Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 1327 - 709: The Ocean of Beauties

"What about me? What should I do?" The Half-Moon Colt felt as if a thousand-pound burden was pressing on her. She knew full well the equipment Gaven carried was worth a fortune, and just his divine artifacts alone numbered several. If even one were lost, she wouldn’t dare face him again.

"You go back to the City of Faith first. Once everything here is handled, I’ll return to find you," Gaven said, unwilling to let Luna run around the world carrying his divine gear.

"But what if you need equipment?" The Half-Moon Colt asked anxiously.

"Don’t worry. The forest is my home turf now. Even if the God of the Hunt, Magla, descends with another Divine Nature Incarnation, it won’t be easy for him to catch me," Gaven said confidently, waving the Dragon Oak Staff.

Standing with the Dragon Oak Mother Tree at his back, his confidence was unshakable.

"Alright." The Half-Moon Colt hesitated no longer and activated her Teleportation Spell. With her Professional Level now transcendent, her mobility had reached a new height.

After sending the Half-Moon Colt away, Gaven approached the nearest tree, gently stroking its bark, and said to the surrounding flowers, grass, and trees: "Please inform Queen Arosh that Gaven Nort, Creator of the Dragon Oak Dream Realm, has arrived for the appointment. I bring the path of peace."

He spoke in Elvish, but his words carried a unique resonance, a vibration that flowed directly into the tree he was touching.

Whether it was the trees or the flowers and grass, everything leaned slightly toward his direction. Small animals and birds turned to gaze at him as if they were intently listening to his words.

Once he finished speaking, the trees gently swayed their branches, the flowers and grass softly quivered, and the birds let out crisp chirps, flapping their wings as they departed, calling as they flew: "Gaven has come for the appointment, Gaven has come for the appointment, Gaven has come for the appointment..."

This was the Druid’s way of communicating with flora and fauna.

Because of the Milestone of Destiny, the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, Lord Virginia, and many other reasons, Gaven had long ago formed a close bond with nature, even awakening an unusually specialized Enlightenment ability.

But it wasn’t until he truly unlocked the abilities of a Druid that Gaven discovered an entirely new door had opened before him.

Only then did he truly understand why so many Druids would go to such great lengths to protect nature, even fighting against their own kind if necessary.

In their eyes, every blade of grass and every tree possessed its own spirituality and awareness, albeit most flowers and grasses had consciousness so faint it couldn’t even form a complete word. Yet it undeniably existed.

They had their own joys and sorrows.

Just like the tree he was interacting with — it poured out its troubles to him about the excessive aphids and borers afflicting it. Gaven casually cast a pest removal spell for it, and the tree immediately radiated feelings of gratitude toward him.

However, in the process of casting the pest removal spell, his ears were filled with faint cries of death—the final laments of the aphids and borers perishing.

Above his head, a small bird flitted anxiously, letting out sorrowful cries. Her chick, with its feathers not fully grown, had fallen from the tree, and she was powerless to return it to the nest.

Gaven effortlessly returned the chick to the nest, prompting the bird to chirp and dance around him in jubilation, expressing her deep gratitude.

In the distance, a snake slithered toward a nest of newborn squirrels...

Farther away, a Forest Panther stalked stealthily toward a litter of piglets...

This was the otherworldly version of the animal kingdom.

Here, most things had no absolute right or wrong. Everything was a matter of survival.

Those aphids and borers gnawed at the tree to survive, just as the tree sought to eliminate them to survive.

The snake and Forest Panther hunted to survive, while the squirrels and piglets fled for their lives, also to survive.

At first, Gaven would intervene according to his own impulses, helping the side he felt needed assistance. But when he discovered that the Forest Panther whose hunt he had disrupted was a mother of three small cubs, he stopped such actions.

Occurrences like this were too common in the forest and didn’t warrant excessive interference.

Only in situations like the chick that had fallen from its nest—a case of saving a life—would he lend a hand.

For the rest of the time, he became an indifferent observer, silently watching the endless cycle of life and death unfold in the forest.

This was especially true once he used Tree Leap to enter the trees themselves.

Not only did the mundane creatures of the forest lose sight of him, but even his emotions seemed to fade significantly, as if he were being assimilated by the trees.

"As expected of a Dreamcrafter, able to glimpse the way of nature so effortlessly." A resonant, ethereal voice spoke near Gaven’s ear.

Gaven recognized this voice; it was Queen Arosh, who had briefly communicated with him in consciousness when he had enlightened the Blood Bear Tree earlier.

Yet now, her former anger and shock were gone, replaced by an endless, serene clarity.

Even just hearing her voice felt like a cleansing of the soul, evoking images of a sky clear after rain and a crystal-clear mountain stream winding through a valley.

Gaven emerged voluntarily from the tree he was hiding in and said, "You flatter me, Your Majesty. What I’ve done is mere child’s play; you are the true expert in this field."

Eep! Eep! Eep!

From the surrounding forest came countless gasps of astonishment, followed by a flurry of whispered conversations.

"How is this possible? He’s clearly a Half-Elf; how does he possess such powerful natural energy?"

"This natural energy feels so similar to ours. It’s as if he has also formed a symbiosis with the trees."