Chapter 2370 Spirit World Floating Island

"It seems that this floating island is the hunting ground chosen by the Syir people."

Joan picked up the navigation compass to compare the terrain, a look of confusion appeared in his eyes, he turned and asked Nightingale:

"There are only large forests on the floating island, and you can't see the funnel-shaped clouds you mentioned before. Are you sure there is a nest of phase spiders on the island?"

"I'm sure...hehe...there are no phase spiders on the island." Nightingale replied with a smile.

"That means we made a trip for nothing." Joan was a little annoyed.

"Don't be angry! Anyway, we are not in a hurry, there is nothing wrong with wandering around, just treat it as a leisure trip." Nightingale persuaded with a smile.

"Forget it, I am also responsible for this, and I can't blame you for being unreliable." Qiao An sighed, and turned her gaze to the floating island again, "It's all here, why don't we... let's go to the island for a stroll?"

"Okay! I have a hunch that there must be something extraordinary on the island, otherwise the Syr people would not have mobilized their troops and came all the way to hunt." Nightingale said excitedly.

"I really can't do anything about you, so let's delay here for a while. If there's nothing unusual, we'll leave right away, and mind your own business."

After exhorting the talkative lady, Joan flew to the floating island first to catch up with the hunting team of the Syr people who had gone far.

"Damn little mage! Obviously you are curious and meddling in your own business! You want to pin the blame on me, you are such an awkward kid with a different heart!"

Nightingale followed closely behind Joan, chattering resentfully.

Joan turned a deaf ear to her complaints, stared at the floating island, and soon noticed a surprisingly thick and tall plant growing in the center of the island, which looked like a sunflower magnified a million times, and each branch was growing at the top. On the huge flower plate like a round table, swarms of bees are working hard to gather honey around the flower plate.

When Joan saw the lush vegetation on the floating island just now, he had a question—who will pollinate these plants?

At this moment, seeing the swarm of bees busy collecting honey around the flowers, my doubts dissipated.

It turns out that the spirit world also has bee-like insects that specialize in pollinating flowers, but it is not known whether they are native species of the spirit world, or migrated from other worlds.

The humming sound from the fluttering of the bee swarm was surprisingly loud, and it was heard clearly in Joan's ears. The pair of thin and soft membranous wings on his back couldn't help itching for a while, and he felt an inexplicable urge to fly into the bee swarm and join the ranks of honey harvesters.

Joan shook the bee wings, restrained the urge to blend into the bee swarm, and under the cover of "invisibility", flew close to the huge spiritual world plant... Well, let's call it "Spirit Sunflower" for now.

After approaching, Joan felt more and more how huge this thousand-foot-high plant was. Even the bees in the spirit world who were busy collecting honey were much larger than the bees in the material world, and they were a foot long from head to tail.

Following the trajectory of the bee colony, Joan soon discovered that the huge beehive hanging on the branch of the spirit sunflower was not much different from the beehive in the material world except that it was extremely large. It was also constructed of saliva mixed with wood pulp.

But in terms of shape, this huge hive is more like a wasp's nest than a bee's nest.

Joan turned her head to observe the swarm of honey-gathering bees, and found that their physical features were more like enlarged versions of wasps. This is a strange thing, after all, most of the wasps in the material world are not good at collecting pollen and making honey.

"Yoho~ So there is a phase hive here!"

Nightingale flew to Joan's side, and let out a narrow laugh telepathically.

"Little mage, if you are not afraid of being stung by the 'Phase Hornet' and get swollen, you might as well cast a spell to pick off the hive and eat honey."

"You think I'm a stupid bear, believe your nonsense!" Joan gave Nightingale an angry look, "Do you think I don't know? The most powerful weapon of a phase wasp is not the poisonous needle on its tail. It's the 'magic missiles' they are born to fire at will!"

"As expected of a knowledgeable little mage, it's really hard to fool you!"

Nightingale sighed, and suddenly snickered again, approaching Joan furtively, reaching out to try to touch the tentacles on his forehead, but he shrewdly avoided him.

"Don't move your hands, what do you want to do?" Joan asked unhappily.

"It's nothing, I just think you're cute and furry when you become a bee man, and I really want to touch it." Seeing that Joan was showing signs of getting angry, the chatterbox lady quickly put on a serious face, "By the way, you seem to like being a half-human very much." If the form of a half-bee can be made more thorough, like a real bee, it can slip into the hive and steal honey without anyone noticing."

"It is true that I can become a giant bee, and it is not difficult to shrink into the size of a phase wasp by using spells, but it is difficult for me to simulate the unique pheromone of a phase wasp, and I will be found when I fly into the hive..."

Joan shrugged regretfully, and then started thinking.

"Actually, a safer way is to catch a phase wasp, tear off some fluff from its body as a material for casting spells, and then use the 'transfiguration' technique to simulate a fake phase wasp... By the way, the honey of a phase wasp is delicious. Is it different from ordinary honey?"

"I don't know, I haven't tasted it before." Nightingale scratched her head, "By the way, why are we here in the spirit world?"

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The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Joan coughed twice, and changed the subject forcibly.

"Don't get close to the hive. Phase wasps are born with supernatural vision to see through invisibility. It will be troublesome to be discovered by them."

"Actually, it's the bumblebees that are in trouble. If you don't believe me, look at the Syr tribe and the spirit beasts—they are here to hunt the phase wasps."

Nightingale sneered.

"These insects didn't provoke the Syr tribe, and they were too small to be used as hosts for laying eggs. Why did the Syr tribe come all the way to hunt phase wasps?" Joan asked inexplicably.

"The Siers raided the hives of the phase, first of all, of course, to obtain a large amount of sweet honey." Nightingale explained, "The honey brewed by the phase wasp is one of the top delicacies in the spiritual world, and one bite can satisfy the whole hunger God, it is said that it also has the miraculous effect of detoxifying and curing diseases, such a good thing, no wonder the Xi'er people are jealous."

"In addition to this, the Syr tribe probably has a more important purpose, which is to seize the floating island where the phase hive is located."

"In the spirit world, most of the area is a void with nothing but fog, and the resources are extremely poor."

"Land is the most important resource in the spirit world, and a floating island is a large piece of soil floating in a gravity-free space. With the soil, plants can grow, life can be born, and then a family can be established and reproduce."

"The size of the Sier tribe is constantly expanding, and their ambition to acquire more land is also constantly expanding. How can they not be greedy when they find a floating island here?" Nightingale asked with a sneer.