《I am a tree》Golden leaf
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One week of construction had been going on. All the new people have been getting accustomed to my domain, in other words, they learned the terrain and about the growth rate. They seemed a bit surprised about how fast the trees grew since they had only planted it recently. Another improvement was that they could now talk to Barbra... given that they're still shaky sometimes using a few words.
The space around me has been changing too; all the houses had been built and were around 60 by 80 feet with around 15 feet in height. Every house was placed on the half opposite of the lake and adjacent to the elves camp and soil pile. They made doors and windows with hinges that could be locked. Their roofs were shaped like triangles with a chimney sticking out on one side. Don't really think it's either too hot or cold here but I'd never know. Maybe I could make the seasons change... Well, seeing that they had better house development skills than them, Stanford and the elves requested for some help with their houses. They were able to communicate easily considering they only met a week ago, still that's good. Agreeing to their requests, the elves had their houses upgraded with chimneys and the new doors and windows.
Well, seeing that they had better house development skills than them, Stanford and the elves requested for some help with their houses. Agreeing to their requests, the elves had their houses upgraded with chimneys and the new doors and windows. By the way, the new leader of the bird men is a person named Albert. Although they are keeping their hanging tents, they're currently experimenting with seeds they got from the five new groups looking for the best tree.
Once they had finished the houses, they once again went to Barbra to ask something.
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"May we reconstruct the lake?"
Contrary to the smooth words, the speaker Courtney was nervously tapping her thighs with her fingers. It's way better than before at least. I have no problems with it, but they probably don't know how it works so I let Barbra give approval with an explanation.
"Master will allow you, but first you should know that the water will never run out."
"Thank you divine guardian!"
Yes, the water will never run out, apparently, it comes from a point in my roots so it'll keep coming out as long as I don't want it to stop. After thanking Barbra for the permission then waiting for her to go back inside of me, they walked away. I noticed that every time they come talk to us, there is some sort of rotation that was decided by Stanford so they would get over their fears... Anyway, once they had permission, they made a semicircle foundation for a path so that it would be something like a neighborhood road. After finishing the foundation, the sun had started to set.
I wouldn't have had that sort of time-related thought normally, but a yellow light was shining. No, it wasn't the sun but a golden leaf. On the beanstalk, the golden leaf that was at its top had been emitting light. Well, my expectations about it were fulfilled, but I'm not sure what will happen so I create a large barrier around it. Would never know if it was actually doing another charge attack... The elves that had been watering it every day and pretty much everyone else was watching from a distance... I made another barrier around them. It doesn't dig into the ground, but instead, creates a floor that molds to whatever it's pressed against. I asked Barbra to cover the now hundred thousands of plants around the edge of my domain because it doesn't seem good to be shot by that many flowers...
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Going back to the golden leaf observation, it kept glowing for a long time. Just as I was getting bored of watching it, the golden leaf suddenly detached itself then the vines untwisted itself opening up into a frame of an upside down pyramid. The leaf gently landed into the center of it glowing completely golden. Slowly, it crumpled into a sphere and merged into the center of the vine. Once it completely disappeared, the vines twisted back together and shot upwards. It was growi-Klang! It hit against my barrier and started to become deformed pressing against it, I quickly extended my barrier upwards once I saw that happen. If that happened to me... I think my branches would have snapped. It felt a little cruel leaving it like that too, well, it's still in my barrier either way.
Finally, the growing stopped and from its previous height of 50 feet, it became 80 feet tall. Many gigantic leaves had been added to its vines too. Soon, at the top of the stalk, a small golden leaf extended from one of the vines... I think it's done so let's try contact.
◄Hello?►
... Is it conscious or not, that is the question. The things it did just now didn't seem to be something a not conscious stalk would do... but I've only seen one. Soon, I heard a voice that was like a grown woman.
┤... Hi.├
Yeah, it definitely wasn't the same voice as last time. Crossing my branches I asked it...
◄Who are you?►
┤I am the... successor of the world stalk.├
◄Uh... then do you still um... remember?►
Not sure how it would be a successor, but it might still have memories of our fight...
┤No, I am a new existence so I have no memories before now.├
◄I see, well, I am the tall tree. You have been living on my domain for quite some time.►
┤Oh... thank you for taking care of me.├
It feels like I'm tricking it... but it's basically true that I took care of it... in a few ways. Actually... if it's a new existence then...
◄Let me tell you something, the rainbow has 15 colors in its cardiovascular spectrum.►
┤I see... what's a rainbow? I only know about myself.├
... I thought so. Barbra and I have memories from our past; Barbra got knowledge about us but nothing else about this world. We were able to fill in the small things with our memories, but a new existence like this can't. Well, since it already knows about things related to itself, I will need to teach it about peace and common knowledge. I don't want it to become violent and be tricked by obvious lies... It might be paranoia, but there are a ton of people who get scammed by knowing nothing. With that, I remove only the barrier around the stalk then say...
◄Seems I'll be teaching you.►
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