859 Blood En (1/2)

Sheyan looked carefully for quite some time according to Mr. Ferrell's instructions. He suddenly exclaimed.

”There does seem to be some difference. Why does the forest on the other side seem a little abnormal? It looks sparse and the trees look smaller.”

Mr. Ferrell said.

”It's not that the forest on the other side seem sparse and shorter. In fact, that forest is the normal one. It's the trees in Fangorn Forest that are abnormal. Because they are cared for by the Ents, each tree can thrive and grow stronger. When an ordinary person step foot into Fangorn Forest, every tree will monitor their actions. Each tree will laugh at them, hinder them, and report this person's situation to the Ents!”

”This has become really tricky,” mumbled Sheyan to himself. ”But that must mean the Ents attach great importance to these trees, right?”

”Of course,” said Mr. Ferrell. ”They treat the trees as their own children.”

Sheyan's mouth suddenly showed a touch of evil smile.

”This is the second piece of good news I have heard. If that's the case, then this matter has become much easier to handle.”

Reef also breathed a sigh of relief.

”Creatures like Ents stay rooted to the earth and grow in the rain. They have no greed, thus they have no weaknesses. But if there is something that they care about, then we will be able to find a weakness.”

Mr. Ferrell suddenly said.

”Most of the Ents in Fangorn Forest are peaceful, but if you make them angry, some of the Ents and wild Ents can be very vicious. You must be mentally prepared.”

Sheyan raised his eyebrows.

”Wild Ents?”

Melody walked over at that moment and told them.

”Currently, among the Ents, almost all of them follow the ideology of Treebeard. The entire tribal community is also very strong. However, there are always some Ents who have differing ideas so they stay outside the tribe. For the Ents, Fangorn Forest is a place that has a very suitable living condition, so even though these Ents have different ideologies, they still stayed here. They do not obey the orders of Treebeard and act on their own, so they are called wild Ents.”

Franklin took a glance at Mr. Ferrell and was about to say something, but he stopped himself.

When Mr. Ferrell saw that, he revealed a bitter smile and told them in that low muffled tone of his.

”Yes, my uncle and I are both wild Ents. My uncle's goal is simple - to surpass Treebeard.”

”Is becoming the Sacred Mother Tree of a tribe more suitable for growth, or is staying in Fangorn Forest?” Sheyan suddenly asked a very sharp question.

”This is where the opinions of many Ents differ with Treebeard. In truth, the fastest growth for Ents is of course achieved by become a Sacred Mother Tree, who occupies all the aura of a place alone and is always worshipped and cared for by people. We can find examples of this in history - this was how the World Tree, Teldrassil, was born. But Treebeard's ideology is that Ents should have a way of life that transcends other races.”

Said Mr. Ferrell coldly.

After Sheyan listened to Mr. Ferrell, he pondered and said.

”Since there exists some disagreement within the Ent community, we will spend a few days to collect information about the current situation inside Fangorn Forest. I already have a basic plan in mind. Anyway, Fangorn Forest must get chaotic. Only then can we fish in troubled water.”

Early the next morning , the group set off again. Under the lead of Mr. Ferrell, they first went to the west side of Fangorn Forest because Mr. Ferrell learned from the information transmitted by the wind and the trees that this is the area where other living creatures, including wild Ents, were relatively active in. Being suspicious people themselves, the chance of them being found out in this area is low.

Fangorn Forest looked completely different from up close than it did from far. When they entered the forest, the chirping of wild pigeons was always in their ears. Everything in the forest was orderly; even the vines grew in an orderly fashion as if they were women's arms tenderly wrapping around the trees.

Every huge tree seemed to be a courteous gentleman, maintaining a perfect distance from the other trees; this distance allowed the trees to reasonably draw nutrients from the ground and share the sunshine without malicious competition.

When the wind blows, the leaves of the big trees would sway, and it seemed like the gaps between the leaves would form strange eyes that watch over their every move.