"Come, a little to the left, a little to the left … Alright, let's land here."
Rorschach carefully commanded the large tower crane to constantly adjust its landing direction.
"Boom!"
As the earth shook, the wooden house finally landed successfully at the predetermined location.
"It's a little crooked … I guess I'll just have to make do."
In the half-plane space known as the Land of Dreams, it was already a scene of prosperity.
With the base of the sunflower Helios as the core, many "skyscrapers" rose from the ground. The workers were busy, shuttling back and forth between the buildings.
There were taverns, hotels, pastures, fields, and unusually eye-catching tall city walls. The buildings were still quite crude, but there was indeed the embryonic form of a town here.
Due to the restrictions of the Dimensional Door, it was even more difficult for large construction equipment to enter and exit. It was impossible to do so with just the hands of the workers. However, there were better alternatives here.
"Will, next."
Under Rorschach's command, the large Treants carefully walked around the "model street". He and his two brothers, Tom and Jerry, were the crane, the tower crane, the locomotive, and the large truck.
They were not Rorschach's creations, but natives awakened by the locals. Rorschach gave them names and became their employer … Perhaps before they evolved to the point where they could ask Rorschach for wages, there was no difference between their employer and their master.
What Rorschach wanted to do was to chat with them, tell them stories about the outside world, and give them some Nature Power.
Rorschach, who had the talent to communicate with plants, would be able to reap benefits from this land as long as he had enough time.
Although the first day gave him a bad impression, not all magical plants and high-level plants were highly aggressive. After encountering many of them, there would naturally be some that were easy to communicate with.
Other than the large Treants that were obviously out of the ordinary, there were many other beings that he could communicate with.
"Master … There's a visitor …"
"Who?"
"… Female … Beautiful …"
Standing on the hill, Rorschach, who was still looking down at the town, could only helplessly turn back.
"Wednesday, female. Animals are male and female, humans are male and female."
Although the gray ear named Wednesday was not low in intelligence, but in such a short time, it was still difficult to understand the common language.
"… Plants … What are they … We …"
This time, Rorschach was stunned.
What were plants? Male and female? Male and Female?
In the end, Rorschach did not answer. He simply shook his head and went to meet the guest.
As a new class servant, "Wednesday" followed him along the way.
She had pointy ears and gray hair, but between the ends of her hair, she looked like a wooden comb.
They, or they were half-treants, half-centaurs, half-humans, half-humans, half-humans, half-centaurs, half-humans, half-humans, half-trees, half-trees, half-trees, half-humans, half-humans, half-humans, half-humans, half-humans, half-centaurs, half-half-humans and half-humans...
There were two-legged, four-legged, six-legged creatures. There were faint traces of tree bark on their bodies, just like human birthmarks. Their faces were also completely different. There were bird-shaped creatures, tiger-headed creatures, and cylindrical creatures, but the largest one was still humanoid.
They were the original inhabitants of this place. Perhaps they once had their own social structure, but hundreds of years had destroyed everything. Before Rorschach found them under the guidance of the forest, they lived a primitive life.
For them, Rorschach even contacted the Wood Spirit Tribe. After all, they seemed to be related to the Wood Spirit Tribe by blood … The response from the Wood Spirit Tribe was very interesting.
The Wood Spirit Tribe directly sent a few people. Although the Seven Virtues did not come personally, but from their individual strength and feeling, they should be the upper echelons of the tribe.
And after communicating with them, Rorschach was also sure that these intelligent creatures were just an accident.
"It doesn't make sense. The sun has been gone for hundreds of years, how did they evolve?"
"With enough time, even a monkey tied to a piano can play the symphony of fate … Maybe this is fate."
"Can natural evolution reach such a level? Perhaps they were half-finished products personally created by Mother from the very start … Did Mother answer me? "
"… No, but the Seven Virtues answered. They said that they didn't see any other intelligent species here at the time, and that they should have evolved naturally in the past few hundred years."
The Land of Dreams wasn't a true continent. The boundaries of the Demiplane were visible to the naked eye. Naturally, there was a limit to the number of people living in the Demiplane. When Roxia found them, there were only two tribes and a little over three hundred "people" in total.
After a simple conversation, the Wood Spirit Tribe took away a batch of newborns, probably to show the Wood Spirit Tribe's leaders. They also left behind a few workers.
Considering the uniqueness of this place, these newborns were probably distant relatives of the Wood Spirit Tribe. The remaining Wood Spirit Tribe members began trying to educate them.
As for Wednesday, he was a genius native who graduated quickly from a short crash course. In order to further his evolution and to better understand this newborns, he was tossed to Rorschach as a servant.
Considering Wednesday's intelligence and skills, he was probably just an errand boy. In fact, these days, Rorschach had experienced one of the hardships of being a parent — naughty children were really difficult to take care of.
However, Rorschach still gladly accepted this mission and actively wrote all sorts of reports and materials. Of course, there was a reason for this.
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