《The Plant Dungeon》Chapter 5
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**13 YEARS LATER**
I haven’t broken into the Mountain stage yet, but I am now 15 miles in diameter, 700 feet up into the air and 300 into the ground. A group of about 3000 people show up in my dungeon so I listen to what they are saying.
“Mama, why did we leave our home?”
“We left the city because an army marched on it so we evacuated it sweety.”
A few feet away to men are talking.
“If only we were cultivators so we could defend our city.” Says one to another.
“If we were it wouldn’t be there anyway, the King called away all of the cultivators for his army.
After listening to a few more conversations it’s pretty obvious that these people are war refugees that have come into The Dark Forest. They get to a spot about a mile from the center of the forest and set up camp there.
**5 YEARS LATER**
They have farms set up now and a town is beginning to appear where they are. Plenty of children too. Their population has grown to nearly 6000 too, although most of them are children.
**4 YEARS LATER**
Recently they have been struggling to fight off the animals. Even though they aren’t monsters, they are taking quite a toll on the people. None of them are cultivators which is hurting them. I wonder what would happen if I inject qi into them. Yes, I think I’ll do that.
** 5 Months Later** Hm... since I started injecting qi into them, there have been a few changes. The only outwardly noticeable change is that their ears have started to develop points. Inside of them, however, is where the real change is happening. They have just barely started to cultivate naturally, without any knowledge of it. Their qi too has a natural affinity with nature. They don't seem to have noticed the changes, however. I think this is due to how their souls are changing with their bodies, similar to the way I didn't notice my lack of a body until I reached the Lion stage. But that's just a hypothesis. I don't think I can call them Humans anymore though. I need to think of a name for my accidental creations. Hm... I think I've got it! I will call them Elves.
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