Late autumn.
Xianglan Mountain.
Ink Orchid was tending to its orchid grass in the mountain forest when it suddenly looked up, sensed slightly, kicked off and soared, flipping over the mountain ridges, heading south through the sky.
"Dragon Cypress! How's it going?"
"Everything is according to plan. The third escape tunnel has already been dug out; once the winter white rice hardens it will be fully open. The ant colony has taken initial shape as well. Black Birch is leading a team to reclaim the land, opening up several nursery plots to cultivate a batch of Rain Tree No.1 saplings first."
"Then... Silver Cypress, Black Birch, and Tie Bush will live over there? They're not coming back?"
"There's a lot to do on Swinging Leaf Island, so they won't return for a while."
"And you..."
"Did the spring exchange with the Flame Spider Roving Merchant go smoothly?"
Ink Orchid, full of confidence, "With me around, it can't go wrong!"
Dragon Cypress: "..."
