A breeze blew, and the leaves swayed gently, making a rustling sound.
The magical herbs all over the mountain swayed in the wind, making beautiful sounds, as if someone was blowing a huge bamboo flute.
In the headquarters cave where there should have been no wind, the huge hibiscus tree was swaying in the breeze.
Under the tree, Chen Sheng half-knelt and stretched out his fingertips, still maintaining the action of touching the palm-sized [Yggdrasil - Minimal Version].
The next moment, the motionless Chen Sheng withdrew his fingers and raised his head.
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