Return to the Jardine tribe and hand over the pollen you brought back, and Sham's collection mission for today is over.

"I came in a hurry before, now I'll take you around the tribe. Sam took the initiative to apply to be a guide and flew around with Qin Ming.

"It's usually a place where tribal people meet. ”

"This is where the patriarch speaks. ”

"This is ......"

With Sham's introduction, Qin Ming found that the facilities in the tribe were already quite perfect, as if they were a complete social group.

Near the vines that connect the trees, many young flower elves are chasing and playing with each other.

They don't have the burden of daily tasks, and they are still in a carefree state, and they don't know what it's like to worry.

I have to say that even though the adult flower elves here are busy and hard, they are indeed safe, and it seems that no other spirits will come here.

When flying to the other side of the tribe, Qin Ming noticed that a group of flower elves were flying to the mountain with a large amount of pollen.

"What are they doing here?"

The pollen is undoubtedly the fruit of what they have collected today, but it seems that it has been taken with them elsewhere.

Sam also had a look of confusion on his face, and shook his head, indicating that he didn't know much either.

It's also just coming of age, and it really doesn't know enough about some things in the tribe as a whole.

Qin Ming thought for a moment, and then suddenly asked, "Sham, do you know the Ink Fall Tree?"

"What is that?" Sham's eyes flickered, looking a little dazed.

Seeing this, Qin Ming didn't continue to ask, his eyes fell on the team carrying pollen, and gradually disappeared into the mountains, and he didn't know where he went.

I wanted to follow up and take a look, but I felt a little presumptuous.

Today was his first day in the spirit world, so there was no need to be in such a hurry.

As the sky grew dark, Qin Ming and Sham parted ways and returned to the cabin assigned to him.

The basic furniture in the wooden house is all made of wood, such as beds, tables and stools.

There are even small lanterns for night lighting, and instead of candles, some luminous objects float inside, emitting a soft glow.

Lying on the bed, quietly thinking about the future arrangements.

First of all, you must find a way to collect the spirit flower pollen, and secondly, you have to find out the news of the ink fall tree in the mission.

"End the Long Rule of the Inkfall Tree......"

"Since it is a rule, it is impossible for the flower elves not to know about the existence of the ink fall tree, and Sham is still young, so he can find a chance to ask the slightly older flower elves. ”

Qin Ming muttered to himself, recalling the evasive appearance of the old patriarch guards when they were talking, was the existence they were afraid of being the Ink Fall Tree?

Another thing he had to consider was that if he wanted to stay here, he would have to complete the collection tasks on time and in quantity every day.

Today, he took the initiative to find the three people of the Nanigal tribe in order to solve the daily collection task.

As for whether the three of them will do it honestly, Qin Ming is not worried, the big deal is to teach them another lesson and leave them with more unforgettable memories.

Because of the mission, it is impossible for the three of them to stay in the tribe all the time without coming out.

There is no way, whoever let them be targeted by Qin Ming can only be regarded as unlucky.

"The flower elves are really a strange group of spirits. ”

Through this day's contact, he was deeply impressed by both the wisdom of the flower elves themselves and the huge scale of the development of this race.

Qin Ming felt more and more that the spirits bred by this heaven and earth were really strange, and there was everything.

Early the next morning, Qin Ming set off with the tribe's collection team and flew to the sea of flowers.

Every day, most of the tribe's inhabitants join the collection team to go out to collect pollen.

Qin Ming estimated that this collection team also had six or seven hundred flower elf residents.

Sham greeted Qin Ming in the team, and then was taken to other places to collect.

"Hey, are you the new young man who joined yesterday?" asked a flower elf resident looking at Qin Ming.

"Hello. Qin Ming nodded.

"Come on, the first day of collection, no experience is definitely not very efficient, and you should be able to adapt after a while. The flower fairy encouraged, and it was friendly.

"My name is Forlin. ”

"Flower Song. ”

"Hua Ming, what a strange name. The two reported each other's names, and Qin Ming's name was also complained about by the other party on a daily basis.

"The first time I collected pollen by myself was eight years ago, when I didn't have as many tasks as I do now, and I only needed to collect 18,000 pollen, but even so, it took me a full fifteen hours. ”

"I clearly remember that day I really couldn't fly at all, and I just slept in the sea of flowers and didn't go back. ”

Fulin told Qin Ming about his immature past, as if he felt that Qin Ming would also experience this.

Qin Ming also chatted with him with a little bit of a match, and after getting a little familiar, Qin Ming suddenly changed the topic and asked, "Actually, I've always been a little strange, why does each tribe need to collect so much pollen every day?"

"This is probably more than the amount of pollen that the tribal people need for their daily lives. ”

Speaking of this, Fulin's face changed slightly.

Seeing this, Qin Ming understood that this older resident really knew something.

I saw Fulin sigh and said: "Actually, this is not a secret in every tribe, the older and the people who have lived for a long time know this, and you may not know it yet, no wonder you have doubts." ”

"Trouble the old brother said to me. Qin Ming immediately asked.

"Well, in fact, everyone doesn't want to talk about this matter on weekdays, after all, it's not a glorious thing, but since you've joined us, you're qualified to know about it. ”

Fulin said, shaking his head and sighing again and again, his expression looking quite helpless.

"The large amount of pollen collected is not for the tribe's own use, but for worship. ”

"Offerings?" Qin Ming looked puzzled, but he already had a faint conjecture in his heart.

"Look at this vast treasure land of flowers, do you think this place is suitable for us flower elves to live. Fulin suddenly asked, pointing to the sea of flowers passing below.

Qin Ming nodded, there was no doubt about this.

Otherwise, the Flower Elves would not have grown to such a scale here.

"But it's not all that rosy here, and among those mountains, there is a group of fourth-order tree spirits that can move, they are very powerful, and they can easily devour us. ”

"Decades ago, they caused a catastrophe that wiped out more than a dozen of our tribes in one fell swoop. ”

"At that time, the whole tribe almost fell apart and prepared to flee here, however, the Elven King suddenly made a pact with this group of dryads, as long as we can provide enough pollen, we can continue to live here, and those dryads will not continue to devour us, but will also keep us safe. ”

"This sea of mountains and flowers is the foundation of our reproduction and growth, and if it is not a last resort, the ethnic group will not choose to leave, after all, it is hard to imagine that we can find a similar and suitable treasure land. ”

Forin did know a lot about the Race, and even though it had been decades since that disaster, he still sighed when he talked about it now.

This was a major turning point for the community.