I Don't Agree to the Terms-Chapter 1085 - 570: The Wizard World Where Eternal Winter Approaches (Part 2)

Ruben's intuition and perception were aware of these things as well, but he didn't care. To him and the Jade Tree, the nobles' little moves were just jokes.

"Let them fend for themselves then." Ruben determined the fate of the nobles.

There's no need to worry about the Jade Tree intentionally spreading ruin to spoil his success; at this juncture, it's the Jade Tree that should be the most anxious.

This cold snap is bound to cause a significant loss of human life, depriving him of a large amount of nourishment.

So recently, Ruben had a premonition that the Jade Tree might have some big moves; he needed to be on guard at all times.

In actuality, he knew that any big moves weren't aimed at him but at the nobles. As long as he didn't intervene, it wouldn't affect him.

"Alright, I'll take care of it as soon as possible." Philas said and hurriedly left.

Ruben's considerations were not yet comprehensive; he only mentioned supplies. But Philas knew that supplies alone were far from sufficient. They also needed knights, doctors, blacksmiths, carpenters, among other personnel, and they needed to be equipped with adequate heritage.

This was equivalent to constructing a small territory within a castle, and they needed a large number of them, otherwise, if these talents died, it would definitely cause a breakdown.

Especially without doctors, even wanting to see a doctor would be impossible.

In addition, herbs, fuel, spirits, and other items were needed as well for assurance.

Thinking of all this, Philas's head was about to burst.

...

The trunk of the Jade Tree manifested faces. Unlike Ruben, who simply sensed the impact of the cold on their survival, he, as the protagonist, could sense even more.

The cold within the magic power tide would not only bring eternal winter but also destruction, freezing the entire world, ultimately leading to death in the cold.

However, this process is incredibly long, needing gradual accumulation over time.

With the current concentration of the magic power tide, this wouldn't be possible.

"Who is behind this?" The voice of the Jade Tree echoed.

He felt that an unseen hand had sown the seeds of destruction into the world they relied upon, after creating what were called the King of Kings—him and Ruben.

"Is it that mysterious Hogwarts Witchcraft Academy?" The Jade Tree quickly ruled out Ruben's suspicion, then turned his attention to the wizard academy he once disregarded.

Initially, he scorned it, but later he began to take it seriously.

Because he found this force too mysterious, investigating deeply revealed no traces.

Ruben, on the other hand, didn't care at all, nor did he bother to remind him. Since they were foes, why bother warning the other side?

After ruling out Ruben's suspicion, naturally, the suspicion fell on the mystical Hogwarts Witchcraft Academy.

However, mere suspicion was just that; he was utterly unable to locate this witchcraft academy, so he could only let out a helpless sigh.

"Even if I found it, what could I do? This destructive cold, once rooted in the magic power tide, can't be eradicated."

The Jade Tree wasn't an ordinary protagonist; even among protagonists, he was of a superior existence, not a normal hero.

"Before that, I must complete my transformation as quickly as possible; a tree body won't be suitable for the coming survival."

"If possible, cooperating with Ruben wouldn't be out of the question."

"As long as he's willing to provide me with enough humans."

He knew that the impending crisis couldn't be avoided, and even with his power, he couldn't resist it alone.

And if he teamed up with another strong entity, the chances of survival would be much higher.

Perhaps Ruben thought that the cold couldn't harm him, but that was just the current cold. In the future, even the so-called gods might fall because of it.

"But how to persuade Ruben?" The Jade Tree had no consideration for those nobles' thoughts, nor did he ever think about tricking them into being nourishment.

It was too troublesome, requiring too much time, simply not enough time for that.

The nobles were all suspicious and overcautious; convincing them to come over was next to impossible unless real benefits were offered. The problem was, the nobles' appetite was too greedy, likely swallowing the benefits and then seeking more without contributing.

The best solution would be to deal directly with the top echelon, just like swallowing the Expeditionary Army before. The difference was, he couldn't beat Ruben, so he could only attempt a cooperative approach through mutual interests. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

He believed Ruben wouldn't refuse his plea because this was just the beginning of their cooperation. If all went well, the two would resist the impending crisis together.

The crisis lies ahead, albeit far off, but a day would come inevitably when it arrives.

"Next, I need to find a way to send a message to Ruben, hoping he won't be as irritable as he is in battle; otherwise, it would be really troublesome for me."

Ruben's battle style was reckless, causing much headache for the Jade Tree.

He worried about his character for that reason.

Despite gathering lots of information through spies, he found that Ruben was quite a different person before becoming an Earl and after.

This changeable nature made it hard for the Jade Tree to be fully confident, as he hadn't interacted with Ruben outside of battle.

Luckily, the Jade Tree had many sub-bodies, capable of contact multiple times. Unless communication became utterly impossible, he wouldn't give up; even if a thousand or eight hundred sub-bodies died, he wouldn't care. Sub-bodies were like ungerminated seeds in him, and he had as many as he consumed.

Even if they all perished, he would remain unaffected.

...

"The magic power tide contains frost, so when absorbing magic power, be careful to filter and distinguish; don't be vague."

"If frost invades your magic bloodline, then death is the best outcome; living would bring eternal torment."

Five little witches listened intently during their online class, their expressions solemn.

At this moment, each was wrapped in thick winter clothing, and their magic power flowed sluggishly, indicating the arrival of the Destructive Frost had already affected their magic circulation.

"Teacher, I'd like to ask, can frost become a power in our hands?" One of the little witches raised a hand and inquired.

"Of course, but learning it is no easy task."

"This course will be offered in your next academic year."

The instructor, a strong artificial intelligence, could naturally analyze the little witches' questions.

Upon hearing this, the remaining four little witches showed a glimmer of excitement, and another raised a hand asking: "If we turn frost into our power, does that mean we won't fear frost anymore?"

"Not exactly, just like when you use the Fiery Fire Spell to create roaring flames; do you ignore the threat of fire?"

"This is a brand-new topic; you'll need to study it, after mastering the power of frost."

The AI promptly provided the answers they sought.

"I see, so how does the power of frost compare to the power of the three major spells?" another little witch asked.

"This isn't the concern for now. You should curb your curiosity and focus on learning the new Wizard Meditation Method, which helps you avoid and exclude frost while absorbing magic power."

Clearly, the AI did not intend to delve further into this, as these curious little witches were insatiable. It was only an AI, not the Gu Shanhai's civilization system, so it couldn't know these things or provide explanations where the database lacked information.

Fortunately, although unable to explain, it could shift the conversation back to teaching, a tactic that proved quite effective.