Chapter 140 Harold: Thank God...
There were fewer visitors in the morning, and the decrease was more obvious in the afternoon. Tinari sat on a small wooden stool and leisurely looked at the biological illustrations. Half of the ten freshmen slipped to the booths of other colleges to develop friendships with the freshmen from the other five colleges who had just enrolled.
Harold took out his notebook and began to draw an irrigation pond that could adjust the salt concentration of the irrigation water based on his memories of his previous life. He had just marked a large one when he looked up and saw a little brown-haired girl with two pigtails, about seven or eight years old, peeking over his shoulder.
She was wearing a Sumeru-style pink and purple coat, a gray-blue headband, and on the side of her ear was a leaf-shaped void device emitting light blue light.
Harold paused for a second and remembered her name: Suleka.
She is a blanket merchant in Xumi City, determined to surpass Dolly and become the largest merchant in Xumi. She claims to have rejected the invitation to enter the Church of the Lord.
Suleka watched curiously for a while, and seeing that the scholars of Amyrido College were not very busy, she walked forward and stood on tiptoe to bring her line of sight to the level of the jar of nectar on the table.
Suleka: "Hmm...the nectar and pollen are golden yellow and beautiful. Can I taste them?"
Upon hearing this, the freshman next to her immediately brought her a small cup of nectar water. They had become very proficient in their work over the past few days and did not need anyone to urge them. Haroldt did not bother to pay any more attention to them and continued to draw his irrigation pond design.
Suleka held the overly small paper cup, looked at it, sniffed it, and then drank the liquid inside.
"It tastes different from honey, like sugar water with sweet flower pollen. I remember it." Suleika said with a smile, "It's delicious and cheap. It is indeed a condiment suitable for the residents of Xumi City."
What kind of strange metaphor is this? Harold paused as he wrote, then glanced at the little girl with pigtails in front of him.
Seeing the void device on her ear, although almost every resident in the Xumi Rainforest area now wears a void terminal in daily life and does not even take it off when taking a bath, but combined with Suleka's previous remarks, Harold always felt that she was possessed by the little grass god.
He had never communicated with this small merchant, but from the comments of other Xumi merchants and her own evaluation of herself, it was not difficult to see that she was a very arrogant person. As long as she wore the void terminal, it meant that the little grass god could sneak into their consciousness through the void and control their bodies.
In fact, before the doctor discovered that the grass god possessed Catherine, her consciousness had always been free. During the five hundred years of her imprisonment, she always possessed some residents of Xumi City to help them solve the problems they encountered.
"Thank God for the gift." Harold nodded in agreement and said this deliberately.
Suleka blinked in confusion and said, "...Why do you say that? The nectar of the deceitful flower comes from the deceitful flower. Their birth has nothing to do with the gods. At this time, perhaps it should be said that we are grateful for the gift of elemental energy or the gift of the earth veins."
"Thank God for giving me the Eye of God, which allows a weak scholar like me to study the Lieberman with peace of mind." Harold explained (most people in Teyvat believe that the Eye of God was given by the Seven Gods, but Harold did it on purpose).
Tinari, who was standing by, twitched his lips and turned a few pages of the book.
I thought you wanted to say thank you to the Great Compassionate Tree King for creating the rainforest and providing you with an excellent research environment.
"Of course, I also have to thank the Little Lucky Grass King for giving me the luck that allowed my research to progress so smoothly," Harold added.
As soon as these words came out, Suleika opened her eyes slightly, with an expression of disbelief. After a few seconds of silence, she whispered:
"But the Little Auspicious Grass King does not have the powerful abilities of the Great Kind Tree King. The origin of her honorific title is just the excessive expectations of the sages. Next time you pray, you can thank the Tree King. She has built a green home for us and protected our family from being eroded by wind and sand."
Harold: "The contribution of the Tree King is indelible, but I am an outsider. In my hometown, people generally only pray to the current god."
Only burn incense to gods who can do things for us = only pray to living gods, a good sentence conversion. Harold said in his heart.
Fortunately, the little grass god can’t read minds now.
He has now confirmed that the "Suleka" standing in front of him is possessed by the grass god.
“Even if the little auspicious grass king listens to your prayers, he is powerless to help you…” “Suleka” said to himself.
"It's better than having no gods at all. In the continent of Teyvat where seven gods rule seven kingdoms, citizens of all countries need something to think about," Harold lowered his voice so that no one could hear except the two of them and Tinari.
"If possible, I really hope that the Little Auspicious Grass King can appear and bless my rice seeds, so that their ability to improve saline-alkali land can become stronger, or so that the Dun Dun peaches in the fields can produce more fruits."
He mentioned it casually. He had originally planned to make a similar request after rescuing the little Grass God, but now was the right time.
The "Suleka", or Nashida, in front of him blinked. She was imprisoned by the sages of the Ordinance House shortly after she was born. She had never tried to do the things that Harold said, but she felt that if her physical body was here at this moment, she could do these things.
"Harold, you are too tired. Go and have a rest. I'll watch over the stall for you." Tinari walked to Harold and patted him on the shoulder.
"Well, okay." Having said everything that needed to be said, Haroldt sat on the stool where Tinari had just sat and picked up the biology illustration book he had read.
...
Two days later, Harold left the stall to several freshmen and took a boat to Port Ormos to find Dolly.
Dolly had already negotiated the sale of the fraudulent pollen, and after briefly telling Harold about the content of the conversation, she took out a booklet.
"The latest chapter of Slime Continent is expected to be released this Saturday. My supplier is not very satisfied with your outline this time, my friend," Dolly shook her head helplessly, "She modified some settings based on your outline. Take a look for yourself."
Her attitude towards me when she came to see me said it all.
Harold muttered to himself and quickly flipped through the booklet.
The setting of the second brother installing a machine gun was deleted, but a part of it was retained. This setting was changed to the Ice Prince taking out the improved machine box, and with a snap of his fingers, the machine box suspended in the air turned into a Gundam.
Other than that, the changes are minor, and the story still describes some of the properties of rubber.
That's good, the goal has been achieved.
After reading it, Harold handed the booklet back to Dolly and said with a smile, "The revision is very good. It is more perfect than my outline."