CHAPTER 763: APPA! DON’T PUSH YOUR MOUTH AGAINST MINE!

Garrett slowly sat down, leaning against the cave wall.

The atmosphere in this cave was very comforting. Clean, cool, peaceful. It reminded him of the scent left after a surgery room was thoroughly disinfected, with just a hint of antiseptic lingering. Small waves lapped rhythmically against the edges of the stone cave, a steady rhythm that was somewhat hypnotic.

Garrett leaned his head back against the stone wall and slowly closed his eyes. He relaxed his neck, shoulders, and spine. His mental energy spread out, gently brushing over the small flowers on the stone walls.

In his perception, the stone cave itself was dark, deep, and dense; whereas those small flowers were bright, lively, and light. Each flower was scattered like stars.

Garrett suddenly smiled. When his mental energy brushed over them, the flowers trembled slightly and then slowly closed, almost shyly.

When he carefully infused his mental energy, they would slowly open again. From bud, to half-bloom, to full bloom. As long as the infusion was meticulous enough, they could blossom into the most complete and beautiful flowers.

The whole process took less than a minute, making Garrett feel that using a bit of mental energy to watch this natural time-lapse photography was well worth it.

Unfortunately, the flower stamens were not very clear. The tips of the central stamens seemed to have tiny particles that, when moved, would drop a few grains. When too many fell, the whole flower looked somewhat wilted.

Garrett couldn’t resist touching one of the small flowers, then another. The third flower, the fourth flower, the petals trembled gently, and the air seemed to fill with a cool fragrance, easing his tension from the whole day.

Garrett exhaled and continued to touch these petals. The scene seen by his mental energy made him suddenly feel like he was playing chess—

These little flowers, opening and closing, weren’t they a natural Go board?

Hey!

He could play with them!

Mental energy poured out, sweeping across a large area of the stone wall like a gentle breeze. The small flowers on the stone surface trembled and all closed. Alright, let’s play chess~~~

Fully open flowers were white pieces, half-open flowers were black pieces... white piece, black piece; white piece, black piece...

The white pieces were about to connect! The black pieces hurried to block!

The white pieces changed direction...

Step by step, step by step, soon the entire stone wall was covered with pieces. Neither black nor white pieces won, and it seemed they had already exceeded the 19-grid range...

Suddenly, there was a neigh not far away. It was Appa, who had walked to the end of the cave, turned back. Garrett didn’t need to open his eyes to feel it lower its head, biting a small flower from the ground.

Is this thing for eating?

Although he had just played with it for a long time, it was a bit of a pity, but after all, it was Appa who brought him here. To Appa, introducing him to this secret stash was sharing resources:

Look, this thing can be eaten and it’s beneficial?

Garrett’s lips curled up slightly. Warm breath came close as Appa’s large head approached, its tongue rolling the small flower into Garrett’s mouth...

"Appa! If I want to eat, I can pick it myself! Don’t push it into my mouth!"

Garrett struggled, but he was no match for an eighth-level beast. He could only push hard while shouting:

"I’ll pick it myself!"

"Siiiiluuuu..."

"I’ll pick and eat them myself! Ten flowers!"

"Siiiiiluuuuluuu..."

"Twenty flowers!—Thirty flowers! I’ll eat them all here!"

The high-pitched neighing finally turned into a gentle snort. Garrett pushed again, this time successfully pushing away the big head. Of course, he had to keep his promise to the beast. He groped around, trying to pick the nearest flower— 𝘙₳ꞐŐβƐŠ

Hey!

The flower stems were too short, the flowers too small, and when he pinched them, he got a fingertip of dirt!

This way, they were inedible... In his mind, Garrett quickly flipped through the entire "Human Parasitology" book, particularly the sections on roundworms, whipworms, hookworms, and pinworms that reproduced in soil and entered the human body through food.

Although he could cure himself with his current spells if he got infected with parasites, it was still annoying.

Garrett sighed, casting a cleansing spell on his fingers, cleaning off the flower juice. The crushed small flower fell to the corner with the cleansing spell, and Appa immediately followed, cherishing it with a lick.

It seemed these small flowers were quite rare. For Appa to share thirty flowers with him was very generous and indicated a good relationship.

In that case, not a single flower could be wasted. Garrett considered the size of his fingers, the height of the flower stems, and the size of the flowers, deciding to find another way. He condensed his mental energy into a thread, wrapping it around the flower stem, gently pulling—

The fragile stem snapped immediately. However, the thin flower above made a "pop" sound, and the light, bright feeling in his consciousness dimmed completely.

"Siiiiluuu..."

Appa neighed again. Lowering its head, it carefully used its tongue to pick up the flower. This time, its movements were extremely gentle and slow. Garrett could clearly see a small silver light wrapping around the teeth and tongue of the Silver Moon Deer.

...That was the power of light.

Garrett imitated it, wrapping the flower with a similar power, then cutting it with the mental energy thread. This time, the bright flower finally floated lightly into his mouth.

A very comfortable feeling. As soon as it touched his tongue, it melted, turning into a cool sensation rushing to his brain. That feeling was like drinking a sip of iced mint water on a hot summer day.

A very subtle, yet undeniable soothing feeling. His entire mental sea seemed to ripple slightly, rising ever so faintly.

"Wow, this is really useful! Appa, thank you!"

Appa neighed again, lifting its head and swishing its tail. Garrett watched its proud display with a smile until the Silver Moon Deer turned around and started to do a tap dance...

"No, Appa, don’t wiggle your butt!"

After a chaotic moment, Garrett carefully picked thirty flowers, one by one, and put them into his mouth. The light flowers turned into juice, rushing to his brain.

In a mysterious way, Garrett felt his perception of the world becoming more refined. At least, the pollen on the stamen tips, each and every grain, falling, he could "see" clearly now.

Garrett smiled. Kneeling on one knee, he gently pressed his palm to the ground:

"Thank you... please, continue to bloom quietly..."

The power of growth and nourishment flowed from his palm into the ground. Soon, new buds quietly appeared on the stems where the flowers had been picked.

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