The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

“I don't want to grow up...”

Every child once had this idea, and the children's words were not understood by adults, and the world was so colorful in their eyes that they were completely different from adults in reality.

There is always a scary demon hidden under the bed, the black wolf grandmother comes out, the story of dragonflies and white rabbits will continue tomorrow, if you sneak your eyes closed, the elves living in the boots will help complete that annoying work, the reward is just vegetable juice that is not tasty at all.

In their eyes, the end of the world or something is just a matter for adults. Tonight's lunch is an annoying celery. Mary next door bought another doll. The blacksmith shop's little black is annoying and his father beat him up. The “important thing” about the children's world is the most important topic.

But children grow up, and when they become parents, they take the love stories of grasshoppers and hamsters they heard as jokes and throw past mud and dolls into the storeroom.

Childhood is often wonderful, but people are destined to grow up, treasures that used to be in baby boxes, and end up being seen as garbage in storage.

But there are people who are destined to have no childhood, like Emila. Milan.

“Want to play with…”

The craziest personality comes from a lonely heart, when it's discovered that all the adults around you are filthy thoughts and desires. Wang, when even the little partners were adults sent out to compete for profit, the little princess closed her heart and refused to grow up.

“Reject, reject, reject, reject! ”

Adolescent girls who disgust adults erect heavy city walls to protect their hearts and live alone in their own fortress. If someone insists on approaching, they will instantly take his life with poisonous thorns. Yes, from the beginning, she was the sleeping beauty in the fairy tale, the princess who spent a long time sleeping.

It all comes from the soul, magic is the manifestation of the soul, the fantasy of the child is the most cruel and fantastic, when the years pass, the little princess incarnate the witch returns to the world, fairy tales dream dream forest, is Emila's mood world and home, but also reveals her essence.

By the purest coincidence, Emila's flesh became her fairy tale kingdom, and as the creator, she had the miracle of what she wanted to do, and then it all happened.

“Want a family...”

Past obsession made her sick of complex human beings. Pure plants were her best friends who were willing to open their hearts, and plants without wisdom were too simple to communicate and still not alleviate the scarcity that originated in their hearts, so the Woodlings were born.

“Men are not trustworthy, adults are not trustworthy...”

adoptive mother and what happened to herself (it was Roland's fault! is the best annotation, plus the nasty desire of men because of their gifted abilities. Looking straight in front of Emila, she always felt that it was better for a man to die naked, and as for a woman... if her friendly and respectful mask were torn apart, her jealousy was even more disturbing.

What kept Roland from thinking was that Emila the Witch was really good for kids, especially little girls, but now it seems like only little girls don't have evil thoughts anymore, as for little boys? Emila has a little urge to feed herself to flowers when she thinks she's going to end up a stinking man like Roland.

The creator was so lethargic, but once she had mastered the roots of the position, she had the ability to turn her fantasy into reality, and because of Emila's choice, the real touch of the race was a girl like Rosa.

That huge plant giant and the tree man over three meters tall, they only manipulated the reinforced shell, the real body buried in the huge trunk, all the girls... the young girl's race is amazing, but this forest will also become a sanctuary for some people in the future.

When I came into contact with that lake, countless memories and fantasies poured into my mind, and a gentle voice echoed in my mind, which was the blessing of the Creator to this heaven and earth and to the people, and the gentle motherhood of the words instinctively made people feel warm and comfortable.

“Kids, my first gift is Humility, and humility is progress, understanding my shortcomings, and a full day. Kids, as a reward for humility, I give you the wisdom to learn the advantages of other life and absorb the power to imitate other life-specific techniques to evolve yourselves. ”

The glow of blessings echoes over forest land, and with the blessings of her mother, every one of them has the gift of learning at high speeds.

“Kids, my second gift is Charity, which is sweeter when the sweet fruit is shared. And as a reward for learning to be generous, I will give you the ability to think through your hearts, and under my protection, no one will be able to separate the chains of your hearts. And the forest will be your most trusted ally. ”

Words are unnecessary for the Wood Spirit, who inherited some of Emila's communication abilities, and communicating with her peers and plants is enough for her to comment.

“Kids, my third gift is purity. Pure girls don't need adult pollution. Pure love doesn't need carnal defilement. Good love is the sweetest candy. And as a reward for learning to be chaste, I will grant you the right to remain young forever, and if you are truly captured by the curse of love, you intend to leave the fruit of pure love, and you will be able to abandon boring relationships between the sexes and give birth to future generations in a unique way for the descendants of Mori. ”

This cannot be evaluated… it is probably someone's cleanliness habit, and then countless books emerge just to study the way wood spirits reproduce.

“Kids, my fourth gift is Kindness. Learn how hard and hard it is for others. Blind strife can only cause more trouble and a peaceful mindset can make you true winners. And as a reward for learning to be tolerant, I will give you the good fortune of the indestructible, and no one can take your souls from me, as long as death is a brief dormancy under my protection. ”

This has been proven by the war with the dead, where they are truly immortal.

The mystery of the evolution of the Wood Spirit was revealed, and the seven virtues were Emila's soul path, and the blessings stemming from the seven virtues allowed her children to evolve to this point in a short time.

But Emila can only complete four blessings at this time, and the rest of "restraint," ”diligence," and "patience," she does not have the ability to do so, otherwise the Mullings will become a truly independent and complete race, without being stuck with the earth.

No mother did not expect her child to be a good and healthy child. Emila's open mind made the best blessing of the Creator. The Wood Spirits grew to this point according to her mother's wishes. The purpose of summoning me was probably to instinctively ask for help.

“… looks like we're going to lose a lot this time. ”

Gently touch the face of sleeping beauty, soft skin abnormal, tears in the corner of the eyes, the soft look of the crazy witch of the past makes people not realize how compassionate their hearts are.

Sitting on her sleeping bed with her tray legs closed, she also opened her heart to the world.

I learned from that fantasy that I had just acquired what I could do, and now I will continue Emila's unfinished racial blessings, freeing this nascent race from maternal support, truly independent existence, and even be able to travel in all directions in the near future.

“Control? Diligence, patience? I'm sorry, I don't have any, Emila, but if you will, I will give my blessings to those children in my own way. You can't just drown a child. Your education is obviously too radical, too pure a creation, and you can die easily."

The lake emits a little fluorescence, and the will of the connected world is turning into the light of the roots, and after obtaining the authority of the power of creation, after obtaining an agreed answer, I give my “blessing”, perhaps more appropriately called a curse.

“Temperance blessings? Sorry, I only have a curse here called Gluttony, but don't ignore the fact that eating helps grow, and a strong body is the cornerstone of everything. Children, when you accept my gift and have an endless appetite, you will have the privilege of being rooted in the earth, demanding its milk, and healing damage and re-evolution by devouring other living and non-living beings. ”

When the light of this source flashed, further along the evolutionary path, the spirits became a little stronger, and the back had several more roots and tails, prepared for the roots of the earth, their ugly fortified enclosure was more than dozens of tentacles, after which, if a spirits were injured too badly, she could root the earth and quickly return to herself, and the accompanying phagocytosis was viewed in the near future as a taboo killing technique that was only allowed to protect her life.

“Diligence blessings? Well, all I have here is a curse called Sloth, and diligence sounds good, but being overly enthusiastic about getting into someone else's life can also cause trouble for others. Do not let others disturb your rhythm, be lazy, be accustomed to indifference you do not need the approval of others, your will will will be as strong as a rock, no fantasy can hinder your self-improvement heart, your mind will be as strong as steel, and only one person can live forever. ”

When the light of origin flashes again, silver light shines in the eyes of the spirits, and from then on, they will become natural enemies of illusionists and psycho-like abilities, whose mental magic such as silence, fear and shock will be ignored.

“Patience's blessing? Well, all the virtues I'm most ashamed of are this. Is just patience a virtue? I give you a curse called Wrath. Why do you have to be able to stand when it's unpleasant to see? The ability of the wrongdoers is only a kind of forgiveness. At this time, it should be punched hard! Accept my gift, it's a blessing from the Fury Dog. ”

After the rays of origin flashed again, the spirits gained the strength to strengthen themselves by emotion, and the spikes for impact grew on the shell armor. Since then, the sudden superlevel erupted into the patent of the spirits, and after the brute force from the earth increased again, there was no willingness to fight these seemingly weak little men closely.

“By the way, it's time to give you a name… just call it Wood Spirit. Trees, trees, spirits of all things. ”

When the seven “blessings” were complete, when the “real name” was determined, the "wooden spirit” was finally completely completed, but the luminous dream forest just now suddenly darkened, and her children reached dormant long bodies, so she stayed up at night.

“Thank you, father of my people. ”

“Wait! Don't call me that. Hey, hey, hey. Don't sleep. ”

But my words were not answered, and all the woods, including the three virtues, were wrapped around the roots of the forest, and then slowly dragged underground, and the demonized forest was dormant with its inhabitants, where they would complete the final dramatic transformation.

And for me, the work is not done, and it should be said that the most troublesome part is just beginning.

Emila opens her mind to these little guys growing up, but she obviously lacks experience in war-related struggles, and her soul falls asleep, only allowing the woods to grow gradually according to their instincts in battle, but this is obviously a little slow, and the way of battling is too dependent on instincts, if not immortality, and the opponent lacks high-ranking combat power, she would have been attacked by the army of the dead already.

But death is not invincible, and hundreds of spells and props are directed against the undead.

I have seen two old acquaintances. Although I pressed one of them all the time, they were all spiritual monarchs accumulated for thousands of years. They are still my predecessors in name. Naturally, their strength will not be poor. Their strength is not low. Plus, there are countless mysteries of the spirits known, our opponents are not easy to deal with.

But who am I? O ex-dead king, when it comes to understanding the power of the dead and the power of the dead, I absolutely don't believe that there is more to this world than mine, and since Emila has opened her own experience to the growth of these children, I won't be offended.

All that needs to be done now is to let go of the mind, share past combat experiences through the psychological links of the spirits, and make interventions and suggestions on their evolution, either simply improve combat power, or make targeted reforms to the Legion of the Dead. Although it is unrealistic for the spirits to evolve again in a short time, there is still room for progress in forest geographic defences, demonized plants, the fortified enclosure of the spirits, battle modes and intellectual innovations.

“….. you guys are so thick, since all the roots of the trees are on your side, why don't you suddenly form a stumbling block, and don't put the key facilities and dwellings on the ground, it's too unsafe, watch out for large-scale magic and assassins, it's so good to have a wide underground. ”

“Come, since the other is a dead spirit, believe in the holy light with me. Rest assured, there is no need for authenticity, let me show you how to fool that divine server. First, learn how to glorify the Holy Light and curse the Holy Light God.”

“Be careful with the corrosive exhalation of bone dragons, which is a natural enemy of plants, so we're going to have a net dedicated to dragon catching. They're huge, but they actually manipulate their bodies much weaker than living dragons, and they're poorly perceived, and we can totally deal with these blind eyes with traps. ”

There was so little information about war in Emila's database that I went on my side, and soon, even in my sleep, the tree spirits who had gained combat experience and information began to come up with new proposals and plans, and so the whole forest began its own evolutionary journey during the night.

I'm afraid when the dead come back here, they'll have a surprise in the face of an all-nonsense opponent.

And when I did it, I stood up for a while, covered in leaves and vines, and maybe those silly kids thought it would help avoid the cold.

Seems to have a good dream, I don't know, still brings out a smile in the sleeping beauty's mouth.

“ ……. To be a full face will, you need enough sacrifice and soul replenishment, so you still can't wake up? Well, it looks like soon those sacrifices will be delivered automatically. ”

Across the horizon, armies of black paint are gathering, and a little estimation suggests that a new war will erupt before dawn when the forces are gathered to a certain extent.

“Sleep in peace. For the sake of these little things, I will prepare enough sacrifices for you. ”