Seeing the busy tree spirit turn around, he pondered for a moment and added:
"Oh, and this time I brought back a little life that needs careful care. Given your current state, you should be able to take on the role of caregiver, right?"
Ailan's vines danced lightly, and a line of elegant text appeared on the leaves:
"Of course, Master. I would be happy to take care of the little life; you can completely trust me."
Ron nodded, opened the specially designed container, and carefully took out the crystal cultivation chamber of the little Sea Siren.
Ailan immediately approached curiously, moving closer to observe the weak little creature inside the chamber.
To Ron's surprise, Ailan's reaction upon seeing the little Sea Siren was unusually gentle.
Her vines trembled slightly, and her eyes revealed a maternal-like tenderness and protective impulse.
"This little one..." The text on the leaves appeared a bit hurried:
