——Light.

——Bright sunlight.

After actively engaging with the rampaging Magic Power and entering the original trial.

The first thing that caught Ronald's eye was a bright sunny day, slightly dazzling.

And as Ronald instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes from the blinding light for a few seconds, his vision gradually returned.

Only then did he notice his surroundings—

The originally white but now heavily stained walls of age; the iconic steeple belonging to a chapel at the top of the building directly in front; and to his side, neatly aligned residences for the clergy.

The place where Ronald now stood was undoubtedly an old monastery.

Yet, amidst the typicalities, there was something different.

This monastery was enormous!

The towering walls appeared to be about a hundred meters tall, and even other facilities like doorways and corridors seemed designed for giants, far beyond normal human proportions.

In such a world, had he arrived in a land of giants...

Suddenly, Ronald's analysis of the scene ground to a halt.

Because, as a cloud overhead moved aside and sunlight once again lit the earth, the ground Ronald stood on was perfectly shaded by a thick shadow.

Following the shadow, he turned his head and finally realized he was standing in a garden set within the monastery. He could see various familiar plants, all extraordinarily oversized!

Seeing this, how could Ronald not understand his situation?

It wasn't that he had entered a giant's realm, but rather his own body had shrunk, making the world around him appear this way!

"..."

"What kind of original trial turns out to be like this?"

Faced with the situation, Ronald couldn't help but scratch his head.

In the original trials he had experienced, most of the environments were fairly serious. A setup where he became a miniature figure during a trial was truly a first-time experience!

"Hahaha—"

"Really... arrogant... impossible!"

Just as Ronald hesitated, he suddenly heard some faint laughter coming from the garden ahead.

Ronald immediately got the hint.

Realizing this must be an important part of the original trial.

So, after adjusting his collar a bit, Ronald walked toward the direction of the laughter.

Soon, at the entrance of the garden, he approached the source of the sound.

The scene in front of him quickly came into view.

A few figures about his size were standing at the front of the flower bed, engaged in a somewhat heated debate.

Although it's unclear what these little figures' roles were in this trial or their identities, judging by the positions they took and the colors of their clothes, they were clearly divided into distinct factions.

As Ronald continued walking closer, he quickly overheard the content of their debate.

The one mocking the others was a proud-looking, strikingly attractive young lady:

"Of course, the lead in this experiment should be us, the Chrysanthemum!"

"We not only provide forage value for the Father but can also serve as medicine at times. We are easy to grow without meticulous care. In a monastery, who else should be planted but us?"

Following the arrogant young lady was a tanned young man beside her, speaking with no less confidence:

"You do realize this is a monastery!"

"When it comes to medicinal use, what can you accomplish? At the end of the day—our Corn is far more suitable for planting here."

"Be aware that we not only provide high nutritional value but can also serve as an important source of feed and even be involved in some light industries. Anyone with clear eyes can see who holds more value!"

Upon hearing the young man's retort, the once arrogant young lady faltered slightly.

It was then that another elegantly dressed lady, with a look of absolute disdain, scanned the crowd:

"Enough!"

"All this talk of medicinal and edible values; you just know to talk about value all day!"

"Get your facts straight, this is a monastery! How can a tiny garden grow your economic crops, and even if it does, what profit can it bring?"

Having verbally outshone everyone, the lady smugly glanced around before continuing:

"Only our Violet can add a touch of scenery to this monastery. Its noble and sincere symbolism can also represent the clergy's noble character. As for your impractical ideas—better give up on them soon!"

"..."

The debates and mutual mockeries continued to unfold among them.

Ronald listened intently—

The three factions, each representing a type of plant, were vying for dominance in the garden.

In addition to the individuals in the debate's center.

Ronald also noticed others, differently dressed from this group, timidly staying in the peripheral corners.

...

Recalling the impact of the rampaging Magic Power observed outside and the current trial's debates.

Ronald briefly pondered and quickly formed an idea.

But before taking any specific action, he cautiously approached and started talking to those not involved in the discussion:

"Friend, when do you think this discussion will reach a conclusion?"

The young lady Ronald spoke to immediately gave a wry smile and shook her head:

"Who could say?"

"Ever since the senior decided to conduct a planting experiment in the garden, this debate has continued among us. From what I see, this is unlikely to be resolved anytime soon."

"Oh, isn't this the eternally ignored Miss Pea?"

Just as Ronald began talking, an arrogant voice came from the center of the debate.

Turning his head, Ronald saw that the once heated debaters were all shifting their gaze toward him due to his presence.

"Oh, oh, who's this young man?"

"I've never seen him in the monastery before."

"Is the senior planning to introduce new plants into the garden? Our original space is already small enough!"

"No, he doesn't seem to represent any particular plant?"

The people involved in the discussion were well-acquainted and quickly concluded that Ronald was not an original participant but a new aide sent by the senior.

Soon, the atmosphere in the area turned silent.

Those once engrossed in debate stopped their discussions and immediately surrounded Ronald at the center:

"New Cultivator!"

"Speak your mind, which side do you plan to join?"