I Turned into a Tree, Who Cares!

6 Fiery Red Eyes

The spring light was dazzling, and Jack watched for a long time, not moving even after the two girls left. He even groomed his branches, making them look indistinguishable from the surrounding willow trees. After a while, he silently watched the girls depart, then pulled his thoughts away and entered a state of tranquility. This serene state was something he had discovered by chance, allowing him to extract evolution points more quickly.

" ding, sun exposure detected, evolution point +0.1."

With a crisp notification sound, Jack slowly opened his eyes. Moments later, he focused on his attribute panel and saw that he had accumulated 1 evolution point. He had 0.9 before, and with the additional 0.1 from the sunlight, he had crossed the threshold to 1 evolution point.

It was worth noting that Jack had fully reinforced all fifty of his main branches. The reason for hoarding points was that he was preparing to evolve to the next level of reinforcement.

" ding, confirm consumption of 1 evolution point to reinforce roots."

" Confirmed."

Jack nodded, feeling a surge of excitement. Reinforcing the roots required 1 evolution point right from the start, unlike branches which only consumed 0.1 points. However, it made sense; the roots were fundamental to the tree's existence, so the high demand for evolution points was understandable. Jack was also eager to reinforce his roots so he could pull them from the ground and run like a human. He could already imagine the scene of a willow tree running across the land on legs formed from its roots. It would be a beautiful sight—a tree spirit or a magical creature?

As these thoughts raced through his mind, Jack suddenly felt a surge of intense pain. It felt as if a tremendous force was rushing into his roots, overwhelming energy bursting through the confines of his tree roots.

“ Crack!” It sounded as if the roots were fracturing, and a violent pain from deep within the earth caused Jack's branches to tremble uncontrollably, swaying as if in distress. Even more terrifying, these reinforced branches stirred up a windstorm around his core, turning the area into a forbidden zone for any unwelcome intruders. Only the nest at the top remained undisturbed.

Despite the agonizing pain, Jack did not forget about the nest of chicks above him. "So this is what it feels like to reinforce the roots?" he thought bitterly, enduring the torment.

Before long, a loud rumble echoed as the soil beneath Jack's willow tree cracked open, revealing a black root over ten meters long.

"My goodness..." Gazing at the root now under his control, writhing like a giant black serpent, Jack was left speechless. This must be the power of evolution points, allowing him to manipulate his roots with such ease.

Of course, this was just one of his branches, not the main root. His main root extended twenty to thirty meters deep into the rock layer beneath the earth, and that was the true lifeline for Jack. Just a moment ago, he had tried to pull the main root from the depths of the ground, but an indescribable agony had nearly knocked the breath out of him.

Pain—a searing, heart-wrenching pain. Emm... given this experience, he couldn't even think about running on the ground now; he had completely abandoned the idea of manipulating his main root. If he experienced that level of pain again, he might truly perish.

Even with extraordinary strength, he could not escape the fact that he was a tree. As a tree, his greatest weakness lay in his main root. Other roots and branches could be severed without causing him much concern. But the main root was different; it was Jack's throat, something that must never be lightly touched.

With that thought, Jack instinctively began to manipulate his other roots.

“ Boom, boom, boom...” The ground trembled as if an underground dragon was stirring. Meanwhile, unseen by others, Jack was maneuvering his eight auxiliary roots to tightly wrap around his main root. This was essential for survival!

Failing to protect it was not an option. As for the exposed long black root, Jack commanded it to delve deeper into the earth. If anything went wrong, this black root could become a formidable weapon. Just by its size, it was several times thicker than his branches, and the force it could exert was unimaginable.

At that moment, sensing something, Jack froze.

“Tsk, tsk, curiosity can be dangerous,” he thought, spotting a pair of fiery red eyes watching him intently from the dense thicket nearby. Without moving, Jack resolutely played dead, allowing his numerous willow branches to droop.