Genshin Impact: What? The one we need to save is Fukaros

The rain forest of Xumi is vast and stretches northward until it meets the vast ocean. On the other side of the ocean is the ever-changing Fontainebleau.

As trade with Fontaineland became increasingly prosperous, the once desolate and deserted port of Baida gradually regained its vitality and became more and more lively.

In a simple bungalow, Lin Yide lay leisurely in a chair, reading the intelligence and information sent by the guards.

This information and data gave him a deeper and more comprehensive understanding of Xumi.

In a broad sense, Sumeru includes rainforests and deserts, but in daily life, Sumeru usually refers only to the rainforest, which is separated from the desert.

The Ministry of Education is an authoritative institution that integrates politics, religion and academia, and it is in charge of all affairs of Xumi.

However, when academia is tainted with politics, it is no longer pure.

Over the past century, Xumi's academic community has not been able to achieve any breakthrough achievements, and is now far behind the pace of the Fontainebleau Academy of Sciences.

Academic stagnation is one thing, but what is more serious is the widespread academic fraud and plagiarism.

Today's Xumi has essentially become the territory of academic dictatorship, and the great sage Azar, who holds all the power, is exercising a dictatorial rule.

Thinking of this, a cold smile appeared on Lin Yide's lips. He would not let this guy go easily.

At this time, the door was gently pushed open, and the dusty Lei Dapao and Fengyuan Manye walked in one after another.

Lei Dapao walked up to Lin Yide and said with a face full of resentment: "The desert is really not a place for people to stay. Besides the yellow sand all over the sky, there are poisonous snakes and wild beasts, and the Gilded Brigade who come here from time to time to seek death."

Lin Yide chuckled and said teasingly, "Didn't you take the initiative to strongly request to go on a field trip? Why, do you regret it now?"

Lei Dapao was speechless for a moment. He really didn't expect that the environment for this field mission would be so harsh. He and Wan Ye had been eating sand in the desert for half a month and it was simply unbearable.

Seeing this, Lin Yide stopped teasing him and turned to look at Fengyuan Manye and asked, "So, what is the current situation of the desert people?"

Fengyuan Manye narrated slowly: "The desert people are divided into two main categories based on their beliefs, the Red King Tribe and the Flower God Tribe.

The main settlement of the Chiwang tribe is Aru Village and the surrounding areas. Most of them still maintain their faith in the Chiwang. They miss the Golden Kingdom under the Chiwang's rule, but also yearn for a peaceful and prosperous life.

The Flower God tribe is mainly divided into three tribes, scattered in the thousands of ravines and sands. They no longer believe in the Flower God, but believe in the primitive and barbaric law of survival.

The desert people who have recently sneaked into Fontaine are mainly from this group. They will do anything for their own benefit, and are barbaric and ignorant. "

Lin Yide nodded, and then asked a question that concerned him more: "Have you found Gabriel and his daughter?"

Fengyuan Manye shook his head bitterly and replied, "Lei Dapao and I have been searching the desert for half a month, but there is still no trace of them.

All we know is that they are escorting a scholar to explore the remains of the Red King, and they will be resting in Aru Village soon."

Lin Yide did not blame Fengyuan Manye and Lei Dapao. He knew that looking for two people in the vast desert was like looking for a needle in a haystack. The difficulty could be imagined.

He said gently, "Thank you and Lei Dapao for your hard work. Go and rest for a while. Your tasks will be very heavy in the future."

"Yes." Fengyuan Manye replied, and then left the room with Lei Dapao.

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In the Decree Court, Secretary Elhaisen walked through the long corridor with steady steps and finally arrived at the door of the Sages' Meeting Room.

Standing outside the meeting room door, he could vaguely hear the quarrel coming from inside.

Just as he was about to enter the meeting room, the edict officer Uday, who was standing at the door, blocked his way.

"I'm sorry, Secretary Alhaisen, you cannot attend this sages' meeting." Uday said apologetically.

Hearing this answer, Elhaisen frowned even more tightly. "Recording the minutes of the Sages' Meeting is the duty of the clerk, and it is also our right. According to the rules of the Decree House, you cannot stop me."

However, Uday did not move aside. “I’m sorry, this is the intention of the great sage Azar. Please don’t make things difficult for me.” His tone was full of helplessness.

Elhaisen's expression became even colder. He asked, "In the House of Decrees, can Azar's will override the rules?"

Uday was at a loss for words when he heard this.

Although this was indeed the reality, he couldn't say it publicly and could only stand there awkwardly.

Elhaisen didn't bother with it any further, he just turned around and left.

After returning to his office, he sat in a chair and fell into deep thought.

About half a year ago, obvious abnormalities began to appear in the House of Religious Orders, and the top brass seemed to be carrying out a secret plan.

He made many attempts to find out the specific contents of the plan.

However, the higher-ups had long been wary of him, and all his attempts were in vain.

Just as he was thinking hard, trying to find a breakthrough, a line of words suddenly appeared in his mind: "Any instructions issued by the Great Sage Azar must be carried out unconditionally."

These words were like a brand, deeply engraved in his mind.

Elhaisen sensed all of this. He angrily slammed the tabletop and cursed in a low voice: "Hazard, this bastard!"

At the same time, in the Sages' Conference Room, all the quarrels had disappeared, replaced by a depressing silence.

"The God-making Project is extremely important, and there should be only one voice." Azar, who was sitting in the main seat, looked around, his eyes swept across the other sages with different expressions, "And the owner of this voice is me, the Great Sage Azar!"