Chapter 22: el-neim

The boundaries of El-Neim are embedded with blue-glowing boundary stones, carved by the tribe’s skilled craftsmen and processed with the Great Art. They effectively prevent external prying and create a separate and almost perpetually suitable climate within the city. Since the Edenites’ ears began to sharpen, Adam had a strong sense of déjà vu. Now, seeing them living in a forest circled by glowing stones, considering themselves an elder race with lifespans astonishingly longer than other races, wearing clothes mostly woven from leaves and fibers, and disliking fire. They even go out to demolish others’ temples. This is just like the Wood Elves from Warhammer next door! He should be cautious not to let the Edenites eventually reject culture and technology altogether, turning into overly aggressive environmental terrorists.

Worriedly, Adam follows Isaac and Jacob, along with the others, into the forest city. Crossing the boundary stones, the air, initially a bit dry, suddenly becomes moist, but not overly so. Breathing feels very comfortable, with a light fragrance of flowers and fruits mingling with the scent of leaves. Even Jeanne d’Arc Alter shows a very enjoyable expression.

“It feels like going to Mexico, but comparatively more peculiar,” says the well-traveled Drake, though not too surprised, she shows appreciation. As for the newly joined little Da Vinci, her gaze shifts between the naturally grown house-trees and the canopy dome allowing light through, evidently curious and eager to understand their principles.

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Compared to them, Adam, as the founder of the Great Art, seems very calm because he can understand at a glance and even improve them if he wants. But since the Edenites themselves can achieve so much on their own, he’d rather not interfere. So, Adam pays more attention to the everyday Edenites.

Like some mountain cities of the future, the roads of El Neim are mostly suspended above the ground, with numerous sturdy and intersecting branches forming pathways. Many different-looking Edenites and young dinosaur cubs can be seen walking back and forth.

Of course, not everyone would prefer the upper paths. In front of Adam and his group, a bunch of children are playing.

“Those kids seem to be imitating you,” Jeanne d’Arc Alter says, attempting to tease Adam, who hadn’t noticed.

Observing closely, he soon sees a child riding a small companion dinosaur, trying to stand on tiptoes with a white wooden mask painted on his face.

“Wow, I’m the white giant, I’m going to crush you all!”

“I won’t let you succeed, I’m the invincible Ancestor, take my Earth’s rotation spear!”

Opposing him are several other masked children, with the leader holding a toy spear made of vines and branches painted in colors, uttering what he believes to be cool lines, then throwing the spear to hit the child playing the white giant.

“Idiot, it’s too early. It’s not the time yet, you should wait for Lady Jeanne and the great four-legged dragon (Dragon of Albion) to arrive before attacking.”

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The child playing the white giant complains after losing balance and falling off the dinosaur.

“So annoying! It’s not my fault. We’ve practiced well, even borrowed my brother’s dragon, and Maria didn’t even come. When I said we should change the person playing you, you all disagreed.”

“That’s because you’re an idiot. Why do you think we unanimously chose Maria to play, isn’t it because she likes—”

Before the child playing the white giant could finish, the other children playing godly machines covered his mouth. Exposing a girl’s feelings like that could make her cry.

“It sounds like they’re also playing your role.”

Holding his arms, Adam turns the tables on Jeanne d’Arc Alter.

“It seems the kids think you—”

“Shut up, you’re annoying too!”

Embarrassed, Jeanne d’Arc Alter shouts to cover her true feelings, while Drake beside them whistles nonchalantly. Little Da Vinci looks on, not quite understanding.

“Ah, if it isn’t our Ancestor. I was wondering why Jacob and Uncle Isaac went out so early this morning.”

A young Edenite woman carrying a large crate of red fruits approaches. She has dazzling golden hair and longer, sharper ears than average Edenites, fitting the beauty standard of elves in various works. Of course, she seems unrelated to Japanese fantasy elves since she easily lifts a two-meter-high basket full of apples with one hand upon seeing Adam and his group.

“Here, take this. I’ve recently hatched two young Triceratops at home, so I’ve been busy taking care of them, meaning your clothes and composite spear will have to wait a bit longer.”

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“Rachel, it’s okay if you don’t give me the Kabbalah seeds, I’m not in a hurry. Besides, I’ll probably be following the Ancestor around these days.”

The girl familiar with Jacob hands him a black seed the size of a thumb, which seems to be a voucher of sorts. Despite many thoughts on the names, it’s hard not to associate them with biblical stories. In the original history, Jacob, who wrestled with God and was later called Israel, was Isaac’s son, and his most beloved wife was Rachel.

—This guy better not force me to bless him, or else we’ll have to wrestle indefinitely.

Putting aside such thoughts, Adam focuses on more practical matters.

“Ahem, if I may interrupt. Jacob, do you often use this… Kabbalah seed as a debt voucher?”

“It seems to have become popular in the last hundred or two hundred years. Since the Tree of Life produces too many seeds, and there wasn’t much space left to use them after the city was fully built, we couldn’t just throw them away, so people started using Kabbalah seeds as collateral when they couldn’t provide immediate compensation or repayment.”

“Speaking of which, Ancestor, you probably haven’t eaten the fruit of the Kabbalah tree, right? It was only formally cultivated as food after leaving the refuge.”

The enthusiastic Rachel takes a bright red fruit from her basket and almost forces it into Adam’s hand.

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