novelhk Chapter 158 Breakfast
Chapter 158 Breakfast
A hundred years ago, a well-known secret circulated in the Church of Christ.
As the first rays of sunlight fall upon Teyvat in the morning, a figure will always appear in the library of the Palace of Wisdom, carrying a cup of coffee and a large stack of ancient books.
She is none other than the renowned genius girl, Falusan, who is known to everyone in the Academy today.
If you're lucky enough, you might have the chance to ask her a question or two, but be aware that this young woman's temperament may not be as gentle as her appearance.
However, there is one prerequisite: you must be willing to sacrifice a little of the sleep time that is already squeezed out by papers and research projects.
Aside from the dark and gloomy days spent in the Red King's Mausoleum, a beautiful morning was often the busiest time for the young girl.
Of course, today is no exception.
"Ha...uh..."
Warm sunlight filtered through the thin fabric of the tent and fell on her face. Still sleepy, Farusan rubbed her eyes uncomfortably and let out a long yawn.
Although I'm always a little reluctant... it's time to get up.
I think I slept well last night.
Farusan sat up slightly, her long, smooth, sky-blue hair cascading lightly over her shoulders as she moved.
The girl shook her head, which was still a little dizzy from the hangover, and turned her head. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mu Feng still sleeping peacefully in the quilt beside her.
She pursed her lips slightly and reached into her pocket to touch several pieces of parchment.
So, everything last night wasn't a dream.
So to say……
Farusan's eyes dimmed slightly, but she quickly regained her usual brilliance.
She still had many things to do, such as repairing Tamimi's self-generating device, and going back to the Order House to collect the royalties she owed for a hundred years.
Life goes on, and Farusan's story is far from over.
Totamimi's family and friends sent her final greetings across a century, not to let her remain trapped in guilt over the past.
She was grateful that in the past, there was always a group of people who loved her deeply, which gave her the courage to face life again a hundred years later.
As for now...
Farusan glanced subtly at the sleeping boy beside her, then turned her head away, her face slightly flushed.
She didn't know why this guy knew her so well, as if he could see right through her.
And this well-intentioned but misplaced kindness... Hmph.
Fine, I'll just have to owe him another favor.
Including the time he saved me, I realized that I had indeed troubled him quite a bit without even realizing it.
"I really don't know who the senior is..."
Farusan mumbled something, but gently pulled the blanket up for the other person.
These days, young people, even when the sun is high in the sky, still don't think about getting out of bed.
Hmph... And besides, knowing full well that the senior was in a bad mood last night, she still told the senior such a... sad story, clearly wanting to see the senior make a fool of herself...
Thinking of this, the girl's cheeks flushed slightly.
However, considering that she took care of her senior last night, she will be in charge of making breakfast today.
Don't underestimate the wilderness survival skills of the predecessors of the Order of the Nation from over a hundred years ago.
Farusan quietly opened the tent flap, and the warm sunlight, carried by the slightly dry desert breeze, shone on her face, causing the girl to immediately reveal a knowing smile.
Good morning, Fiona.
Welcome back.
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Half an hour later, Mu Feng, who had just gotten up, was also fortunate enough to eat a special dish made by Senior Falushan: traditional coconut charcoal cakes.
"How is it? Is the taste to your liking?"
Farusian sat on a tree stump nearby, warming her hands over the charcoal fire, and asked in a seemingly casual manner.
In fact, the girl's frequent, furtive glances at the other person's reactions betrayed her true feelings.
"Of course, Farusan's craftsmanship is excellent."
"It's just as good as the coconut charcoal cakes in the Grand Bazaar."
Mu Feng noticed Farusan's gaze and thoughtfully gave her high praise.
Caring for elderly people living alone starts with me.
Farusan turned her head slightly, crossed her arms a little awkwardly, and seemed somewhat unaccustomed to such direct praise.
"Hmm...of course, this is my exclusive secret recipe...and you should call me senior."
However, the girl's bright yellow eyes curved into a slight smile, clearly pleased with Mu Feng's praise.
Mu Feng readily agreed, "Okay, sweetie."
Farusan nodded in satisfaction, but something still felt a little off. Was it just her imagination?
The pleasant breakfast continued for a while, but Farusian seemed to be hesitating about something. After considering it for a moment, she suddenly seemed to have made up her mind and asked:
"Judging from your attire, although it differs somewhat from that of a hundred years ago, you should be a scholar from the Order of the Church, right?"
Mu Feng put down the coconut charcoal cake in his hand with a puzzled look. Although he didn't understand Farusan's intention, he still nodded.
Farussan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. She gently crossed her arms and turned her tense face slightly to the side.
"Seriously, would you consider becoming my student?"
This question was not a spur-of-the-moment thought. During her time recuperating in Aru Village, Farusan had casually glanced at the various documents in Mu Feng's backpack, including many obscure and difficult ancient texts that even she had to carefully study.
The requirement to be proficient in twenty languages to graduate is not just a joke for researchers of ancient scripts or mechanical systems.
The fact that the other party had the idea of personally coming to the desert to conduct research shows that they have a passionate pursuit of academic knowledge.
This guy seems to be a promising talent.
The senior was very satisfied, and then, for the first time ever, he had the idea of taking on a disciple, but...
Only Fiona herself knows how much personal motive was involved.
Seemingly realizing her question was a bit abrupt, she quickly tried to cover it up, her tone still a little hurried:
"There are many benefits to following me, such as... first-hand research data from the Crimson King Organization."
"Also, I'm a senior member of the Order of the Order, so my research funding is naturally not lacking... probably not."
At this point, the girl glanced away slightly, feeling a little guilty, while silently praying that the academic officials in charge of this generation of funding would be understanding.
After all, securing funding is not exactly their forte.
Mu Feng hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment.
What, you mean Hazard?
Who is that? I really don't know them.
A greasy old man who exploits his employees every day versus a delicate and arrogant senior. Mu Feng suddenly felt that going against the grain and going against the grain... the epistemological school was the direction of his future research.
Goodbye, Hazard. I hope you enjoyed your roles over the years.
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