The Plant Master Becomes A Mute Sub-Beast: Farming And Laying Eggs

Chapter 165: Chapter 165: Chloe’s Analysis

The arrival of the Fang tribe’s group somewhat soothed the pessimistic emotions within the Crimson team. Ryder also stopped crying, beginning to organize his words to recount what he had sensed.

Chloe listened silently on the side, then offered an objective assessment:

"This is only my speculation, not entirely the truth. I think at that time, your eldest son was very close to someone with similar energy to you. Normally, at the moment someone carrying the bloodline of a God or Demigod passes away, a thread of Divine thought etched deeply into their soul will burst forth. Perhaps what Ryder sensed was precisely this thread of Divine thought."

Chloe tilted her head, trying to search through her memories for things related to the Wood-attribute Divine Blood:

"You could be descendants of the Goddess of Harvest or the Goddess of Nature. I can sense your Divine Blood is very dense; exactly how dense, please forgive me, I cannot discern. However, judging by the pure Divine Blood in my master, I can affirm that at the very least, the purity of your Divine Blood must be equal to or greater than Finnick’s."

Kaelen tapped his finger on his thigh, saying thoughtfully: "Could it be that because both Finnick’s Daddy and I carry Divine Blood, my three children are different?"

Chloe tilted her head to look at Sane, asking curiously: "I know you are a snake, but what specific species are you?"

Kaelen curled his lips slightly, picking Oliver up, then used his body to shield the boy. Sane also shifted forward, ensuring he was completely covered without a gap. Kaelen patted Oliver’s leg gently; the boy understood, blinking his eyes slightly.

The lotus root-like legs instantly flashed with a pale purple light, transforming into a purple snake tail. Two small bumps also appeared on his forehead, and his ears transformed into a fan-like shape resembling fish fins.

"Soaring... Soaring Snake?"

Chloe gasped, tumbling straight down from Finnick’s head and lying flat on the animal skin cushion, motionless. Finnick extended a claw to poke the rattan sapling; the sapling immediately extended a tendril to swat that claw away.

Oliver tilted his head again, reverting to the appearance of a normal Sub-Beast child, covering his mouth and giggling, reaching out his arms asking Sane to hold him. Sane dotingly picked the baby up, placing him in his lap.

Kaelen said to Chloe: "Sane’s form is only missing a pair of wings."

Chloe snapped out of her play-dead state, clambering up: "I deeply suspect your family was sent down by the Gods to save this world."

Then, Chloe brought up the story of the collapse period during the Ancient era again.

Ever since the Gods fell into a deep slumber and the Beast God passed away, the Great World was immediately torn apart. Before Chloe fell into a coma, the Great World already showed signs of fracturing; specifically how many pieces it split into, Chloe couldn’t know, but Chloe guessed the Beastman continent was separated at that time.

And perhaps on some fragment of the Great World, other Beastmen were still living and finding their way back.

Sane rubbed Oliver’s hair, saying: "When Kaelen, Zale, Wofu, Edward, and I advanced, the sky poured down destruction, only after that did it bestow blessings. Only for Finnick and Oliver, every time they advance, it brings endless proliferation. What is the difference between us? Does this mean anything?"

Chloe narrowed her eyes: "Sir Kaelen also brought down destruction? Impossible! I dare swear on my soul, those carrying the bloodline of the Goddess of Harvest and the Goddess of Nature cannot possibly bring down destruction. Let me guess, when Sir Kaelen advanced, was he in the same place as one of the other four?"

Kaelen’s eyes lit up: "That’s right! When I advanced, I advanced together with Sane; when Finnick and Oliver were born, we were also together. Saying it like that, the phenomenon of auspicious clouds descending when the two children hatched was meant for Finnick, not Oliver?"

Chloe understood: "So that’s how it is." The sapling looked over at Oliver: "It’s lucky that Oliver and Finnick were together when hatching. With pure Water-attribute bloodline like Oliver’s, when hatching it would definitely bring a great flood, leveling half the continent..."

Speaking of this, Chloe unconsciously shuddered, seemingly recalling some moment, and said in an agonized tone: "Although after the great flood comes a crazy blessing, white bones regrow flesh, and rotten wood can still revive; after reviving it becomes even stronger. But damn it, the feeling of soaking in water and watching yourself rot piece by piece is not pleasant at all..."

Kaelen asked anxiously: "Then is there any way to reduce the damage?" He didn’t want his son to become a sinner of the world.

Chloe lay flat on Finnick’s head, saying indifferently: "Just go out to the middle of the sea to advance..." Suddenly she bolted upright like a resurrected corpse: "Aren’t you guys having a headache over the magma chasm separating the two continents? Just let Oliver go out there and pour water, I guarantee the magma will be extinguished completely!"

Kaelen rolled his eyes: "Do you think that magma abyss formed naturally? That is the law of the world; daring to destroy the law, are you afraid this world hasn’t collapsed fast enough?!"

Chloe said gloomily: "I am just a tree, how would I know those profoundly deep things..."

Person and spirit chatted together; before dark, they had reached the Fang tribe. The Fang tribe’s residence was surrounded by mountains and cliffs, unsuitable for driving carts in. Sane had people set up camp to guard the goods outside, while the rest walked inside.

Having a new direction, Kaelen and Sane no longer paid too much mind to that lurker. The two returned to their everyday calm and friendly state.

When the masks were put on, the Fang tribe’s Chief even blurted out regretfully:

"No more beauties to look at."

He was immediately glared at intensely by his warriors. Aaron looked at him out of the corner of his eye: "How did this guy become Chief? Aren’t you afraid the tribe will disband?"

A Fang tribe warrior rubbed his nose: "Normally we have our old Priest by his side supervising, so he is somewhat acceptable. Only when the Priest isn’t around does he act like a pig let out of its pen like this."

"You bastard, who are you calling a pig!" Chief Fang bared his teeth and glared, kicking his leg out to send that warrior flying several meters away.

Aaron nodded: "Oh, combat power isn’t bad. Let’s have a match later."

The Fang tribe’s Chief naturally agreed immediately, leaning in close to Aaron to introduce himself: "Beauty, my name is Braeden, what’s your name?"

Evan immediately squeezed in between, separating him from Aaron, shooting the Chief a less-than-friendly look. Aaron giggled, resting his chin on Evan’s shoulder, and said:

"My name is Aaron, this is my mate – Evan."

"M-mate?" The Fang tribe people, including Chief Braeden, all dropped their jaws in astonishment.

Aaron smiled, his eyes turning into crescents: "That’s right, is there a problem?"

Everyone simultaneously felt a chill down their spines. For some reason, warning bells rang in all their hearts; if they still wanted to live, it was best to think carefully before answering.

Braeden chuckled awkwardly: "What problem could there be? You two look very good together."

Fang tribe warriors: Finally, the Chief knows how to use his brain!

Aaron nodded in satisfaction, leaning weakly against Evan: "Brother Evan, my legs are so tired."

Evan helplessly gave a doting smile, then scooped Aaron up horizontally. Aaron transformed back into his beast form, resting his chin on Evan’s firm arm, half-closing his eyes in enjoyment.

Fang tribe warriors: "..."

Suddenly also want to find a beastman mate, what to do?