What's with the green bubble?
As Angor wondered, the brown bubble popped up again. Looks like another lost child came here by mistake.
The pink bubble spoke up as well, "I went to check, and there's another one in the forum. There's a strange comment under the article 'Prospects of the Deep Web'.
The brown bubble: Sigh. Can't help it. This is their home ground. They can come and go as they please.
Angor understood what was going on. In the Mother Tree Network, only Dream Plant Fairies could be considered as home ground.
He told Jon about the situation in the forest, and Jon's answer confirmed his guess.
"Those two new bubbles must be Dream Plant Fairies who were attracted by the surface network," Jon said. Chown said confidently, "That special pattern is the consciousness language of the Dream Plant Fairies. As long as you see it, you can confirm their identity."
According to Jon, for Dream Plant Fairies who were addicted to the deep web, the surface network was like a lighthouse in the Land of Evernight, or a barrier of light in the dark world.
Curious Dream Plant Fairies would wander in from time to time.
However, the current function of the surface network was not attractive to Dream Plant Fairies. They would usually leave after taking a look around.
As Jon said, Angor saw two light dots that represented Dream Plant Fairies floating out of the tree and the Mother Tree Forum before disappearing.
"The surface network is not attractive to Dream Plant Fairies, but those little ones seem to think it's an adventure game. The two dots of light you mentioned, when they return to the deep web, will talk about this adventure and find other companions. Then … "Chown sighed." More Dream Plant fairies will hear about the news on the surface and come here to continue the adventure. "
Angor looked at Jon's frown and recalled his childhood. Whenever there was a bumper harvest of Skywood Nuts, a rogue squirrel would sneak into Jon's house with its whole family to steal the nuts. Back then, Jon and Angor had a headache about it. Jon would always frown like this for a long time.
Although he had been furious at the time, now that he thought about it, that rascal squirrel's rascally appearance was rather cute.
"What are you thinking about? Why are you laughing?" Jon looked at Angor in confusion. He was sighing. How can you laugh?
"You think the Dream Plant Sprites are a nuisance?"
Chown shook his head. "It's not really a problem. I actually like their simple personalities. They're more than welcome to communicate with us. What I'm most vexed about now is the lack of privacy. They can just barge in and it's hard to talk about many things. "
"Although it doesn't have much of an impact now, if the surface network starts to spread in the future and users don't have privacy protection, it will be a nightmare."
Sunders nodded in agreement. Angor suggested that if they entered the dream wasteland at different times in the future, they could exchange messages with each other through the trees.
However, if this mutual information was not guaranteed by the government, many important topics could not be left behind.
Of course, there was no such problem at the moment, but it was hard to say what would happen in the future.
In order to develop the surface network, privacy protection had to be put on the agenda.
Angor agreed. "I'll think of something. Maybe we can use the tree civilization's authority to modify it."
In order to achieve privacy protection, they either had to isolate the surface network from the Mother Tree Network, or they had to make it difficult for the deep network to enter the surface network.
As for which one was more suitable, it would take a long time for them to adjust.
Angor already had a choice, but he still needed time to get used to it. He couldn't keep an eye on the tree civilization all the time. It would be great if someone could take over the tree civilization's authority.
Back to the old problem. Unfortunately, it was still difficult to solve.
Angor returned the disk to Jon and looked at Sunders. "What do you think, professor? How about we exchange information with each other?"
Sunders considered for a moment and nodded. "Sure."
Before this, Sunders never considered the Mother Tree Network as important. He didn't understand why Angor valued the Mother Tree Network so much. But after experiencing it firsthand, he changed his mind.
From the convenience of his body to the surface network, everything Sunders experienced today made him feel more comfortable and convenient.
Especially the surface network. It was an eye-opening experience.
Sunders was not too surprised about the delayed communication between the trees. What really surprised him was the Mother Tree Forum. There, he saw many benefits such as the publishing of academic research projects, academic exchanges, academic education, and the collection and classification of research projects.
There were other ways to replace them, but it was easier to integrate them together.
Besides, Jon was the only one who published his research. What about the future? If all the major wizard organizations published their supernatural research projects together, it would be a great clash of ideas.
However, when that day came, the problem of corruption would be brought to the table again. And it would not only be the Dream Plant Sprites, but also the other wizard organizations who avoided or trusted Brute Cavern.
Still, there was always a solution to every problem. Besides, even if the Mother Tree Forum was not open to the public, academic exchanges within Brute Cavern could still work well.
Because of this, Sunders changed his mind about the Mother Tree Network's uselessness.
However, whether or not he could reach the height of imagination would depend on how the future developed. Still, Sunders had to admit that the Mother Tree Network had great potential.
"How do you think the Mother Tree Network should develop in the future, sir?" Angor noticed Sunders' change in attitude toward the Mother Tree Network. He did not ask Sunders about his thoughts. Instead, he asked about the future.
Sunders shook his head in silence.
Sunders had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he did not intend to express them. He did not see the potential of the Mother Tree Network. It was better to let Angor and Jon continue to develop the network as they wished.
Sunders believed that Angor had great foresight since he valued the Mother Tree Network so much.
He also wanted to see if the Mother Tree Network would reach its full potential under Angor's guidance, or if it would be like a small stone that sank into the ocean.
…
After confirming that the trees could send messages to each other, Sunders' goal was achieved.
Now, what they needed to do was to create a medium for Sunders to enter the Mother Tree Network.
According to Jon, the Black Stone Disk was a little crude, but it would take a stonemason about half a day to polish it.
However, the Black Stone Disc was only a vessel for carrying the Spirit Stones. It was not essential, and a different type of Spirit Stones would do.
Angor returned to the real world and crafted a large box of palm-sized transparent plates out of discarded glass. The plates also contained enough space to store the Mother Tree's branch powder. Next, he used the Dream Whelk to take the plates to the dream wasteland.
After some testing, the plates could be used to enter the Mother Tree Network.
Sunders also sent a message to Angor in the group to confirm the availability of the plates.
Next, Sunders took the plate away and left.
In the real world, Sunders said goodbye to Angor and prepared to return to the mirror world so that he could search for Sumesh.
In the next few hours, Angor noticed that Sunders was logging into the surface network from time to time through the tree civilization's authority. However, Sunders didn't say anything at first, as if he was observing Angor's actions in secret.
After a long time, Sunders finally left a comment under a post titled "Pending Desktop Content" in the Mother Tree Forum. He asked about some details that were not mentioned in the post.
Jon happened to see Sunders' message and began to chat with him in the forum.
Kudodo and Papaya also saw the discussion on the forum, but they did not dare to say anything. After learning that the black bubbles represented Sunders, they would probably stay away from the forum posts for a long time to come. They did not want to offend Sunders by exposing their ignorance.
After all, there were many cases in the Magus World where people had offended an official Magus due to their ignorant remarks. Some of them ended up in a horrible state.
He did not pay much attention to the discussion on the forum. He left the library after discussing the surface network with Jon for a while.
Instead of returning to the real world, Angor used the Dream Gate to find out where the wizards were.
Iron Granny was in a new flower tea shop. She was sipping her tea while looking at the new flowers outside the shop. She seemed to be thinking about something.
Wallace was near Padt Manor. Not because he noticed Angor's residence, but because it was the center of the high-magic area. Wallace's eyes gleamed as he studied the simulated mana.
Leona and Tree Spirit left the high-magic area and headed out of the city. However, they did not travel together. They were not going in the same direction.
Angor hovered in the air for a while before he used a gust of wind to fly out of the city.
It didn't take long for them to reach a small valley about ten kilometers away from Foundation City.
The valley was surrounded by lush green grass and small flowers. At the top of the valley, there was a lone tree standing tall and upright.
A man who barely wore any clothes was sitting under the tree, listening to the wind while taking a nap.
It was Tree Spirit, who parted ways with Leona outside the city.
Angor's arrival was accompanied by a gust of wind caused by the change of weather. Tree Spirit's senses were greatly weakened, but he still sensed it.
He opened his eyes and saw Angor floating in the wind.
"Hey, Angor, why are you here?"
Angor looked at the lazy-looking Tree Spirit and slowly landed on the ground. "Nothing. I just came to see Mister Tree Spirit."
Despite that, Angor kept his eyes on Tree Spirit. The Tree of Authority in his mind space was trembling as if it was doing something.
Tree Spirit misunderstood Angor's question and smiled. "Leona and I took a walk around Foundation City. She said that the city is too rough, and she doesn't like it. There are too many different styles mixed together, and there's no proper city plan. She won't hold a tea party in Foundation City, so she's going to see if there's a suitable place outside the city. "
Angor didn't know what to say. So complaining about city planning has become a common thing now?
Tree Spirit said, "Speaking of which, I'm also curious about the creator of Foundation City. He's so … bold."
Why would he do that?
"Who knows?" Angor acted like he did not care, but he had already made up his mind to speed up the construction of the new city as soon as possible. By the time the new city was completed, all the newcomers would go to the new city, and they would be shocked instead of complaining.
Tree Spirit seemed to have noticed something. He smiled but did not continue this sad topic. "However, I personally think that since you've decided to open a branch of the tea party in the dream wasteland, you must have investigated the location in advance. There's no need to go to the suburbs to find it."
But Leona didn't listen. She still insisted on going outside. "
Angor nodded. That was probably why Leona and Tree Spirit separated.
If Tree Spirit knew that Angor would find a suitable location for the tea party, why did he leave Foundation City?
Most of the places outside the city were not high-magic areas, and the mana density was low. Even level-2 cantrips would not work there. Otherwise, Tree Spirit wouldn't have walked for half a day just to get ten kilometers away from Foundation City.
"The reason why I left Foundation City is because I found something interesting." Tree Spirit stood up slowly and turned to look at the lone big tree on the hill.
"From the moment I set foot in this place, I noticed that every blade of grass and every tree here gave me a very strange feeling."
Tree Spirit slowly walked to the tree and put his forehead on the trunk as if he was listening to the tree's heart.
It looked like an ordinary movement, but it gave Angor a strange feeling. Especially when Tree Spirit put his forehead on the trunk, Angor could see the giant tree in the distance stretching its branches and swaying in the wind.
"Mister Tree Spirit, what do you mean by 'feeling'?"
Tree Spirit shrugged. "It's hard to describe, but I can clearly feel that somewhere in this direction, there's a consciousness that makes me feel close to it. It seems it wants to tell me something, so I'm going to check it out. "
Of course, Angor knew that it was the mother of all Dream Planter Spirits who resonated with Tree Spirit. It was also the core of the dream wasteland.
The Mother Tree of Civilization.
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