Genshin Impact: Wherever you go, all wear and tear will be eliminated

Chapter 234: 1 Night, 1 Lamp, 1 Demon, Everlasting Light, Indestructible Marks of Reading Words

Bal watched the sun set again, and thought of the series of events that had occurred since he said he would learn how to make lotus cakes today, so he said, "Isn't it time to start farming?"

"It's almost evening now. We can only talk about it tomorrow. After all, the habit of working from sunrise to sunset cannot be changed. Let's get ready to rest first." Mo Ran folded his sleeves and walked towards the house.

"But won't this waste too much time?" Bal frowned.

"Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood, and we are just 'strolling' on that mountain, not 'chopping wood'." Mo Ran tilted his head and spread his hands.

Baalzebub also looked tired, and said slowly: "Yes, sister, we have been busy all day, so we should have a good rest."

"Okay." Bal ruffled his sister's hair and said, "He built three houses. Maybe he wanted one for each of us. After all, he kept his distance from us before."

Before they finished speaking, they heard Mo Ran calling out, "Come over, one room for each of you, you can choose your own."

"Okay, I want the one that looks the biggest!" Baalzebub took two steps at a time and ran to the side of the man in black.

Mo Ran smiled and said, "Then your expectations will be dashed. The three houses are all the same size, and the interior decoration has not yet been arranged."

"Does it make any difference whether you choose it or not?" Baalzebub rolled her eyes. This was something she had learned from the monsters not long ago.

"The location is different, and also the first person I see when I go out in the morning is different!" Mo Ran told the truth.

Baalzebub blinked his eyes, walked to the house on the right, and said, "I want this one. This way, no matter which one my sister chooses, I can see it at a glance when I wake up in the morning!"

"You have a lot of ideas." Mo Ran then looked at the gentle girl and asked, "What about you?"

Barr walked to the left and said, "I'll just take this one."

Mo Ran nodded and said, "Okay, once it's confirmed, it can't be changed."

"If you don't want to change it, then don't change it." Baalzebub folded his arms over his chest and skipped back to his room.

Mo Ran said quietly, "Don't you need interior decoration?"

"Of course I need it. Come on, I want endless lotus cakes and a big table to put all these sweets!" As Baalzebub spoke, he couldn't hide the anticipation in his eyes.

"The table is fine, but there are no lotus cakes that can't be finished!"

Mo Ran walked to the door of the house on the right, raised his hand and waved it. A set of solid wooden furniture fell down against the wall, along with a soft bed with dust-repellent beads placed at the head of the bed. Two night-light lamps were hung on the ceiling, making the room instantly much brighter.

Baalzebub looked at the room, which was decorated but still empty, and said, "You really won't give it to me!"

"If you eat too much sweets, you will get fat. Do you want to be like a ball in the future, rolling wherever you go?" Mo Ran smiled kindly.

Baalzebub curled his lips and said, "So what? My sister won't dislike me anyway."

"There's no point in saying more. There's no sweets available today." Mo Ran waved his hand and walked to the house opposite. After thinking for a while, he raised his hand and created many bookshelves, as well as a set of study tables and chairs, paper, pen, inkstone and ink.

There is also a night-light lamp hanging on the top, as well as dust-repellent beads.

Baalzebub raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "Why did you build so many empty frames?"

Mo Ran did not answer. He flicked his wide black sleeves, and hundreds of books, including some rare classics, flew onto the bookshelf and were put away according to their categories. The whole room seemed to be filled with a bookish atmosphere.

"The books here are divided into four categories: agricultural techniques, etiquette and morality, political law, and military tactics. I have already classified them for you. If you have any questions, you can ask me. If you want to read the rest of the books, remember to tell me."

Bal nodded dully. She looked at the bookshelf filled with books that were as hard to read as the stars in the sky. She wanted to pounce on them and read them all.

Mo Ran glanced at Baalzebub who was quietly moving backwards, shook his head and smiled, and said, "Why don't you follow me?"

"Hehe, I think what you said just now makes sense. I'll go back first!" Baalzebub ran away as if escaping. Compared to the temptation of sweets, those books were more terrifying.

Mo Ran ignored Baalzebub as soon as he entered the house. He locked the doors and windows, made a bed for Baal, and walked straight to his own house.

He didn't need too many furniture or other items. He just casually placed a bed there, hung a night-light and dust-repellent beads on the ceiling, and nothing else.

Seeing that he only put these things on display, Bal couldn't help but look puzzled. He thought that the things that troubled him and his sister were all given by him.

Although these are all his things, giving them when they are sufficient and giving them when they are insufficient are two different things.

Looking at this simply decorated room, Mo Ran couldn't help but think of the warm room he had lived in in Mond. It seemed that he lacked a wardrobe here, but he wouldn't need it, so he just let it go.

In this way, he didn't notice the strangeness in Bal's eyes. Mo Ran sat on the bed. When he looked back, the girl had already left and helped to close the door. She was very considerate.

"It seems that some changes have begun to occur. However, it is only a preliminary confirmation. Once the country is established, it will be the time for real acceptance." Mo Ran lay on the bed with his hands on his head.

When night falls, everything seems silent, with almost no sound. This is especially true on the top of the peak. Except for the occasional splashing of water in the pool, there is no other sound.

There were three houses, two of which were dim, and only one was always bright. That was Bal's room. She took down a copy of "Essentials of Farming" and sat down at the table impatiently, flipping through it slowly.

Midnight passed and he had actually finished reading this book which was as thick as a finger joint. Then he put the book back to its place and took out another book "Twenty-four Solar Terms", eagerly replenishing his knowledge.

In the early morning, a few short grasses on the top of the mountain were stained with dew. A cool breeze blew in through Bal's open window, ruffling a strand of hair on her cheek. The gentle sunlight fell through the window crack and landed on the pages of another book.

"Already, a whole night has passed?" Bal wondered. It took him so long to read only two books. These seemed to be just the basics. How long would it take to learn everything?

While Baal was thinking, the door suddenly opened and Baalzeb shouted, "Sister, it's time to get up! Eh? Didn't you sleep last night?"

"No." Barr shook his head.

Baalzebub frowned and pouted, "After I went back last night, he didn't do anything again! He didn't even let my sister sleep, humph!"

"No." Bal waved his hand and explained, "He didn't tell me anything. I just felt that there were so many books and wanted to read them as soon as possible."

"Ah? My sister actually likes to watch these things!" Baalzebub opened his eyes wide, shook his head and murmured, "Impossible, he must have forced my sister, right?"

Just as Bal was about to speak, he saw his sister's figure behind him and the gaze that stopped him from speaking, and the words on his lips stopped abruptly.

"Damn it! He actually forced my sister like this. Humph, even if he gives me sweets today, I will not forgive him!" Balzeb looked very proud, as if his will was unshakable.

The figure behind her was naturally Mo Ran. He had originally come just to see the situation of the two sisters, but unexpectedly he found out all these things. Although the two demons' words usually caught his ears, this was the first time he heard them in person.

"Baalzebub, you have no more dessert today!"

His tone was calm and his words were plain, but they were like a thunderclap that struck her heart. Her body trembled instantly and she turned her head with difficulty, only to see Mo Ran's half-smile. She stumbled and almost slipped.

"Well, I wasn't awake just now, hehe, so you can't take what I say seriously. This demon is also resting, right?" Baalzebub rubbed his little hands and pleaded in a muffled voice.

Mo Ran put his hands together and said slowly: "The Demon God still needs sleep? I saw that you were in good spirits yesterday, you didn't really need to rest!"

"That's different~ Yesterday I couldn't sleep because I cared too much, but it's really not the case today!" Baalzebub learned how to act like a spoiled child from somewhere, or maybe he was born with the ability.

However, for Mo Ran, this had little effect. If it were someone else, it would be fine, but this was the future second generation Thor, who could cut through half of an island with one sword.

Such deeds, coupled with Mo Ran's adherence to his original intention, of course, made him indifferent. At this moment, he looked at the pretty face with purple hair and purple eyes, and thought of the forest ranger who came after the flash of golden light thousands of years ago, and he became even more furious.

"If I said no, then I mean no."

Seeing that he was unmoved, Baalzebub stopped talking, snorted in dissatisfaction, and strode out to the heaven and earth, but he thought to himself: "One step, he comes to find me... Three steps, he comes to find me... It's already ten steps, why hasn't he come yet?"

"It's over, it's over. Go back to your room. We're really out of dessert for today. How about we go back now? But this is so embarrassing. It also makes me look petty, um..."

"Whatever, it's embarrassing, I want sweets!"

When Baalzebub turned around, he saw that his sister seemed to be having a pleasant conversation with that guy, and some of their words were meaningful. He quickly moved closer to them, wanting to hear what they were saying that would make his sister's eyes sparkle.

"'Water and Soil Notes', you're quite good at choosing." Mo Ran glanced at the book on the table and continued, "This book has detailed explanations of the advantages and disadvantages of various rivers and mountain soils."

"I've only read a few pages of this book." Barr thought for a moment and then asked, "What is the learning speed of humans?"

Mo Ran pondered for a moment and said, "It can be roughly divided into three types. Those who can't finish reading a book, those who can't remember after reading it, and those who learn and practice from time to time, reviewing the old to learn new things."

Baal blinked, not quite understanding. After all, she had only seen one human being, and Baalzeb coming closer gave her even more of a headache.

"Humans' memory is far inferior to that of demons, and their lifespan is much shorter, so some people think that reading is useless and stop reading. This is part of it."

"But because of reasons around me or in my heart, I want to study hard, but I forget everything after reading it, and don't review it occasionally. Most people are like this, probably including me."

"The last type is people who spend their entire lives immersed in books and ink, reading all the books in their collection over and over again. Most of them are regarded as the incarnation of the literary star in the eyes of others, and they are something that you can never achieve."

"Why is this so? We haven't even tried it yet, so how can you think it can't be done?" Although Baal is intelligent, humans can be said to be her blind spot.

Because the person in front of me is also a human, and the books on the shelves are obviously written by humans, then why do some humans look so terrible?

"Why?" Mo Ran touched his chin and said, "Perhaps it's human nature. If there is only a slight chance, something may be possible, but the cost of failure is very high, so we need to avoid risks."

"At this point, people will define themselves as being incapable of doing anything. Over time, they will truly become mediocre."

"So, not all humans are useful, right?" Balzizi asked tirelessly.

Mo Ran was not impatient, but answered every question, saying: "Not really, everyone has something they are good at, but this thing is either hidden or not risked, so it is unknown to others and themselves. There should be no such thing as a loser who has accomplished nothing."

Bal nodded, and understood a lot more. His vigilance towards this person was also lowered a lot. Instead, he felt awe, admiration, and a subtle dependence.

"By the way, the question I asked just now was not that grand. It was just about the speed at which humans read and learn."

Hearing this, Mo Ran smiled and said, "Is that so? I was thinking too far ahead. Hmm... Normally, to fully understand and apply what you learn from a book, it takes at least a few years. Some people even spend half a lifetime to learn it."

Bal was stunned. She didn't expect her speed to be so much faster. She remembered almost all of the two books she read last night, not word for word. She just didn't know how it would work when she put it into practice.