Chapter 51 Harold: Bad Luck

Chapter 51 Harold: Bad Luck

Electrical liar Hua didn't expect that she would still be beaten even though she had cooperated with the experiment.

Its intelligence is slightly higher than that of the other fifteen Deceptive Flowers, but this intelligence is not enough for it to think clearly about the cause and effect. It only knows that after being beaten, it can burrow into the soil and turn into a sweet flower to avoid being beaten again.

So it burrowed quickly into the soil after Harold stopped.

"Little Eighteen," Harold called again.

The electric flower emerged from the soil and stared at Harold in silence.

Okay, now they are all tamed, let’s start the next experiment.

Harold returned to the cage where No. 1 Ada was with satisfaction, took out the key and walked in.

"Ada," Harold called out, and Ada immediately crawled out of the soil.

"Come with me," said Harold, turning his back.

Pianpianhua cannot understand human language, so it can only use body movements to convey its ideas. However, Pianpianhua's IQ is no lower than that of cats and dogs. After a long time, they will be able to respond according to human pronunciation.

So he should try to use short and repetitive instructions in front of them.

Ada was stunned for a few seconds, and when Haroldt took two steps and turned back to look at it, it vaguely guessed what Haroldt meant. It tentatively walked out of the cage, and when it saw Haroldt turn his back and walk forward again, it knew that its understanding was correct, so it jumped and followed Harold.

Harold led Ada to the operating table, patted it, and said to Ada, "Lie down."

This time it took Ada nearly fifteen seconds to understand what Harold meant and execute it. Harold fixed it on the laboratory table, inserted the glass funnel into its pistil, and gently pressed its corolla to let it discharge the nectar.

Ada felt a little uncomfortable as a cold foreign object was forcefully inserted into her pistil.

But the one who did it was Harold, the extremely cruel human who beat it half to death over a disagreement. It didn't dare to struggle and could only endure it silently.

The golden nectar flowed through the funnel into the measuring cup. When no more nectar flowed out, Haroldt recorded the data obtained from observing the liquid in the measuring cup in the record book.

Pour the nectar in the measuring cup into a glass bottle and plug it with a glass stopper. Put Ada back in. Haroldt put a label "1" on the bottle and wrote the date, indicating that this was Ada's nectar extracted today.

If my high school chemistry teacher saw what I was doing, he would definitely give me a beating, Harold thought.

But he quickly said to himself, this is the continent of Teyvat anyway, and my operations here are already very standard.

He then extracted nectar from fifteen other lily flowers.

This process became much simpler. Not only did Harold's operation become more proficient due to repetition, but the other children also gained experience from similar practices. The smartest one, Little Eighteen, could even lie down on the experimental table consciously without Harold's instructions.

Harold was very pleased with this.

He sealed the nectar of the remaining fifteen lilies, labeled them, and recorded the data.

In his opinion, this data should be useless because he didn't know how much time it took these flowers to accumulate nectar. What he needed to record was the amount of nectar produced by the flowers in a day. However, out of a rigorous attitude, he still kept this useless data.

Then he compared the elemental power contained in the sixteen bottles of nectar and found that the elemental concentrations in the sixteen bottles of nectar were all high, reaching the elemental concentration of elemental nectar. These nectars could only be used as alchemical materials and could not be eaten directly.

Haroldt guessed that this was probably caused by the nectar staying in their bodies for too long. Now he had extracted the nectar from all sixteen deceitful flowers, and he planned to extract the deceitful nectar again after twenty-four hours.

Putting the matter of the flower aside, Harold observed the peaches he had planted and found that they had not sprouted yet. So he left the laboratory and went to the rock house where the two beasts of burden were kept.

Looking inside through the window, the two beasts of burden were still listless. They had been hungry for five days and had only drunk some water and eaten a peach during that time.

Harold felt that it was about time, so he fed them some wild Dun Dun peaches picked on the spot.

When the two pack animals saw the food, their eyes lit up immediately. They stood up with great effort and swallowed the peaches whole.

They had been hungry for too long, and if they were fed too much at once, they might eat themselves to death, so Haroldt only fed them four peaches and 500 ml of water each, and he planned to feed them again in the evening.

After finishing these things, he took a boat to Huachengguo and walked along the mountain road into the residential area. He wanted to check the status of his acres of land. Although he knew that the Dun Dun peaches he planted had a high probability of not sprouting, he was still a little worried about letting the experimental field out of his sight for five days.

As soon as he stepped into the residential area, he was recognized by the residents. Because his silver hair was very rare in Xumi, almost everyone who had seen him once would remember him. Moreover, he had been here three times, so he was considered a frequent visitor here. Many residents even knew what his research topic was and where his land was.

They also knew that Harold was familiar with a ranger named Nasrin, so when they saw Harold, someone immediately ran to inform Nasrin of Harold's arrival.

So Harold ran into Nasrin who was walking towards him halfway. Nasrin looked at him with joy on her face.

But she immediately signaled Harold to keep quiet and follow her as if to guard against thieves. Harold nodded and followed Nasrin to her house. Nasrin put Harold into the house and quickly closed the door.

"Harold, you are finally here! I have been waiting for you for a long time. You don't know that several scholars have suddenly come to Huachengguo to inquire about you in the past few days. I don't know what to do."

After seeing Harold in person and successfully bringing him back, Nasrin finally felt relieved. She didn't know what the scholars' purpose was, and she didn't dare to reveal his information in the absence of Harold.

Although Naslin communicated with other rangers after encountering such situations several times, and advised nearby residents not to disclose this information to other scholars.

But Harold's personal information was no secret in Huachengguo, and many residents knew the purpose of his visit and the location of his temporary residence.

What Nasrin was worried about was that before she took appropriate measures, someone had already obtained the information and visited Harold's experimental field. She felt that she needed to tell Harold about these things and ask him how to deal with it.

In her opinion, Harold was a very smart man and he would definitely be able to come up with a good solution.

"It's okay, I've thought about this situation," said Harold.

Naslin was relieved by the boy's calm words. She knew that Harold would not vent his anger on the residents of Huacheng because of the leakage of information about his experimental field, but she was afraid that Harold would find another place to restart his research, and then she might never see this friend again.

"Because the news that I received research funds from the great sage spread, many scholars of the Life Theory School changed their research direction. It's not surprising that some people would come to Huachengguo to inquire about my whereabouts, or want to imitate me after knowing what I did," Harold comforted Nasrin.

This was the information he learned from the Vijnanavada sage Nafis, and he still remembered Nafis saying, "You have made a good start."

These scholars did not necessarily have ill will towards him. Most of them probably just wanted to ask him about the specific content of the document he submitted to Azar, or after learning that they could rent land for free in Huachengguo, they decided to choose Huachengguo as their research location.

"What else did they do besides asking about me? Did they look for nearby residents to rent land?" Harold asked.

"Oh my God! Now I believe what you said about having considered it," Naslin felt reassured after hearing what Harold said. The scholar in front of her was so far-sighted, what else did she have to worry about?

"Yes, many of them want to rent land here for research, but where can we find so much idle land to give them?" Nasrin said with a wry smile.

"A few scholars heard that you rented a few acres of land here, so they came to our forest rangers and said they wanted to rent five acres, seven acres, ten acres...all the way. Currently, there are less than 20 acres of idle land in Huachengguo, and half of it has been included in the plan for returning the forest to the area.

We explained the situation to them, but I felt that several scholars looked obviously unhappy, perhaps they felt that we were just trying to put them off.

We told them that this was the real situation. If they didn't believe it, they could go ask around. If they really wanted land, they could spend some money to rent the land they were using from the villagers. As long as they were willing to pay a higher price than the crops grown on the villagers' land, it was not impossible for the villagers to rent their own land to them. However, they did not accept this proposal."

Nasrin frowned, puzzled.

"Many of them are just doing it on a whim. You can think of it as a trend. It's inevitable that it will go from prosperity to decline. After this period of time, most of these scholars will find that temporarily changing the direction of their research does not bring them any benefits. They will soon return to Xumi City to resume their original research. You don't have to take these things too seriously," said Haroldt.

"Hey, this is the first time I've encountered such a situation, that's why I'm so nervous. Is this the 'land-farming fever' triggered by you? The enthusiasm of scholars is really scary. It seems that I am not used to it often," Nasrin joked.

Harold had no choice but to spread his hands helplessly: "But I do need to avoid these people. I don't want to be stopped and asked questions as soon as I get here. There is nothing to ask. What they want to know is actually already in the rumors of the Church Order.

Besides, my documents have long been handed over to the Great Sage. They are handwritten manuscripts with no backup. Even if they sincerely ask me to give them my documents for reference, I can't do anything. I can't memorize those things."

"It's not easy to be a scholar..." Nasrin sighed, and at the same time she was worried about Harold, "Will someone hate you for this?"

"Maybe, but it doesn't matter. I don't think they can beat me," said Haroldt.

"By the way, you have the Eye of God... Fortunately, you have the Eye of God, thank God, thank God for being willing to protect the kind Harold," Naslin clasped her hands together and said softly.

"Well, thank God," Harold muttered without much piety.

"But recently two scholars of the Life Theory School have decided to settle in the City of Change. Is that okay?" said Nasrin.

"It's nothing. Lord Nafis said that after me, some scholars at Amyrido College turned their attention to research that could improve people's livelihood.

I would not be surprised if someone wants to grow spice fruit, Sumeru roses, or raise mushroom pigs and mushroom beasts here, and their research does not conflict with my subject, and I am happy to see someone willing to conduct such research," said Haroldt.

The premise is that they don't come to hinder me.

Harold added in his mind.

"That's good," Nasrin was completely relieved. At the same time, she reminded, "But the scholar named Awen has not given up asking us about your whereabouts. He asked us for a piece of vacant land to raise mushroom pigs, and hired villagers to help him build a house.

He now lives in a temporary residence in a residential area. In his free time, he wanders around the residential area, hoping to run into you. He said he admires you very much and wants to discuss mushroom pig farming with you.

Hmm... I don't think he's lying, but I don't know why it's a mushroom pig? Is there anything similar between raising mushroom pigs and raising lily flowers or growing peaches? "

Harold could only wave his hands helplessly. How could he know what other scholars were thinking? Anyway, he certainly wouldn't go to a place where someone might appear every day just because he admired him. He might as well read a few more books with this time.

"Until this craze is over, I'll change into the clothes of the people in the neighborhood and change my hairstyle, which will save me a lot of trouble," said Harold.

"Hmm... That's a really good idea. Let me tell you about another scholar who settled here. He also asked us about you, but he only asked us once. After we told him that you happened to be away, he changed the subject and asked us for a remote place to build a research institute.

I think you should go meet him because he is very interesting! I think you must have something in common, do you know why I say that? ", Nasrin asked with a smile.

Harold really couldn't guess it this time. He could only smile and shake his head and said, "I don't know. Teacher Naslin, please tell me the answer."

"There are things in this world that you don't know. I almost thought you could guess everything," Nasrin said mysteriously, "because you are all geniuses!"

This is an unexpected answer.

Harold looked curious and waited for Nasrin to continue.

"He looks younger than you, maybe eleven or twelve, or fourteen at most. He only comes as tall as me," Nasrin pointed to her chest with her hand.

That means he is about 1.58 meters tall, less than 1.6 meters tall.

Harold speculated in his mind.

Nasrin: "He is so young, but he is already studying in the Institute! He has also obtained the qualification to study abroad and is doing research on his own. We were worried about his young age and were unwilling to help him find a research place.

But he actually took out the letter of recommendation from the wise man of the Order of the Lords. We were all stunned at the time, but the boy's face did not change at all. We all thought he was very mature. This is probably what genius is."

"There are indeed scholars who entered the Ordinance House at the age of eight or nine. An alumnus I know entered at the age of nine. Maybe some people can become very mature after studying in the Ordinance House for a few years," Harold said with a smile.

So far, he still has no interest in the talented young man that Nasrin mentioned.

"But he looks very, very cute. He is so cute but always has a stern face, which makes him even cuter," Nasrin couldn't help but chuckle when she talked about this.

Nasrin: "He has beautiful sea-blue hair, but he cuts it so short that his head looks like a dandelion. I rubbed it, and his expression was the same as the one you made when I rubbed your hair for the first time. I immediately felt that you two would have a good understanding of each other."

Harold agreed with a polite smile.

Nasrin: "We asked him his name, and he said his name was 'Azan'. One of our senior rangers recognized that this was the language of the desert, which means 'devout believer'. But he was not from the desert, and his skin was very white..."

Blue hair? Azan?

Why do I feel this combination is a bit unlucky...

The image of a Fatui executive suddenly appeared in Harold's mind, and he couldn't help but pursed his lips in disgust.