RNP Chapter 777 His Name is Caesar (2)
Chapter 777 His Name is Caesar (2)
Guram, who felt he was being looked down upon, was so angry that his face turned red, the veins on his forehead throbbed slightly, and anger was boiling in his chest.
The surroundings were silent. Without his mentor present, there was no one to restrain him. His long-suppressed resentment and obsession grew quietly like vines, quickly devouring his sanity.
"Tinari, you are so ungrateful!" He growled with gritted teeth, his voice mixed with sarcasm and unwillingness.
"Do you know how many scholars from the Faithful College have exhausted their efforts and resources just to get a seat in this project?"
"And you, with just one simple statement, 'I'm just a ranger,' casually turned away an opportunity that countless people dream of."
"This method of avoiding the important issues and perfunctorily doing things is truly admirable!"
"Don't act like you know nothing!"
His eyes were sharp as knives. "You know perfectly well that repairing the dead zone is only a temporary solution, like putting a piece of gauze on a bleeding wound. It will never cure the root of the disease!"
"The only way to reverse the disaster and save Xumi's future is to heal the World Tree!"
"The fate of all of Xumi, and even the continued existence of the World Tree, rests on your single thought. But what about you? You refuse and retreat time and again, as if that supreme responsibility is nothing more than a frivolous joke!"
"Heh...it seems that your title of genius is just an empty reputation."
Guram stared at Tinari coldly, his tone full of contempt and disappointment, as if he was judging a sinner who had wasted his talent.
Tinari sighed softly, his tone filled with resignation and hesitation. "Senior Guram, I'm just an ordinary forest ranger, shuttling through the jungle all day. Do I really look like someone who can help the great leader of the Zhilun School solve problems?"
He frowned slightly, his eyes showing a hint of confusion and vigilance:
"What's more, my mentor is also involved in this mysterious project. But whether it's you, Lord Khawaja, or my mentor himself, they are all very secretive about the project content and won't say a word."
He shook his head firmly, his voice soft but revealing his unshakable determination:
"Just saying 'heal the World Tree' and expecting me to abandon my duties and return to Xumi City with you... I'm sorry, I can't obey your order."
[This contract cannot be signed! ]
【There is reasonable suspicion that the project is fraudulent.】
[There is reasonable suspicion that the teacher has been imprisoned or murdered.]
Xumi is a land of wisdom, and everyone is smart and astute. How could they possibly fall for such a trick?
"You, you...you are simply unreasonable!"
Guram threw down these words in anger, with flames of anger burning in his eyes, and turned and strode away.
His figure quickly disappeared deep into the winding streets of Xumi City, leaving only the lingering sound, telling of his unfinished resentment and disappointment.
Tinari sighed helplessly, a trace of fatigue showing between his brows, then turned his head and met the curious and inquiring gazes of Ying and his group, as if they were silently asking something.
"Healing the World Tree?"
Ying frowned slightly, her voice clear but a little cautious, accurately extracting the key information she had captured from the obscure conversation just now.
Tinari nodded, his expression slightly complicated: "Yes. But I'm not quite sure about the specific circumstances."
"The only thing that is certain is that the Fatwa Council is actively preparing for this. They have not only called together scholars within the Council who are engaged in this type of research, but have also formally invited former colleagues who have long since left the Fatwa Council and moved to various places."
His tone darkened, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. "Strangely, however, all the researchers involved are completely secretive about the specific details of the project, unwilling to reveal even a single word. It's as if there's some unspeakable secret hidden behind it."
At this point, he shook his head slightly, his tone firm: "So I choose to refuse."
Slowly scanning the crowd, Tinari continued, "Abandoning the trusting rangers of Huachengguo to embark on a massive project with unclear objectives, unknown risks, and an unpredictable timeline... Such a decision is far too rash and too risky."
His voice was not loud, but every word he spoke was steady, revealing the rationality and responsibility that a scholar should have.
After that, Tinari led the way into Xumi City:
"Okay, don't worry too much about it."
"If it's truly a major undertaking like healing the World Tree, success isn't guaranteed with me, but failure isn't guaranteed without me either."
"Not to mention whether there is still a question mark."
"Rather than this matter, you'd better catch up as soon as possible. I promised Teacher Mingyuan that I would bring you to the Temple of the Lord and let you meet the Sage Caesar."
Ying, who knew the inside story better than Tinari, frowned slightly, his eyes were deep, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.
She pursed her lips slightly, as if thousands of words were flowing in her heart, but in the end they turned into silence.
In the end, she said nothing, but quietly calmed down, gently took up Paimon and Iya, and followed Tinari towards the Church of the Lord High Priestess far above the sacred tree.
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The Temple of the Lord, a holy place for scholars of Xumi, stands in the embrace of the Tree of Wisdom, like a towering lighthouse in the ocean of knowledge.
This is the supreme temple of academic research and an unshakable spiritual home in the hearts of countless knowledge seekers.
The towering dome and intricate patterns are engraved with thousands of years of philosophy, and every stone brick seems to whisper the maxims of past sages.
Students from rainforests and deserts gather here with their ideals, walking through the misty vine corridors, just to touch the light called "Truth".
Here we yearn for wisdom - not only the exploration of the rhythm of elements and the deduction of the trajectory of stars, but also the profound thinking about the essence of life, the will of gods and the origin of the world.
The Palace of Wisdom is filled with ancient books like the sea, the disciplinary officers walk silently, and everyone who steps into this place is pursuing a realm beyond ordinary cognition.
This is not only an institution, but also represents a belief: wisdom is the eternal light that illuminates ignorance.
Ying and his group followed Tinari along the spiral path and finally arrived at the wisdom crystallization of Xumi City - the Temple of the Lord.
When arriving at the towering gate of the Palace of Wisdom, Ying's eyes immediately fell on the quietly flashing teleportation anchor beside the gate, and a glimmer of relief suddenly flashed across her eyes.
There is indeed a teleportation anchor here.
This means that from now on, people will no longer have to climb the long and daunting spiral staircase to reach the House of the Decrees.
She could still bear it - after all, as a traveler who had experienced many hardships and traveled all over Teyvat, she was already accustomed to long journeys;
Paimon didn't need to worry either, after all, she was as light as the wind and could even float in the air, consuming very little physical energy.
But Iya is different.
He is still young and his body is not fully developed. How can his petite body withstand such hard work?
We must not let Him suffer even a little bit!