In front of the quiet lakeside cabin, aside from the rustling sound made by the tufts of fur on the Angora Rabbit beside me brushing together and the Servals’ “lick-lick-lick” grooming sounds, from time to time I could also hear the distant sound of the breeze moving through the leaves and the lakeside willow branches stirring the water.
These sounds from nature made me, standing amid them, feel especially at ease, just like when I was little, on a noisy rainy night, hugging a pillow alone and hiding under the blanket while listening to the rain.
“Sorry… Is anyone home?”
In the forest, having understood the words on the small wooden sign, I carefully took a few steps toward the little cabin before me, placed my right foot on the open ground in front of the cabin, and said toward the inside in what I considered a very polite tone, “Excuse me?”
At this moment, the language I was using was not any language on Earth.
The pronunciation of this language was very unique, requiring very few syllables to speak, yet despite having never learned it, I could perfectly understand it and treat it as my “mother tongue” the very first time I spoke.
Elven Language.
In that instant, I recalled the voice from my dream not long ago.
At this moment, the language that voice and I were using seemed to be the same.
The vocabulary arrangement of this language was very “idealistic”; even the same word could have many different interpretations in different circumstances.
Compared with directly understanding the sentence structure itself, this language placed more emphasis on the atmosphere of the “scene” and “emotion.”
There were no strongly confrontational words or sentences in its entire lexicon, so when speaking it, the language gave people a noble and elegant sense of being “refined and gentle.”
‘Was it she who brought me here?’
With such a question in mind, I stepped forward and stood at the doorway of the cabin.
The cabin’s door was not locked; there was only a very simple latch.
It felt like I only needed to lift the latch beside the wooden door in front of me, and I could directly push the door open and walk in.
I looked around at the scenery surrounding the cabin.
This was a woodland cabin about 500 meters from the forest exit.
Behind me, a crude forest path led straight out to the great grassland beyond, and after going out, it was the place where I had just hatched and “been born.”
The woodland cabin was built beside a clean lake.
The bottom of the house was supported by four dark brown wooden posts, about 30 centimeters above the ground.
The two posts at the back of the cabin were soaked in the lake water, and I could vaguely see many small fish and shrimp swimming around beneath the surface.
The light around the cabin was much dimmer than the great grassland outside, giving off something of a “dark forest” feel from fantasy films and shows.
At this moment, almost everything around me was giant trees over 10 meters tall, blocking most of the sunlight.
Of course, these trees might also be 30 meters or even 50 meters tall.
After all, right now I was just a little girl, and without knowing my own height, it was hard to judge the exact height of the surrounding plants.
I only knew that as I woke from the eggshell, everything around me had become so big: a rabbit that could reach my thighs when standing, a Serval that was almost up to my chest even counting its tail, and these giant trees and bushes around me, making me look like a dwarf in the forest.
Although… I did not dislike this feeling.
Moreover, I did not know whether this place was special, but I noticed that whether it was the “willow tree” by the lake, these “giant trees” wrapping the entire sky, or the bushes nearby tangled with vines, all these plants were more or less covered with fruits of different shapes and colors.
For example, the large tree above my head, whose trunk diameter exceeded 3 meters, bore many bright red fruits the size of apples.
The ground near the cabin, covered with fallen leaves, also had many of these red fruits scattered across it, while the “willow tree” by the lake, whose branches hung into the lake surface, was covered with green “coconuts.”
These coconuts looked especially heavy; any one of them could bend the entire branch of the “willow tree.”
In addition, the vines wrapped around the bushes bore whole clusters of purple wild fruits that seemed like grapes.
In some relatively bright wetlands hung many red strawberries like raspberries.
Even on the small island protruding from the center of the lake behind the cabin grew a “banana tree,” and the tree was full of bananas that looked completely ripe.
How strange.
Standing in front of the cabin, I felt the question marks in my head were about to overflow.
If this were the outskirts of Earth, with no one managing it, under the influence of a whole bunch of uncertain factors like disease, pests, soil nutrients, and rainfall, even the healthiest fruit tree would find it hard to bear such dense fruit.
Yet this world gave me the feeling that “the land is so fertile that it would not matter if plant density were ten times greater.”
Also, many fruits had fallen to the ground and no small animals were eating them.
Were they poisonous, or did they just not taste good?
Despite being full of doubts, at this moment, with my body completely bare, I still decided to first take a look inside the cabin before me and then inspect the surrounding environment.
“Click.“
As my small hand lifted the latch on the left side of the wooden door and gently pulled, the wooden door in front of me opened with a “creak.“
“Cough, cough, cough…”
After the dust dispersed a little, I poked my head into the little cabin.
As I had seen from outside earlier, the space inside this little cabin was not large; it felt about the same as the secondary bedroom of a 70 or 80 square meter apartment in an ordinary residential building on Earth.
Inside the cabin were a small bed, a small chair, and a small table.
In the corner was also a very classic-looking “treasure chest.”
A gray-brown treasure chest.
To describe it in simpler terms… it was a “common chest” from a game.
It was wooden, and based on this design, maybe I could even come up with “medium chest,” “high-grade chest,” and “ornate chest.”
The room had three windows in total.
One faced the door, another was opened at the back, and the middle of the window had no glass, allowing a view of the clean, clear lake opposite.
The last window faced east, and on the windowsill sat a small flowerpot.
In the pot grew a plant whose name I could not tell, blooming with pale yellow flowers.
In addition, above the “treasure chest” in the corner, I found a rectangular board like a “bulletin board,” on which many different words had been crookedly carved—
[ A very cute little house, and the surrounding environment is especially great! —Isilian Teresia, in February of Lan Calendar 2010. ]
[ Wuuu… I finally found a waystation. I thought I was going to die—left by Ellen Resia, who was chased by a Monster for a day and a night and nearly died of exhaustion. ]
[ About 800 meters to the southeast, there is a wild vineyard. It is full of amethyst grapes. I brought back about 5000 grams and made them into raisins, and put them in the chest. It is now July 2011 of the Lan Calendar. Raisins generally do not have any problems within 5 years. If you are really hungry, you can eat some first. Oh right, I also made a bottle of wine and put it in the chest too. Wine should be drinkable within 50 years—left by a wine lover. ]
[ I ate half a bag of the raisins in the chest! (๑＞ڡ<)☆ Delicious ]
[ I left a sailor uniform in the chest, a short-sleeved top and plaid skirt design, paired with white silk thigh-high stockings and uniform shoes. For the shoes, I had the Life Sprite add some of the Mercury Stone’s magic, allowing “water walking” for a short time. It fits companions around 130cm to 140cm tall with feet about 20 centimeters long. Considering the object engraved with magic patterns is the entire outfit, when wearing it, please be sure to confirm the six-piece set: top, tie, skirt, socks, and shoes. I hope it can help everyone—Irena Flan, fashion designer of Snow White City, May 31, 2012 ]
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[Erlinni Isha’s Notes]——
Although Lumina has large cities such as Snow White City and Purple Nether City, there are no factories in the strict sense within the cities.
Aside from food, most of everyone’s daily supplies are made by the “Life Sprites” on the estates through magic, and a small portion is obtained from random drops after defeating Monsters or Magical Creatures at night.
After a child of Lumina passes their 11th birthday, they can obtain a “seed” from the “World Tree.”
Plant the seed anywhere in Lumina, and before long a “Spirit Tree” will grow.
From then on, with this Spirit Tree as the center, a certain surrounding area becomes your “estate territory.”
The sprite that appears together with the Spirit Tree is called a Guardian Sprite.
The Guardian Sprite is the first sprite every child of Lumina meets in their life.
Sprites are pure elemental creatures and will not be injured.
If crops are planted within the “estate” territory and reach a certain number, the Spirit Tree will birth a second sprite, the “Wheat Sprite.”
Or, if the young estate owner prefers flowers and, when hungry, eats a few nearby wild fruits, and begins planting flowers without having planted many crops, and soon has her own small garden, then her second sprite is very likely to be a “Garden Sprite.”
Similarly, if many fruit trees are planted on the estate, an “Orchard Sprite” will appear.
When the estate owner has their own large mine and collects enough minerals, a “Cave Sprite” will be born.
When the estate owner usually makes enough clothing and daily tools by hand, a “Life Sprite” will be born…
The memories of an estate sprite are basically the same as the estate owner’s, and it can be regarded as a kind of avatar of the estate owner.
The appearance and personality of each kind of sprite differ slightly.
For example, Guardian Sprites generally have green hair and wings, and their personality is similar to the estate owner’s.
Wheat Sprites generally have pale yellow hair and wings, and are relatively lively and diligent…
PS: If the estate owner is a “Star of Descent,” her estate sprite will also understand concepts such as “Earth” and “internet.”