Chapter 2109 Sumesh's Request for Help <TOC> Chapter 2111 Color Bubble
Translator: SumTLMan
“Tree Group message?” Sanders flashed a look of confusion, not understanding Angel’s meaning.
Angel didn’t respond immediately but led Sanders back to the Wilderness of Dreams.
Their entry point into the Wilderness of Dreams was near a tall circular bookshelf. Sanders looked around and quickly recognized that they were on the second floor of the Initial Heart City Library, specifically in the Mathematical Gallery.
Sanders had visited this library before and was familiar with its layout. The Mathematical Gallery required a certain level of foundation knowledge, so it was usually quiet, but in Sanders’ opinion, this gallery was actually the most valuable part of the entire library.
Sanders understood that this gallery was created single-handedly by Jon. Most of the books here were also compiled by Jon.
Jon came from another human civilization, which Sanders knew. Through Jon’s mathematical books, one could glimpse the brilliance of this other human civilization.
The clash of civilization concepts could be greatly inspiring, and this was one reason for Sanders’ praise of the Mathematical Gallery.
Moreover, some of the formulas recorded in these mathematical books were ingenious. Although the formulas themselves were useless in the transcendent world, the logical chains formed during their derivation were a crystallization of wisdom from another human civilization, which also greatly benefited wizards in their exploration of magical formulas.
Occasionally, Sanders would visit the Mathematical Gallery, but what he didn’t understand was why Angel brought him here when he was supposed to discuss the “Tree Group.”
While Sanders was puzzled, they had already walked out of the cluster of bookshelves.
Turning through a few side halls, Angel found Jon’s current location.
Yes, the reason Angel came here was to meet Jon. After all, the Tree Group was developed and created by Jon’s team. Although Angel had a vague understanding of it, the one who truly understood the Tree Group was Jon.
What Angel hadn’t expected was that Jon was not alone at the moment.
Usually, Jon would be revising books in the Mathematical Gallery. Now, Jon was indeed revising, but sitting opposite him was someone Angel hadn’t expected.
“Iron Armor Granny?” Sanders’ soft exclamation came from behind Angel.
The person sitting opposite Jon was Iron Armor Granny, who had previously said she wanted to stroll around alone.
Even with a large number of discarded drafts that Jon didn’t need on the table in front of Iron Armor Granny, she still maintained her elegant demeanor, smiling and talking to Jon about something.
Iron Armor Granny turned her head at Sanders’ call: “It’s you guys.”
Angel approached Iron Armor Granny and greeted her softly, to which she responded with a smile.
Jon, sitting opposite Iron Armor Granny, looked over curiously: “Do you know each other? Seeing the respect Angel has for you, Granny, are you also a wizard from the Savage Grottoes?”
Iron Armor Granny’s eyes also flashed with curiosity. She had come here simply to look at the historical materials of the library, but she was attracted by some books in the Mathematical Gallery and chatted with the person who compiled them. However, she hadn’t expected that this person was also connected to Angel and even knew his real identity.
Iron Armor Granny had been wandering around Initial Heart City for a long time, knowing that the mortals here were basically in a stage of ignorance, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams. Therefore, Jon’s insight appeared even more special.
Angel didn’t know how Iron Armor Granny found her way here, but since they had already met, Angel briefly introduced Jon’s identity.
“So, he is the mentor you’ve been eagerly wanting to save,” Iron Armor Granny realized with a flash in her eyes, then smiled slightly: “I now understand why your comprehension far exceeds ordinary people, reaching such heights in a short time.”
“The role of your mentor in your enlightenment, I estimate, is crucial.”
Angel didn’t know whether Iron Armor Granny was serious or just being polite because of Jon’s presence, but as far as Angel himself was concerned, he actually agreed with this statement. If it weren’t for Jon’s dedicated teaching when he was young, he wouldn’t have become who he is today.
“I originally thought you were coming to find me, but now it seems you are here for this gentleman.” Iron Armor Granny slowly stood up: “Then I won’t disturb you any longer, I’ll go out for a walk.”
Iron Armor Granny paused, nodded to Jon: “Your knowledge is as deep as the sea, and your insights are very unique. I hope there’s another opportunity to talk with you.”
“Except for rest days, I come to the library at this time every second day of the week to organize the texts.” Jon quickly said, having previously guessed that this unfamiliar elder might be a transcendent being, and now confirming his identity, naturally welcomed the other party to come to him for an exchange. Firstly, Jon was curious about the transcendent world; secondly, Iron Armor Granny was Angel’s elder, perhaps he could speak on behalf of Angel, allowing Angel to gain some benefits.
With a smile, Iron Armor Granny nodded to everyone and then turned to leave the Mathematical Gallery.
After Iron Armor Granny left, Angel then turned his attention to Jon.
After some explanation, Jon also understood the purpose of Angel and Sanders’ visit. He put down his pen, smiled, and stroked his sparse beard, quite proudly saying: “I was thinking of waiting until the personal data registration, interface details, and various small features were perfected before telling you. But Baruba, that wild boy, spoiled it in advance.”
“Yes, the first beta version of Tree Group has indeed entered internal testing.”
“Speaking of which, Babaya and Kudou’s contributions are very significant. Despite their small size, their sensitivity in the Mother Tree Network far surpasses Popoca.” Jon paused: “I even suspect that, like Raphaella, their compatibility with the power of Tree Civilization is extremely high.”
Regarding the secret of power, Angel didn’t hide anything from Jon, so he was able to say this.
“Kudou is a nature wizard, with a high affinity for plants; Babaya, although a bloodline branch in reality, leans towards plant bloodlines, so their sensitivity to the Mother Tree Network is reasonable,” said Angel.
However sensitive, Angel would not entrust them with the authority of Tree Civilization, as with their experience and abilities, they cannot bear its weight.
Setting aside these baseless speculations, Jon continued to talk about the information of Tree Group.
“The current functionality of Tree Group is actually similar to what Baruba previously described, which is real-time dialogue. As long as you are in the Wilderness of Dreams, you can summon a dialogue box through a special item and chat in real-time.”
After listening, Sanders fell into deep thought.
He was naturally familiar with the Mother Tree Network, as Angel had mentioned it to him a long time ago. He understood that the Mother Tree Network could chat in real-time, but at the time he did not pay much attention to it, thinking that once someone leaves the Wilderness of Dreams, you would still need to wait to find them, which didn’t seem meaningful.
But at the time, he didn’t realize that with a slight change in thinking, converting the spiritual body collision style of real-time chat to text page chat, not only can you achieve real-time but also delayed chatting.
As long as the text is there, the information won’t be lost.
This avoids some of the drawbacks and awkwardness of real-time chatting because with a text record, you can reconnect with the information content anytime, anywhere.
This is something that face-to-face real-time chatting does not have.
At this moment, Sanders also finally understood why Angel previously mentioned Tree Group. As long as the messages on Tree Group are still there, he wouldn’t have to worry about missing any information.
Chapter 2109 Sumesh's Request for Help <TOC> Chapter 2111 Color Bubble