0p0 The Eve of Chapter 188 (2)
The Eve of Chapter 188 (2)
By the time the decorations and preparations for the Flower Goddess's Birthday celebration came to an end, it was already dusk.
The golden light gilded the canopy of Mount Sumeru, sprinkling fine, scattered rays onto the ribbons and flower baskets hanging around the marble streets, and then spreading across the ground along the smooth silk ribbons, like scattered pieces of gold.
"Not bad. It seems that young people today haven't lost much of their architectural aesthetics."
The senior, hands on hips, stood beside the celebration float that was slowly being tested in the Grand Bazaar and nodded in satisfaction.
The combination of roses and holly leaves is full of vitality. With the pale gold railings and the wooden swing, and the light blue water lilies around it, the small flower cart looks like it has slowly driven out of a fairy tale in a dream.
If it weren't for someone's sake, it wouldn't be so easy to get a senior to step in.
If all goes well, tomorrow's parade will depart from the Palace of Pure Goodness, circle the entire city of Sumeru, and then proceed to the celebratory banquet at Port Ormos.
Ah, the long-awaited Flower Goddess Festival... I really miss it.
Farusan gently tossed her long, sky-blue hair that cascaded over her shoulders, a hint of reminiscence in her light green eyes.
"Now, it's my turn!"
In a corner of the venue, a certain Mr. High Disciplinary Officer, who had secretly slipped out of the Disciplinary Officer headquarters during work hours to make friends through cards, threw out the elemental dice and eliminated Kulab's Raikouchuur King.
"Hey, Seno, your card skills have improved again, but I'm not going to admit defeat."
"Try out our newly developed, exhilarating combo attack!"
The girl shook her head. Compared to the celebration more than a hundred years ago, the Flower Goddess's Birthday Festival was ultimately a completely different story.
At that time, the most admired character among children was the Flower Knight, not for any other reason than that the knight seemed to have an endless supply of Yalda candy.
When the parade reaches its end, it doesn't mean the end of the celebration; on the contrary, the all-night revelry is just beginning.
People would light bonfires and sing songs, and Little Lucky Grass King would tell children wonderful fairy tales from afar. The coconut charcoal cakes still tasted the same back then.
This beautiful dream that belongs to everyone in Sumeru will continue until the sun rises the next day.
Sigh, before I knew it, I was lost in memories of the past again.
Perhaps this is a common problem for older people?
Farusan sighed imperceptibly. Time seemed to have stopped flowing over her, but a hundred years had still left an indelible mark.
She's getting old, and to avoid spoiling the fun, she probably won't participate in activities for young people anymore.
A Yalda candy was placed in her palm. Farusan tilted her head slightly, a faint smile unconsciously appearing on her face, but it was quickly replaced by a hint of resentment.
"Hmph... It's you."
"Why don't you spend time with your girlfriends? You have time to reminisce about the past with me, this dispensable senior?"
As a student, he hadn't appeared in front of her for almost a whole week. If it were before, she would have kicked that guy out long ago, who had no respect for teachers.
As for what this guy is doing, even the specimens tucked among the old books in her study probably know.
Mu Feng smiled awkwardly. As Master Lu, the Sage of Tree Man, once said, time is like water in a sponge. How do you know there's no water if you don't squeeze it?
I recently heard that the Kyoryoku Academy has opened a course on the Shadow Clone Technique, taught by a ninja who smuggled himself out to sea from Inazuma.
As a result, after he hacked into the Void Terminal and reserved a spot in advance, he discovered that the clone was indeed a clone, but it was a physical clone.
It's like using your decades of experience in the market to haggle with a hostage-taker. You do manage to get a lower price, but when the goods arrive, you find you have to piece them together yourself.
"So, what are your plans for tomorrow, Senior?"
Farusan rolled her eyes at him, her gaze unfathomable.
"Senior, I have many tasks to complete, such as sorting out that pile of newly unearthed ancient documents."
Seniors' time is very valuable, please make an appointment early.
However, if someone is willing to help her with it, she can spare a little time.
"In that case, if everything is arranged, would you have the honor of inviting your senior to join the celebration?"
Mu Feng winked knowingly. As for organizing materials, there are still quite a few students in the Su Lun and Ming Lun schools who have failed their theses. He believed they would be happy to help their senior with a small favor.
Although he still suggested publishing those papers in the Sumeru Jokes column, after all, not everyone can write papers with such unique perspectives as research on postpartum care for Hilichurls or whether the Abyss Mage's hood is made of chicken feathers or goose feathers.
To ensure that this content is sufficiently informative, all you knowledge carriers have really had a tough job.
"In that case, let me think about it."
A sly glint flashed in the girl's eyes, but a slight smile still played at the corners of her lips.
You pass.
"How about we share a Yalda candy on the eve of the holiday?"
"Sunset fruit flavor."
Mu Feng smiled and tossed the orange candy in his hand, then unwrapped it and popped it into his mouth.
Although his last attempt unfortunately resulted in the Promax's hidden, extremely sour flavor, which has a probability of less than one in a million, he believed it was ultimately just an accident.
No child cries every day, and no gambler loses every day.
However, an accident is an accident precisely because if it doesn't go as planned, an accident is bound to happen.
These are carefully selected Oni-beetle insects from Inazuma, which grow in land filled with thunder and possess incredible power from birth.
Through the ingenious work of candy designers, the magical is transformed into the mundane, perfectly removing all edible parts from the ingredients while retaining some of their original flavor.
After all, how would you know you're eating a herpes bug if you didn't do it this way?
In that instant, someone seemed to see Ah Ying, with a kind smile, waving to him from the kitchen.
"Hey! Hey! The Sage has been assassinated! Lock down the entire area!"
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