The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Many plant transformation masters don't rest at night, and Moran's first destination today is the treehouse at the east end of the village.

The aging Transformation Master Frost always spends this time in the attic with the moss.

When Moran, carrying a bottle of Moonlight Dew, pecked at the small window of Professor Frost's attic, a complaining voice echoed from inside: "Which blind little brat is out in the middle of the night—oh, it's you."

As the door opened, the old man with a full beard of vines saw the bottle of moonlight dew and his tone immediately softened. "Come in, I'm currently observing a pot of magical moss from the exploration zone."

Two hours later, Moran flew away from Frost's treehouse, not only improving his moss transformation skills, but also carrying a sac of green mist moss spores in his claws.

The Book of Cards now has another type of card-making material.

She rushed to her next destination, Liz, the vine transformation master who lived at the top of the giant tree.

This eccentric dreamer only accepts visits at moonset, and the secret to getting her to open the door is a wood element gem.

"You're two minutes late." Liss, transformed into vines, opened the door and snatched the wood elemental gem she had handed over. "But considering this gem is of decent quality..."

Over the next period of time, Moran learned how to make the vines quickly form natural growth marks when they were deformed, a technique that would be taught at the end of the vine deformation course.

The last person to visit before dawn was Bobo, the algae transformation master by the pool.

Bobo was dozing in the pool when Moran transformed into a green algae and came to his side. As soon as the water stirred, he woke up.

"You're here!" Bobo, still half asleep, demonstrated how to simulate the division and proliferation of algae.

As the first rays of dawn pierced through the tree canopy, Moran had already mastered a technique that was quite difficult to master in algal metamorphosis.

"Mentor Bobo, I've left your breakfast on the shore. I'm off now!"

Bobo is not a very active person, but he loves good food. If you bring him breakfast, he will guide you for several hours.

Such "extracurricular tutoring" takes place almost every night.

When I returned to the Tree Heart Hotel, the birdsong outside the window had gradually intensified, and the pinkish-purple morning mist began to spread across the sky.

As soon as Moran sat down at her desk, a familiar pulling sensation suddenly struck, signaling the end of her dream world. The next second, she opened her eyes and was back on her bed in the real world.

I thought it would take the Dreamweaver Federation at least three to five days to prepare those supplies, since the items on the list came from different floating islands and transferring goods would require a lot of procedures.

However, just as she entered the dream world that night and flew out of the window as a sparrow, a brightly colored red squirrel suddenly poked its head out from among the branches.

"Senior Moran!" The squirrel waved its paws at her, a Federation badge pinned to its chest. "The goods have arrived at your warehouse. Captain Downs asked me to inform you. When would be a convenient time for you to inspect the goods and proceed with the next step of the transaction?"

The federal government is being more efficient than expected.

Moran flapped her wings to steady herself and quickly considered today's itinerary: "Midnight, then."

Her daytime schedule was so full that she couldn't find the time to work on the deal with them, so she could only do it in the evenings.

"Understood! I will pass it on to the captain!" The red-haired squirrel nodded respectfully.

At midnight, Moran transformed into the form of a Night Cat and walked from the Transformation Classroom toward the warehouse. Passing through the last thicket of bushes, the treehouse complex of the Greenwood Village warehouse came into view.

The door to the warehouse she rented, number 38, was ajar, with two Federation adventurers in standard leather armor guarding the entrance.

Towns paced on the circular platform outside the warehouse. In the moonlight, fine beads of sweat could be clearly seen on his forehead, indicating that this allocation of supplies had kept him extremely busy.

Moran deliberately stepped on a tree branch and snapped it. The crisp "crack" sound was particularly clear in the quiet night.

The two guards immediately went on alert, gripping their weapons tightly.

Towns looked sharply in the direction of the sound, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the familiar Night Cat.

"You've finally arrived." He hurried to greet him. "The Federation liaison points in the new beginner's area are all busy preparing what you need."

Moran gracefully leaped onto the platform railing, its tail swaying gently: "Is everything ready?"

Towns nodded and gestured for him to proceed: "They're all in there. Organize them according to your list."

He hesitated for a moment, "However... before the handover, I must remind you that if your information is not as universally applicable as you claim, even if this warehouse belongs to you, our guards will not allow you to take the things inside."

Moran's whiskers trembled slightly: "Of course!"

She lightly jumped off the railing and walked with cat-like steps toward the half-open warehouse door.

The two guards exchanged a glance and silently made way. As the heavy wooden door was pushed open completely, the scene inside the warehouse came into view.

The shelves were neatly arranged, with household registration guarantee letters, ethnic change ceremony materials, job invitation letters and skill books all categorized by floating island villages and towns.

Moran walked around the warehouse, and after confirming that everything he needed was there, he nodded in satisfaction and gestured for Towns to come over:
"My way of gaining skill points is to digest and learn the knowledge in skill books. As long as I can go beyond the skill book and fully master the knowledge and skills within it, I can get a skill point as a reward."

As she spoke, she opened her adventurer panel and showed him a screenshot of the information she had taken when she received skill point rewards.

[You have fully mastered the "General Skill - Dream Language". Reward: Skill Points x1, Experience Points x500, Dream Coins x1]

[Completely mastered the "Profession Skill - Weeping Orchid Transformation", reward: Skill Points x1, Experience Points x500, Dream Coins x1]

[Completely mastered the "Profession Skill - Night Cat Transformation", reward: Skill Points x1, Experience Points x500, Dream Coins x1]

Moran only showed three pictures, but they were enough to support her claim.

Downs' eyes widened: "So that's how it is! But the Federation has sent people to learn the knowledge in the skill books, so why didn't they get skill points as a reward?"

“It’s not enough to just learn; you have to learn it to a level that is equivalent to the ability in the skill book to be considered ‘fully mastered’.”

Moran said, "So? Is this method suitable for everyone, as long as you're willing to spend the time and effort to learn it?"

Towns had to admit that the method was indeed highly universal, but he wasn't entirely satisfied with it:

"Everyone's used to using skill books, but how many people are actually willing to spend the time learning the knowledge within them? In reality, very few people truly master a skill, let alone 'completely learn' one in a dream world. Even if this method works for everyone, very few people will actually benefit from it." (End of Chapter)