Lords Survival: I Summoned A World Tree First But Why Is It Different! Chapter 7: Chapter 7: Use Absorb

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Silence returned to the empty plain. The wind blew softly, kicking up small clouds of dust that swirled around the motionless bodies. Luis and the World Tree remained perfectly still behind the tree trunk for a long time. They didn't move. They didn't speak. They didn't even breathe too loudly. They waited. They watched. They made absolutely sure that the mother Boar and her children were truly gone and that no other monsters were coming to take their place. Minutes ticked by. The sun finally set completely, painting the sky in deep shades of purple and grey. Darkness began to creep over the land, but Luis could still see clearly thanks to his sharpened senses and the faint remaining light. Finally, Luis let out a massive breath he had been holding for what felt like hours. He slumped back against the rough bark of the tree, wiping sweat from his forehead and his entire body. He was soaked through with nervous perspiration. "That, that was terrifying!" Luis muttered, his heart still pounding hard against his ribs. "I thought I understood how dangerous this world is. But seeing how they fight, how they trick, how they protect their families. It's like watching two warlords fight a war." He looked down at his companion. The World Tree sapling was leaning against his leg, its leaves trembling violently, its branches shaking non-stop. It had been scared out of its wits the entire time, terrified that they would be discovered and stepped on. "Hey partner," Luis said softly, patting the little trunk. "It's okay now. They are gone. We are safe. For now." The sapling rustled its leaves weakly, looking up at him. Safe? You call that safe? We were hiding from giants the whole time! If they looked just a tiny bit closer, we would be history! Luis stood up slowly, his legs feeling stiff and wobbly from crouching for so long. He peered out one more time into the clearing. There, lying right in the middle of the open ground, surrounded by drying blood and trampled earth, was the Rampage Bull. It hadn't moved an inch since the Boar left. It was still breathing, barely. Its massive chest rose and fell in very slow, shallow movements. Its eyes were closed shut. It was alive, technically, but it was completely helpless. It was bleeding from dozens of wounds. It had exhausted every drop of energy. It wouldn't last much longer. Maybe an hour. Maybe less. It was just waiting for life to slip away. And it was all alone. The enemy was gone. The threat was gone. The witnesses were gone. Luis stared at the massive red body lying there. Then he looked around the empty surroundings once more to confirm there was absolutely no one else around. A wide, wild grin slowly stretched across his face. The fear, the shock, and the exhaustion were instantly replaced by overwhelming excitement and greed. "Do you realize what this means?" Luis asked the sapling, his voice rising with enthusiasm. "The Boar left because she had children to protect and she was hurt. She couldn't take the risk of staying. But she left everything behind!" He pointed directly at the dying beast. "That is a Level 22 monster! A full-grown adult Rampage Bull! Normally, something like this would crush us into paste without even trying. We wouldn't even be able to scratch its skin! But right now, it is completely helpless! It is lying there waiting to die! And it is ours!" He rubbed his hands together eagerly, his eyes shining brightly in the growing darkness. "Remember earlier? We were celebrating finding three sad little turnips? We thought that was a great haul? Look at that! That one beast has more meat, more resources, and more value than ten thousand turnips combined! This is wealth! This is treasure! This is the jackpot we were hoping for!" Luis stepped out from behind the tree trunk, no longer hiding, no longer afraid. He walked boldly out into the open clearing, heading straight toward the massive body. The World Tree hesitated for