“It has been a long time since someone has mentioned that name.” The moment Li Qiye finished speaking, the old face on the tree opened its eyes and smiled.

Ye Xiaoxiao stared at this strangely-fitting face on the tree and curiously asked: “What is the feeling of the seeds taking root inside you? Do you feel like a puppet?”

“No, I’m not a puppet.” He kindly smiled like a grandpa next door: “I’m only another experiment. As for the feeling? It feels pretty good, like leaves returning to the earth. People will have to die in the end, but as for where and how... the choice is different for each individual.”

“So you chose to stay in this place?” Xiaoxiao curiously perused the ancestor. For treants, only the treefathers would be able to take root in the earth. However, Terminus’ current status was quite strange....