High Elf Plantation

&ep;&ep;Winfried still did not practice this night, nor did he decorate the magic ball tree house. He used the excuse of celebrating the annihilation of the wind wolves to steal half a day of free time.

&ep;&ep;“High elves have a long lifespan anyway, right?”

&ep;&ep;From the time when I first arrived, it was still too early to now, and it only took half a month to change.

&ep;&ep; "Chi-chi-chi-chi." Poppy, the resin elf, lay on the bookshelf and turned over, continuing to sleep soundly. With nothing to do, it basically ate, drank, and slept every day.

&ep;&ep;Have a good night’s sleep until dawn.

&ep;&ep;When I woke up in the morning, it was just six o'clock. It was dark outside the window, and raindrops dripped on the window sill, bringing a lot of moisture into the tree house.

&ep;&ep;“Is it raining?”

&ep;&ep;Winfried got up and used a cleaning magic to clean away the dirt on his body. When I walked to the window and looked out, the gloomy afterglow forest seemed to be wearing a hazy coat. The light rain did not make the air clear, but instead stirred up a circle of mist that enveloped the forest.

&ep;&ep;“Gugu.”

&ep;&ep;A pair of cuckoos were parked on a branch not far from the window, combing their wet feathers.

&ep;&ep; "I don't like rainy days, especially rainy days in the forest. It's easy to get my shoes wet." He muttered silently in his heart and slowly went downstairs along the spiral staircase.

&ep;&ep; "Good morning, sir." Naras stood in front of the door of her tree house, her beautiful blond hair scattered to one side, as if she had just been washed.

&ep;&ep;“Good morning.”

&ep;&ep;Winfried continued downstairs.

&ep;&ep;The next floor is Qiana's tree house. She has also gotten up and is eating a wild fruit she picked from nowhere: "Good morning, sir."

&ep;&ep;“Good morning.”

&ep;&ep;The next floor is Faith Hill’s tree house, but Faith Hill is not in the tree house. Winfried glanced at the window curiously.

&ep;&ep;Nalas from upstairs stuck out her head: "Faith Hill likes rainy days, she must have gone for a walk outside."

&ep;&ep;Winfried nodded and continued downstairs.

&ep;&ep;The first ten-story tree house belongs to him, the second ten-story tree house belongs to three secret elves, and then a large section of the tree house is unoccupied. At the bottom of the Elf Tree Tower, the wind elves and half-elves each chose tree houses to live in. Compared to secret elves, wind elves and wood elves don't care much about the height of their tree houses.

&ep;&ep;Living at the bottom of the Elf Tree Building makes it easier to get in and out.

&ep;&ep; "Good morning, my lord." Dienna stuck her head out from the tree house and said hello to Winfried. Because of the rain, all the half-elves had no intention of getting up to work.

&ep;&ep;In the Elf Empire, every time it rains, snows, or fogs, most half-elves will hide in the trees for recreation. For half-elves, such weather is a day of rest. Goblins, red hats and other low-level elves also behave in this way and will not work when the weather is bad.

&ep;&ep;This is a social ethos, or a system that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years.

&ep;&ep;It would be difficult for Winfried to reverse this trend in a short period of time, and he did not want to reverse it. After the wind wolves were wiped out, the sense of crisis was suddenly eliminated, and everyone became relaxed. After walking around on the branches and looking at the little boy rolling and playing in the mud, he returned to his tree house.

&ep;&ep;"Would you like to read a book, practice the power of order, or go downstairs to decorate a magic ball tree house?"

&ep;&ep;A minute later, he decided to decorate the magic ball tree house. He was quite looking forward to what kind of sensation it would cause when the news about the remains of the Chimera was revealed after the communication was established.

&ep;&ep;But then I thought about it.

&ep;&ep;"If it causes a sensation, will my parents, brothers and sisters from my predecessor come over? If they come, how will I face them?"

&ep;&ep;Winfried Red Arrow has a complete family.

&ep;&ep;My father, Bradley Red Arrow, and my mother, Delise Brightwing, both serve in the Sentinel Corps. They spend half of the year in the Sentinel Corps and the other half of the time at home on vacation.

&ep;&ep;The eldest sister, Olivia Red Arrow, is married to Duvel Firehawk of the Firehawk family. She cannot come home several times a year and rarely see each other; the second sister, Miranda Red Arrow, is married to Leo Yuanbu, who belonged to the Yuanbu family, rarely went home; the third brother, Frandly Red Arrow, stayed at home to inherit the property and married Freya Natural Light, who was from the Natural Light family.

&ep;&ep;Basically, the "eldest son of a small family" like Frandley can marry the second daughter of a collateral line of an elder family, which is considered a good match.

&ep;&ep;The fourth brother Philip Red Arrow and the younger brother Foldes Red Arrow, like Winfried, are still single.

&ep;&ep;Several brothers and sisters mostly use magic balls to communicate and maintain their relationship.

&ep;&ep;“Alas, it doesn’t make any difference whether to escape or face it head-on. Sooner or later, you have to face your family... Fortunately, the high elves treat their subordinates with arrogance and indifference, and treat each other equally. No matter how deep the feelings are in their hearts, they remain on the surface. The attitude of casual acquaintance.”

&ep;&ep;So.

&ep;&ep;Winfried only needs to be facially paralyzed to cope with the awkwardness of family relationships.

&ep;&ep;"Consume the power of order and obtain 01 points of source power. Currently, there are 925 points of source power." Before he knew it, he had been working in the magic ball tree house for half an hour.

&ep;&ep; "Sir, breakfast is ready." Qiana said standing outside the door.

&ep;&ep;Goblins are not allowed to climb the big elven trees, so the person who calls Winfried to eat can only be a half-elf. It happened to be a rainy day when the mysterious elves had nothing to do, so Qiana took on a part-time job.

&ep;&ep;The breakfast is very rich. In addition to wild vegetables and fruits, there are also large pieces of barbecue.

&ep;&ep;There were too many wind wolves hunted yesterday, and the hot summer is about to begin. Even with confinement magic, it is still inconvenient to store meat, so we can only eat it as soon as possible.

&ep;&ep;The dining table is placed in the tree house at the bottom of the Elf Tree Tower.

&ep;&ep;“Scugo!” The Grot boys not far away received the half-cooked wind wolf meat roasted by the goblins, and happily ate the barbecue and played with scugo.

&ep;&ep;It rained today and all work stopped. There was no work and they became extremely noisy.

&ep;&ep;"Oh la la, oh la la, we are happy little farts..."

&ep;&ep;“Old Wushao, drive away the brats as far as possible.” Winfried hated having these brats yelling and screaming around while he was eating.

&ep;&ep;It really affects appetite.

&ep;&ep; "As you wish, Master." Old Wushao immediately waved his whip and rushed towards the little boy.

&ep;&ep; Before Winfried could take two sips of wild vegetable porridge, a "chirp, chirp, chirp" sounded, and the pine resin elf Poppy jumped down and jumped onto the dining table with a piece of amber in his arms.

&ep;&ep;"Bobby?"

&ep;&ep;“Jigujigu.” Bobby handed a piece of rosin ball in his arms to Winfried.

&ep;&ep;"What do you mean? You mean the rosin balls will deform when it rains?" He put down the porridge bowl and took the rosin balls in confusion. Then, at Bobby's urging, he stretched the rosin ball outside the tree house to catch the rainwater. The rainwater hit the rosin ball, making it particularly bright.

&ep;&ep;Nothing seems to have changed.

&ep;&ep;But Bobby pointed at the rosin ball and kept chirping.

&ep;&ep; Winfried calmed down and waited quietly for a moment. Finally, he discovered the meaning of what Bobby described. Under the infiltration of rain, the rosin balls that were originally wrinkled into lumps were quietly "melting". Maybe melting is not accurate, it should be said to become mellow.

&ep;&ep;The color also changed quietly, becoming slightly clearer than the previous muddy yellow.

&ep;&ep; Winfried held the amber in front of his eyes and carefully observed the slow process of change. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Bobby, is this the formation of amber?"

&ep;&ep;Bobby responded cheerfully: "Jigujigu."