Upon the island,
when~
A crisp clashing sound rang by Lis's ears, rousing him from his somewhat dazed state.
Looking at the vines that had suddenly burst from a nearby tree, Lis furrowed his brows.
What's going on?
Why did my mind suddenly drift off, and why did I end up picking a banana?
Looking at the banana in his hand, and the dark green vines still writhing in front of him, trying to penetrate his shield.
Lis suddenly realized something—that the fruit-bearing trees on this island weren't like the usual ones, each coming from different trees.
For instance, bananas and mangoes should come from different types of trees, but in this forest, there was only a single type of tree as far as the eye could see.
It was a tree that stood three meters tall, its trunk a light blue slightly fading to white, with branches and leaves forming an umbrella-like canopy of emerald green.