My destiny is to go to work in a world that is collapsing

The room was very quiet, with only the sound of Falushan "slurping" rose milk paste.

Xiangfeng's manor is just as its name suggests, located in the breeze-swirling place in the Dust Song Pot. In order to design such a perfect Mondstadt-style mansion, Jean integrated the power of the Knights of Favonius and the Church of Favonius, including but not limited to librarian Lisa, astrologer Mona and others who contributed their inspiration.

Even Rosalia, who is nominally a church nun but actually walks in the dark side of Mondstadt to deal with danger, also put forward some constructive suggestions under the insistence of Jean and Barbara. Xiangfeng's manor contains the hard work of the Mondstadt people.

The breeze outside the window blew slowly, and her body and mind became light. Falushan quietly enjoyed a different kind of tranquility and beauty.

After she finished the last spoonful of rose milk paste, she admired the changing expressions of the "four, six, three" beautiful girl for a long time, and only felt that Huayi, who was pleasing to the eye, spoke.

"Did sweet girl feel 50% full?"

"At least 70% full. I haven't felt this full for a long time. Call me senior. I can definitely be your senior! By the way, how long have I been trapped? In other words, I wrote a paper on the composition and solution of various mechanisms in ancient ruins based on stone carvings and other unearthed documents. Has the Ministry of Education published it? When was it published?"

If a student who is currently studying at the Ministry of Education hears this question, he or she will most likely not be able to answer it.

Even if it happens to belong to the Zhilun School, the Sravasti Academy, which memorizes professional knowledge, it is not easy to find the paper that Falushan mentioned from the vast sea of ​​papers.

What's more, Hua Yi is not a student of the Ministry of Education, nor a scholar.

In the eyes of the senior officials of the Ministry of Education, the time the new great sage spent sitting in the Wisdom Palace reading books was only a few hours.

However, he could answer the question without asking the Holy Sword Xiaoyou who transcribed the books in the Wisdom Palace.

"I hope you are mentally prepared."

"Your tone is very serious, and it seems to be more serious than when you were trapped in the ruins... Has it been many years?"

"Yes. Xumi today may be very different from what you remember."

Falusan was silent for a moment, and then forced herself to stay calm.

"It seems that I still have some status in the Church Order Institute. After so many years, some people still remember me. In this case, shouldn't you call me senior?"

"The Miaolun School regards you as one of the founders of the discipline of classical mechanical engineering. Many of your papers are regarded as the standard by the Sahavala Academy. The current Church Order Institute lacks real scholars like you."

"Hmm-wait, Miaolun School? I am a scholar of Zhilun School who mainly studies texts!"

"Nowadays, the Miaolun School mainly studies mechanical engineering, and it has developed into an important discipline that is no less important than the Zhilun School's linguistics and symbolic literature."

Hua Yi's few words made Falusan realize that time has changed and the times are different.

She originally thought that she was justAfter being trapped in the ruins for a year or two, it seems that more than ten or twenty years have passed. Otherwise, how could the Church of the Lords have changed so much?

The girl paused and lowered her head to stare at the empty porcelain plate.

"Let's not talk about my business for now. What about you? You went to the Great Red Sand Sea, not to travel around, right? What are your plans next?"

"I plan to explore the remains of the Red King. It's not a sacrificial temple or city ruins of ancient civilization, but the Red King's Mausoleum."

"You want to go deeper into the desert, to the area surrounded by sandstorms all year round? Only there may be the Red King's Mausoleum."

Hua Yi proposed a term that was enough to attract the attention of scholars, and Falushan, who wanted to change the subject, looked at it sideways.

She remembered that she seemed to have obtained the Eye of God, took it from her waist, and weighed it in her hand.

"The Order Institute has tried to explore the sandstorm area before, and has sent many God's Eye owners, but all failed. Whether it is the power of nature or the remaining power of the demon god, it has exceeded the scope of what the God's Eye can deal with."

"I am confident that I can cross the sandstorm. What about you? What do you think? Follow me into the Red King's Mausoleum to see if the desert king has left anything for his people, or return to Xumi City to see the world today?"

"Why do you say that crossing the sandstorm is so simple? I think you don't understand the danger at all!" (To read the violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Fa Lushan put her hands on her hips and taught Hua Yi, the younger generation who wanted to mess around.

You should know that what trapped her was not the real demon god ruins at all, but just a temple left by the Red King civilization. It is so dangerous, let alone the Red King's Mausoleum.

"How can I feel at ease with you like this? I can only act with you. Regardless of whether I can find the Red King's Mausoleum through the sandstorm, at least I now have the Eye of God, which can protect you when you are in danger. If I am lucky enough, I can really find the Demon God's Mausoleum. Relying on the experience of deciphering the secret text in the temple, I can also analyze the texts and murals of the Red King civilization."

Looking at the girl who has regained some vitality and can already act like a senior, Hua Yi did not refute.

"Then you continue to rest for a while, eat, drink, and chat. When you have enough energy, we will set off again."

Now Falushan is the owner of the Eye of God. Her physical fitness has been improved by several levels under the blessing of elemental power. With Hua Yi secretly condensing the power of [consciousness] to nourish her spirit, the rest she needs is not to sleep again, but to talk with people and gradually eliminate the loneliness she has endured for a long time.

Ying, who had been busy in the kitchen before, came in with a variety of food and drinks. Paimon was holding a frosted slime in his hand and eating it while flying. Holy Sword Xiaoyou was not polite and stuffed a large piece of lava chocolate cake in his mouth. 0.8

Compared to the strict Yulandel, Paimon's presence itself can liven up the atmosphere. Falusan looked at it curiously for a long time, but could not find the corresponding part of this mascot from the ancient civilization materials she knew.

Of courseIt is not a creature studied by the School of Life Theory.

An unknown species whose true identity is unknown.

A Paimon and a Holy Sword Xiaoyou, two cute little guys easily became familiar with Falushan, and after Huayi, the second person in distress who already occupied a special place in her heart, Ying and Youlan Daier became the girl's new friends.

Not ten years, nor twenty years, Falushan was trapped for even longer.

She really needs friends and needs to leave new traces in this era, so that she can accept reality with a more positive attitude after truly knowing how many years have passed. .