The druid has a spell to turn trees into tree people, but the tree people created in this way have no gender. Only trees such as ginkgo, coptis and wild persimmon trees can have some gender characteristics slightly on the flowers because they are naturally divided into male and female. However, as a race, Arda's tree people do have obvious differences between tree people and tree wives.

Shuhu and his friends took care of the tall trees, and the wife was shorter and preferred to take care of flowers, plants and shrubs. Among all Maiya, only Yafanna, Aoli and Meilong knew the secret of the tree man race, and now only Zhao Mai can help Chuhuhu recreate his wife.

Few races can see the process of creating their own clan, but there is no doubt that watching such a process can deepen their understanding of themselves. With the help of the insect heart beating, Zhao Mai slowly used his magic power, constantly extracting power from the earth, water flow, grass and shrubs, and combined with the use of natural force and spiritual power to repeat the creation process in memory. After three days of hard work, twenty tree wives with different appearances stretched their waists, as if they had just woken up from their sleep, and appeared in front of everyone.

The tree people sing loudly, full of affection and nostalgia. The tree wives who just woke up only have the most basic knowledge and language skills, but they can feel and understand the feelings of the tree people. Perhaps they are still far from falling in love and survival, but the step of knowing each other has been completed. The tree wives will stay and take root in the Fangong Forest.

"There is still a long process from creatures to ethnic groups. But this time, don't let the tree wife disappear again. I suspect that the woodlands in this world are too scarce and the isolation between each other makes it impossible to communicate." Zhao Mai said to Shu Hu: "Since we are facing war, I suggest you leave seeds."

"But our communication with Shu Wife has not been completed yet, it's still early, it's still early."

"There is only love for nature in your previous poems. I suggest you skip the middle steps and directly talk about the problems you will face and seek understanding. We don't have a few years to spend, and the Fargon forest is still constantly hurting and withering. In special times, we must deal with it with special methods."

Shuhu thought about it, then nodded: "Melon, we obey your wisdom and teachings and will act according to our words. We have ordered Hun to gather and move towards the south. Where do you think we should arrange them?"

"What is Hun?" asked Grofindale, "Sorry, maybe you should ask who Hun is?"

"It doesn't matter, blonde elves." Shu Hu said: "Huen is our name. They are big trees full of anger, and some wild tree people with strange and wild personalities and extremely dangerous. Without our constraints, they will attack all creatures that trespass their territory. They are not fast and not as powerful as us, but they are extremely fierce. We can catch up with orcs, and they move very slowly and cannot do it, so I asked where to arrange them."

Grofindale looked at Zhao Mai, and Zhao Mai said, "You participated in more battles than me, just make a decision in this regard."

Lord Jinhua nodded and took on this burden. In Zhao Mai's eyes, the light power on Grofindell's body was shining brightly. Only by using this power well, such as letting him lead the battle, can greatly increase the chance of victory in the battle. He only has the "faith" of the Z-worm, and other world wills were "drawn" by him, so he was not suitable to be this commander. Besides, as a commander, it is difficult to go out to fight.

"Hun went south and went to Rohan Pass to block Aisinger, while preventing the orc army returning from the West." Grovindale asked about Huun's number and specific movement speed, and then casually drew an approximate map of Aisinger on the ground, and calculated it and said: "Saruman's old nest, Osankta, is surrounded by mountains on all sides, so its main direction of defense must be the south, and now his eyes are also focused on that direction. I think that if we can attack from the north by surprise, we will definitely achieve miraculous results."

"Although going up the mountain is not the sport we like, it will be very comfortable when going down the mountain. We agree with this plan." Shuhu stomped the ground hard, then let the two treemen leave, and led Hu'en's army to move with this instruction. "Give us three days, and all the treemen can set off. What do you think?"

"Yes. And I also need to ask Myron to find a way to climb over the mountains, and avoid Saruman's alert."

"I'll be responsible for this." Zhao Mai nodded.

In fact, Zhao Mai is responsible for more than this. Since he has recognized Meilong's identity, he no longer retains his abilities. He pinched soil into steel and made wood into armor, which is no longer difficult for him. The weapons made by directly shaping with material transformation and psychic supernatural powers are far less exquisite than the products that the elves have been tempered, but they are enough to use as arrows. He also tailored flame-retardant armor for the tree man. The tree man does not like metal things, especially for axes and saws, so Zhao Mai uses the organic shell of the ghost spacecraft as the raw material.

"It feels a bit strange when worn like a beetle." Shuhu tapped the armor with his hands, listening to the dull sound, and then said: "There is only vibration, not much impact, just like particularly thick moss. However, after the battle, we still have to take them off, which makes us feel a little uncomfortable."

"That's your freedom." Zhao Mai thought of something and said, "Shuhu, are you interested in cooperating with my environmental defender, that is, the gardener Long?"

Shuhu looked at the gardener Long with blue eyes blinking, and then said, "The breath on her body is very strange. It seems to come from ancient times, but it seems to have just appeared recently. What kind of abilities does this little guy have? Why is he called an environmental maintainer?"

Zhao Mai winked at Xiaohua, so she took Xirang to explain to the tree people. Grofindale also pricked up his ears and listened. When he heard that Xirang could replace the soil and provide better nutrients for all living things, he couldn't help but say, "Then aren't you going to replace the earth? Will the God of Earth Aoli be willing?"

"Definitely not. But I just replaced the layer that was originally used to nourish the spirits. As for the ores and gems, I am not very interested at the moment. You also know that I can directly convert various metals and gems."

"Aren't you Aoli's apprentice?"

"Yes, you're right. But we have different opinions on some things, and the relationship was very bad later. It can even be said that there is not much friendship anymore. I thank him for the knowledge he taught me, but I don't like his way of doing things." Zhao Mai said: "I just improved the soil and allowed the flowers, plants and trees created by the plant goddess Yafanna to grow more vigorously. Is there anything wrong with this?"
Chapter completed!