"Mu...Mu Hua, that...that!" Pointing at Thursday flying into the sky, Vivian pulled Mu Hua and said.

"Well, that's Thursday. Haha, from now on, please call me Archdruid." Mu Hua said happily, tossing the plant essence in his hand.

"It's... Thursday? Your follower? What is it?" Although they didn't know what Mu Hua was thinking, several people ignored his words as the great druid and asked questioningly.

"Well, this guy is unlucky. He was harmed by the monsters from the abyss. He is still recovering from his injuries. He should be considered a larval Leviathan." Mu Hua said as he waved his hand and walked out of the camp.

Thursday was indeed injured by the abyss monster, but his soul injuries have basically recovered. The so-called healing was actually for the soul tentacles that were cut off by Mu Hua.

Mu Hua's words were unclear, and Taibesha and the other two only had a vague understanding of what he meant. They chased after Mu Hua. The word Leviathan made the three of them imagine a lot, but they even forgot about the corpse of the little ghost they brought back.

Following Mu Hua's narration, several people roughly understood the origin of Thursday. They couldn't tell for a moment whether Thursday was tricked by Mu Hua, but they also sighed at Mu Hua's good luck that he could actually get a demon with a strategic style like Leviathan.

"I brought back some goblins. I plan to release some monsters in the east. If any goblins come here in the near future, try not to kill them if you can."

"Besha, take some time to go to the Monster Courtyard and capture some monsters. They don't have to be too strong. Find the kind you can suppress. Also hurry to the east."

Mu Hua told Taibesa that he wanted to expand the ecological environment of the Abyss Island, but the Warcraft Courtyard had to guard against ghosts and gods just like it had to guard against thieves, so this kind of thing still required Taibesa to lead people to do it.

Following Mu Hua's instructions, Mu Hua discussed with Taibesha the issue of war beasts, psychic physique, guardian spirit, war pet beasts, attribute magic, and thinking about the configuration that Mu Hua was going to make for the team members, Taibesha's imagination ran wild again.

Let Taibetha catch the monsters, and Mu Hua can also catch some flying dragons.

However, he planned to see if the demon merchant could get him some ambergris bushes first. If he had ambergris, it would be easier to train the flying dragons. Otherwise, it would be quite troublesome to restrain the flying dragons unless they were killed or crippled.

Mu Hua ran out of the camp and came to the place where the golden apple trees were planted. Several golden apple saplings in the camp had died long ago, and only two wilted saplings were still alive outside the camp.

"Why not use this plant essence on the World Tree? This thing is not cheap when sold by the demon merchant." Barbara poked the juice in Mu Hua's hand with her finger and waited curiously for Mu Hua to take action.

"It is only possible to absorb it from plants with annual rings that have survived for more than 500 years. There is no clear way to practice natural secrets, and gluttony often takes the route of elemental spirits. Generally, those who can absorb plant essences should be high-level Aomori demons. It is understandable that it is a bit expensive."

"The World Tree is too high-end, and the Golden Apple Tree needs higher-level creatures as nutrients to survive. Well, at least we should bury some high-level monsters as fertilizer for it."

"If we can turn this golden apple tree into a tree shepherd, we won't have to waste monster corpses. Our future life transitions all depend on them growing golden apples."

As he spoke, the rhythm of tree herding began to move. Mu Hua could faintly feel the weakness of the golden apple sapling, and seemed to sense the desire from the golden apple sapling.

The strange rhythm formed a connection between Mu Hua and the golden apple tree, and Mu Hua attached the plant essence to the trunk of the golden apple tree.

It seemed like absorption or infusion, as the essence of the plant was integrated into it, the golden apple saplings in front of him began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The thumb-thick tree trunk becomes as thick as a few fingers, and then becomes as thick as a wrist. Old bark gradually forms on the trunk, and when the old bark fades away, new branches appear.

The ground was shaking slightly, probably due to the rapid growth of tree roots underground.

"Don't hurt the saplings nearby." Mu Hua muttered softly, and the leaves rustled, as if responding to Mu Hua's request.

The one-meter-tall sapling grew to three meters in height, and the entire plant essence was absorbed by the golden apple tree.

Mu Hua twitched his lips. This should be the essence contained in a thousand-year-old tree. It probably catalyzed the growth of this golden apple tree for more than ten years.

The three-meter-tall fruit tree has well-proportioned and luxuriant branches and leaves, not the kind that grow randomly and messily. However, this fruit tree still has not bloomed and has not borne fruit, so it seems that it is still in its 'immature' stage.

Another ball of plant essence was taken out, and the fruit tree began to grow rapidly again. This time, the thickness of the trunk increased faster than before. Until this ball of plant essence was almost absorbed, flower buds finally formed on the fruit tree.

"Be obedient, everything will be yours soon." Mu Hua muttered again, but took back the plant essence in his hand.

He asked Tabitha and the other girls to make a few ladders, and plucked some hair from the body of a fire dog to make brushes. Then they climbed up and down the fruit tree, carefully pollinating the flower buds.

Several people worked hard for a while. When Mu Hua pasted the plant essence on the trunk again, the fruit tree seemed to have a spirit. It did not absorb all the plant essence. Instead, it stopped absorbing the plant essence after it was full of ripe fruits. The skin of the apples, which were slightly larger than a fist, had a metallic luster. The soft brown-red color was not bad, but it was a pity that the fruits hanging on the branches did not have the golden color that could drive people crazy.

The fruit of wisdom failed to mutate into a golden apple, and the branches of the fruit trees were filled with expensive fruits of wisdom.

Mu Hua and his companions started to get busy again, climbing up and down again, and they turned into fruit farmers picking fruits.

Mu Hua felt somewhat disappointed, but the three girls, Taibesha, were laughing.

Although no real golden apples were produced, these fruits were all high-end fruits that could increase one's understanding in a short period of time. If it weren't for Mu Hua's Hundred Refinements Secret Stone, these fruits would probably be enough to excite the three women for a long time.

After picking the fruits, Mu Hua continued to supply plant essence to the golden apple tree. The clusters of plant essence were large and small, representing the patches of 'alopecia' that Mu Hua had created in the forest of the Kanes Courtyard.

It grew, bloomed, and bore fruit. After picking the wisdom fruit several times, there were so many fruits that Tabesha and the other two gradually lost their enthusiasm for this thing.

Plants also have their own lifespans, which can be as short as a year and a half, or as long as a thousand years. However, even for ancient trees that can survive for a long time, it is not uncommon for them to wither and die due to some unexpected disasters within a hundred years.

At the same time, not all trees can grow infinitely. When a fruit tree grows to a thickness that requires a person to hug it, it will no longer grow thicker.

The branches of the tree became more vigorous, but without the essence of the plant, perhaps this fruit tree would also enter the stage of decay and withering.

As the tree continued to absorb the essence of the plant, it seemed that this 'old' fruit tree became more spiritual. When it bloomed, the swaying of its branches and leaves would remind Mu Hua to pollinate the flowers. When the fruits were ripe, they would fall off the tree before they became overripe and shrivelled.

Everything seemed to be going in a good direction, but no real golden apples were produced. Mu Hua tried to communicate with the fruit tree and got some vague responses, including the problem of mutation probability, which seemed to be beyond the control of the golden apple tree itself.

Gradually, several tumors appeared on the trunks of the fruit trees. Some of the tumors had eyes and noses, and some of the tumors had branches as thick as arms.

Face, arms, joints and finger bones, as these took shape, the ground shook again, some thick roots drilled out from the ground, the entangled roots gradually formed stiff legs, and a tree shepherd with tree crowns and branches on his head appeared in front of Mu Hua and his companions.

"Master, if you want golden apples, it would be best if I absorb some adult upper demons during the flowering period. That way, my fruit will have a certain probability of mutation. Otherwise, it is almost impossible for me to produce golden apples."

With an old voice, the tree shepherd opened his wooden eyes and spoke to the humans who were looking at him in surprise.

The tree man, which is about twenty meters tall, is not considered tall. Even if its legs were spread out as roots, it would only be a fruit tree more than ten meters tall.

This tree shepherd transformed from the golden apple tree is definitely a production type. When it comes to combat, you probably can't rely on it at all.

However, since it has become a tree shepherd, it has freed itself from the shackles of life. As long as it is not beaten to death, even if Mu Hua ignores it in the future, it will be able to grow on its own and bear fruit regularly.

Golden apples are not so easy to appear. Even if a higher-level demon is provided during the flowering period, the probability of mutating into a golden apple depends entirely on luck.

Mu Hua was mentally prepared for this. At the moment, he was more curious about the tree man himself. Mu Hua curiously surrounded the tree herder, patting here and scratching there.

Tree herders, as their name suggests, can graze plants, but they let the roots of the trees move slowly in the soil. Generally, it is good enough if they can move the trees three to five meters a day.

This tree shepherd did not sign a contract with Mu Hua, nor could he sign a contract. He could not even be considered an animal. Since it was Mu Hua who catalyzed him into this state, it was natural for him to call Mu Hua his master.

Under normal circumstances, it will listen to Mu Hua and even help Mu Hua fight, but if Mu Hua wants to chop it, it will still resist.

After a while of excitement, Mu Hua let it take root in the camp, and Mu Hua threw the remaining small amount of plant essence to another golden apple sapling.

Even if there are adult higher-level demons for them to absorb, they will not necessarily produce golden apples. It is still necessary to have a few more of these tree shepherd-style golden apple trees.

In the future, the normally planted golden apple trees can also be handed over to them for care. They can communicate with the plants and know what is needed for the growth of golden apple trees in different environments. They will "graze" the golden apple trees, and the original undead gardener can basically be laid off.

The ordinary fruits they produce (fruits of wisdom) can also play a very good auxiliary role in practicing magic combat skills. If this thing is sold, it will be very popular. It can be left as a benefit for the lower-level members of the family in the future. (End of this chapter)