Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Chapter 163 Demon Scale Disease

"Ahem... I mean, Senior Farusan's new look today suits your temperament very well."

Seeing that Farusan had silently raised her bow and arrow once again, Mu Feng coughed twice and changed the subject about how to address her without batting an eye.

The Great Wind Mechanism should be in Sumeru City, not in the desert, and certainly not on the head of his always respectful and exemplary student.

Farusan rolled her eyes at Mu Feng. She was indeed a little older, but not to the point that she couldn't hear the way someone addressed her with disrespect.

But considering how diligently he had prepared breakfast today, the magnanimous senior decided to temporarily forgive the student's minor, harmless rudeness.

only……

Farusan stretched out her index finger and twirled her long, sky-blue hair that cascaded over her shoulder, looking somewhat troubled.

Perhaps in the rush of getting up this morning, or perhaps it was accidentally dropped during yesterday's long journey, the hair tie that should have been lying securely in her pocket has disappeared without a trace.

Although the hair tie wasn't a valuable item, it was one of the few things she had brought from her former home.

The vast desert makes finding a seemingly insignificant hair tie virtually impossible, like finding a needle in a haystack.

Thinking of this, the girl couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness, as if, without realizing it, her former home had drifted further and further away from her.

Suddenly, the bizarre dream from last night abruptly resurfaced in Farusan's mind.

As she drifted further and further away from her family and friends in complete darkness, amidst indistinct faces and faint calls, a strange feeling suddenly welled up within her.

Did she really overlook something, or was she just overthinking it?

Like a ball of yarn flying everywhere, she seemed to have caught the end of the thread, or perhaps the seemingly messy ball of yarn was just an illusion caused by her excessive tension.

"Senior Farusan, the barbecue is ready."

A skewer of steaming barbecue was handed to Farusan, instantly snapping her out of her chaotic thoughts, and she couldn't help but give a wry smile.

It was just a dream. Perhaps due to the mental trauma caused by being trapped in the Red King's trap for hundreds of years because of a mistake, she seemed to have become somewhat mentally oversensitive.

Farusan picked up the wooden skewer in her hand. The tender, juicy scorpion meat, along with the stimulating aroma of spices, entered her mouth, and the girl's chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down.

Perhaps I'm just worrying unnecessarily.

……

After a simple breakfast, Mu Feng and Farusan packed up their tents, extinguished the campfire in the camp, and headed towards the valley ahead once again.

Even though it was a morning when the weather was starting to get hot, the valley still had a lingering coolness from the night before, and the towering cliffs blocked out the sunlight, making it feel as if you had instantly traveled from daytime back to night.

"Can a qualified hospital really be found in a place like this?"

Farusan looked around at the gnarled, bare trees hidden in the shadows, and gently pulled down the pitifully short sleeves of her dress at the shoulders.

I thought the destination would be a hot, sandy desert or a desert oasis near a water source, but I never expected that there would be such a dark and cold valley in the desert.

Senior Falushan made a mistake in packing.

Just as the girl was feeling annoyed, a soft silk coat was gently draped over her shoulders.

"Here you are, Senior Falushan."

Farusan subconsciously tightened her coat. She turned her head and saw Mu Feng taking out warm clothes one by one from the internal space of the Eye of God, as if he had prepared in advance.

I didn't expect this guy to be so considerate.

In this light, she has managed to get a decent student, unlike those dull-witted guys before who would only tell their devoted mentor to "drink more hot water."

"Thanks a lot, but judging from how skilled you are, you must have won the hearts of quite a few girls, right?"

Farusan's light green heterochromatic eyes curved slightly, and her casual teasing remark sent a chill down Mu Feng's spine.

It's nice to say thank you, but next time I won't bother.

He was a little afraid that if his senior thanked him a few more times, the main storyline would officially advance from overthrowing Azar and settling the Order of the Fathers to a massive, chaotic night-hunting pilgrimage, and then the famous demon god of saga and the ruler of the woodcutter, Makoto Shido, would shout out that classic line:

In the name of the Demon God of the Shura Field, the harem war is declared to have begun, and the hatchet will indiscriminately attack all life until the war ends!

Seemingly noticing the strange expression that suddenly appeared on Mu Feng's face, Farusan blinked her light green eyes in confusion. Had she said something wrong, senior?

Young people these days really need to improve their mental fortitude.

……

Just as we were about to reach the end of the dark valley, the steep mountain walls on both sides suddenly closed in, revealing a narrow, barely noticeable path through the crevices of the intersecting rocks.

Through the faint light shining through, the outline of a square building could be barely made out.

The white paint on the building has peeled off, and the wind and sand have left mottled marks on the building. Coupled with the broken windows and large pieces of the roof that have been blown off, it seems difficult to equate this building with the word "hospital".

"You mean, the group of missing mad scholars that Candice mentioned might be here?"

Staring at the dilapidated building before her, Farusan couldn't help but show a slightly doubtful expression.

Judging from the extent of the damage to the building, it has been uninhabited for at least several years.

She carefully examined the wall covered in dirt and weeds, and struggled to make out a few messy characters on the broken and rotten wooden sign.

"Vitality Home, Diabetic Scale Disease... Treatment Hospital"

Demon scale disease?

Farusian was no stranger to this term. In her memory, this strange disease had appeared in Sumeru more than a hundred years ago, or even earlier.

Patients with scaly disease will gradually develop gray-black scales on their bodies, and their bodies will weaken day by day until the flame of life is completely consumed by the disease.

The origin of this disease is unknown, and there is no cure. In her time, contracting the Demon Scale Disease was almost tantamount to a death sentence.

However, since the disease infection was not widespread, it did not attract the attention of the Academy at the time, and only a few doctors from the Health House were casually arranged to provide free medical consultations.

However, what puzzled her even more was not the Demon Scale Disease itself, but the fact that after a hundred years, the disease had not yet been completely conquered by Amirido's group of scholars.

Just as Farusan was about to ask a question, Mu Feng, who was beside her, stepped over the fence that had only a few wooden poles left and walked towards a corner of the courtyard.

With a sound of shattering stones, the paving stones in the center of the courtyard cracked and collapsed instantly, revealing a hole large enough for one person to pass through and a staircase leading to the ground inside the courtyard wall.

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