Chapter 53 The Old God Raises the Dust
***Edited by Kronost***
Enduring the teasing, Dark learned the location of the cat grass-related books from Senior Sister Pandora and soon found a copy of “The Mimicry of the Plant World” in the library.
There were relatively few people in the library on a Friday night.
Dark poured himself a cup of aromaless black tea and read the book carefully.
“Mimicry refers to an ecological adaptation phenomenon. In which an organism imitates another organism or a non-living organism in terms of its morphology, behavior, and other characteristics, benefiting one or both parties. It is a special behavior formed by organisms in the long-term evolution of nature.”
“The biological phenomenon of cat grass is derived from mimicry.”
“A typical mimic system is composed of a mimic, a mimic object, and a deceived.”
“Take cat grass as an example.”
“The mimic is cat grass itself.”
“The mimic object is a cat.”
“The deceived are human beings.”
...
“The six major organs of plants are roots, stems, leaves, flowers, fruits, and seeds.”
“Split the cat grass according to the plant structure.”
“The part buried in the soil is the root.”
“The tail is the stem.”
“And the hair around his body is... leaves?”
Seeing this, Dark was stunned.
According to the original image, he thought the “cat” part of cat grass should belong to the “fruit.”
But it didn’t seem to be the case.
Cat hair is leaves, and its body, limbs, and head are the same as the main body of a cactus. It was a fleshy stem.
As for flowers and fruits...
Every spring and autumn, beautiful flowers would grow on the top of cat grass.
When the petals withered, they would bear fruit.
As for the seed, it was naturally in the fruit.
...
Dark continued to read the books and gradually gained a more detailed understanding of the ecology of cat grass.
When they are about to bloom, they transport most of the nutrients in their bodies to the top of their heads, and then they would give birth to flower buds, who will eventually bloom, pollinate, and bear fruit.
“This is a major process.”
Dark drew the entire process as a graph in his notebook and then drew a circle on top of the cat grass, believing that he had found the cause.
To prove his conjecture, he went through lots of materials. And it was not until nine o’clock in the evening that he borrowed another copy of “Mimic Master” and left the library.
Senior Sister Pandora was not always in the library. Miss Bella was on duty most of the time.
After Dark returned to the dormitory, he turned on the light, put the borrowed book on the table, and walked towards the balcony.
“Meow~”
Cat grass walked with its short legs towards Dark. Dark knelt down and scratched its chin, with the other hand carefully checking the [Pride] coat of arms on top of its head.
Then he noticed a slight bump in the middle of the [Pride] coat of arms!
Feeling the touch of the bump against the fingertip, Dark suddenly became a little excited.
What kind of fruit would the cat grass that has absorbed [Pride] produce?
“Speaking of fruits, there are countless potions made from various fruits, and even some magical spirit cards require special fruits as core materials. Before it successfully bears fruits, I might need to research related potions or the production of magical spirits.”
Thinking of the future, he once again felt the joy of petting the cat.
The backlog of [Wrath] in his mind also decreased a bit.
After a while, he carried the cat grass to the bathroom and rinsed it again. Then he placed it on the bedside table, read “Dress Up Master” for a while, and fell asleep.
...
But Friday night did not end.
Dianna and Rose were still making noise in the common room.
After the tea party, Emma was invited to the reading club of Magister House, and she was going to stay up all night.
Pandora after relaxing was preparing for tomorrow’s magic duel competition.
White and Robert had lots of fun and returned to the dormitory very late.
But not long after returning to the dormitory, White quietly opened the door, glanced at Robert’s room, and slipped out of the tower of the Knight House.
Walking through the quiet castle, White couldn’t but recall the experience of the afternoon.
Emma’s last ripple was too painful.
This almost made him make the wrong decision.
Fortunately, Robert proposed to go to the library to study, letting him see the hope of change.
“Think of your dead parents!”
Although White had never met his parents, he grew up listening to the story of the Hero.
Hero has always been someone he admired.
The day Principal Arte told him he was the son of the Hero, he was overjoyed!
But now, looking back at what he had done these months.
He wanted to find a hole in the ground and completely bury himself!
→When he first entered the library, he really thought so.
→He also set a small goal for himself to surpass Dark Demon before the end of this semester!
But two hours later, the hard arithmetic work wiped out his will.
After he and Robert stared at each other, the two brothers reached an agreement and took a break.
Yes.
They learned what Dark taught!
...
The sound of lone footsteps echoed in the corridor.
White drew out [Forbidden Love] and poured a little magic energy. The pink mist spread out on the card’s surface and gradually converged into a fuzzy human form.
He has not forgotten his little goal— surpass Dark!
In order to do this, conventional methods no longer seemed to be feasible, and the only way to do this was to find another way.
Following the guidance of the pink mist, White once again came to the small temple that he had visited last night.
The group of “tinners” who were clamoring for a holy war were not here.
He carefully checked the surroundings and confirmed that no one was hiding in the corner like he did last night. He then came to stand in front of the statue.
The skin of the goddess statue became more and more delicate, and the delicate face exuded a soft halo as if she could open her eyes at any time.
White pulled out the “Old Days” from his shoulder bag, which he had borrowed from Robert this afternoon, and then looked carefully at the face of the statue.
The “Old Days” recorded the gods who ruled the world in the past.
They existed at least five epochs before. They came from the stars and walked in the abyss. They were once great, and they once ruled all realms... They have long been forgotten by history, and they were the old rulers buried in the ancient dust!
After half an hour.
There was a look of joy in White’s eyes.
He found a goddess with a similar face to the statue.
“She was born on the moon and descended on the earth. She is both the goddess of the moon and the mother of earth. She specializes in the reproduction of all things and is not stingy with the grace of the earth. She is the most beautiful goddess, the master of the night; her beauty is eternal, holy, and sacred. She is in charge of fertility and love...”
...
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Chapter 53 The Old God Raises the Dust
***Edited by Kronost***
Enduring the teasing, Dark learned the location of the cat grass-related books from Senior Sister Pandora and soon found a copy of “The Mimicry of the Plant World” in the library.
There were relatively few people in the library on a Friday night.
Dark poured himself a cup of aromaless black tea and read the book carefully.
“Mimicry refers to an ecological adaptation phenomenon. In which an organism imitates another organism or a non-living organism in terms of its morphology, behavior, and other characteristics, benefiting one or both parties. It is a special behavior formed by organisms in the long-term evolution of nature.”
“The biological phenomenon of cat grass is derived from mimicry.”
“A typical mimic system is composed of a mimic, a mimic object, and a deceived.”
“Take cat grass as an example.”
“The mimic is cat grass itself.”
“The mimic object is a cat.”
“The deceived are human beings.”
...
“The six major organs of plants are roots, stems, leaves, flowers, fruits, and seeds.”
“Split the cat grass according to the plant structure.”
“The part buried in the soil is the root.”
“The tail is the stem.”
“And the hair around his body is... leaves?”
Seeing this, Dark was stunned.
According to the original image, he thought the “cat” part of cat grass should belong to the “fruit.”
But it didn’t seem to be the case.
Cat hair is leaves, and its body, limbs, and head are the same as the main body of a cactus. It was a fleshy stem.
As for flowers and fruits...
Every spring and autumn, beautiful flowers would grow on the top of cat grass.
When the petals withered, they would bear fruit.
As for the seed, it was naturally in the fruit.
...
Dark continued to read the books and gradually gained a more detailed understanding of the ecology of cat grass.
When they are about to bloom, they transport most of the nutrients in their bodies to the top of their heads, and then they would give birth to flower buds, who will eventually bloom, pollinate, and bear fruit.
“This is a major process.”
Dark drew the entire process as a graph in his notebook and then drew a circle on top of the cat grass, believing that he had found the cause.
To prove his conjecture, he went through lots of materials. And it was not until nine o’clock in the evening that he borrowed another copy of “Mimic Master” and left the library.
Senior Sister Pandora was not always in the library. Miss Bella was on duty most of the time.
After Dark returned to the dormitory, he turned on the light, put the borrowed book on the table, and walked towards the balcony.
“Meow~”
Cat grass walked with its short legs towards Dark. Dark knelt down and scratched its chin, with the other hand carefully checking the [Pride] coat of arms on top of its head.
Then he noticed a slight bump in the middle of the [Pride] coat of arms!
Feeling the touch of the bump against the fingertip, Dark suddenly became a little excited.
What kind of fruit would the cat grass that has absorbed [Pride] produce?
“Speaking of fruits, there are countless potions made from various fruits, and even some magical spirit cards require special fruits as core materials. Before it successfully bears fruits, I might need to research related potions or the production of magical spirits.”
Thinking of the future, he once again felt the joy of petting the cat.
The backlog of [Wrath] in his mind also decreased a bit.
After a while, he carried the cat grass to the bathroom and rinsed it again. Then he placed it on the bedside table, read “Dress Up Master” for a while, and fell asleep.
...
But Friday night did not end.
Dianna and Rose were still making noise in the common room.
After the tea party, Emma was invited to the reading club of Magister House, and she was going to stay up all night.
Pandora after relaxing was preparing for tomorrow’s magic duel competition.
White and Robert had lots of fun and returned to the dormitory very late.
But not long after returning to the dormitory, White quietly opened the door, glanced at Robert’s room, and slipped out of the tower of the Knight House.
Walking through the quiet castle, White couldn’t but recall the experience of the afternoon.
Emma’s last ripple was too painful.
This almost made him make the wrong decision.
Fortunately, Robert proposed to go to the library to study, letting him see the hope of change.
“Think of your dead parents!”
Although White had never met his parents, he grew up listening to the story of the Hero.
Hero has always been someone he admired.
The day Principal Arte told him he was the son of the Hero, he was overjoyed!
But now, looking back at what he had done these months.
He wanted to find a hole in the ground and completely bury himself!
→When he first entered the library, he really thought so.
→He also set a small goal for himself to surpass Dark Demon before the end of this semester!
But two hours later, the hard arithmetic work wiped out his will.
After he and Robert stared at each other, the two brothers reached an agreement and took a break.
Yes.
They learned what Dark taught!
...
The sound of lone footsteps echoed in the corridor.
White drew out [Forbidden Love] and poured a little magic energy. The pink mist spread out on the card’s surface and gradually converged into a fuzzy human form.
He has not forgotten his little goal— surpass Dark!
In order to do this, conventional methods no longer seemed to be feasible, and the only way to do this was to find another way.
Following the guidance of the pink mist, White once again came to the small temple that he had visited last night.
The group of “tinners” who were clamoring for a holy war were not here.
He carefully checked the surroundings and confirmed that no one was hiding in the corner like he did last night. He then came to stand in front of the statue.
The skin of the goddess statue became more and more delicate, and the delicate face exuded a soft halo as if she could open her eyes at any time.
White pulled out the “Old Days” from his shoulder bag, which he had borrowed from Robert this afternoon, and then looked carefully at the face of the statue.
The “Old Days” recorded the gods who ruled the world in the past.
They existed at least five epochs before. They came from the stars and walked in the abyss. They were once great, and they once ruled all realms... They have long been forgotten by history, and they were the old rulers buried in the ancient dust!
After half an hour.
There was a look of joy in White’s eyes.
He found a goddess with a similar face to the statue.
“She was born on the moon and descended on the earth. She is both the goddess of the moon and the mother of earth. She specializes in the reproduction of all things and is not stingy with the grace of the earth. She is the most beautiful goddess, the master of the night; her beauty is eternal, holy, and sacred. She is in charge of fertility and love...”
...
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