Blue Maple and White Cherry arrived somewhere they were very unfamiliar with.

Towering trees with thick canopies stretched into the skies everywhere, and their trunks were so thick that not even several people linking arms could wrap around them. The trees’ leaves and branches were so dense that sunlight couldn’t shine onto the bottom of the trees. However, the area beneath the shade was lit and blurry fluorescent light shone upon everything beneath the canopies.

“Where are we, Maple?” White Cherry surveyed her surroundings as she asked confusedly.

She was admiring the magnificent beauty of her surroundings at the same time. This place seemed like it couldn’t possibly exist on Earth in real life.

“This place belongs to an elven tribe. Their Ancient Tree of Life has withered, and these are seedlings germinated from the Ancient Tree of Life’s seeds. These trees have formed a miniature Elven Forest.” Blue Maple explained plainly like he had a deep understanding of this.

“Ah, I see. How do you know all this, Maple?” White Cherry was confused. She didn’t expect Blue Maple to be someone who knew a lot about things like these...