The Primordial Record novel Chapter 987

Chapter 987 The Same Root

The face of the boy was covered with suspicion, and a glint in his eyes made Rowan know that his small mind was working among many possibilities to decipher the truth within the words he would be hearing.

In many matters, this child might be naive, but it was also hard to deceive the little brat.

"Is it not obvious?" Rowan smiled, "The tears of the sun as you call it, how rare is it?"

Biting His lips, Romion thought about it for a short while, "Pretty rare, I only found this fruit two years ago and I have ranged around for thousands of miles to find a second to no avail, maybe if I have more chance to comb through the entire forest I will find another, but that would take many years. You can see why I cannot accept such precious… gifts."

"To you it is precious," Rowan replied, "and yet you did not hesitate to present it to me as a greeting gift."

"That is expected of me," Romion replied before looking down in shame and whispering, "Besides, I had already taken a sizable chunk from it and it was no longer complete."

"As I said before, to you it might be precious," Rowan waved his hand and the air rippled as a hundred Tears of the Sun appeared, the space around them exploded with light as if a hundred bright lanterns were lit around them.

Romion's mouth fell open, but the demonstration was not over, as with another wave of his hand, the number of fruit hovering in the air tripled.

The little boy staggered, and he slapped his cheeks to check if he was dreaming and frowning in concentration he suddenly leaped and touched the fruits hanging in the air randomly, to confirm if they were real or a mirage.

"How…how is this possible?"

Rowan smiled, "Look to the skies."

With his heart beating erratically, Romion slowly turned his head and looked upwards, and his mouth fell open and the strength left his legs. Collapsing into a puddle, he wanted to crawl towards his mother in fright but held himself back with a stubbornness that was deep in his bones.

Above him a golden rain was falling, each drop in this rain that covered the entire horizon from pole to pole was a Tear of the sun, their numbers were in the billions, creating a golden sea that roared towards the earth.

"Is my gift of seven Tears of the Sun acceptable?" Rowan asked the frightened child.

"Yes…yes, very, very acceptable," the child nodded furiously, his face that was white as a sheet rapidly glancing from Rowan to the sky, unable to decide which image was more earth-shattering.

Snapping his fingers, the entire horizon filled with Tears of the Sun vanished, leaving the seven that the boy had clutched tightly to his chest.

For a while the area was silent, only broken by the rapid breathing of Romion, after a while he slowly looked at Rowan, "Will I ever be able to do something like that one day?"

Rowan smiles cheekily, "Something like what?"

Romion bit his lips, "Summon an unlimited amount of food."

Rolling his eyes Rowan replied, "Of course, you can create a whole universe made of nothing but food if you want."