Chapter 2682 - 1159: When One Ascends, All Rise (Part 3)

Chapter 2682: Chapter 1159: When One Ascends, All Rise (Part 3)

"From today onward, you are my guardians, gardeners. The gates of the Golden Apple Garden will forever be open to you, allowing you to thrive and grow in all the apple orchards."

A dazzling golden light burst forth from Stelina, and a giant phantom of an apple tree appeared behind her, with lush apple groves in the background.

This was her Golden Apple Garden, continuously supplying her with power.

The golden light seemed almost tangible as it gently rained down.

The treetops of the Songlan Treants below swayed continuously, appearing to rejoice, hungrily absorbing this golden light.

Shush shush shush...

A sound akin to silkworms gnawing on mulberry leaves echoed as the Cyan-Tree Human Saplings began growing at a pace visible to the naked eye.

With the substantial absorption of power from the Golden Apple Garden, guided by Stelina, visible changes occurred in these Cyan-Tree Human Saplings.

They began to resemble apple trees.

This transformation is clearly linked to the power absorbed from Stelina. The more they absorb, the more they resemble apple trees.

This represents Stelina’s transformation and assimilation of them.

The largest ones completed their growth first, their crowns withering, leaving only short branches on their heads like unique crowns.

The most robust among them had two drooping branches transform into sturdy arms, with their lower bodies splitting to form legs. Their entire bark layered like thick armor, averaging a height of over two meters and three, not inferior to the Golia.

They closely resembled their ancestors, yet the biggest difference was their golden eyes, reminiscent of apples, instead of black.

The maturation of these Cyan-Tree Human Saplings happened in waves, each wave containing around a thousand.

Limiting their numbers is naturally the seed count per generation.

Originally, those joining Gaven were just two branches of the Silent Tribe, with barely a hundred individuals, producing a number equal to their Life Dice per breeding cycle. They mature starting with eight Life Dice.

The Silent Tribe’s Cyan-Tree Human had a clear succession deficit, traumatized by the dwarf elf’s harm to seedlings.

With a completely safe environment, they did nothing but breed and breed more.

In a regular environment, it took them at least a month to breed one wave.

In the Land of Sealed Divine Roots, nourished with ample nutrients, regulated temperature, humidity, and sufficient light, their breeding speed reached its pinnacle.

Essentially, one wave every ten days, over nearly two years devoted to this singular task, the count of Cyan-Tree Human Saplings here speaks for itself.

Initially, it required at least another year for the first batch to mature.

But now Stelina used her powerful life force to send them into maturity in succession.

The later they matured, the more distinguished a feature became—the tree crown.

Just like a measure of prosperity.

Initially, it was one or two small branches, then two or three, followed by four or five, and finally six or seven branches converged at the center of the head, sprouting verdant apple tree leaves, with the final maturing wave even sporting thumb-sized verdant apples.

With a massive influx of natural force, the apple mother tree and the Golden Apple Garden behind Stelina dimmed until they disappeared, a weariness appearing on her face.

"I’m sorry, Lord, for disappointing you," Stelina apologized to Gaven with a sincere face, "I can only temporarily bless and transform these."

The last wave that matured was not all of the Cyan-Tree Human Saplings here, at most only half entered maturity, and the rest had their age nearly increased by a year proportionally.

Gaven asked back, "Do you know how many Cyan-Tree Humans you just accelerated to maturity?"

"Thirty-two thousand two hundred and ten, and forty-three thousand two hundred and thirty are in various seedling stages," Stelina replied without hesitation.

During the process of accelerating their maturity, she had established a faith connection with these Cyan-Tree Humans, naturally having a clear understanding of their situation, even more detailed than accounting.

However, this faith connection leans more towards the God of the Race rather than pure faith.

The scene before them was quite akin to grafting, grafting apple trees onto other tree species.

Gaven asked again, "Do you still feel that transforming these is something shameful?"

"I was too greedy, no, the benefits the Lord provided were indeed too generous." Stelina, after being repeatedly questioned by Gaven, finally realized it, thanking sincerely once more, "The Lord has helped me reduce at least a decade of effort!"

"It’s not just me helping you, the apple mother tree and the Golden Apple Garden contributed the most. Even with my assistance, maturing just one percent would be quite impressive." Gaven pointed out the true crux of the matter, "If I’m not mistaken, such blessings can’t be frequently used, right? How long until it can be restored?"

"Nothing escapes the Lord," Stelina answered honestly, "It will take nearly a year, until next year’s apple maturity."

"That’s quite good, by next year’s apple season, some of the remaining ones will likely mature automatically. You can assign some to continue breeding here, and with another cycle next year, you’ll have around a hundred thousand Cyan-Tree Humans at your disposal." Gaven suggested.

"Perhaps even surpassing that number," Stelina couldn’t conceal her excitement, "Look at the attributes of those Apple Songlan Treants!"

"Hmm... such a thorough transformation? Did they really unlock new attributes?" Hearing this, Gaven turned his gaze to the Songlan Treants below, carefully comparing their attributes.