Start as a Spiritual Planter: I Have a Game Panel

Ram, unknown to the fact that he was being watched from head to toe by a peak Demi-God, continued his methodical process of evolving the Wood Spirits.

So far, he'd transformed over fifteen half-evolved Wood Spirits, increasing his experience to 49%. But despite his progress, he never touched any wood spirits that had reached Tier 2 or higher.

Ram understood the risks—this Tier 2 or Tier 3 failed Wood Spirits were not as peaceful as their Tier 1's. Many had failed to evolve properly, resulting in their Spirit attribute stagnating, even after upgrading to Tier 2 or Tier 3.

This lack of growth in the Spirit attribute led to significant problems. Even for an ordinary human, the brain is an incredibly energy-intensive organ, requiring vast amounts of brain power to think and maintain basic functions of the body.

About 25% of its energy is used just to keep cells like neurons and glial cells alive, while the remaining 75% is devoted to transmitting and processing electrical signals, including controlling the heartbeat, processing sensory information, and enabling thoughts and problem-solving.

Even when a person is resting or sleeping, the brain never stops working, constantly communicating and updating information.

Having a higher Spirit attribute meant someone could process more information with less brain power, but what happens when the Physique is exceptionally strong, while the Spirit is lacking—say, at only 0.7 or 0.8?

This situation often results in mental disorders, or the inability to control spiritual power inside their bodies, as Ram had seen countless times before.

Spiritual plants or creatures that fail to evolve properly will experience violent backlash with each level upgrade.

The same principle applied to humans and monsters—without enough Spirit to match their physique, they grew more aggressive, even bloodthirsty.

This was why professionals had established standard Spirit attribute requirements for each level of evolution.

Although these requirements varied between individuals, recklessly pushing evolution without a balanced Spirit attribute was a dangerous gamble if they planned to reach higher levels.

Returning to the present, Ram could easily suppress these half-evolved Wood Spirits with brute force and then evolve them, but he dismissed the idea.

It would only waste time, and Ram was more interested in wood spirits with only Tier 1 strength, they are easier to handle and mostly gentle in nature since they all evolve from various spiritual plants.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man, unaware of Ram's internal reasoning, grew impatient.

Watching Ram continually focus on Tier 1 Wood Spirits he became impatient, he wanted to verify if Ram could also upgrade high-level wood spirits.

In an instant, without warning or sound, the man vanished from his throne and reappeared beside Ram, his movements swift and precise, leaving not a single ripple in the air.

At that moment, Ram had just completed the evolution of another Wood Spirit. He sighed, feeling a sense of accomplishment, and was about to check his attribute panel when he sensed someone huge standing beside him.

His heart skipped a beat, and his instincts kicked in.

"Fu*k!!" Ram exclaimed, jumping back in shock, his body tense as he cursed out loud.

His mind raced to process the sudden appearance of the figure that had seemingly appeared beside him, without him noticing anything abnormal.

Ram's mind raced with a whirlwind of questions.

"Shit, who is this guy? Why did he appear here? When did he show up? And... why is he so damn tall? Is he even human?" His eyes widened as he looked up at the towering figure in front of him.

Compared to the middle-aged man, Ram felt small, barely reaching half of the other person's height.

The middle-aged man stood there, unfazed, his calm demeanor showing no sign of aggression.

His hands were clasped behind his back, and a faint, amused smile played on his lips as if he found Ram's reactions entertaining.

"Haha, do you think I'm very tall?" the man chuckled, the glint in his eyes suggesting he had sensed Ram's thoughts.

"Then how about this?" Without hesitation, the man's body began to shift. His height gradually shrank, bones and muscles contracting with fluid ease until he stood at the same height as Ram.

Ram's jaw practically hit the ground. "What the hell...?" His thoughts were a chaotic jumble. "How is this even possible?" He tried to form words, but shock kept him mute.

His mind buzzed with disbelief.

"Damn, what kind of fancy trick is this? You can shrink and grow whenever you want? Is it some kind of Talent or a special ability?" His eyes flickered over the now same height as him, utterly confused. "Wait, and how the hell did he know what I was thinking?"

Despite the man's casual transformation, Ram couldn't shake the feeling of unease.

Every instinct screamed that this person wasn't to be trifled with. Whoever he was, this was no ordinary ability. Was it some kind of spiritual manipulation? A rare talent?

The middle-aged man, noticing Ram's turmoil, chuckled softly. "It's amusing to watch your mind work," he said, almost reading the young man's internal chaos.

"Relax, boy. You don't need to understand everything at once. Let's just say I have my own ways."

Ram finally found his voice, though it came out in a dry, strained tone. "Who... are you?" As he asked, his mind raced, and without hesitation, he instinctively activated his Spiritual Eye, hoping to check some information about the man before him.

However, the familiar surge of spiritual energy that usually flowed smoothly into his eye met with unexpected resistance.

Instead of the usual display of data or even the frustrating question marks he sometimes encountered, a sharp, searing pain suddenly shot through his eyes.

Ram gasped, immediately cutting off the flow of spiritual power to stop the Spiritual Eye's identification process.

The pain was unbearable, as though his mind had been hit by a backlash far more intense than anything he'd ever experienced.

The middle-aged man noticed what Ram was trying to do. But rather than showing anger or annoyance, he appeared... curious.

His brows raised slightly, and an amused glint returned to his eyes. "Ohh, the Heavenly Eyes?" he mused. "Did you inherit those, boy? Are you... one of the Royal Family?"

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