Looking into the distance, it is surrounded by mountains and jungles.

    In these mountains, there are countless flower elves, and the number is difficult to estimate.

    Jiading tribe is just a small branch of the ethnic group, which is quite insignificant.

    But even so, there are still thousands of flower elves living in this tribe. In terms of quantity, such a tribe is equivalent to the whole population of Houshan white arm monkeys.

    Come to a dense forest at the foot of the mountain and build exquisite Mini wooden houses on the branches of each tree.

    Occasionally, I can see the flower elves with hazy green awns shuttling back and forth between the trees.

    Even here, Qin Ming can also smell the fragrance of flowers. Several flower elves drag large leaves loaded with pollen through the air quickly, and scattered some.

    A large wooden platform is built on the thick branches connected by two big trees.

    On the wooden platform, there are several large wooden houses more than one meter high, surrounded by each other like a fortress.

    When Qin Ming and Sam wanted to get close to the wooden platform, they were soon stopped by several flower elves watching.

    "Lord Bagh asked me to bring new residents to register. I need to see Lord Linde," Sam said to the flower elves who stood in the way.

    The flower elves glanced at Qin Ming behind Sam, and then one of them said, "wait, I''ll inform you first."

    With that, it flew towards the big wooden house behind him.

    Qin Ming looked around and looked at the tribe.

    After registration, he will temporarily become a member of this tribe.

    "Little Sam, the amount of pollen is not enough recently. I heard that some aristocrats are angry and say that they want to expand the team of collecting pollen every day and everyone has to improve the task requirements. It''s too much."

    "Yes, I''m tired enough to collect pollen. Now I have to increase the task. The days in the future will be more and more difficult."

    "Alas, what can I do? Unless I give up here, I''ll kill that..." before the flower elf finished, the other flower elves, who were still sighing, were surprised and hurriedly blocked its mouth.

    "You''re crazy. If this goes to Lord Linde, you''ll be dead."

    "You can''t talk nonsense!"

    The flower elf also seemed to wake up suddenly, sweating on his forehead and nodding again and again, "OK, OK, don''t say, don''t say."

    It seems that he almost said the taboo words of treachery.

    "What are you talking about?" Sam looked puzzled, innocent and didn''t seem to realize anything.

    "Hehe, it''s all right. This guy just complains that it''s too hard to collect pollen every day." one of the flower elves smiled.

    Qin Ming heard some clues from these people''s words.

    They are afraid of something and have been squeezed.

    "What are they afraid of, so silent?" Qin Ming said secretly, suddenly thinking of task 3 released to him by the login, asking him to end the long rule of the ink meteorite tree.

    Is there a connection.

    He had wanted to ask questions, but now he saw the flustered appearance of these flower elves and felt that it was not suitable to ask now.

    Soon, the flower elf who informed flew back and said that he had received Lord Linde''s approval.

    With Qin Ming and Sam, they landed on the platform.

    The wooden house more than one meter high is still quite large for Qin Ming, comparable to a behemoth.

    Was led to the second floor of one of the wooden houses.

    At this time, an old elf was sitting on a bench and closed his eyes.

    The warm sun shone through the window on him.

    Flower elves like to bask in the sun. Plenty of sunshine can make them more energetic.

    The old elf is the current patriarch of the jading tribe and a purple aristocrat.

    "Patriarch, the new people have brought it." the flower elf whispered.

    "HMM." the clan elder Linde opened his eyes and looked at Sam and Qin Ming with purple black pupils.

    "Young man, it must be hard to wander outside. The outside world is full of crises. If you are not careful, you will die. Stay here and I can give you safety."

    "But correspondingly, what can you do for me?"

    Facing the old patriarch''s question, Qin Ming immediately replied, "I am willing to contribute everything to the peace of the tribe, my Lord."

    Who can''t argue? He''ll come with his mouth open.

    The old clan leader nodded with satisfaction. No matter whether Qin Ming was sincere or not, this sentence is enough.

    "Good, young man. What''s your name?"

    "Hua Ming, my Lord."

    "What a strange name, mondo. Take him to register. You will be my resident from now on." the old clan leader smiled and waved his hand, which recognized Qin Ming.

    "I''m honored, sir." Qin Ming said, and followed Mondo and Sam away.

    After registration, the guard named Mondo printed a pattern on Qin Ming''s chest, saying it was the badge of Jiading tribe.

    The people of each tribe will have this badge on their chest. This Mondo also has it on himself and Sam.

    But Bager didn''t.

    Yes, nobles don''t need to print such badges. Only blue and white elves need them. This is true for every tribe.

    This reminds Qin Ming of slaves, who will also be forced to leave the mark of master or Lord.

    Later, Qin Ming was also assigned to a relatively humble cabin, but to be honest, rudeness is also relative.

    Compared with those wooden houses built by white arm monkeys, the mini wooden houses built by these flower elves are still quite good, and their construction skills are not much worse than human beings.

    "Let''s go. I''ll take you to collect pollen. Just follow me on the first day." Sam didn''t forget his task. He also took Qin ming to get familiar with the working environment.

    Qin Ming nodded and went back to the sea of flowers.

    The sea of flowers is quite vast, stretching more than ten kilometers.

    There are several places between the whole mountains in a sea of flowers like this.

    It is the existence of these flower seas that enables the flower elves to survive here and grow to today''s scale.

    For decades, they have never thought of leaving here.

    This is their root, their past and their future.

    On the way, we can see transport teams flying back and forth towards the flower sea in all directions, in order to transport the pollen collected today to various tribes.

    "Here we are," said Sam, stopping in a small area in the center of the flower sea.

    Qin Ming really doesn''t know how Sam distinguishes the area where Huahai works.

    According to him, there is no difference between front and back, left and right. They are all full of flowers, and there are no other markers.

    "There should be more pollen here. Go down and have a look," said Sam, who flew down first.

    It''s true that the flower fragrance of this place belongs to a relatively strong area.