After playing for a while, he jumped back into Bran's arms to rest for a while, which made Flowey feel very comfortable. The fly in the ointment is that there are too few interesting playthings.

Three years ago, when I was bored and remembered the Demon Root, I thought it would be an object worth playing with. But after seeing it, I was attracted by those tokens.

The panic of the Demon Root, the reaction on the derivative is very interesting. It's a pity that the demon root, which quickly calmed down, made everything boring again.

Usually at such times, Flowey will reach out her paws and gently flicker. Switching to the attitude towards the Demon Root, that is, - fight!

Flowey wants to see real panic and struggle, and the more intense it is, the more it will arouse its interest, and the longer it will be able to live. And the seemingly obedient perfunctory nature of the Demon Root has bored it, so it habitually waved its claws.

There is neither murderous intent nor foreshadowing......

It's just that while waving his claws, he suddenly remembered that this is not his own plaything, and it is not a worm that he usually uses to pass the boring time. So, the claws that were swung out shifted slightly.

I wanted to take it back, but a slightly unfamiliar power prevented it from being able to retract and release it freely. As a result, the connection between the root and the token is severed.

A small accident didn't bother it, but it led to a river of magic without even thinking about it. Just like Bran thinks - magic will find a way, so it thinks so too. As for what kind of way out of the magic power, it didn't have time to think about it yet.

This is only a subconscious remedy for mistakes.

Huahua definitely didn't expect that the magic root would be pierced into it with a fierce son. Although it was very unexpected, it immediately became excited when it saw that the magic root instantly opened the entrance to Bran's belly.

Unfortunately, the good times are always too short......

Even if it was short-lived, it decided to let go of the Demon Root, hoping to see some interesting things occasionally in the years to come.

As expected, interesting things soon appeared. To make things more interesting, it tries to throw soul into it.

Since Bran's initial soul was full of negative emotions, it was better to do the same. But after only a few of them, he became impatient, so he threw his soul into the river and left it to fend for itself.

As he threw out these souls, the words that Bran had once said suddenly came to mind - life will find a way.

Yes, life will find a way.

Both those derivatives and forsaken souls have been found......

Souls float and sink in the river, howls of despair dissolving into invisible waves through the mist, drawing the tokens to the river. The soulless body immediately attracted the attention of the soul in the river.

The hesitation didn't last long, and some souls took action, and the fusion was quickly completed. The first thing to do to complete the fusion was to climb away from the riverbank.

As the number of soul-possessing tokens grew, the killings became more and more brutal.

In order to live longer, large or small groups are quickly formed in the killing. But this does not mean that you can survive better by joining the group, and those who are weak are more like spare rations.

Now, the token tokens that are slumbered together are not only to increase their power, but also to collect food.

As groups grew, killing or predation became more and more efficient. But efficiency, sometimes also means faster consumption......

Seeing the rapid decrease in the number of tokens, Demon Root couldn't help but feel his heart pounding. If this continues, the bad cat will definitely ask for the meat to be cut.

However, it was wrong.

......

Stan looks at the dark sky, sad. For him, the days of the Netherworld were not difficult. If you don't have the burden next to you - Maddie, then it will be easier.

What worries him is that after all these years, Bran has never looked for him again. He was afraid that Bran would forget about his existence.

Persistence, but also persistence - hope that one day it can be inadvertently remembered, or discovered.

For Maddie's sake, and more importantly, for himself, he carved out a small oasis in this ink. It was an oasis to be proud of, and he hoped it would catch Bran's eye.

Years ago, it was not for nothing. The oasis in front of him is his display of the harvest.

If you look closely, you will see that the greenery at the edge of the oasis is full of color. Not only the vegetation itself, but also the thin fog above the vegetation.

- The magic of ink, which is being absorbed by these vegetation at an extremely slow rate, then decomposes.

In the center of the oasis, an oversized dandelion stands there. The flocculent at the top emits a soft light.

Although he couldn't communicate with the Sea of Mana here, he single-handedly carved out a cycle of self-sufficiency.

For him, this is not a new discovery. The relationship between the magic sea and the present world is very complex, and the magic power is not static in the process of blending.

He just screened and cultivated the ink color.

In order to attract attention, he had to show it, hoping that Bran would recognize that he was not useless.

The cycle was complete, but the person he was looking for was nowhere to be seen. In the midst of his gains and losses, he kept reassuring himself that this was just Bran's trick, and he had actually noticed......

Today, these self-comforts are no longer paralyzing. Let's stay alive for now, that's the only thing Stan can be sure of.

In this little cycle, it is really torture to watch Maddie who is worried every day. Although it has been emphasized many times that there is no problem with their safety, Maddie still looks terrified.

As it is now, the slightest fuss in the slightest bit of fuss.

"Ahh

Following the voice, Stan glared at Maddie and asked impatiently, "What's wrong?"

"That, there!"

Where?

Following Maddie's gesture, Stan looks suspiciously at the edge of the oasis. There - the big black cat, lazily sticking out its head to sniff a small flower. Those eyes were very similar to Bran's, with a hint of curiosity, a hint of concentration, and a little inquiry......

Seeing this, Stan is surprised, surprised, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah Many complex emotions finally turned into a sigh in the bottom of my heart, and finally came!

He hurriedly got up and stood with his hands down. Having never crossed paths with the black cat, Stan knows who it is. Finally, he waited for it, and this time he will definitely correct his attitude and seize the hard-won opportunity.

Stan's actions catch Flowey's attention. In fact, it has been here for a long time, but it was attracted by the little flower, and for a moment forgot the main purpose of coming here.

It slowly retracted its stretched neck, then sat down slowly, squinting at Stan, Maddie, and the small oasis.