The honeyguide is a bird more commonly found in the jungles of Africa and is quite rare on the savannah. Perhaps because of the nearby Greater St. Lucia Wetland, honeyguides have also appeared here.

The Tree of Life can attract all kinds of life—animals, plants, birds, insects. If its roots extend into a body of water, it can even attract fish to approach.

This approach is a symbiotic behavior. The energy required for the Tree of Life to grow is quite mysterious; what it needs is life force. The more life it senses in its surroundings, the faster and bigger it grows.

Likewise, the life spring water produced by the Tree of Life is a good thing for animals, plants, birds, and insects. It can cure illnesses or strengthen the healthy, helping them grow better and reproduce more smoothly.

These honeyguides were definitely drawn here by the Tree of Life. Samuel Young is very familiar with them. There are many trees and many honeyguides in the Cape Reserve, so much so that one of their jobs is to drive the honeyguides away.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that these birds are only a bit bigger than sparrows—they’re actually quite formidable.

Like cuckoos, honeyguides love to lay their eggs in other birds’ nests. Their chicks hatch quickly, and once out of the shell, they aggressively push the other eggs out of the nest to break them, forcing the unlucky foster mother to focus on feeding them.

This is the thing Samuel Young admires most about them: no matter how ugly they are, they always have a foster mother to raise them, and at night, without any effort, the foster mother is willing to buy them AJs.

There are no bird nests on the Tree of Life, so letting them stay here isn’t a bad idea.

Also, although honeyguides are quite ruthless to their foster siblings, they have a good attitude toward people. They love interacting with humans, which has earned them the nickname “bird traitor.”

During the rainy season, the weather is hot and the sun is blazing. Even sitting in the shade, Samuel Young feels uncomfortable, but at least it’s bearable.

This is thanks to the nearby Greater St. Lucia Wetland. Wetlands are called the kidneys of the earth. All men know that good kidneys mean good energy; for the earth, good kidneys mean a good environment. Wetlands can regulate the temperature, allowing the surrounding plants and animals to live better.

Sitting in the shade, Samuel Young first set up the grill. The weather was already hot, and using the grill would make it even hotter, but he had no choice—without a stove, he could only barbecue.

But Old Young is clever. After putting the sausages and jerky on the grill, he slipped away, only coming back occasionally to turn them so they wouldn’t burn.

His territory is very close to the coastline. The sea breeze blows in waves, and with the wetland regulating the temperature, the wind isn’t too hot. After getting used to the environment, Samuel Young started to feel comfortable.

The Tree of Life’s branches and leaves are lush, covering the ground like a giant parasol.

In fact, it’s much more comfortable under the tree than under a parasol, because the layers of leaves absorb the sun’s heat, making the temperature under the tree much lower than the surroundings.

You can see this from the vegetation around—the grass under the tree is greener, with more tender shoots. It’s easy to imagine that in a few days, the grass under the tree will be even more lush than the grass outside.

The sea breeze rustles the green leaves, making a pleasant sound.

Seeing that Samuel Young posed no threat, the honeyguides flew back to the tree, occasionally chirping. The crisp bird calls mixed with the rustling leaves made Samuel Young yawn.

This is the charm of nature.

After a while, a little golden head poked out from the grass—it was the little golden lion tamarin he had caught before.

It probably thought it was well hidden, crouching in the grass and curiously watching Samuel Young.

Secretly observing. VA.

The sausages were cooked. Samuel Young picked one up and took a bite.

It was a pure pork sausage, rich in fat, and every bite was full of flavor.

The fullness in his mouth brought instant satisfaction. Samuel Young is a foodie—having something to eat makes him happy.

With that, even the little tamarin looked more pleasing to the eye, so he tossed a small orange over.

The little tamarin was startled and immediately darted into the grass, hiding behind a patch of South African pigeon grass.

This savannah is of high quality, with vegetation mainly consisting of South African pigeon grass. This grass is widely distributed in tropical and subtropical regions around the world and looks very similar to the foxtail grass commonly found in China. Many Chinese people who come to South Africa think they’re seeing foxtail grass.

But South African pigeon grass is much more valuable than foxtail grass. It can prevent soil erosion and is also excellent forage for herbivores.

Seeing his favorite orange tossed away, Nate grumbled and went to pick it up.

The little tamarin immediately scampered over to him, opened its arms, and hugged Nate’s calf.

All elves are friends of animals, and goblins are elves too, though the elven city lord is not an elf.

Nate also likes the little tamarin. He peeled the orange, ate the flesh himself, and gave the peel to the little monkey...

The little tamarin, unsuspecting, took a big bite, then made a bitter face and spat it out.

Samuel Young laughed gleefully. What’s this called? This is called trusting the wrong person—just like their high school goddess, who ignored an outstanding party member like him and preferred a troublemaker, only to end up with a bitter face herself.

The black contractor was really bluffed by him. Around three in the afternoon, a tractor rumbled over, and the little tamarin, who had been playing with Nate, turned and disappeared into the grass.