Chapter 52 Harold: I am also a dandelion

Chapter 52 Harold: I am also a dandelion

Nasrin told Harold some more information about the young man who called himself "Azan".

Because of his suspicion, Harold listened very carefully.

In just a short while, he got information from Naslin about "red pupils", "ability to operate experimental instruments skillfully", and "dislikes outsiders approaching", etc.

He can basically assert that this Azan is a slice of a certain crappy blogger.

In his previous life, many players were very interested in the Doctor's slice, which mainly refers to the youngest slice of the Doctor.

In the main storyline, the most selfish slice of the Doctor made a deal with Narcida and eliminated all other slices. In order to confirm that the Doctor really erased the other slices, Narcida used her telepathic ability to hear the voices of the slices.

The planner gave the doctor's young slice a voice close-up, whether intentionally or unintentionally - you will definitely... regret it.

Just these few seconds of voice have brought a lot of sister fans and wife fans to the doctor's small slice, and also attracted a lot of plot fans and uncle fans.

Let’s not talk about the first two types for now. Those who understand will understand why people salivate over the beauty of the small slices. It’s a two-dimensional game, so it’s normal for your worldview to be guided by your five senses.

In his previous life, he was also a fan of crazy villains, and he had the shortcomings of normal people.

But now he has traveled to the continent of Teyvat. For his own safety, it is better not to provoke some people.

Now getting back to the topic, let’s talk about a small slice of information. It is worth mentioning the speculations and revelations of the plot party and the uncle party.

Some plot fans think that this close-up must be a foreshadowing, and that this small slice will definitely appear again in the future. Moreover, this small slice is so small and yet so fierce, it must be a wolf-killing.

Some even believe that this small slice is the original slice.

"Those with close-ups must be important NPCs."

"You can tell at a glance that he's the doctor's biological child."

"Just wait for the little slice to poke the doctor's kidney."

...

And so on.

There are even "uncles" who revealed that this little slice turned into a kind slice after being betrayed, and he will enter the card pool in version 3.4. In order to increase the authenticity of this statement, they also released a fake little slice portrait.

However, those who claimed to be the uncle party had already been slapped in the face. When he wore it, O God had already updated to version 4.4, and there was no sign that the planner was going to make a fuss about this plot.

And the slice of that evil frog-pee-like doctor turned good? Do you believe it?

Anyway, Harold didn't believe it.

He felt that if he immediately went to find Elhaisen and Kavi to invite them for a threesome, the probability that they would both agree was higher than the probability that the doctor's little slice would become kind.

Ok?

Did I just say several wonderful JOJO metaphors in a row?

...

What a terrible metaphor when I think back on it.

Never mind, that’s what I mean anyway.

There are still many different opinions about the doctor's slices, but the most selfish slice left by the doctor is not so regretful about erasing other slices. He feels that he can find a better slicing method and make the slices again.

What Harold was more concerned about was the doctor's attitude. According to Nasrin, the little slice who called himself "Azan" had asked the rangers about him, but only asked once.

Harold didn't think that his research on the pianpian flower, the dun dun peach and rice would attract the doctor, a great Buddha.

The doctor is a person who is bent on pursuing the upper limit of human beings. People should not care about his research that allows ordinary humans to be well-fed and well-watered and makes it easier for humans to give up. To put it bluntly, they should hold a contemptuous attitude towards him.

The only possibility Harold thought was that the doctor had checked the internal documents of the House of the Decrees and discovered that Azar had allocated him 50 million Mora in research funds, so he paid some attention to him.

After all, Azar has not approved any research funds for three years in order to save money. 50 million morats is already a relatively large expense for the House of the Faith in recent years.

Harold could only think so, and this was a positive thought. Otherwise, he would have to consider whether Hazard was short of research manpower and wanted to conscript men.

But it should not have reached that point now. In the main storyline of the game, Azar sent people to invite Tinari after the god-making plan was officially launched.

Besides, he is just a small scholar now and has not even graduated from the Faculty Academy. Azar still needs him to be his tool to boost his popularity. Even if Azar wants to conscript a man, he probably won't be able to do so for the time being.

However, the appearance of this Azan is not a good sign.

Harold thought.

Even though he probably had no particular interest in him, Harold still felt that it would be best for him to avoid him when he saw him, so as not to be remembered by others.

Nasrin talked for a long time and felt a little thirsty. She looked at Haroldt with some anticipation, hoping that he could go and meet the talented young man.

She felt that there would definitely be sparks of friendship between two geniuses. The young man named Azan was always alone because he was too lonely. Moreover, both of them were scholars of the life theory school, so maybe they could discuss the subject together and speed up their respective research progress.

Nasrin is optimistic about this.

Harold did not refuse immediately, but asked Nasrin about the address of the research institute of this "Azan".

"It's the one you didn't choose. There's a cave nearby. I can see that Azan is very satisfied," Nasrin said. "We lit some herbs for him to smoke away the poisonous insects in the cave, and gave him some spices and incense, which he accepted.

He did not accept our suggestion to hire the residents of Huachengguo, because he brought some followers with him. Those people helped him carry the experimental equipment and build the house. They set up the place in just one day, but after that, Azan changed his previous attitude and sternly refused us to enter his laboratory, even if we just wanted to give him some warm clothes. "

Nasrin felt a little regretful, but expressed understanding.

Some scholars value privacy more, while others do not like to communicate too much with others. Having worked as a ranger for several years, she believes she has figured out what most scholars think.

"Azan, really? I remember I've heard some rumors about him. He hates contact with people, especially people entering his laboratory. If they find out, he will definitely be furious," Harold made up a lie.

Nasrin was obviously very interested in Azan. After all, this little slice of the doctor looked like a human. He was really worried that Nasrin's curiosity would bring her disaster.

In the game, when the doctor was young, he killed a female scholar named "Sohreh" in order to silence her. He felt that he needed to remind Nasrin not to care too much about Azan, so as to prevent her from following Sohreh's old path.

"Oh, that's it. I originally wanted to ask him if he wanted to try the specialties of Huachengguo, but if he hates being disturbed so much, then forget it," Naslin said regretfully.

"Don't worry too much. Since he has so many followers with him, he won't treat himself badly in terms of food," said Harold.

Rather than worrying about whether Azan would freeze and starve, Nasrin should be more worried about whether the edible plants and animals nearby would fall into the hands of that group of people. After all, the Fat Ice Man and the Fat Water Man of the Fatui looked like they could eat a lot.

Also, will the small slices be used to tie up a few scholars or villagers and conduct some human experiments?

In fact, it is more likely that Azan came to study Lanaro. In the game, the doctor sent people to capture Lanaro. The doctor was very interested in this creature that could travel between dreams and reality. He wanted to study Lanaro so that humans could also gain the right to conquer reality and dreams, thereby completing human evolution.

The doctor started this research hundreds of years ago and has continued it to this day. Considering how much he values ​​this research, it is normal for a small slice from the origin to suddenly have the urge to harm Lanaro.

After making some guesses about Azan's behavior and purpose, Harold continued, "His laboratory is far away from my experimental field, and I don't appreciate his character, so we shouldn't have any intersection."

After hearing what Harold said, Naslin gave up the idea of ​​instigating the two to get acquainted.

"By the way, Naslin, do you have a pair of scissors?" Harold asked.

"Sure. What do you want scissors for?"

"Change my hairstyle to facilitate my recent travels," Harold reached out and pulled the hair tie, letting his half-long hair fall onto his shoulders.

"Okay," Nasrin looked at Harold's beautiful silver hair with regret, but she said nothing, but quickly brought scissors and two pieces of waterproof cloth for Harold.

She made Harold sit in front of the mirror and put a cloth over him and another on the ground to catch the loose hair.

Harold took the scissors, held the long hair behind him with one hand, and cut it off without any regret. After trimming the hair at the back to only one inch long, he trimmed his long bangs and cut the hair on his forehead to above his eyebrows.

"It's a dandelion, it's really a dandelion..." Seeing Harold trimming her hair little by little, Naslin couldn't help but mutter to herself.

She had just said that Azan's hairstyle made him look like a dandelion, but now Harold looked more like him because Harold's hair was silver-white.

"Yeah, it really is a bit similar," Haroldt smiled and patted the top of his head. It felt fluffy and not prickly, as his hair was naturally soft.

Looking left and right in the mirror, Harold was quite satisfied with his new hairstyle. He had had this hairstyle in junior high and high school because it was easy to maintain, but after entering college, he changed to a more artistic hairstyle that suited his identity as a graphic designer.

Changing his hair back to short now gave him a strange sense of familiarity. He didn't hate it, but felt it was quite refreshing.

He is now wearing a traditional Sumi robe bought from a clothing store, straw sandals, and a new hairstyle, so he is difficult to recognize from a distance.

Xumi has no way of transmitting information, so the news of his change of appearance will not be leaked for the time being. He will just use this image to move around in the city.

It’s best to buy a long scarf and pull it up to cover your face when you meet people.

As soon as Harold expressed his thoughts, Nasrin immediately ran into the inner room and picked out a pure white scarf from a pile of cloth and put it on him.

"You mentioned before that you wanted some blankets, animal skins and the like. I bought some. Take a look," said Nasrin as she brought out more cloth and animal skins.

"I'll take them all," said Harold.

He trusted Nasrin and was not worried that she would cheat him. Besides, consumables such as cloth and animal skins must be replenished from time to time with the seasons or the passage of time. There would be no harm in buying them now.

"Don't you want to take another look? Some of them are quite expensive. They contain the furs of wild animals such as mandible tigers and beasts of burden captured by our rangers.

Some of them are whole furs and of high quality, so they are expensive and have never been sold. I brought them all here, but I'm not sure if you want to use such good ones.

Normally we only use slightly damaged furs, which are cheaper but not bad in quality, and are sufficient for making blankets, chair cushions, etc.," said Nasrin.

Harold: Well, it’s too early to brag. I’ll choose the cheaper one.

After comparing the cost-effectiveness of the two, Harold finally decided to leave the better and more complete furs to the rich, and bought four blankets made of mane tiger fur for himself.

These four blankets either had arrow marks, traces of burns from fire, or the fur was dull, but as Nasrin said, they were not much different from high-end goods in use. He planned to customize saddles for his two pack animals and then spread the animal skin blankets on the saddles.

In his previous life, he had the good fortune to learn horse riding at the racecourse of a rich classmate's home. He knew that if he didn't take these measures, the skin on the inside of his thighs would be rubbed off after riding for less than half a day.

He also planned to go to the blacksmith shop to have stirrups custom-made, which would make it easier for him to ride the beast of burden.

The people of Xumi raised pack animals mainly for transporting goods, because this thing was a luxury item and generally only big businessmen could afford it. Someone like him who specifically raised two pack animals to use as horses was definitely an anomaly.

Well, it was because he reached a consensus with the forest rangers in Huachengguo and successfully avoided the tax on pack animals.

However, it is not impossible to buy a horse in Xumi, but the running speed of a horse in the jungle is far slower than that of a beast of burden. The only people who would buy a horse are the wealthy people in Xumi who have private racecourses.

Poor bastards like him who have to find ways to evade taxes just to raise a beast of burden should forget about it (the taxes here are paid to Azar, we law-abiding citizens cannot evade taxes).

Harold selected the cloth and furs he wanted, and Nasrin helped him fold them and put them into bags.

Harold asked Nasrin to keep these things for him temporarily while he needed to check on the condition of his acres of land. He could come back to get them after he finished his business.

Nasrin smiled and said that she didn't have any work scheduled this afternoon, so she was at home all the time. Haroldt could come and pick up the things whenever he wanted.

Harold thanked her, then swaggered out of Naslin's house and headed for his own experimental field.

Along the way, he met several scholars who came to Huachengguo for investigation. He pretended to dislike the damp weather, pulled up his scarf, coughed softly a few times, and walked past them without arousing anyone's suspicion.

When he arrived at his experimental field, he saw that the fence he had put up was standing well in its place and there was no sign that the land within the fence had been disturbed. It seemed that no wild animals or other scholars had come to dig out the Dun Dun peaches he had planted.

However, these peaches have not sprouted yet, and no one knows what will happen after they sprout. Harold decided to come here one night in the next few days and build a wall around them. But he doesn't know if building the wall too high will affect the peaches' ability to bask in the sun.

Although he maintained a relaxed attitude during the conversation with Nasrin, he also felt that the situation was a bit tricky and was afraid that some bored scholars would deliberately cause trouble.

He had met such a person in his previous life. He performed stably in the art college entrance examination and completed his work half an hour before the end of the exam. As a result, the candidate next to him deliberately splashed dirty water on his painting.

Although that person's test score was cancelled, Harold did not get a chance to retake the test. He could only use the hair dryer provided by the invigilator to dry the painting in the remaining half hour and cover the dirty parts with paint. Fortunately, his painting skills were strong enough and the accident did not have much impact on his grades.

I hope there aren't any such people among these scholars, Harold thought.

Otherwise he would beat the man half to death.

The person who dared to offend him was fine simply because he was in the examination room at the time. After the accident, the person was immediately controlled by the invigilator, otherwise Harold would definitely have given him a head.