"You have lost all ancient history! Hmm. It is indeed not very practical to rely on one person to pass everything on to the next generation, listen up then." Fugon nodded a few times and then looked seriously at Robin, "We basically don't know the origin of life in this world, our history books only span to around five hundred thousand years ago, but it's enough to give us everything we need about what's going on around us. So let me start without any further deletions, five hundred thousand years ago there was no energy cultivation yet, there were only several intelligent races that sometimes fought and sometimes cooperated like any in-race tribes, and there weren't any major issues, as for those races, most of them were branches of the Treant species, they are plants that have mutated and gained intelligence." Hearing those words, Alexander and the rest's eyebrows sank, even Robin himself furrowed his brows slightly, intelligent plants? They have nothing of the description to this point other than the Tree Father himself maybe, Did he mean the buds? Was his reading of the memories of the buds inaccurate as they turned out to be a real independent race? Fugon noticed the change and smiled slightly, "You all don't need to think too much, I know you didn't see any Treant before, history says that Treants are completely different from the buds we see every day, Treants could be real trees that can move or flowers that jump and play with each other, they are real plants that have gained its consciousness from nature! At that time, it was not strange to find a few men fighting with a tree while it jumped and kicked them with one of its roots, or to find a guy picking a flower to smell its fragrance while it curses him! Those creatures were extremely widespread, at that time if we humans trampled a field of corn you might find half of it turned into Treant creatures!"
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