Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God Chapter 1384 - 728: The Way of the Wild

"I think we won’t be able to convince each other on this issue, so how about we make a bet?" Gaven pondered for a long ti and finally thought of a compromise.

"A bet? We won’t wager the forest as a stake." The King of the Xiermingst Forest Elves, sitting opposite Gaven, stubbornly replied.

Although Gaven couldn’t convince the opponent, the series of natural identities conferred upon him had so effect, at least preventing them from attacking imdiately. After confirming that Gaven had no intention of resolving their issues through force, they voluntarily erged from the forest and invited him into their camp.

Although the other party claid to be the Elf King, he was actually the leader of a Green Elf tribe with less than a thousand mbers, nad Benaivedes Artur. He was a young elf who appeared to be no more than thirty, but he had been active in the Xiermingst Forest for over two hundred years.

It was only upon arriving at their camp and seeing their living environnt that Gaven completely gave up on trying to convince them through words.

The Green Elf tribe’s way of venerating nature wasn’t just talk; it was integrated into their every word and action. Here, let alone stone buildings, even elven tree houses were absent. There were only short and narrow hide tents, just big enough to crawl into for sleep.

The daily necessities all ca from the forest’s offerings. Calling it simple might be flattering; otherwise, they were not much different from a primitive tribe.

Even their clothing was sparse, made from natural materials like animal hides and leaves, only covering essential parts of the body. Their widely exposed dark brown skin was adorned with various totem tattoos and paintings.

Even though Gaven wasn’t particularly fond of totem tattoos and paintings, seeing how perfectly these were integrated into their daily lives and on their bodies, he couldn’t help but praise them.

The Green Elf totem tattoos and paintings weren’t just art; they ascended to a magical level.

They had a kind of totem magic that, when inscribed on bodies or items, could create temporary or permanent spell effects.

Therefore, the totem tattoos on their bodies were not just simple tattoos; they also possessed various mystical effects.

The Druids produced by the Wild Elves were Felen’s finest Wild Druids.

They could transform into various animals and plants that ordinary Druids could, and they could even break the profession limits to transform into one or several powerful species and beings not typically within Druid transformation range—a complete form transformation.

Not only did they possess the appearance and strength of the transford being, but they also had its innate supernatural and special abilities.

Take Gaven’s hyper-state transformation; he could mimic Shanoa’s flying dragon transformation. However, it was just the appearance. His tail spike did not contain flying dragon venom, and he had no way to use strong acid dragon breath.

Unless he could use advanced hyper-state transformation, which is a ninth-level psychic ability, requiring Gaven’s psychic sorcerer professional level to reach level eighteen to perform.

Druids also encountered this situation, but Wild Elf Druids broke this restriction, limited only to the totem tattoos painted on them, resembling a unique specialization.

Many legends about Druids remaining in a bestial transformation state for an extended ti, eventually opting to live among animal communities rather than reverting to human form, mostly co from Wild Elf Druids.

As for the number of totem tattoos possessed, aside from being extraordinarily talented, it mainly relates to professional level. Once the professional level increases, additional totem tattoos can be chosen.

"The Clan Leader is being too hasty. You haven’t even heard my wager, so how can you decide I’m using the forest as a stake?" Gaven retorted unceremoniously.

When a person has no desires, they stand firm. As soon as Gaven realized he couldn’t gain anything from the Xiermingst Forest, his attitude imdiately beca strong. "I’m not your father; why should I indulge you?"

"Since it doesn’t involve the forest, let’s hear it." Benaivedes’s attitude slightly softened.

The extre stance of the Wild Elves mainly focused on forest resource usage. As long as it didn’t involve the forest, they remained relatively gentle, at least in their attitude towards Gaven. Although they venerated Ruirifen, the relationship between the Elf Gods and the human Natural Divine System was good, and they had to maintain so respect for likai.

In fact, he did put quite an emphasis on Gaven’s visit this ti, or else he would have been directly expelled from the forest with bows and claws at the start.

"Let us use the trees in Xiermingst Forest as a boundary. I will restrain my people from setting foot into the forest, and the Clan Leader will restrain his tribe from causing any harm or threat to my people outside the forest, including the Hobgoblins in Blood Gorge City and the Gnolls in Colossus City.

I will, in my way, develop and transform the forest outside Xiermingst Forest. If we afforest the surroundings, you cannot claim them as part of your forest; we will have absolute dominion over whether they continue to grow or be felled, subject to our decisions.

You may continue to protect the forest in your manner.

Let ti prove whether my path of balanced developnt is more beneficial to nature, or if your unyielding thod of protection is the correct one."

Since there was no way to reach a cooperative agreent with the elves of Xiermingst Forest, Gaven could only settle for an amicable accord acceptable to both parties, to at least ensure that relations would not deteriorate further, and prevent the racial hatred between Hobgoblins and elves from destroying his entire plan.