I, the screenwriter, have experienced a resurgence of inspiration.

"No, I don't know them, but I have my own name!"

The tree stump happily stood up, its leaves all standing upright, and it opened its mouth somewhat hesitantly:

"I have a name, it's 'xiangluan'."

This is what someone called me a long time ago, but I don't know the characters and don't know how to write it.

"I should know which two words they are."

Song Mo thought for a moment, then found a piece of paper and wrote the two characters "Xiang Luan" on it:

"The elegant name for pomelo is 'Xiangluan,' which should be your name."

She then handed the paper to the tree stump, who stared intently at the two characters, "Song Mo," and examined them carefully:

"You're so kind. You're willing to give me a place to stay and even write my name on your name."

"I was injured in the dungeon before and couldn't taste anything, but today I can taste the flavor of your fruit."

To tell the truth at the end of the Song Dynasty:

"So you bear fruit, and I'll provide you with a place to stay. We're in a cooperative relationship, so there's no need to be too overly concerned."

The tree stump couldn't understand the meaning of the idiom, so it scratched its head and paced around in circles.

"Then, where do you think would be a suitable place to settle down?"

"I'll take you there! Hurry up and grow branches and leaves to bear pomelos!"

Ayan rolled up her sleeves, her hair sticking out like snakes, wrapped the tree stump around her waist, and dragged it into the yard.

At the end of the Song Dynasty, he stood by the window and watched A-Yan jumping around in the courtyard.

After pressing the tree stump into the artificial hill, she complained that the soil there was damp, so she dragged it to the corner of the wall, but then complained that it was too close to the fish pond and would scare the "fish" she was raising.

After searching high and low, they finally settled on the area outside the rose wall.

Ayan threw the tree stump into the pit, and the stump sat down with a "thud"—then it shook its branches and waved its thanks in the direction of Song Mo.

Ah Yan clapped her hands beside her, looking as proud as if she had just finished planting a giant radish.

"What kind of fertilizer do you want? I'll buy it for you. From now on, I'll water you and remove the pests every day. Your job is to grow delicious pomelos as soon as possible, understand?"

The jasmine tree swayed its branches obediently.

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Looking at the ghost and the tree living in harmony, Song Mo finally turned his gaze to the pomelo placed on the coffee table.

I had seen Xiangluan before the end of the Song Dynasty.

Speaking of which, she has a special connection with this tree stump—Xiang Luan was also taking the exam when she was taking the City God exam.

However, judging from the other person's expression, they have probably already forgotten about it.

Being able to participate in the City God's examination means that the other party is indeed a "good tree," just as it says.

Furthermore, the villa is shrouded in mist exhaled by the Xie Zhi (a mythical beast), and the garden is large, so even if a tree demon were added to the garden, it wouldn't affect her quality of life.

At the end of the Song Dynasty, the pomelo was gradually disassembled.

She carefully examined the peel, pith, and pulp one by one, but found nothing different.

It's just the most common pomelo, the kind you can find everywhere in supermarkets.

Suddenly, Song Mo stopped moving.

Hidden inside the pomelo pulp are some shriveled, undeveloped seeds.

Their shapes are very strange, like little people curled up, some hugging their knees, some looking up, and some seemingly asleep.

Song Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately looked at each one:

These seeds are just ordinary seeds; they don't breathe, they don't have a heartbeat, and they don't exhibit any signs of life.

Could it be a coincidence?

Or was it just a coincidence that the seed grew into a human shape?

So what are the chances that a tree that lived for a hundred years without dying, then became a spirit and a tree demon, would be able to taste the fruit it bore?

Song Dynasty (late Song Dynasty) stroked his chin:

Human-shaped fruits are recorded in various myths. For example, in "Journey to the West", the ginseng fruit planted by Zhen Yuanzi in Wuzhuang Temple is shaped like a child.

It is said that this tree blossoms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, and matures once every three thousand years.

Even when mature, it produces only thirty fruits that resemble infants, which fall when exposed to metal and become ineffective when exposed to the five elements.

Just smelling the fruit can add 360 years to your life, and eating it will directly extend your life by 47,000 years.

For example, in Western fantasy, elves are born from the "elf tree".

Some sources suggest that elves may be genderless beings, unable to conceive naturally, and that they obtain offspring through the Elf Tree.

Humans are born from trees.

This sounds a bit unbelievable.

"The pulp of the pomelo is a segment that protects the seeds. Could the problem lie not in the fruit, but in the seeds?"

At the end of the Song Dynasty, he still didn't eat those tiny, man-like seeds, but instead wrapped them up in a handkerchief.

Once your thoughts start to wander, it's hard to bring them back.

Countless creative inspirations about "life" swirled in Song Mo's mind. She gently waved her hand, and familiar ink-wash characters reappeared:

[University Ghost Stories: Currently running, available content slots: 25]

[Grandma Huang's Birthday: Currently running, available ad slots: 22]

[The Great Britain Death Subway: Currently in operation, 15 slots available for content placement]

[Offering Meal: Currently in operation, available resource slots: 50]

[Kill the River God: In progress, available content slots: 55]

【Mermaid's Curse: On cooldown, available material slots: 100】

[Snake's Lament: On cooldown, available material slots: 56]

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Song Mo's gaze slid down the list of instances, finally landing on the several newly created instances:

[Moon Palace: In cooldown. Your scriptwriting level is too low to upload materials. Please upgrade your creation permissions.]

[Merlin Legend: On cooldown, available material slots: 5.]

[Temple Priestess of Poseidon: On cooldown, available material slots: 2]

[Cornunos's Garden: Cooling down, available resource slots: 10]

【The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons of the Warring States Period: Currently running, available content slots: 15】

[Fairy Tale Apocalypse: Currently running, available ad slots: 50.]

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"So, for naturally formed copies of the world, I can't directly modify the settings, nor can I add or delete operating rules, but I can fill them with materials?"

Song Mo's thoughts have wandered, jumping from the pomelo tree to a new realm—

The Chinese side has realized that there is an "existence" that is consciously pushing for the arrival of the instance.

Currently, China has already seen the emergence of City Gods, Land Gods, Underworld Officials, and underworld officials, and its mythological system is gradually being built. Correspondingly, foreign mythological systems should also be emerging.

She can't modify these dungeons related to gods, but she can use materials to "contaminate" them.

Soon, after a brief moment of thought, Song Mo began to take out the materials and distribute them.

[Dwarfs Exist x2] Enter the Merlin Legend instance.

[Mermaid Eggs] are dropped into the "Temple of the Sea God" and "Fairy Tale Apocalypse" dungeons.

The Elf Twins have been added to the Garden of Kornunos dungeon.

The three fox spirits, Xin Shisi Niang, Ying Ning, and Yu Zao Qian, have been added to the "Warring States Period Hyakki Yagyō" instance.

Each time she inputs a piece of writing material, the words flicker, as if they were alive and breathing:

[Consuming 35000 Scriptwriting Points.]

[Current remaining scriptwriting points: 21300.]

[The materials have been successfully delivered, and the relevant instance has been matched with players. Click to view details.]

[Do you want to view? (Note: The scriptwriters have insufficient control over the story and cannot make modifications or deletions.)]

After thinking for a while, Song Mo randomly picked "Merlin Legend" to start reading.

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