Original God's Dark Priest

"There is nothing groundless. Since there are rumors, there must be evidence." Safir didn't care. She walked slowly down the platform, "It's just that such rumors appear in the void. What kind of mentality does the uploader have? It’s a bit intriguing.”

Not many people know about her deeds. Whether it is Mondstadt or Liyue Daozhi, her actions only contact high-level officials. Those who come into contact with her have no chance of spreading such boring information. Then the identity of the person who sent the information , quite easy to guess.

Safire couldn't help but smile. Some people were anxious, but it was no use.

"Abatuyi, are you still in the Order House now?" She no longer cared about the news and asked about Abatuyi instead.

Abatuyi was stunned for a moment, then composed himself: "Actually, I have already left the Order Academy. No, I can't say that. It should be said that I was kicked out."

Thinking about his own affairs, he looked a little gloomy. As a scholar, the most unacceptable thing is that the research results cannot be affirmed.

There is a limit to generating electricity for love. He is a driven person. Unfortunately, even if he sacrifices his own life, the result he has made is only a semi-finished product like Kakata. If you think about it carefully, it is quite a failure.

Safire rolled his eyes: "Expelled from the Order?"

Abatuyi shook his head. In fact, no one drove him away, but...he smiled bitterly: "Forget it, it's not important. Anyway, I will never return to the Order."

He has decided to leave here after a while. He has not decided where to go. Anyway, he will not stay here. He may choose to do something meaningful and try his best to improve Kakata while ensuring his survival. Modifications.

This is all he pursues.

"Are you interested in joining the Fools?" Safire suddenly said, his black eyes seemed to have a strange magic power, making Abatui couldn't bear to look away.

He is a smart man and understands that Safier cannot save him out of pure kindness. He also knew that he had no position to refuse. There was no way to repay the favor of saving his life. So what if the other party tried to repay the favor?

He didn't answer immediately. After a few seconds of silence, he spoke: "Why?"

"What?" Safire walked to Abatui's studio and flipped through his research notes casually. These were his most precious things that ordinary people would never have the chance to see.

Abatuyi didn't care that she was looking through his notes and added: "They all think that I am a madman. The research I do is taboo and impossible to succeed. Even so, you still want me to do it..." He didn't know What should I say? Does joining the Fools count as working for them?

Safir happened to turn to a page that recorded the instinct drive module. She read it with interest and said smoothly: "Are you crazy? Since you know me, you must also know that most people evaluate me in the same way. I don't care if it's taboo or not, I just want to meet my expectations.

Your research is valuable, and success is not impossible, because I have indeed seen machines with self-awareness. "

"This! How is it possible?" Abatuyi was shocked. Safire had actually seen a machine with self-awareness? Does such technology really exist in this world?

Seemingly seeing through his thoughts, Safire put down the research notes in his hand and poured cold water on it: "It's not from this world."

"Ah?" Abatuyi was confused. Has this person like Qing visited other worlds?

Seeing him, Safire shrugged: "It's not entirely accurate to say that you are joining the Fools. Anyway, I hope you can help me do things. I will give you sufficient funds and support. What you need to do is to continue what you are doing." Research.

I also understand the art of mechanism. What I want is a mechanical golem for combat that has the ability to learn and has self-awareness. Does it sound crazy? In fact, such technology has already taken shape in Fontaine. I will take you to Fontaine to see it in the future. I hope you can develop something more powerful than those things. "

"It doesn't sound easy." Abatuyi thought for a moment and came to his own conclusion.

Safire smiled slightly: "If it were easy, I wouldn't look for you, right?"

"I really don't know whether I should feel honored for your trust or feel scared about it." Abatuyi was helpless. He finally knew that the girl in front of him seemed much crazier than him.

Safir waved his hand: "It's an honor to be honest. So, have you thought about it? Agree or reject?"

"Do I still have a choice?" Abatuyi smiled bitterly. The other party pulled him out of the abyss of death. Naturally, he couldn't refuse. Otherwise, if the other party was unhappy, he could pull him back at any time. Push back.

Seeing his heroic self-sacrifice, Safire's mouth twitched: "Don't look like this, you are treated well here, at least..." She looked around and looked at the surrounding caves, "At least you don't have to stay In such a simple place, I am about to die of illness and no one cares about me.”

"Okay, that's it. Needless to say, I'll just join." Abatuyi was a little embarrassed. He didn't think there was anything wrong with this before. "Momentary adversity is also suffering that must be experienced. If you want to succeed, you must endure hardship." Okay."

Safir sneered: "I've only heard that what you eat will make you better. I really don't know what hardship can make you feel better." Because the hardships she has endured have turned into painful lessons, and she is never willing to experience them again. Suffering.

The two reached an agreement, and Abatui officially became a researcher of the Fools. Logically speaking, he should belong to Sandone or Dotore's subordinates, but Safire did not do so.

Needless to say, Dotore, she also understands the true face of Sandone. A person without empathy will definitely not treat his subordinates well. Like Kun Feng, she puts Abatui among her troops. In this way, if anything happens in the future, she can find the other party as soon as possible.

Abatuyi packed up his things and took Kakata to Vimo Village.

It is safe there for the time being, and Trofen is also there. Abatuyi can understand his philosophy through Trofen.

After taking care of Abatui's matter, the next step is to go to Xumi City to see Xi'er.

Safire was alone again, walking lightly towards Xumi City.

In Xumi City, the scene is still the same as usual. People are bustling with people. Scholars, businessmen, mercenaries and all kinds of people are doing their own things, as if their lives have always been so peaceful.

But there is an invisible undercurrent.

"Strange... the power of faith is less than expected. This shouldn't be the case." Dotore muttered to himself as he looked at the collected data.

Scaramucci stood next to him with a sarcastic look on his face: "Are you sure you're not mistaken? Or maybe the people in this city don't actually support the 'God of Grass' as much as they expected?"

"The Grass God and the Little Lucky Grass King are not the same thing, Scaramucci." Dotore retorted, "Just like you are not the Thunderbolt General."

"You!" Scaramucci immediately felt extremely angry. Dotore clearly knew what he cared about most, but still exposed his scars. This was obviously to deliberately anger him.

But he quickly calmed down and said with a sneer: "I will watch your death carefully."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

When he passed by the door, he glanced at the masked girl standing like a doll, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

After he walked away, the masked girl's calm voice sounded: "Do you need to erase it?"

"Can you kill him?" Dotore was very patient with the girl and asked with a chuckle.

The girl paused for a while, as if thinking, and then said decisively: "It won't be much more troublesome than dismantling a doll."

"What about the situation without the help of Original Sin?" Dotore raised an eyebrow.

The girl shook her head: "I don't understand why original sin is not available."

"Hehehehe..." Dotore chuckled, "No need, he is still useful." This girl is naturally a slice of Saphir, but she has completely lost her original self. Now she has been transformed by Dotore into A puppet that only takes orders from him.

Although they were slices, the difference between the two was so great that even Dotore doubted the results of the experiment.

Sapphire's abilities were relatively clear to Dotore. He originally thought that the abilities of the girl in front of him and Sapphires should be quite similar, if not exactly the same. However, during the training process, he discovered that he was wrong. How wrong it is.

He could hardly find a trace of Safire in this girl's body. Apart from the same appearance, the abilities were vastly different.

Safir has the attribute of Holy Light. Unless she is in assassination mode, her aggressiveness is weak and she focuses more on assistance and healing.

But this slice has no healing ability at all. Although the skill also has an effect similar to that of a cross, it is black and reversed, and has nothing to do with being holy.

The state corresponding to Sapphire's assassination mode was even weirder. He still remembered the death of the slice he used to fight her.

It felt uncomfortable to be pinched and exploded by a huge claw that suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. Although the strength of that slice was indeed relatively weak, being killed in such an understatement also made him feel humiliated.

Fortunately, he quickly figured out that he should be happy that his work could show such strength.

The more Dotore thought about it, the happier he became. He couldn't help but reach out and touch the girl's head: "Aphrola, if you were half as obedient as you, our cooperation would be extremely pleasant."

"Aphrola...Saphire..." An imperceptible coldness flashed through the girl's empty eyes. She looked at Dotore, then returned to her original state after two seconds and stopped talking.

Dotore didn't pay attention to her changes and continued to be intoxicated with the research of the God of Opportunity: "Scaramucci is a fool, but the blasphemy cannot be stopped, and the faith has failed to meet expectations, so we can only increase the intensity of harvesting..."

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In a sanatorium in Xumi City, a man wearing green scholar's uniform opened a door and walked in slowly: "Gulab, how are you feeling today?"

Before the man arrived, the voice came first, and his clear voice expressed that he was in a good mood.

The Gulab he mentioned was obviously the man lying in bed in the room. The man was wearing yellow uniform, leaning on the bedside, holding a pen and a notebook in his hand, and was writing and drawing.

Hearing the man's voice, Gulab put down the paper and pen in his hand, chuckled and asked, "How are things going? Gavivida."

The man named Gavivida then walked to the bedside: "It's okay. Many people are very interested in Seven Saints Summoning. I tried to recommend it to them and teach them how to play. The acceptance rate was very high, and because the gameplay is not good, I tried to recommend it to them. It’s so complex that even a child can understand it.”

Gulab smiled and listened to him, obviously this result was what he expected.

After Gavivida finished speaking, he looked at Gulab's notebook again and found that there was an image of a woman with wings drawn on it, but there was no face drawn on it.

"What is this? A new card? Why not draw a face?" He was very confused. Gulab's drawing level was still very high, but he did not have the habit of downplaying the face to highlight other details.

Gulab nodded: "I want to design a card for the recent dream, but I...ah, I can't draw the feeling in the dream. I have tried many times. No matter how I draw, I always feel that this face is not worthy of it. It’s the feeling I’ve been dreaming about.”

Gavivida frowned and thought carefully, then shook his head: "Sorry, I can't help you on this point. I've never had such a dream, and I really can't figure out what to do."

"It doesn't matter, it's a good thing not to dream." Gulab said, his eyes darkened, "Recently, I wrote some letters and communicated with people who had the same experience as me. They said that they had done similar things. dream."

"You mean?" Gavivida looked solemn. The meaning of Gulab's words was obvious. He was healthy, so he did not have such a dream. People who had such dreams had one thing in common.

diseased state. Or if we analyze it more carefully, it turns out that most of them are people suffering from Demon Scale Disease.

"The golden dream eased my pain. I am very grateful for it. Similarly, I am also very contradictory. When I was on the verge of despair, the one who saved me was not the God of Grass." Gulab said, looking at himself Painted pictures.

Sumeru people can't dream, but now, they can, but only for those who are sick, especially those with magic scale disease.

They tacitly agreed not to reveal this discovery, but the originally firm beliefs in their hearts quietly changed.

The conversation between Gulab and Gavivida was going on, and on the other side, Safire had arrived at Sumeru City.

She stood at the gate of the city, stretched her body, and said to herself: "Speaking of which, this can be regarded as a return to the old place, right? I hope I won't be discovered by Dotore."

After saying that, she raised her feet and was about to walk in, but was blocked by a person. Looking at the tall figure blocking her, Safire was confused: "What are you doing?"

Elhaysen glanced at her sideways and said dullly: "Follow me."

Then he turned and left. Safire was confused, but had to follow quickly. As he walked, he asked: "What's going on, Elhaysen? Is there anything you can't say that you can't talk about on the road? Why are you so mysterious?"

The two of them quickly arrived at the Lambard Tavern. Alhaysen opened a private room and pulled Safire in.

Although this guy is a weak academic, he has real tendons. He suddenly pulled him like this, and Safire almost lost his balance.

Arriving at the door of the box, Elhaysen pushed Safier in. He looked around to make sure no one else noticed him, then stepped out and entered the box, and then locked the door.

Seeing Elhaysen locking the door, Safire's eyes widened: "I'm warning you, although I don't look tall, I can still beat you like this. I know what it means to be forty without being confused." ?

If you come to forty like this, I won't hesitate to fight them. "

Hearing Saffir's nonsense, Elhaysen's face turned dark, but he still suppressed the thought of complaining, stared into the other person's eyes and said: "That angel, is it your fault?"

Safir's heart tightened, but his face remained calm: "What angel? I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Still pretending to be stupid." Elhaysen sneered, "This happened after you came to Xumi. Do you dare to say that it has nothing to do with you?"

"But... I had already left at that time." Safire frowned and distanced himself from the relationship.

Unexpectedly, Elhaysen sneered: "So, you know exactly what happened when, right? Don't tell me that Tinari told you, he will never reveal this to you. every detail."

Safire was stunned, and he was so broken that he didn't bring it upon himself.