0p0 Chapter 152 Aru Village (2)
Chapter 152 Aru Village (2)
Aru Village, an isolated island in the vast red sand sea, is nestled among mountains and provides a haven for weary travelers amidst the harsh desert winds.
Good morning, Mr. Mufeng.
The girl, who had gotten up early and was practicing her marksmanship at the door, did not turn around, but she was already keenly aware of the opening and closing of the door behind her.
Being able to detect the enemy's movements at any time and place is also an essential skill for the future guardians of Aru Village.
She put away the wooden gun in her hand, her deep blue hair swaying gently in the morning breeze along with her golden hair ornaments.
Good morning, Candice.
Do you need me to bring you breakfast?
The girl nodded, a faint smile appearing on her face.
"If it's not too much trouble, I would be very grateful."
Then, Candice once again swung the wooden gun in her hand and began the training that had been arranged for her the day.
After greeting the girl with heterochromatic eyes of gold and blue, Mu Feng walked out of the mud-brick house unique to Aru Village, preparing to go to a shop near the edge of town to buy some rice, grains, and vegetables.
The morning sun was just right, without the scorching heat of midday, yet it was just enough to dispel the lingering coolness of the night.
As I passed a small house with many flowerpots in front of it, a little girl tending to the flowers and plants looked up and waved to Mu Feng with a lovely smile.
"Hi, good morning, Brother Mufeng."
"Good morning, Sabba, how's Rose?"
Mu Feng smiled, reached out and gently ruffled the girl's soft blonde hair, then handed her a small bag of flower seeds.
This is one of the goods carried by the caravan that passed by yesterday.
"That's great! It might even bloom in a few days!"
The girl squinted her eyes and enjoyed Mu Feng's caress. She carefully put away the small bag of seeds and vigorously waved her pink little fist.
Perhaps, this time we can really grow a beautiful Sumeru rose.
Even if it doesn't work, there's always next time, and the time after that.
She gazed at the tiny sprouts growing in the old, worn-out earthenware pot in front of the door, their short, verdant leaves swaying in the sunlight streaming down from the eaves.
However, barring any unforeseen circumstances, we won't have to wait until the next time or the time after that.
This is a special formula fertilizer containing grass elements; everyone who has used it raves about it.
Mu Feng quietly tucked the Grass Element Eye behind his back.
Let's just consider this fulfilling the little girl's beautiful wish. Who says that the Sumeru Rose can't bloom in the desert?
He patted the girl's head, then turned and walked into the nearby general store, concealing his good deed and fame.
The shop selling daily necessities was located next to the small flower garden in front of Xiao Saiba's house. The shop was run by a kind old man with white hair, who always seemed calm and composed no matter what happened.
The slightly worn shelves were filled with fruits and vegetables, which, while not particularly exquisite, all looked very fresh.
Mu Feng casually picked out some cabbage, potatoes, and a few kinds of fruit, paid Mora, and then headed towards the small earthen house.
Along the way, you could see a few people with blank expressions scattered around. They were usually unkempt, with lifeless eyes, wandering around the village like walking corpses.
The villagers passing by seemed to take it all in stride, and some even greeted them familiarly, though very few of them actually responded.
As for their origins, very few people in Aru Village know the specifics.
Mu Feng sighed and, as he passed by, quietly slipped a few apples into the pockets of the group's worn-out shirts.
In the process of researching and exploring the World Tree, many scholars have inadvertently stumbled upon the realm of the gods or become tainted by forbidden knowledge from beyond the heavens.
The mortal body cannot withstand the astronomical capacity of the spirit, just as a glass cannot hold the water of an entire ocean. If it is forcibly poured in, there will only be one outcome, without exception.
The glass will completely fall apart; this is what the scholars of the Academy of Education call the "Linju Madness Syndrome," a term that evokes fear in them.
The mad scholar was eventually secretly exiled by the Church to Aru Village, left to fend for himself, which led to the strange and absurd scene in the village that outsiders found so bizarre.
After Mu Feng left, the mad scholar stared blankly into the distance, his hands instinctively grabbing an apple and stuffing it into his mouth, beginning to chew mechanically.
Fruit juice dripped onto the ground, leaving marks of varying depths, but he paid no attention and continued walking forward, soon arriving at the border of Aru Village.
Suddenly, a hand patted his shoulder.
The mad scholar didn't turn around; he seemed completely oblivious to his surroundings, continuing what he was doing until the other person lowered their voice and said something.
He stopped chewing, a glimmer of light appearing in his dull eyes. The mad scholar dropped the fruit pit and began muttering incoherent, raving nonsense that was incomprehensible to others.
Then, the mad scholar suddenly calmed down and obediently followed the speaker across the suspension bridge in front of Aru Village.
The wind and sand were strong, and the two figures quickly disappeared from sight.
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"Click."
After delivering breakfast to Candice, who was still practicing shooting, Mu Feng carried the food he had bought back to his temporary residence.
The wooden door of the small earthen house was opened a crack, and the sunlight streaming in shone on the girl's face on the bed, bringing a touch of life to her pale complexion.
The girl was dressed in clothes from over a hundred years ago, with her long, smooth, light blue hair cascading over her shoulders, and a snow-white long dress hanging loosely on her shoulders, bearing several scratches.
Mu Feng shook his head helplessly and had no choice but to resign himself to cooking some rice porridge by the small pot that had been temporarily set up at the door.
In the story, Farusan was rescued by a passing caravan, which now seems to be the same caravan she had unintentionally passed by.
Two full days have passed since they encountered the unconscious Farusan on the way, but she still shows no signs of waking up.
Apart from mild malnutrition and excessive hunger, the girl had no other illnesses.
This explains why he remained unconscious, and the doctors in Aru Village were powerless to help.
At this moment, Farusan's eyes were closed, and her delicate brows were slightly furrowed, as if she were experiencing a nightmare from which she could not wake up.
The name of this dream might be the Crimson King's Tomb.
As the bubbling sound slowly rose, the raw rice grains gradually became sticky, and the faint fragrance of rice porridge filled the entire room.
Seemingly drawn by the aroma of food, the unconscious Farusian unconsciously opened her mouth slightly, like a kitten waiting to be fed.
"So hungry..."
She murmured softly in her sleep.
Mu Feng silently took out a video camera and quickly captured a rare photo of the centenarian senior, Shan.
Such a senior seems especially adorable.
Hmph, sweet Farusan, you don't want this photo to circulate on the Void Terminal, do you?
However, the moment the flash went off, the girl's delicate eyelids trembled slightly.
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