freud was also worried about Sunders' words.
Freud sighed in relief. Now that Sunders had used his authority to determine the strength of the fairies, he didn't have to worry about wizard-level Dream Plant Fairies. However, there were still too many of them, and they were still a huge threat. Now that Angor was no longer in the dream wasteland, what would happen if the tree regained its authority and Freud lost control of the Dream Wasteland?
"It won't," Angor said confidently, "because it won't do that."
Angor explained, "The Mother Tree is the vessel of a tree civilization. It's an amalgamation of sentient beings. It's not a 'civilization'. Therefore, the Mother Tree will not interfere with anything the Dream Plant Fairies do, no matter where their civilization goes in the future. "
Even if their civilization is destroyed, the Mother Tree can always give birth to another one.
"The Dream Planter Sprites' civilization is only one of the choices the Mother Tree will make."
Freud didn't quite understand what Angor was trying to say, but he didn't. Still, Sunders understood.
The Tree Civilization was probably similar to an amalgamation of sub-consciousnesses. It was somewhat similar to the World Consciousness, but it was far from reaching the height of the World Consciousness. It could only be said to be a kind of Civilization Will.
Just like the Yuantan Continent, there was an amalgamation of sub-consciousnesses, which was called the continent's consciousness. Usually, it was almost impossible for the will of the continent to be activated. Even if the continent itself was barren, the will of the Yuantan continent was still as calm as ever. It was only when the continent was about to collapse that it responded to the outside world.
If the Mother Tree of the Fey race was similar to the Will of the Continent, then there was no need to worry about it having the right to speak.
This was because the Mother Tree would most likely not respond to any of the Dream Plant Fairies' requests.
That was not true at all. "You'll fall asleep for a while if you use too much of your essence." As long as he didn't use the tree to contact the Dream Plant Fairy, the tree would remain dormant forever.
"If that's the case, we don't have to worry about them finding our traces." Perhaps the Mother Tree's lack of response would cause the Dream Plant Fairies to take Angor's words as the direction and creed of their civilization.
In this case, the Dream Plant Fairies would greatly reduce the damage done to the dream wasteland. On the other hand, due to the diversity of the Dream Plant Fairies, the wasteland would quickly become lively again.
With that in mind, Freud no longer worried about the Dream Plant Sprite. "So you named it Dream Plant Sprite?" He joked with Angor.
"To be precise, Dream Sprite is the name I translated," said Angor.
If the Mother Tree chose the Dream Plant Fairies as the first cornerstone of its "Tree Civilization", there must be some information about them. He also learned what the Mother Tree told him about this civilization, which was a sprite born in the Dream of Reality.
Based on this, Angor decided to name them Dream Plant Fairies.
"What about the Mother Tree? Did you translate its name too? "Sunders was curious.
Angor shook his head. "The Mother Tree's real name is' Mother Tree of Civilization '. It's a talent given to it by the Tree Civilization."
All Dream Plant Fairies knew the name of the Mother Tree from the moment they were born. However, they would never call it by its real name. Instead, they would affectionately refer to it as the Mother Tree.
While Angor and Sunders were discussing the name of the Mother Tree, Freud was having mixed feelings.
Freud still didn't understand Angor's explanation, but he didn't need to worry about the Mother Tree trying to take back the right to speak.
With Angor's guidance and Sunders' restrictions, the Dream Plant Fairies could be controlled to a certain extent. However, Freud still couldn't get over his inner turmoil.
If he had not insisted on bringing the dream wasteland closer to reality and chose the authority related to plants, this would not have happened.
Freud didn't even dare to look at Angor's face. He kept his head lowered and remained silent.
Angor noticed Freud's mood.
He sighed in his mind. It wasn't Freud's fault. Besides, it was also his wish to bring the dream wasteland closer to reality.
Even if it wasn't today, Angor would still try to make the dream wasteland as green and green as possible in the future.
It was just a coincidence that Freud was here. From the beginning to the end, he was not wrong.
Angor knew that comforting Freud right now would not help him. Freud would never be able to get over it. "What do you think of the tree civilization's authority, Professor?" Angor considered for a moment and decided not to talk to Freud.
"As you said, the tree civilization isn't that important to the dream wasteland. However, it will greatly affect the people who live here. "
A civilization didn't mean much to an individual. However, when it came to groups of people, civilizations rarely lived in peace. Most of them were at odds with each other.
There was even a chance of civilization invading the wasteland.
This was what worried Freud the most. Even though the people of Foundation City were now residents of the Dream Realm, they still represented the end of human civilization. How would they deal with the invasion of the Dream Plant Fairies?
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