Chapter 254: The Captured Abyss Singer

It turns out that El Haisen is a very opinionated person.

Even after becoming the acting sage of the Zhilun School, he still insisted on the principle of not working overtime.

That night, the two met at the Lambad Tavern.

Wang Hao still drank the coconut wine as usual. He was only used to drinking this kind of sweet wine.

Elhaisen sat opposite Wang Hao. He ordered a glass of deep-colored Xumi special brew. His eyes looked deep and calm through the glass.

Despite the heavy responsibility of being a sage of the Zhilun School, he still maintained his own pace of life and principles. Wang Hao admired his calmness.

Not everyone can remain calm after being burdened with responsibilities.

After arriving at the pub, the two did not talk about any business, but mainly discussed some academic issues.

To put it bluntly, it's just chatting.

From ancient desert language to Kanreya language, from "Logical Concepts in Rune Language" to the unique form of Liyue talismans.

The two did not leave until the night fell. Elhaisen did not care whether Wang Hao had a place to stay or not, and just left.

Oh, I paid before leaving and didn’t let Wang Hao pay.

Leaving the Lambad's Tavern,
In the night, Wang Hao walked on the street.

In fact, the night in Xumi City is not dark, there are still street lights.
There were also a group of thirty people patrolling the streets, and passers-by would occasionally walk by naturally.

For example, Catherine, who is smiling in the front, looks very natural.

"He said that you came here in a private capacity, so he asked me to arrange accommodation for you."

Catherine spoke, and it was Narcida's voice.

"Thank you very much." Wang Hao nodded slightly and thanked him.

Catherine shook her head and said, "Compared to what you have done to help us, this is nothing. If you hadn't saved Him, I can't imagine what would have happened."

After a pause, she turned around and motioned Wang Hao to follow: "Come with me, we will talk while walking. I have arranged a property in the Ordinance Court. It is relatively quiet and no one will disturb us."

Following each other's footsteps, the two walked towards Baoshang Street and passed by the Adventurer's Association.

I don’t know if any adventurer noticed that Catherine was missing.

On the way,

"How do you feel about coming to Xumi this time?" Nashida asked as she led the way.

Although he has been sitting on the throne of the Grass God for five hundred years, in fact, he had little relationship with the previous Sumi and Nashida, and both were governed by the Council of Ordinances.

Only during this period of time did Nashida begin to truly rule Xumi, issuing oracles, and delivering punishments.

Nashida also wanted to know how well she was doing, whether she was up to standard, or if she had done anything wrong.

Of course, with the Great Compassionate Tree King by his side, the Tree King has actually already evaluated many things.

But the Tree King was too gentle, and Nashida was worried that he did not point out her mistakes directly.

That's why I asked Wang Hao.

After all, Wang Hao's status is no lower than theirs, and he has rich management experience.

"Very good. This time when I came to Xumi, the atmosphere was obviously much more lively. Even in the teaching courtyard, there was no longer a dull feeling. This situation proves that Xumi is thriving."

Wang Hao spoke without thinking.

This was indeed his true feeling. During his time in Hazard, he suppressed art and all sensory knowledge. Although he did not pursue absolute rationality, he did make the atmosphere in the House of Religion very depressing.

To put it bluntly, I study all day long and have no chance to relax.

Perhaps the only way to relax is to go to bars and cafes with academic partners to take a break and discuss academic matters during the break.

In this state, people are tense.

It cannot be said to be a bad thing, but it will definitely lead to an overly tense social atmosphere.

As for today's Xumi, we can see that there are still passers-by strolling around late at night, which shows that the social environment has become very relaxed.

Before in the Palace of Wisdom, Wang Hao also saw many scholars borrowing miscellaneous books instead of focusing only on professional matters.

"But some scholars say that this loose atmosphere is not conducive to research..."

Nacida said softly.

Wang Hao immediately understood what was going on. This was probably because he had just made a change and was being questioned, so he felt a little insecure.

"No matter what you do, you must relax and tense up at the same time. Being too tense is not good, and being too relaxed is not good either. This is not an extreme choice."

When faced with a problem, many people will subconsciously give themselves two choices.

Just like the problem Nashida faced,
Is a relaxed atmosphere good for Xumi? One answer is yes, and the other answer is no.

This question itself is problematic.

Many times, we should not look at problems in black and white, but should look at them dialectically.

Many problems in the world are often not simple binary oppositions.

Just like the doctrine of the mean advocated by some ancient sages, the complexity of the problem requires us to break out of the either-or mindset and adopt a more flexible and comprehensive perspective.

The question that Nashida faced, about the impact of a relaxed atmosphere on Xumi, was like the two sides of a coin. It could promote the free flow of ideas and innovation, but it could also lead to lax discipline and a decline in efficiency.

In fact, the key is to find a balance, recognize that advantages and disadvantages coexist, and seek the optimal solution on this basis.

Therefore, what Nashida should perhaps consider is how to promote a culture in Xumi that encourages free exploration while maintaining a rigorous academic atmosphere, so that scholars can enjoy the inspiration brought by a relaxed environment while contributing their wisdom in a self-disciplined and efficient manner.

Instead of worrying about whether it is good or not, or whether you want it or not.

Wang Hao told Nashida his understanding, and the god who possessed Catherine suddenly fell silent.

Because the Great Compassionate Tree King had actually given her a similar answer.

Compared to Nashida, the Great Compassionate Tree King is definitely more mature. His perspective on issues is fair and he will not go to extremes.

But Nashida was not actually satisfied with this answer. She wanted to do better, to satisfy everyone.

All we can say is that He, who had just come to power, did have that kind of ambition.

Wang Hao didn't know why Nashida was silent, but he could guess a little.

Children who want to prove themselves in front of their parents always want to do things to the best of their ability in order to receive praise.

Nashida probably also wants the Great Compassionate Tree King to see her growth.

Walking all the way to the area below the Church Order Institute, Wang Hao looked at the location and found that it was not far from Elhaisen's home.

I estimate it will take an average person about ten minutes to get there.

"This is the property of the Ordinance House. Normally, no one uses it. You can live here first. All kinds of daily necessities have just been prepared."

Nashida opened the door and introduced.

Wang Hao followed him in, looked around and nodded slightly. It was a nice little house.

"Here is the key. Take it. It will be more convenient for you to come to Xumi next time."

He handed another key to Wang Hao.

[So Xumi has a house? 】

[Does this count as a school district house for a higher education institution? ]

[That’s great. Wang Hao made a fortune.]

[It's really the strength that determines the status. A house is given directly. I'm so envious. 】

【…】

The comments seemed somewhat weird.

But Wang Hao didn't care. If someone gave him a house as a gift when he was a child, he would be very happy too.

However, for him now, things like houses are actually not important.

Even though he had no place to live, his learning of the Hutian Method was not in vain.

"Okay, I'll be leaving now. You can take a rest. Remember to come to Jingshan Palace tomorrow."

'Catherine' waved her hand and left the little house.

Sleep is really a very strange thing. Wang Hao obviously doesn't need to sleep anymore, but when night comes, he still feels sleepy as long as he has nothing to do.

Nashida prepared it very carefully, and there was a faint fragrance on the bedding that was intoxicating.

Wang Hao fell asleep quickly.

……

Barren rocks and desolate mountains.

A secret base of the Nagajuna group,

What the desert lacks the least is vast underground space.

This was once the area where the descendants of Apep, the wind-eroded sandworms, were active. They moved underground and formed a large number of tunnel spaces.

The Nagajuna group established some secret bases in some of these spaces.

These garrisons were considered one of the retreat routes for the Nagajuna group and were generally controlled by successive school leaders.

As the school leader of this generation, Xian Zhuna naturally knows these bases very well.

And now, he is also putting these bases to use.

"I don't understand, why did you do anything to it?"

Then Xianjuna looked at Zandik (the doctor's name in the House of Religious Orders) in front of him with a puzzled look.

In front of him, besides Zandik, there was also a sealed Abyss Singer. Strange energy chains imprisoned the Abyss Singer, constantly draining its power, making it unable to break free.

This is the person sent by the Abyss to seduce Xianjuna, but now he has become a prisoner.

"Tsk, you don't think that just because you have accepted the power of the abyss, you are one of them, right?"

There was some disdain under Dotore's mask, but he still explained to Naxianjuna,
"All the mother trees and spiritual light can suppress the dark pollution. If we want to use them, we must first weaken their power."

"Weakening the power..." Naxianjuna thought for a moment, then frowned slightly, "Won't that cause the black pollution to leak?"

Dottore gave him a strange look: "Are you worried about pollution leaks?"

Then Xian Zhu frowned and said nothing.

"Oh, I see. Although you hate the House of Decrees and have even been infected by the Abyss, you still recognize the glory of the Samanid Order, so you don't want the dark disaster to reappear."

"Tsk, a guy who betrayed his faith actually still cares about his past glory. It's really funny."

As Dotole spoke, he looked at Xianzhu's changing expression, and then made an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"Oh, I understand. You cared too much about your past glory, but found yourself unable to stop the decline of the Samanid Order, so you went to the other extreme..."

"That's enough. I promised you cooperation, not for you to mock me. Anyway, you have caught it now. What are you going to do next?"

Naxian Zhuna shouted, interrupting Dotole and abruptly changing the subject.

"It's very simple. The Abyss Singer is also a high-level existence in the Abyss. First, extract its original power, then erase its intelligence, cultivate it into an embryo, and then use it to stimulate the myriad mother trees..."

As he spoke, a hint of strong curiosity appeared in Dotore's eyes.

"Spiritual light is a force from heaven that can suppress pollution. If we put these two forces together, what will be the result?"

What Dotore wanted to do was to fuse the spiritual power of all the mother trees with the power of the abyss to create a god on earth.

However, this plan is not the same as what Naxian Zhu had in mind. Xue Shou’s face changed slightly: “You are different from what you said at the beginning that you would only use the power of the Ten Thousand Mother Trees and the spiritual light.”

Dotole glanced at him, revealing a trace of indifference, then shook his head slightly and said, "Don't say such low-level words. You are infected by the abyss. If you don't integrate the power of the abyss into the power system of the new god, how can you control the new god?"

"Control...the new god." Xian Zhu was stunned.

"What else? We create a new God. Are you still crawling at His feet?"

Dottore smiled disdainfully, his tone seemed somewhat sarcastic.

"No creator would prostrate himself before his creation."

"The so-called new gods are nothing more than our tools."

Naxianjuna's eyes widened, stunned by Dotore's words.

The philosophy of the Meneiya Cult is that "war is the order of Teyvat", which is already radical enough.

But facing Dotore's attitude of treating God as a tool,

Even for Naxianjuna, the head of the Samanid sect, it was difficult to accept.

Too radical.

But even though his colleagues found it hard to accept, Xian Zhu was also a little excited.

If he could really control a new god, wouldn't it be easy to lead the cult to greatness again?

"how should I do?"

So, Xianzhuna softened towards Zandike.

"I will settle accounts with this arrogant guy after I control the new god."

Looking into Naxianjuna's eyes, Dotole smiled. He knew what the other person was thinking, but he didn't care.

When it comes to conspiracy and intrigue, he never loses to anyone.

"Ah, you self-righteous fellow, plotting against the great abyss, the shadow of death will continue to hang over you."

The Abyss Singer, bound by energy chains, listened to their arrogant and blasphemous remarks and uttered shrill curses.

I thought that I could gain the power of spiritual light by bewitching the head of this group, and thus open the seal.

Unexpectedly, I was caught.

He didn't even have time to use his escape skills and was tied up tightly.

"Then you don't have to worry about it. Just be good and become the cornerstone of the new god. You should feel honored."

Dotole glanced at the Singer of the Abyss, and seeing that he seemed to want to say some curse words, he was too lazy to pay attention. He stretched out his hand and grasped it. The chains bound to the Singer of the Abyss suddenly tightened, draining the Singer's strength like a pump.

A monster that was a disaster to mortals was knocked unconscious by the blow.

"I will prepare it and make it into a new embryo, and you, Mr. Xueshou, I need a flower spirit to guide the power of spiritual light."

After dealing with the Singer of the Abyss, Dotole looked at Naxianjuna again.

Flower spirits are born from spiritual light and nectar,

The divine bird Simoger sacrificed itself, and its spiritual light was scattered in the nectar and living water, forming hundreds of spiritual lights, and the flower spirit is one of them.
They can be considered as the flower god's descendant from another generation.

"Well, no problem, I'll bring it back to you as soon as possible."

That Xianjuna answered quickly.

They have always been in contact with the flower spirits. Although the flower spirits are generally unwilling to pay attention to these humans, sometimes there are always one or two special guys.

As soon as Dotore opened his mouth, Xianzhu had already thought of the goal.

Silusha, an innocent flower spirit.

"Then I'll wait for your news."

Dotole smiled, picked up the Abyss Singer on the ground with one hand, and walked into the depths of the base.

Then Xianzhu stood there, thought for a while, and then turned and left.

……

One night passed,
Wang Hao rested very well in the quiet environment of Xumi City.

The next morning, the first ray of sunlight came in through the gaps in the curtains, forming spots of light in the room.
Wang Hao woke up from his sleep. The silence of the night made the air around him filled with the faint fragrance of plants and trees.
I have to say that in terms of air quality, Xumi is definitely the best among the seven countries, probably only Mondstadt can compare to it.

When I opened the window, a breeze blew across my face, bringing a hint of coolness, and occasionally I could hear people chattering.

Although there was no dirt, Wang Hao still did a simple wash before going out.

I came to Xumi yesterday and talked with Elhaisen for most of the day, which was considered to be a slack time for the Great Compassion Tree King.

Nashida also said yesterday that we should remember to go to Jingshan Palace today, so Wang Hao naturally wouldn’t be left out for another day.

As luck would have it, to get to the Jingshan Palace, you need to pass through the Jiaoling Courtyard, and to get through the Jiaoling Courtyard, you need to pass through the Elhaisen House first.
When passing by Elhaisen's house, Wang Hao happened to see his door open, and then... a yellow-haired man came out.

"Oh, it's Kavi, long time no see." Wang Hao waved his hand.

Kavi was shocked when he sneaked out of the house, thinking that his secret of staying at Elhaisen's house had been seen by someone.

The voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. He turned around and saw it was Wang Hao. A hint of recollection flashed in his eyes, and then he suddenly said, "Oh, it's you, the messenger from Liyue."

After recognizing Wang Hao, Kavi breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was not a colleague from the Ministry of Education.

As for Wang Hao, the last time we met, I knew he lived in Elhaisen's house.

"Are you going to the Teaching Court?" Wang Hao asked with a smile.

Kavi closed the door, then walked a few steps outside, away from Elhaisen's house, and then answered, "Yes, I just finished a project, and I have been free recently. I plan to read some books in the Church Order."

"Oh, then let's go together? I'm going there too." Wang Hao invited.

Kawi naturally wouldn't refuse: "Okay."

On the way, Wang Hao and Kavi were talking, and the conversation turned to Kavi's major.

"Kavi, if scholars like you want to go abroad to do research, such as planning a town of at least 100,000 people, what kind of process is needed?"

"A town of one hundred thousand people!" Kavi's eyes widened. This was a big job.

However, he still ensured his professionalism.

"That depends on the nature of the town. Is it just for living, or does it have some special attributes?"

"For example, if a town is close to a rainforest and people need to obtain resources from the rainforest, then the construction of the town needs to take into account the issue of maintaining rainforest resources and not destroy the rainforest."

Kavi explained to Wang Hao very seriously.

"Well, what if it's an island?"

"Islands? That requires more consideration." As it concerns his own expertise, Kavi spoke with great interest.
"This requires first assessing the geological stability of the island and preventing the risks of natural disasters such as sea level rise, typhoons, and tsunamis. At the same time, considering the climate characteristics of the island, whether it is often affected by hurricanes, and whether there are sufficient water resources, etc., which is crucial for infrastructure design."

"Once all the information is available, we can proceed to the next step of planning, such as transportation connectivity, natural resource utilization and protection, water resource management, disaster prevention and mitigation systems. Oh, and generally islands also have to consider waste disposal and recycling."

Kavi talked excitedly all the way and Wang Hao kept nodding his head. This guy is indeed professional.

Arriving at the gate of the Church of the Immaculate Conception, Kavi stopped talking with a feeling of wanting more.

"I have something to do today. Let's do this. I'll come find you in a few days." Wang Hao said.

Kavi was stunned: "Is there really such a project?"

He thought it was just Wang Hao chatting with him. After all, it was not easy to get a project for a town with a population of 100,000.

As he spoke, a glimmer of hope emerged in Kavi's heart. If this was a real order, not only would he be able to pay back the money, but he would also be able to make a fortune.

"Of course, don't take any projects recently. Wait for my news."

Wang Hao smiled and waved, then walked towards the top of the sacred tree.

Kavi stood there in a daze. It took him a while to react. He frowned and decided to postpone the next research task.

He didn't know Wang Hao, but he believed that Elhaisen's friend would not be a braggart.

(End of this chapter)