South Africa.

Rainy season.

Early morning.

"Bang Bang!"

"Crackling, crackling!"

"Boom, boom!"

The sky seemed to unscrew the faucet, accompanied by two rolling thunders, huge raindrops mercilessly slapped the tin roof, and the whole color steel tile house trembled as if it had malaria.

In recent days, it has been raining heavily, and he can't go out on a rainy day, so Yang Shubao is lying on the hard marching bed lazily reminiscing.

He is twenty-five years old, has a master's degree, and is studying in South Africa.

In fact, Yang Shubao is studying in China, but the school has scientific research cooperation with South Africa, and needs to transfer people to help, but the students are reluctant to come.

In this way, the organization decided that party members should play an exemplary role, and it was difficult to take the lead, and it happened that Yang had just joined the party, so he was transferred.

Of course, there are many party members in the master's degree, take the students brought by their tutor as an example, in addition to him, there is also a party member named Li Zhong, but Li Zhong is not only a party member, but also has a father who is the head of the district......

The place where Yang Shubao was sent is very famous, called the Cape Botanical Reserve, which is one of the most lush places in the world, with a particularly large area of 550,000 hectares!

Such a large area naturally requires a lot of manpower to take care of, which is why the reserve has brought in master's students from China: one person can combine a variety of jobs such as an investigator, a statistician, a gardener, a plant grower, a cleaner, a security guard, etc., so that the reserve can save a lot of money.

As for whether they will be unbearable to do so much work? The answer is no: As we all know, China's master's students not only have a large amount of knowledge, but also bear hardships and stand hard work.

He was reminiscing about his time at school, when a black brother with big shoulders and a round waist climbed up on a bed next to him: "Hey man, it thundered? I heard thunder just now, did it thunder?"

This black brother is 180 centimeters tall and weighs 180 kilograms, his name is Mayek, he came to this workstation suddenly yesterday, with a degree certificate from the University of Pretoria and a letter of introduction from the Faculty of Biology, and he is also a plant researcher.

In addition, plant researchers are the lowest and most prevalent job in the reserve, and even working dogs are one level above them.

Hearing Mayek's inquiry, he nodded and said, "Yes, it's thunder." ”

As the thunder sounded, the rain seemed to increase, and the clear and warm rainwater flowed in from the cracks of the color steel tile house, converging into a slender stream of water and pouring down.

It's kind of like a waterfall.

This association made Yang Shubao move for a while, and he chanted softly: "The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river." The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen for nine days. ”

Mayek asked, "Hey, Yang, what are you talking about? You have to use English, you know, I don't understand Chinese." ”

Yang Shubao sighed and said, "I'm reading poetry, a Tang poem, which depicts the scene in front of us and expresses my feelings. ”

Brother Hei smiled with interest: "Poetry? I know, I know, Shakespeare's sonnets, right?"

Sonnets are a kind of lyrical poetry in Europe, consisting of two quatrains and two sanitary verses, each line of 11 syllables, of which Shakespeare's poems are the most famous, which were first popular in Italy and later brought to South Africa.

Yang Shubao smiled and said: "The essence is the same, they are all very attractive literature. ”

Mayek nodded and said, "Yes, although I can't understand your poems, I respect your culture, and the people are full of charm." It's like the legend of the World Tree in our Taktakkoth tribe, no one believes it, but it's true......"

"Boom!"

There was another thunderclap outside.

Mayek immediately rolled over, he took off a round pendant from his neck and said, "Sorry man, I don't have time to talk to you more, the thunder and lightning are coming, according to the rumors in the clan, I will be able to become the god of the earth by seizing the opportunity today......"

"God of the Earth, Goddess Gaia?" asked Yang Shubao in confusion.

Mayek smiled back with contempt: "Gaia is a fart, then she will have to kneel and lick Lao Tzu!"

"In our culture......" As soon as Yang Shubao spoke, the other party had already run out of the door, and when he saw this, he hurriedly chased after him and shouted: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Mayek ran to a clearing, raised the black pendant in his hand, and raised his head to the sky and shouted: "Thunder, lightning!

Rolling thunder.

"Boom! boom!"

An incredible scene emerges: after the thunder, lightning appears. There was a large area of lightning in the sky above their heads, as if they were attracted by something, and they rushed to slash down after they appeared!

Several bolts of lightning flew like silver snakes and golden snakes, which was really lightning fast!

When the first lightning bolt struck Mayek, he was cooked.

Fully cooked.

Seeing this, Yang Shubao was so frightened that he lost his soul, and he subconsciously said all the words he didn't finish just now: "In our culture, blasphemy is easy to be struck by thunder from the sky. ”

And then there came a stream of lightning......

The second lightning, coke!

The third lightning, ashes!

In the end, I don't know how many lightning bolts fell, Yang Shubao didn't count, he was stunned after seeing Mayek scorched:

How do I explain to the reserve? How do I explain to Mayek's parents? What do I say when they come to the door? Could it be that their children end up in peace?

He thought again, Mayek was not peaceful, he should be very confused, he was ripe before he could react, it would be lifelike, and now there was only a piece of slag left......

I can't explain it!

With a confused mind, he walked over to the pile of ashes in a chaotic manner.

The lightning bombarded so hard that the rain stirred it, and the ashes were already mixed with muddy water.

Now it's useless to find the holy hands in Chinese funeral parlors and Korean plastic surgery homes!

Strangely, the small black pendant that Mayek had held in his hand was still intact, and the lightning did not destroy it.

Yang Shubao wanted to pick it up, but the moment his hand touched the pendant, his mind suddenly shook, and countless streams of knowledge poured into it, and at the same time, the scene in front of him also became trance-like.

He seemed to be moving at high speed, and the scene before him changed rapidly, but soon his form settled, and he appeared in a meadow, where the sun was shining, the wind was warm, and the grass was low and sparse.

A bud appeared in the weeds, and the sprout grew as if it were the mother's womb, and it grew out of the wind, and the buds and branches grew leaves, and the trunk grew and the green fruit grew, and at last it grew as tall as him......

This strange scene made him think he was dreaming for a while, but after he had this thought, a translucent panel appeared in front of him: [It's not a dream, it's all true. Hello, young Elven Tree Master and future Elven City Lord, I am your assistant, Dryad. 】

After the dryad appeared, more content appeared on the panel, and after Lao Yang looked at it, his brain couldn't turn around:

He, Yang Shubao, twenty-five years old, single, quasi-master's degree, staunch materialist fighter, outstanding party member who supports scientific research and construction in South Africa, a time-tested socialist successor, a former Young Pioneer, a member of the Communist Youth League - now he has become the owner of a tree of life, and will become the lord of an elf city in the future?!