ca-book Chapter 1102 - 449: Sun Stone (2)
Chapter 1102 - 449: Sun Stone (2)
If it’s only meant for children, it means this treasure isn’t hidden deeply; it’s placed somewhere even children can find.Not hidden deep, no danger, easy to find.
Alka followed this line of thought, wandering around the forest looking up at his surroundings.
Gray-white birds flew overhead, constantly changing positions as they watched Alka and his uninvited companions from between the branches.
Suddenly, Alka noticed some of the thicker trees had tree holes. Though small, could these tree holes store some small things?
And aren’t tree holes something children love to explore? Fits perfectly with children’s Difficulty level.
The more Alka thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
"Check the tree holes, did you look for tree holes yesterday?"
Upon hearing this, Alka’s group exchanged glances, realizing they hadn’t paid attention to such places yesterday. They hadn’t even considered it.
But since Alka suggested it, they promptly began searching among the forest trees, inspecting those with tree holes.
Not every tree had a tree hole, only a few were scattered around, and they were neither too big nor too small.
Most were merely small indentations.
Moreover, tree holes mostly appear on thick trunks, making them very easy to find and examine.
The group, including the Puppet Girls, quickly found and rummaged through almost all the tree holes, shaking their heads in unison.
Alka looked at the tiny tree hole before him, also yielding no results.
"Nothing either..."
He leaned against a large tree, lost in thought.
As Alka pondered, the group wandered around the small grove and its outskirts, searching for potential hiding spots.
Meanwhile, the girls played in the woods, hopping between numbers.
The gray-white birds seemed silly and unafraid of them, even colliding with the similarly-sized Puppet Girls.
They looked indifferent to the Puppet Girls’ touch, even playing with each other.
Suddenly, Alka shifted to the side while deep in thought.
A splash of bird droppings fell where Alka had just stood.
Alka looked up to the branch above, where a gray-white bird was playing with a Puppet Girl.
The birds were truly fearless.
Alka turned his gaze away, pondering.
Wait...
Birds, birds...
If I were a child, Alka took a few steps back, evaluating these large trees.
These tree trunks weren’t tall, only about two or three meters, the tallest no more than four or five meters.
You couldn’t call them big trees; past four or five meters, the trunk extended, creating dense and broad branches.
This made it seemingly easy to build nests; most birds had their nests built there.
What do kids love doing?
Digging mud, playing with water, climbing trees, and... collecting bird eggs.
Since it’s not in the soil, and there are no rivers around, nor in tree holes.
Is it possible it’s on the tree? The most plausible hiding spots on a tree would be the bird nests.
This treasure might be a small item, taken by birds to build their nests, or perhaps something shiny.
These birds might just enjoy collecting shiny things. Many creatures in nature have this peculiar flair.
Maybe the birds sensed some aura from the Treasure.
The more he thought, the more plausible it seemed; Alka controlled a Mirror to lift himself up.
Lifted to a spot where he could see the bird nests.
The surrounding group saw Alka’s movement and quickly gathered around.
"Do you think the Treasure might be up in the trees, among those bird nests?" Chadite asked, looking at the area Alka was examining.
Alka was checking a branch on the tree before him, where a bird nest rested.
The bird that had just pooped must live in this nest.
Inside were merely some dirt and waste, along with a nest made of twigs and dried leaves—no golden frame in sight.
Hearing this, Alka looked down at the group and said, "Yes, everyone, check if anything might be hidden in these bird nests."
"And don’t destroy anyone’s nests."
Upon hearing Alka’s words, the group immediately sprang to action, the Puppet Girls leaping over.
They didn’t jump directly into anyone’s nest, just observed from beside.
Some birds built their nests securely and with some depth; the nests were wide and thick.
Some nests had bird eggs, but those with eggs had female birds guarding them, turning slightly aggressive if approached.
Even similarly-sized Puppet Girls weren’t exempt.
Yet simple observation, standing near, sufficed.
"Found it."
The voice came from a tree trunk not far away.
Upon hearing this, everyone gathered.
A Puppet Girl with wings flew down.
It was Jiu Qi.
She held an ordinary smooth stone high in her hands, its surface marked with orange-yellow patterns.
The patterns formed a rough sun-like design.