When the first heavy snow of the year fell, Sean appeared in front of Bran.

Bran has mixed feelings about this old scholar, who is his enlightenment teacher to understand the world. From a master-apprentice point of view, Sean is a good person. But from the perspective of the race, Bran was wary of him.

Bran had always wondered how such a group could have come into existence in a wild and backward land, and above all, their origins had been kept secret. The external statement is: it is too old to be examined.

How is this possible? How could scholars, a group whose mission is to record and search for knowledge, fail to record their own history?

......

Sean also has mixed feelings for Bran. Since Bran had a certain right to speak, he proposed that the history of the Northlanders should be written by the Northlanders themselves.

In the beginning, scholars did help the Northlands a lot. But as many years have passed, the scholars have become inaccomplished, and it is time to end the agreements with the scholars.

Now Bran has taken the Northland City and is trading with the City of Wisdom on an equal footing. Bran even released the news that the secret of wizard evolution was hidden in knowledge, so the wizards of the Northland began to study seriously. This trend has also driven many Northland teenagers.

Bran's deeds in Northland have spread, and since he said that power is hidden in knowledge, then with the Northlanders' dedication to power, their enthusiasm for learning has always been high. He is a legend in the mouth of the Northland teenagers, and his every move is imitated by the teenagers, as evidenced by the extra cats around the teenagers.

What the hell does Bran want to do? Sean asked himself more than once.

......

The two looked at each other in mixed moods, and after a moment, Sean broke the silence: "Come and see you, I'm leaving here." ”

Bran was a little speechless, he didn't know about Sean's past, and his interactions with Sean were limited to academic interactions. When he was hesitating how to speak, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "Congratulations on your reward!"

Bran is genuinely congratulating Sean.

Sean looked a little embarrassed, "You guessed?"

"Hmm. You said that you were documenting everything you could. Now it can only be that all this is finally satisfying the wisdom city. ”

"Aren't you outraged by this betrayal?"

"It's good to get a proper understanding of the Northlands from outside. ”

"Then why do you propose to stop accepting scholars?"

Bran smiled and pointed to his feet, "This will be an open city, where anyone can live freely. It's a place where we can exchange opinions, information, and knowledge. Real exchange, not stealing. ”

Sean asked rhetorically, "That's it?"

"Well, that's it. ”

......

"Before you leave, can you tell me what you want?" Sean asked, asking the question he had been asking all along.

"I once asked you, what is the continent under your feet? You told me that we live on the back of a turtle. Bran tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"I asked you, 'Why are there mountains, rivers and oceans on the turtle's back?' and you replied, 'Because it's too big.' ’”

"At that time you made a simple outline and said that this is the earth under our feet. But, I'm afraid it's not even a piece of armor on the turtle's back, right?"

Brandn paused, and his tone was accentuated: "I just want to see the other pieces of armor and finally piece together a complete turtle back." ”

Sean sighed regretfully, "It's a pity that you're not a scholar." ”

Bran doesn't feel pity, just more wary of the Scholars as an organization. Sean had lived in the Northland for so many years, and Bran couldn't think of a reason for him to go back. He only refused to allow new scholars to go deep into the Northland, not to drive away the old scholars who had lived in the Northland for many years.

Bran had so many things he couldn't think of for a reason, so with Sean gone, he put them behind him.

......

The ancient tree has always been crowned with a verdant canopy, highlighting its difference. Today, he surprised Bran again. Two verdant vines protrude from the canopy, entwining Bran and Blossom. It was just a minor annoyance for Flowey, and he flashed out with ease, leaving Bran in a tangled ball.

When did he do it? With this question in mind, Bran struggled harder, but he was strangled even tighter, and even gave him a slight feeling of suffocation.

"Stop!" Bran yelled, giving up the struggle.

Gu Shu was smug and asked, "How is it?"

It's a pity that he didn't wait for the expected compliment, but let him be deeply shocked by the reply: "Not good!"

"Why?" he asked dissatisfied.

"Because you hurt me. ”

Hearing Bran's answer, the ancient tree immediately let go of him.

Bran decided to teach this guy a lesson. Teach the ancient tree to control its newborn vines, or arms. By the way, some more ideas, look into it.

Bran found a variety of different objects, from bird eggs to ironware. To begin to let the ancient tree pick them up separately, he must learn to master his own power from the perception of contact. Today is a little joke with himself, if it is for Zoya, I am afraid the consequences will be serious.

"When did it grow?" Bran asked, testing.

"It's been a long time. ”

"Why did you just tell me today?"

"I hear your conversation, and you want to piece together a complete turtle's back. So, we can go together. ”

"Uh...... You don't have long legs, do you?" said Bran. He reacted that he seemed to have told an out-of-tune story to Gu Shu last time.

"It's coming, it's adjusting. ”

"How many legs?"

"Two of them, of course! ”

"I can't kill you, little one!" Bran was a little annoyed. "You have such a big canopy, can you stand on your two legs? And you're a tree, an ancient tree! You don't have to be like me. You see Flowey and we are good friends, right? How many legs does he have?"

"Four-of-a-kind. ”

"yes, so you don't have to be like me. ”

"Then I'll have four legs too. ”

"I recommend eight legs. ”

"Why?"

"Because this is the most majestic, you can go sideways. ”

"Good!"

"And the hands, you can grow a few more. ”

"Good!"

......

Soon Bran began to regret that the ancient tree had asked for a weapon. He was about to grow 16 arms, so Bran needed to prepare 16 weapons for him. It's not a problem, at least not for Bran. After much thought, he made 16 short-handled eight-petal hammers and put them under the tree.

Then, the day of his trepidation came, and the ancient tree wielded two hammers above his head every day, with the sound of the whirring wind. This made him spend most of his energy on careful precautions.

People stayed away completely, and even Dani stopped showing up. The white wolf and the snow falcon had long since fled without a trace, leaving only Bran, Flowey, and the ancient tree that was convulsing. Fortunately, people also know what Bran is capable of, and they don't need to be face-to-face when they have something to discuss. It's just that after a couple of hammer break-offs, he feels like everyone is testing his extreme communication distance.

Faced with the ancient tree that was training hard in martial arts and preparing to brave the world with him, Bran couldn't imagine what it would be like when all 16 hands were grown.