Chapter 381: The Gardener of Withered Flowers (3)
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A garden is different from a forest, and a flower garden is not the same as a field.
Within the buds of withered flowers, no seeds grow, and there are no bees to transfer pollen, so all the flowers that exist in this flower garden were planted by my hands, one by one.
"Everything is completely in place now."
The Wand of Ages sat cross-legged atop a hill, sucking on his staff.
"If this were building a house, you'd have cleared the land, erected the building, and completely applied the wallpaper and lining. Plus, you've finished installing built-in furniture, lighting, and even air conditioning."
"Do wizards also use air conditioning?"
"In a world where magic exists, why wouldn't there be air conditioning? Why do you think wizards are so eccentric? It's all because they don't have air conditioning."
"So there must be a constellation that governs air conditioning."
"Want me to introduce you?"
I can't tell where the joke ends and where the truth begins. That's one thing that's truly wizard-like about him.