The drizzling rain fell like silk threads, light and fine, casting a hazy veil over the world.
The scattered houses bathed in mist, with the cobblestone streets transforming into streams. A gentle breeze carrying the scent of earth swept through, causing the rain-washed leaves of trees and shrubs to rustle softly.
Players hurriedly walked through the streets of Chosen City, each showcasing their skills in the rain. So wore raincoats sold by life-type players, so held simple umbrellas, and so simply activated low-level Magic Shields.
Of course, most players didn’t prepare any protection, letting the rain drench their clothes and equipnt.
After all, it was just spring rain.
*For the players, who were Transcendents, getting their clothes wet was the only inconvenience. The prospect of catching a cold was almost impossible for them.*
*Letting the rain wash over them, feeling cool and refreshing, was quite delightful.*
Players setting up stalls were almost nowhere to be seen, only those with shopfronts continued trading.
So, despite the bustling pedestrians, the city felt quieter, lacking the shouts of vendors and filled with the sound of rain.
Eve rather liked such weather.
*Perhaps it was because she had been reborn as the World Tree, every rain brought her a sense of rejuvenation.*
Of course, now that her true form towered over ten thousand ters high, often clouds only reached her waist. From the perspective of her true form, she could only see a faint veil of rain clouds from above.
The ground beca increasingly small, increasingly blurred.
*If not looked at closely, the entire world seed like a miniature sand table.*
It was at that mont that Eve was suddenly struck by a realization of just how exaggerated her size had beco...
Compared to her initial awakening, she had grown nearly tenfold.
*It was a rather peculiar feeling.*
Though Eve spent most of her ti experiencing the world from her avatar’s perspective, or simply imrsing her consciousness in the Divine Country, she occasionally observed the world from her true form as well.
*It was a wondrous feeling.*
*The clouds beneath her ford a rolling sea of mist, an indescribable spectacle of grand beauty.*
If she caught the sunrise or sunset, it was even more breathtaking, with dazzling rays filling the sky.
And when Eve deliberately gazed through the clouds toward the earth, especially on a clear day, the landscapes below unfolded before her eyes.
*Being high gave her the advantage of seeing far.*
*Eve now thoroughly understood the aning of this saying.*
With her towering form reaching ten thousand ters, even without utilizing her Divine Soul to probe, she could clearly see three to four hundred kiloters in every direction...
The World Tree’s view had beco an exceptional vantage point.
Not only did Eve realize this, but even the players discovered it as well.
Since Eve first summoned players, her treetop had beco a famous attraction in the "Elf Kingdom."
Every player would travel through the Teleportation Array to the World Tree’s canopy to overlook the scenic views of the Elf Forest.
So even jumped from the treetop for bungee jumping, causing incidents of hitting houses and injuring people...
Only after Alice started penalizing Contribution Points did such actions decrease.
Now, with Eve’s true form growing to ten thousand ters and the influx of two hundred thousand new players, her canopy once again welcod a wave of sightseeing...
However, Eve didn’t expect to beco a "sightseer" herself.
Standing on the World Tree’s canopy, under her player disguise as "Wind," Eve found herself at a loss for words.
She had been dragged here.
Beside her, the culprit, Little Xian Miao, exclaid in wonder as she looked at the mist-swaddled sea of clouds below, "Wow... This height. The view is even more amazing than before!"
"After all, ten thousand ters high. Even I don’t often fly this high," ca the voice of Black Dragon Mairrel from the other side.
She clutching a string of Space Rings in her paws, the dragon busily twisted around in the canopy above.
Upon closer inspection, one would see her fetching shiny treasures from various parts of the canopy and placing them into the Space Rings.
Little Xian Miao glanced at the jewels and Gold Coins Mairrel brought out, her expression strange, "No wonder it seems the treasures in Black Dragon Castle are dwindling. You’ve hoarded so much, yet aside from your giant gold bed, there’s nothing left. So you hid them here."
"It’s all because of the Chosen Ones! I can’t figure it out... Why are so many Chosen Ones more interested in my castle’s treasures than humans? Every ti I let my guard down, soone tries to steal my loot! Even restrictive spells can’t stop them. So even dig tunnels! Especially with the arrival of the new Chosen Ones, it’s driving crazy..."
Mairrel said angrily.
"Heh... Can’t bla them, can you? Who wouldn’t be drawn to a dragon’s treasure trove with such RPG charm... Plus, everyone in the server knows who loots the most in every battle. It’s you, Mairrel."
Little Xian Miao couldn’t help but chuckle.
"Hmph, Mairrel should reduce their favorability to negative!"
Mairrel huffed indignantly.
"But when you go to Sandstorm City, I guess it’ll be much the sa."
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