Chapter 49: It's time to fight
"What do you think? The problem lies in the word 'what do you think'. It means that this name does not conform to the aesthetic standards of normal humans at all," Kavi rolled his eyes, indicating his attitude towards Elhaisen's proposal.
Seeing that Kawi's focus shifted from promoting bicycles to naming the "tricycle", Harold quickly struck while the iron was hot: "So according to your idea, what name would be more appropriate for it?"
"Um..."
Kavi lowered his head and frowned slightly, as if he was lost in thought, but he didn't think for too long. Soon, he raised his head with excitement in his red eyes: "Mehrak! I want to call it Mehrak!"
Harold: ...
If I remember correctly, this is what Kawi's smart suitcase is called?
"Mehrak means 'little light'," Kavi said with a wistful look, "I named it this way because I hope it will be a turning point in my career as an architect. I can solve most of the troubles caused by transporting building materials and plants, and my employer will save more transportation costs with it..."
"It's better to call it 'Sanlun', senior," Harold said, "and I believe that even if you call it 'Mehrak', most people in Xumi will call it Sanlun in the end."
So the name "Mehrak" should be left to your suitcase. I really can't accept such a high-sounding name for a three-wheeler.
Kavi was speechless. He felt that what Harold said made sense. Since it was a means of transportation for the general public in Xumi, a more down-to-earth name would naturally be more appropriate.
"Even you say so... Well, let's call it..." Kavi struggled for a long time and couldn't say anything. Finally, he let out a long breath, but still couldn't say the name that had no aesthetic appeal.
After the three of them shared the food prepared by Kavi, Elhaisen brought out the scones that had been made an hour ago. Harold opened the cake box he had bought and asked Elhaisen if he wanted to cut the cake himself.
After receiving a negative answer, Harold started to cut the cake into pieces and gave one piece each to himself, Kavi, and Elhaisen.
Xumi's cake looked no different from cakes from the 21st century, but Harold realized something was wrong the moment he cut it.
He seemed to smell a whiff of pepper.
...No way?
...It shouldn’t be that serious, right?
Harold stared at the brown cake under the white cream, and inexplicably felt that it seemed to be emitting black smoke.
Kavi and Elhaisen, two native Xumi people, looked calm. Kavi picked up the fork and cut the cake in front of him into small pieces. He picked up a piece and put it close to his nose to sniff it, showing an appreciative look as if he was tasting a high-end perfume, and then ate it slowly.
This elegant way of eating did not make Harold let down his guard. Experience told him that it was best not to be fooled by the way the Xumi people ate, because they had a special liking for anything with pepper.
However, since this was Elhaisen's birthday cake and he bought it himself, Harold still cut off a small piece and ate it.
With ginger.
I hate this stuff.
Haroldt pressed his lips into a straight line, and his good manners prevented him from spitting out the food in his mouth. He endured the discomfort and ate the rest of the cake on the plate.
...
Very good, great, I will block that cake shop permanently.
After eating the cake, Harold wiped his mouth vigorously with a tissue and thought expressionlessly.
He now felt that the scones made by Elhaisen looked very handsome, so he took a piece of the scones and took a small bite under Kavi's astonished gaze.
"Harold, you actually like to eat that kind of dry stuff..." Kavi felt unbelievable.
He had always thought that Elhaisen was definitely an exception, but he didn't expect that Harold was also like this.
Kavi was so scared that he ate another piece of spice cake.
"No, I don't," Harold refused to be categorized as an El Haisen, "My eating habits should be closer to yours, Senior Kavi."
"Really?" Kavi's curiosity was aroused.
Harold nodded and said, "I also want to let the two seniors taste my cooking skills, but we have almost finished eating today, so let's wait until next time."
"Next time? Okay," Kavi said a little disappointed.
After dinner, Harold said goodbye to Kavi and Elhaisen and returned to his home. After completing his bedtime preparations step by step, he went to bed.
The next morning, he went to the Ministry of Education to find the leaders of the thirty-man group. Everything was ready at the Huacheng Castle, so he could transport his ten deceiving flowers to the laboratory in advance.
He found the commander of a thirty-man group patrolling at the gate of the Ordinance House and told his name. The commander immediately took Harold to find the team member in charge of the matter.
Because the time given by Harold at first was too long, the leaders of the thirty-man group gathered them together and took turns to guard them after catching a sufficient number of the Deceiving Flowers, while the rest of the personnel returned to Xumi City to continue to handle the trivial matters of Xumi City.
As soon as he saw Harold, one of the officers in charge of the matter immediately remembered the boy's name and his strange request. After confirming Harold's thoughts, he took Harold to the outside of Xumi City.
Along the way, he kept asking Haroldt about the uses of these deceiving flowers. For an ordinary person like him, Haroldt's idea of studying deceiving flowers was too incredible. He thought that studying and capturing and studying mushroom beasts was already extreme, but he didn't expect that there would be scholars who would study monsters.
Harold satisfied his curiosity and patiently told him the possibility of using nectar instead of sugar.
The officer was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. His mind was full of mixed thoughts. What he was thinking about the most was: Can the nectar of the flower be eaten? Is it delicious?
It's no wonder that he was so surprised. Deceptive nectar is generally used in alchemy, especially elemental nectar and glimmer nectar, which can be said to be something that ordinary people will never be able to touch in their lifetime.
Harold smiled and told him that he had tasted the nectar of the deception flower and it tasted really good.
Harold's words opened the door to a new world for the officer and also aroused his greed. He decided to go to the merchant after get off work today to ask if there was any honey for sale.
Led by the officer, they entered a temporary tent in Daochenglin. Harold was pleased to find that all the temporary tents were equipped with door curtains and fences. This design was both functional and aesthetic, allowing these tents to blend in with the surrounding environment, which had the meaning of borrowing the natural scenery.
It can be seen that Kavi is meticulous even in such small projects, fully demonstrating his talent and responsibility as an architectural designer.
"You are truly worthy of the famous 'Light of the Myo-ron School'!"
The officer who led Haroldt had some understanding of the relationship between Haroldt and Kavi, so when Haroldt turned his attention to Kavi's work, he praised Kavi's talent and character in front of Haroldt, and even secretly told Harold that Kavi now had a high reputation in the Thirty-Man Group, and almost all the officers liked him.
Harold smiled and nodded slightly in agreement.
The two of them lifted the door curtain and entered the tent. The officer who led the way exchanged a few words with several guards. The guards also recognized Harold. Although they had only met him once, the young man's rare silver hair and outstanding appearance left a deep impression on them.
"The mission is finally completed."
“Be sure to go to the pub for a drink after get off work.”
"Remember to order the boss's special stew!"
The discipline officers and the leaders of the thirty-man group were all excited about finally being able to end their overtime work and about the beautiful night life that was about to begin.
The person who seemed to have the highest position among these people stepped forward to stop the others from reveling: "Okay, okay, it's still working time."
The commander of the thirty-man regiment, who had a scimitar with a carved scabbard on his waist, turned to Harold and saluted him solemnly: "Scholar, we have completed the instructions issued by the wise man. Please accept it."
The leaders of the other thirty-man group were also infected by this atmosphere. They all stood with their heads held high, showing the momentum that well-trained mercenaries should have.
Harold nodded, looked around and counted the number of iron cages in the tent.
"Eleven?" Harold asked softly.
It's not very strange. According to Udad, their group of thirty people and the discipline officer were divided into several teams to capture the Deceptive Flowers in several areas, and then they would gather these Deceptive Flowers together. The number would definitely be more, not less.
"Yes, we found that we caught one too many when we counted them," replied the officer with the beautiful scabbard.
"So what are you going to do with this extra flower?" Harold asked.
"We're going to eat it if you don't want it."
"...What?" Haroldt thought he had heard it wrong.
"To be honest, my companions were attracted by the sweet smell they emitted. Everyone was curious about its taste. In addition, no one has tried to eat this kind of monster, so someone suggested cooking it like stew and trying it," the officer said as he glanced at a shy-looking boy in the crowd.
The boy felt the older man's gaze and scratched his cheek with his fingers in embarrassment, implicitly admitting that he was the one who suggested cooking the phantom flower.
Are you a genius?
Harold once again felt the absurdity of this world. Even he had never thought of cooking and eating the deceitful flower.
"Let me take a look first," said Harold.
If all eleven cheat flowers meet his research standards, then the extra one...
If these disciplinary officers and leaders of the Thirty-Man Group want to try it, let them try. If the flower of deception is really delicious, maybe they can help him develop an industrial chain selling edible flower of deception.
Flowers that cannot produce nectar will be eaten. This world is so cruel.
Harold thought coldly.
After receiving Harold's order, the elder man hurriedly ordered his subordinates to untie all the ropes used to secure the curtains.
The guards followed the order and untied all the ropes. As the curtain fell, the flowers in the eleven iron cages slowly appeared in front of Harold.
After seeing clearly what was inside the cage, Harold put away his casual attitude and became serious.
"There is actually one with thunder attribute?" Harold put one hand to his lips as if thinking.
This was beyond his expectations. In the game, there were very few Pranksters in the Xumi Rainforest, and most of them were fire-attributed Pranksters. They were also called Huanaji by the Lannaras, which means forest fire. This was enough to give us a glimpse of the distribution of Pranksters in Xumi.
However, Harold remembered that there were indeed a small number of thunder-attributed deceitful flowers in the Xumi Rainforest area. He did not expect that the thirty-man team and the discipline officer could actually catch one.
Moreover, this thunder-attributed Flower is not as big as other Flower-dealings. It is only two meters tall, and looks particularly small when standing next to other Flower-dealings.
Harold's first reaction after seeing it was: Now he can form an exciting team with Kavi and Elhaisen.
Then he realized that he was not playing games, so he silently despised himself.
They are all played by O God.
After changing his mindset, he couldn't help but smile.
This is a good sign. The appearance of this seemingly juvenile deception flower can be seen as one of the evidences for his speculation that the deception flower can reproduce itself.
But its appearance may just be an accident. No one knows whether the deceptive flowers will be adult size when they appear, and no one knows whether they will become dwarfed due to mutation.
He still needs to conduct a lot of experiments before he can come to a conclusion on this matter.
"Yes, it's very small. I don't know if it's because it appeared for too short a time or because it didn't absorb enough nutrients," the elder replied.
He had the same doubts as Harold, but he was not a scholar who studied the lily flower, nor did he have the attitude to get to the bottom of it. In his eyes, the special lily flower was just a lily flower.
"This is a very special experimental subject," Harold said jokingly, "so I'm sorry, I can't let you eat it."
The boy who originally proposed to stew the Pianpian Flower couldn't help but reveal a look of disappointment when he heard this. He looked at the Pianpian Flower in the cage with regret.
The phantom flower in the cage suddenly felt a chill and couldn't help shaking its leaves.
"Is that so? Fortunately I did not allow them to act on their own," the older man narrowed his eyes and glanced around. The few people he saw lowered their heads guiltily.
"I heard that you want to move them to the research institute. Do you need us to do it?"
Harold nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."
"This is also part of the job," the elders strictly followed the instructions given by the sage. They not only had to catch the Liarflowers, but also had to deliver ten Liarflowers intact to Harold, so the transportation work was their job.
Harold thanked them again and showed them the way.
The cage that the Thirty-Man Group and the Disciplinary Officer used to lock up Pianpianhua was equipped with pulleys, so it was easy to move.
A group of dozens of people, carrying eleven iron cages filled with the Deceptive Flowers, came to the river in a mighty procession. They then took boats in batches to transport the Deceptive Flowers to Harold's laboratory.
Stepping onto the boat loaded with the lily flowers, Harold couldn't help but once again sigh at the superiority of the address chosen for him by Naslin. If it weren't for this long river, it would have taken him a lot of effort just to transport the lily flowers to the laboratory.