Chapter 1854 - 1834

Chapter 1854: Chapter 1834

"Speaking of which, I’ve heard that the limited edition delicacy at Forget Worries Tea House is like a godlike masterpiece." Elder Huozi paused, suddenly recalling the rumors from their migration route, and couldn’t help but scrutinize the two people.

Qhianqhian nodded enthusiastically, "Isn’t it? Even at the Nine Heavens Pavilion, if we want to eat it, it’s only available on a specific day each year."

Right? Birthday cake, who eats birthday cake when it’s not their birthday?

He Wenyu nodded repeatedly, without any special occasion, who would eat cake? We’re not kids, after all.

Even kids like An Hao don’t love cake. He’s nothing like a typical child.

Mo nodded repeatedly as well, "Speaking of which, I was lucky to try it once before, and the taste is unforgettable—it was truly relishing." The unforgettable reason? It was a durian mille-feuille!

He Wenyu chuckled proudly, "When Nianan has been here for a hundred days, we should order one. That way, Tantan can have a taste too."

Instantly, the dwarves in the cave all looked at Tantan with envious eyes, but Tantan leaned against Qhianqhian, drowsy and ready to sleep. After all, as a child, adequate sleep is important.

After a while, people that Elder Huozi had sent out returned with what He Wenyu needed, and Qhianqhian, carrying Tantan, went outside the cave. After all, if you barbecue without ventilation... the smell will penetrate everywhere.

Walking to the shade of a tree, before sitting down, Elder Huozi sprinted forward with a look of horror, pulling Qhianqhian away, and did something beneath the tree. Then Qhianqhian noticed a few short arrows appeared where she intended to sit, deeply embedded five or six centimeters into the ground, barely sticking out—showing immense power...

Leaving Qhianqhian in contemplation, she then twitched her mouth, "Is it safe now?"

"Yes, it’s safe." Elder Huozi returned to his usual demeanor, smiled at Qhianqhian, and then left.

Mo quietly laid something on the ground and looked at Qhianqhian, "Please sit, let her lie here."

Qhianqhian placed Tantan on the padded ground, let her rest her head on her lap, and took the small blanket Mo handed over to cover Tantan.

Mo pouted, "I’m getting jealous of the kids now."

"Are you sleepy too?" Qhianqhian couldn’t help but laugh, "Childish."

Mo shrugged, sitting beside Qhianqhian, "Aren’t you going to help?"

Qhianqhian pointed to the dwarf men listening to He Wenyu’s instructions, pouting, "Do you think they need me?"

"You two seem so in sync." Mo laughed, covering her mouth, effortlessly capturing everyone’s attention.

Qhianqhian shrugged, unwilling to say it’s just because these people were too naive.

But that’s good, it makes handling things simpler at least.

"Did you finish your discussion with them?" Qhianqhian looked at Mo, "Did they agree?"

"Of course." Mo nodded, "Did you think the wine was a gift?"

Although he felt the price wasn’t much, others couldn’t even come up with it.

So, in some way, they were indeed one of a kind.

This is why He Wenyu wasn’t worried about anyone stealing their techniques, delegating tasks to the dwarves whenever possible, posing like a commanding officer.

"Shiqi, what flavor do you want?"

"In the Northern Ocean, there’s a fish named Kun, it’s so big a pot can’t hold it, it transforms into a bird called Peng, Peng’s back requires two grills—one honey-flavored, the other mildly spicy!" Qhianqhian joyfully said.

He Wenyu chuckled immediately, "Alright."

Then leisurely started preparing the seasonings, relaxed and cheerful while barbecuing.

Meanwhile, Qhianqhian suddenly asked, "What would happen if the dwarves living in caves experienced an earthquake?"

Mo was momentarily speechless, this kind of question... no one had really thought about it.

Qhianqhian looked innocently, genuinely contemplating the issue, okay?

A moment later, Mo said, "I feel like they should have some special sense, right?"

"Like a seismometer?" Qhianqhian curiously asked, "Or a sixth sense? Is it accurate?"

Mo: "..." Isn’t asking him such questions rather strange?

However, Huozi overheard their conversation from the side, and couldn’t help but say, "Why do you think we migrated from our former homes?"

Qhianqhian shrugged, how would she know?

"The dwarf tribe has lived underground for generations, but when large-scale wars or battles between powerful entities happen nearby, it could cause the land to collapse. No matter how perfect our structures are, they can’t withstand the Earth’s destruction. Earthquakes would completely devastate our Jiang Yuan and might even kill our kin." Huozi said calmly, "But luckily, as long as the dwarves aren’t crushed to death on the spot, they can survive, even if not entirely intact."

If it weren’t so, he wouldn’t have become the Great Elder ’at such a young age’.

Though not a High Order powerhouse, battles are constant, from territorial expansion wars to life-or-death warfare, they’re countless.

Fortunately, the dwarf tribe is inherently skilled at Artifact Refining, and they do receive help from others.

But after weighing the pros and cons repeatedly, it’s clear that Freedom Town is the safest, primarily due to the countless outlaws, but ultimately they don’t launch large-scale wars.

Yet, evidently, he was too early with his thoughts.

Before long, a ruin was discovered, making the academy a target for all. However, safeguarding the academy is the most important thing, so they agreed to help forge emblems.

In fact, as long as the initiative within the academy isn’t controlled by outsiders, the academy can still be managed.

As long as the matter becomes significant, the academy maintains the initiative because many wish to enter, yet... who can actually enter is decided by the academy.

Moreover, even entry to the academy is limited to the rear mountain area, without disturbing the academy’s normal order.

To that end, the dean has already sought the Inner Court’s help.

Though there are many outside the Inner Court, generally, they remain in deep cultivation unless necessary, just like Mo and Yan. However, exceptions like Kuang Xiao are rare; not everyone can defeat a graduating student before graduating from the External Court to successfully enter the Inner Court.

Qhianqhian couldn’t help but feel a sense of pity, this passive race is, from a certain perspective, filled with misfortune.

Yet, their temper is so bad...

"Is your bad temper because of the wars?" Qhianqhian couldn’t help but ask.