Chapter 20 It’s you, kid!
Afterwards, Nasrin took Harold to find the owner of the idle land. Because of the sudden appearance of the Eye of God, Harold simply changed the original one acre of land to three acres.
Upon learning that Harold needed the field for research, the owner of the field immediately agreed to rent the field to Harold for free. Harold also promised to share the fruits he grew with everyone when the fruits were ripe.
In this way, Harold's work in Huachengguo came to a temporary end. Harold said goodbye to Naslin and he was about to set off back to Xumi City.
It had been a day, and the report he had submitted should have been approved. Although he was absolutely confident that he could get funding from Azar, Harold was still a little nervous.
What he wanted was a huge sum of money. Fifty million in research funds was more than enough to buy a house in a prime location in Xumi City.
Moreover, now that he has the Eye of God, with a little practice, he can catch and deceive people by himself, and he doesn't need the help of the Ministry of Education at all. But without money, his research progress will definitely be affected.
After half an hour of mountain road and three hours of water travel, Harold finally arrived outside Xumi City at one o'clock in the afternoon.
The return journey took much less time than the outbound journey, because with the Eye of the Rock Elemental God, Harold could pave the road directly on swamps and puddles, which saved him a lot of time on detours.
Having God’s Eye is convenient.
Even Harold couldn't help but sigh. No wonder the residents of Teyvat said that those with the Eye of God and those without it were two different classes. With the Eye of God, the life experience would be completely different!
The sun on Xumi was too hot today, and even though he walked on the flattest road, he still sweated a lot.
Can't wait to go home and take a shower.
Harold was walking happily across the vast meadow when suddenly he saw a group of people gathered together watching something.
Why are there so many people gathered outside Xumi City?
Has a murder occurred?
Well...it shouldn't be possible. It's not like I've traveled into the dead elementary school student, and this isn't Fontaine.
So what is this doing?
Harold walked forward curiously.
"Sorry, give in."
"excuse me."
Harold pushed through the crowd and finally made his way to the front, where he saw several hunter-like men standing in front of a tent used for resting with suspicious expressions. Inside the tent were several large cages wrapped in layers of black cloth.
He is called a hunter, but his real identity should be the disciplinary officer of the Ministry of Education and the leader of the Thirty-Man Group.
Harold recognized the dark-skinned commander of the thirty-man regiment, Udad, at a glance. It was Udad who caught him at the gate of the House of the Lord and lectured him for an hour, which spread the story of his confrontation with the Gilded Brigade. He was also the man who indirectly gave him the name "God of War Amyrido".
The cages around those people were three meters high and were shaking from time to time, as if something was eager to get out of them.
Several discipline officers and members of the Thirty-Man Group maintained order on the periphery and persuaded the crowd to disperse.
But it was clear that their advice had little effect.
The crowd was filled with noisy conversations.
"What's going on? Why are the discipline officers and the thirty-man group running to the suburbs?"
"I don't know. Everyone came out to watch the fun this morning, so I followed them out to watch the fun."
"It was here last night. There was only one cage at the time. My son saw it when he returned to the city last night. It was rustling all the time in the middle of the night. It was very creepy."
"There are one, two, three... four cages now. Did they catch three more in one night?"
"Why is it that even the disciplinary officer is here? What is the Ministry of Education doing?"
"Are those poachers?"
"No way. If they were poachers, why didn't the discipline officer and the thirty-man group arrest them instead of asking us to leave?"
"What kind of deal did the Order make with the Hunters?"
"It should be that a certain Hebandu bought some rare protected animals for research, and the Ministry of Education found out but intends to protect him. My past experience tells me that it should be about the same."
"What's in such a big cage? A mantis tiger?"
"Isn't it a human being who is locked up?"
"How can a person not make a sound?"
"It's scary because it doesn't make any sound. Just imagine, if this cloth is lifted, there will be people without eyes, tongues, or even hands. Their eyes and mouths will be full of blood..."
"...No way?"
"very scary..."
...
However, the residents of Xumi City were only talking about it. Even though the discipline officers and the thirty-man team who were there to maintain order were only a dozen people, the residents did not rush into the tent and lift the cover to see what was going on out of curiosity.
They just stood fifty meters away and talked to each other. When the discipline officer and the leader of the thirty-man group came to persuade them to leave, they just said perfunctorily, "Yeah, I know," "I'll leave right away," "Just wait a little longer, just a little longer"...
Anyway, I just don't want to leave immediately.
It's true that the spectators are all the same wherever they go.
Harold sighed in his heart and turned around to go home.
It’s not that he doesn’t like watching spectators’ stories, but he doesn’t like the immersive way of watching spectators’ stories where he has to keep an eye on the progress all the time. It takes too much time. He likes to just read the beginning and then ask the “class representative” after everything is settled.
That is to say, find a detailed summary and you will know the whole process after reading it.
It not only saves time, but also avoids the mental exhaustion caused by investing a lot of time only to get rotten melon.
But just as he turned around, he suddenly felt a cold gaze.
Harold instinctively turned around and met the eyes of Udad, the leader of the thirty-man regiment dressed as a hunter.
Harold tilted his head, and Udad's eyes followed his gaze and turned to the left.
...
Okay, you're really looking at me.
Harold was puzzled.
I haven't offended you, have I? I was the one who was taken to the gate of the Magistrates' Court to be scolded. If anyone is going to hold a grudge, it should be me who holds a grudge against you, right?
Feeling that the other party had something to say to him, Haroldt was in no hurry to leave and simply stayed to continue watching the show.
After a while, about twenty members of a regiment of thirty men came from the city, some holding halberds or with swords hanging from their waists.
After arriving outside the city, they took out their weapons and shouted to drive away the crowd. When the onlookers saw real guns and live ammunition coming, they immediately dispersed.
Harold stood there, and most of the onlookers had left. A member of the group of thirty saw that the young scholar was still standing there, and thought that he still wanted to watch the fun, so he came with a halberd to chase him away.
"The officer will want to talk to me alone later," Harold pointed at Udad.
Udad nodded to his companion, indicating that what Harold said was correct. The officer looked at Harold with a little confusion, and then went to persuade other residents who were still lingering nearby and were unwilling to return to the city.