Chapter 1897 Vision <TOC> Chapter 1899 Deviation Value
Translator: SumTLMan
After bidding farewell to Jon, Angel observed the situation inside Initial Heart City with the godly perspective.
The atmosphere in the city was much more peaceful than before, with most people gathering to observe the seeds brought into the city by the green mist. Some had matured, while others were just sprouting. Near almost every plant, there were people watching and commenting.
However, the place with the most onlookers wasn’t near these plants but around Azure Tower.
Many with ulterior motives, as well as those genuinely seeking answers, were gathered around Azure Tower, waiting for City Lord Marilyn to provide them with a response.
When the three o’clock bell rang in the afternoon, the long-closed doors of Azure Tower finally opened, drawing everyone’s attention to the entrance.
Leading the way was City Lord Marilyn in magnificent attire, followed by about a dozen members of the planning department.
After they emerged, the noise surged again, with the public eagerly bombarding Marilyn with various questions.
Despite the cacophony making it impossible for Marilyn to hear their questions, she calmly listened for two or three minutes. Then, she raised her hand and gestured for silence.
Once everyone quieted down, Marilyn said softly, “There were many things I didn’t want to tell you, as a form of protection for you. But since you are so eager to know the answers, I don’t mind telling you.”
When Marilyn emphasized the word “eager,” she looked pointedly at those who had once contested her for the position of city ruler. She was well aware that the wave of public opinion was stirred up by these individuals, and her gaze served as a warning to them.
“To uncover the truth, just keep your eyes wide open.” Marilyn didn’t explain but stepped back to the side. The members of the planning department behind her also split to both sides, leaving a clear path.
When the public looked over in confusion, everyone was stunned.
Behind the former members of the planning department, several creatures of different shapes, but definitely not closely related to ‘humans’, had appeared.
These creatures, seemingly still unaware of what had happened, looked around in confusion.
One of the creatures, with vines growing on its back, even reached out a vine to touch a nearby human, as if asking what the situation was.
This scene silenced all the onlookers.
Otherworldly beings? Otherworldly beings!
While everyone was shocked at the appearance of the Dream Plant Fairies, Angel looked deeply at the few still bewildered Dream Plant Fairies and then slowly faded away, leaving the Wilderness of Dreams.
Angel wasn’t concerned about what would happen next.
How to grasp the public sentiment, how to manipulate the opinion with Marilyn’s methods, there must be a plan. As for the Dream Plant Fairies, Angel cared even less. Those little ones were not aggressive, and with Raphaella keeping them entertained with music, they wouldn’t cause any trouble.
So, there was no need to watch any further. Instead of watching a play that’s already been spoiled, it might be better to do something else with this time.
Back in reality, Angel didn’t immediately go to consolidate himself but sat quietly at his desk, tapping his fingers on the surface, pondering another matter.
Regarding the matter of Talent.
Jon alone definitely cannot handle the development and research of the Mother Tree Network. Angel reassures Jon, promising to take care of the talent aspect. Initially, Angel was quite confident, but upon reflection, he realizes the difficulty.
It’s not that he can’t find people. If he really needs people, posting a task in Mission Hall will naturally attract many apprentices.
What Angel cares most about is whether these people meet Jon’s requirements and if they can be trusted.
Although not everyone involved in the Mother Tree Network’s development needs to be trusted, for some core content, even if it is open, Angel prefers to share it with trusted individuals.
However, there aren’t many such people around Angel.
Some who can be trusted and are useful, like Leon, Freud, Totoro, and others… they all have their own tasks and cannot fully commit to the development of the Mother Tree Network. Angel also doesn’t want to disturb them.
As for friends like Nausica who are not in the Savage Grottoes at the moment, there’s no need to consider them.
Excluding them… Angel realizes he doesn’t have many talented individuals he can utilize.
“Perhaps, I should really consider Tree Spirit’s advice and take in some apprentices with talent when they arrive next time?” Angel muses. Even if not talent-seekers, training a few useful experimental assistants would be beneficial.
“Let’s see the situation after the Star Observing Day,” Angel decides, not rushing into a decision. Even if he does want to cultivate a few trustworthy talents, he plans to wait for news from Totoro first.
Thinking this, Angel decides to temporarily set aside this worry and refocus on settling his thoughts.
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The hands of the clock keep moving, time quietly flowing. As the grandfather clock strikes the hour once again, Angel returns from his deep contemplation.
Angel glanced at the time; it was six in the morning.
“About time.” Angel whispered, standing up, collecting the notes on the table, and then without looking back, walked towards the darkness.
Leaving the study, Angel walked step by step to the ground floor, passing through the pitch-black corridor, emerging from the silent ruins.
The sky outside was still enveloped in night, with the morning star yet to appear, as if the whole world was submerged in darkness.
The area around the ruins was also dim, nothing visible, with only the sound of the cold wind whooshing. The only source of light, aside from the sparse stars in the sky, was the large tree at the entrance of the ruins.
The tree, hidden under an illusion spell, emitted a faint green glow, a manifestation of Tree Spirit.
Angel glanced at the softly glowing tree, not intending to contact Tree Spirit, and thus bypassed it, walking into the darkness.
He moved swiftly through the dark, and soon arrived near the entrance to the Savage Grottoes.
Without hesitation, Angel jumped in.
Falling continuously in the darkness, when Angel saw a row of lights in the dark cliffs, he didn’t hesitate and flew towards the lights.
When Angel landed, the surroundings had changed from the dark abyss to a clean, spacious port.
This was the sky port of Windmill Town.
Although the port was still lit, like the last time he saw it, there was no one around.
It seemed that although Live Wire had been controlled, his lingering impact still hadn’t allowed the people of Windmill Town to come out of the shadows.
Angel looked down the road, chose not to fly, and instead walked along the downhill path towards the direction of Windmill Town.
Angel’s visit to Windmill Town this time was naturally to seek Sanders.
Seeking Sanders wasn’t for the matter of the Wilderness of Dreams, but because of… Popoca.
According to Sparrow Blossom’s inference, Popoca, unless unforeseen, was expected to perish within these few hours. This matter, not too significant, as they had anticipated Popoca’s death; yet not trivial, for Popoca’s demise involved the Demon God.
A slight mishandling could possibly draw the Demon God’s attention.
Hence, Angel sought Sanders, to ensure avoiding any traces that might alert the Demon God.