Late autumn.
Purple Tung Insect Nation.
The first batch of six White Poplar Divine Seeds had entered the final stage of ripening and harvest.
Dragon Cypress, Ink Orchid, Yellow Stem, Spruce, Giant Cypress, Round Cypress, Black Leaf, and Black Birch had all gathered.
Red Moonseed and Chinese Clematis had also been brought over to observe and gain insight.
Barley Bug Warrior Wuye and Pueraria came to join in the excitement as well.
The golden sunset slowly sank into the western mountains.
A silver-white crescent moon appeared faintly on the eastern skyline.
All the insects exercised patience, quietly waiting.
Suddenly, Ink Orchid stood up, raised its wings, gently patted Dragon Cypress's carapace, and waggled its tentacles toward the big tree ahead.
"It's starting."
Carefully sensing, the rate at which the White Poplar Divine Seed was absorbing Origin Force seemed to have sped up.
Calming down and waiting, the speed of Origin Force absorption was clearly increasing.
