Genshin Impact: What should I do if I become my own character? !

Chapter 577 Welcome Ceremony

When it comes to plant problems, there are always a lot of questions.

“So why are these plants there?”

The other party was holding a pen and asking seriously.

"This kind of plant is usually grown hydroponically there. Of course, if it is in a relatively humid place, you can also consider planting it in soil. It can be considered a relatively special plant that needs a lot of water to maintain its daily survival."

After checking the status of the plant, he touched the outermost petals with his hand, and then slowly injected the grass element into the plant: "This plant should be the best one, right? The others should be gone... It will take more time to cultivate, and it should be able to return to normal. What I mean is that we can try to cultivate special plants. Of course, this is very difficult."

I think it takes a lot of time, money and research to change the state of this plant, and it may not be cultivated until death. However, this plant can bear fruit in one year, which means it can be slightly faster, at least much faster than those that take 2 to 3 years to leave seeds.

"Thank you very much. I still have many questions to ask..."

"I understand your desire to do research, but can you please ask me some important questions first? I will be staying here for a long time, probably one to two months, so don't be too anxious."

After saying this, he didn't dwell too much on what had just happened and picked out a few of the most dangerous and important things.

After finishing the story, I started to feel a little bored with the flower I had been holding in my hand. This was because the other party was actually pretending. I stared at this cute little guy. Well, I really think the other party is cute. Although the flames will burn my hands.

"Miss Norlinghi?"

"Call me teacher. I am old enough to be called a lady."

Of course it didn't matter if I was called like this before I was 25 years old. But it's a pity that a person over 100 years old is still called like a little girl, which is still a bit uncomfortable. In fact, I don't like being called like that by others, which makes me look down on others.

"Okay, teacher! The most important thing is about tree inoculation, right? How can we make those trees grow stronger?"

The sun has completely set, and the world has fallen into darkness. The desert at night is a little too cold...

"Let's talk about it tomorrow. I have to settle this little guy first."

The nectar of this monster is a very good alchemical material and has certain practical value. It has a certain intelligence, and its intelligence is not the lowest among monsters. It cannot speak, but it also understands body language and how to respond...

"From today on, you will live quietly in the flowerpot. Understand?"

He exuded a powerful aura, and the murderous aura scared the clever monster so much that it shrank back into the flowerpot. That's right, that's it.

"Remember to create a flower on your head, a Sumeru rose, quickly!"

With a coercive tone, intelligence is exceptionally quick when forced into a desperate situation, and it really conjured up a nice flower. Although it was not the flower you wanted, the bright red petals made people feel very comfortable.

"What a fool. Well, I'm also a fool after telling you so much..." Nuolinxi thought so and laughed softly. Her long hair had already fallen to her waist. The gentle wind blew her hair up, bringing the bone-chilling coldness of the desert...

The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is ridiculously large, but it doesn’t matter, as long as I’m healthy, otherwise I might feel uncomfortable…

"It's so cold..."

There was a faint pain in my chest, and my heart seemed to be aching as well. Why did I feel cold? Why was I unhappy? There were too many questions in the world, and too many endings...

"Hello?"

I heard a knock on the door. The sound was not loud, but it was particularly loud in the quiet place. I walked to the door and slowly opened it. Before opening it, I coughed twice gently to make some sound to let him know that I was opening the door.

"What's wrong?"

"Well, since it's our first day here, we've prepared a welcome ceremony, so would you like to have a drink together and then a nice meal?"

Many scholars are not willing to attend these gatherings because they are a bit too noisy. Generally speaking, unless there is something of interest, most of the scholars here will stay quietly in their own territory, looking around constantly.

"Of course. Come to think of it, I've never been here before. It feels a bit magical..."

As he spoke, he smiled warmly. Okay, I admit that I am really good at smiling, especially in this kind of situation. A gentle smile can make the other person let down more than 90% of their guard. It is really good...

"Then come on!"

The other party began to introduce this place. After nightfall, the street lamps on the city road, which seemed quiet but was actually bustling, were burning with flames.

There is no shortage of dry firewood in the desert. If you were somewhere else, you would wake up laughing in your dreams if you saw something like tumbleweeds that could deliver dry firewood to your doorstep...

I followed everyone to the celebration venue. Everyone seemed very happy. Drinks were already being served and some people began playing different music. I couldn't play music or dance, I could only dance with swords, so did I have to dance?

"You can go up and perform any talent you have. Of course, this is not necessary, but everyone thinks it will be more lively this way!"

Looking at everyone singing and dancing, he smiled, put his sword on his waist, and walked up.

There was no mistake in the sword dancing. He took out the sword and started dancing to the passionate music.

The moves were bone-chilling, as if someone was holding a knife to one's neck, but the overall look was beautiful, as if someone was using a sword to catch every falling snowflake in the icy snow, and then displaying the beauty of the snowflakes...

Many Xumi people have never seen snow in their lives, so they would not understand why such a performance was performed, but the beauty of the sword moves and the murderous intent they implied could be understood.

At the end, there was gentle applause from the audience, then he smiled and walked away.

The sword was put back to its original place. As expected, he was still not good at using other people's swords. This sword specially used for performances was very light, a little too light...

I'm not very good with this sword.