Who Would Accept This Mission?

"My friend! Can you feel my anxiety?"

The great druid's question surprised Baiyi, and the expression on the soul armature's face turned to one of confusion.

'I'm not even your homie, man. How am I supposed to detect a sudden increase in your anxiety? Besides, aren't you a goddamned tree? How can trees be anxious? Even if Ultimate Infestation begins to disassemble the environment, you would still be alright, you know?"

As though sensing Baiyi's confusion, Grandfather Tree said, "Sense it. Use the Gnosis that you were taught to try and sense it…"

Baiyi was speechless. The vigor he originally had to engage the great druid in a private conversation had now disappeared. What he had heard so far made him think that he and Grandfather Tree operated on different levels of cognitive reasoning.