When an alien ambassador crash-lands in Tim's backyard and demands, 'Take me to your leader,' the 12-year-old does what any kid would do: he points to himself and says, 'That’s me. I’m the King of Earth.'

Now, thanks to a hastily signed treaty (and a promise to hand over Jupiter), Tim’s got an armory of world-ending alien tech, an invulnerable Planetary Base in his backyard treehouse, and one tiny problem: nobody told him ruling a planet would be this hard. Between conquering Earth, fending off hostile fleets, outsmarting intergalactic bureaucrats, and explaining his absences to his Trekkie dad, Tim’s in way over his head. But if he can’t bluff his way through alien diplomacy fast, humanity might end up as collateral damage.

"King of All I Survey" is a fun, heart-pounding sci-fi adventure where one kid’s lie decides the fate of Earth—and homework is nothing compared to intergalactic war.

The view on the display shifted upward toward the green canopy, following the trunk up to the top where the fronds radiated outward from the trunk. Each frond had a prominent central vein running along its length tapering from larger to smaller as it got farther from the trunk and the frond itself narrowed to a point. The fronds were incredibly long, maybe sixty or seventy feet from tip to trunk. Rafael's gaze and the corresponding view on the display swept along the length of the frond, as if searching for something. Then, it snapped back to a position about 20 feet from the trunk. At first, I saw no reason for that spot to attract attention.


Chapter 220 - The Ceiba Tree's Reaction to Injury