Life as a Landlord in Global Games

Chapter 112 Her memory fragments

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shines through the skylight into the house.

I opened my eyes as soon as I was old enough.

For a scholar like her, sleep is undoubtedly a rather luxurious thing.

The kingdom was born, but the revelation came from Shisha Temple...if it was in the "second generation".

War, disease, endless battles...

Even though King Anas had a brilliant strategy, there were many generals in the country who were brave and good at resisting foreign enemies. However, war has always been extremely draining of national power, and the people in the country could not even guarantee two meals a day.

Every day, the priests of Shisha Temple are draining their strength to make crops grow and germinate quickly, but the land is already barren, not to mention the need to support the army...

The job of these scholars is to find ways to increase the productivity of land to cope with the increasingly scarce food crisis in the country.

While getting dressed, I thought about what King Anas had said a few days ago... Let the high priest of Shisha Temple and the commander of Shisha, Lou Zhige, go look for something.

It is said that as long as you get that thing, you will no longer have to worry about food and livelihood...

“What can supply a country’s resources?”

Su Ying sighed, and after washing up quickly, he opened the door and left the house.

The weather is still as hot as ever, and the sand under my feet feels a little hot even with my shoes on.

Small vendors on both sides of the road displayed various small commodities.

Earthen pots, clothes, medicinal herbs, spices... but no food.

Su Ying walked slowly towards the east of the city.

After passing the heavily guarded guard, she entered a tall building.

The floor paved with golden spar reflected the light, and even in the morning, people were already coming and going in the entire hall.

Some scholars like her get up early, while others simply stay up all night.

Anyway, there is a group of priests from the Tokisa Temple permanently stationed in the Academy. If they collapse from exhaustion, they can go back in time and continue to explode.

As for whether it will be harmful to the body... well, since the temple is there, nothing will happen.

Su Ying walked straight into a laboratory where various flowers and plants were planted.

"Morning, I'm not late today, it's rare."

A woman who was familiar with her smiled and waved:

"Come and see how my pot of Azeroth fruit looks like."

Su Ying carefully looked at the plant, which was growing extremely well, and then picked an unripe fruit and tasted it.

"This tastes good, but the growth rate and yield shouldn't be very high, right?"

"There is no other way. To optimize the texture and taste, we can only sacrifice a little bit of production."

The female scholar spread her hands, looking helpless.

"Anyway, since you have successfully made it, you have to plant it."

Su Ying seemed to be frightened by her boldness. She looked around, then lowered her voice and said:

"You won't be afraid of the old man scolding you this way. Our research funds are already quite scarce."

"Hey, the old man is worried about hair loss. It is said that even the priests in Shisha Temple can't solve it."

"...That's so bizarre."

Su Ying was quite helpless, and then changed the topic:

"Have the soldiers sent my experimental specimens?"

This blunt ability to change the subject made the female scholar stunned for a moment. She bit her lip and nodded:

"Sent...it can be traced back to the fact that this experiment was not approved by the king. If it is discovered, you will definitely be punished!"

"You are so stupid. I asked the soldiers to arrest you. Do you think the king doesn't know?"

He is just waiting for a result, a feasible result."

Su Ying smiled brightly, turned around, waved and said:

"Don't worry, as long as my research is successful... the king will definitely reward me with the title of great scholar!"

Saying this, she walked straight towards the depths covered by plant vines.

The female scholar looked at her back and sighed deeply.

Anyone who can sit in the position of a scholar is not a fool. Rumors from the outside that people have poor social and communication skills, do not understand customs, and do not understand human affairs are limited to a small number of scholars.

They are able to thoroughly study all kinds of obscure knowledge, but they just don't want to waste their energy on such trivial matters as socializing.

Wang's "eyes" had already turned to Su Ying, but the latter was obsessed with research and refused to extricate himself.

She knew that her friend had already gone to a point of no return... but in matters like learning, even if it was a point of no return, she would finish it willingly.

She shook her head and stopped caring.

It's better to think about how to deal with the old man.

…

Following the stairs made of plant roots, we traced our way down to the underground research institute.

The style here is completely different from the above.

The overall style is dark, and even the light is only the weak fluorescence emitted by fluorescent plants.

"Sir Scholar!"

A man wearing an apprentice's gray robe came over and bowed his head respectfully:

"The soldiers have sent the test products over, please go and take a look."

"Um."

At this time, Su Ying had completely lost the approachable and amiable appearance he had just before, and became completely cold.

Even his voice became a little colder.

As she walked forward, she asked nonchalantly:

"Have you processed the data from the last experiment?"

The male apprentice kept his head down respectfully, not daring to look up at his mentor. He replied:

"It's taken care of, it's just..."

He seemed a little hesitant, which aroused Su Ying's dissatisfaction. The latter stopped and asked softly:

"Just what?"

The man became excited and said quickly:

"It's a great scholar. She sent someone to check our experimental records."

Hearing this, Su Ying's eyes narrowed slightly, and golden light emitted from the hourglass ornaments on her forehead and neck.

"Forget it, just show it to her if she wants to see it. Did she say anything?"

After a while, Su Ying continued to walk forward, but his tone was obviously more indifferent.

"She said that if our experiment is to be successful, it cannot be completed solely by relying on the energy supply from the Sand Temple of Time.

We need more, more powerful sources of energy."

"Oh?" Su Ying raised her eyebrows in surprise, "I didn't expect her to tell the truth, so what kind of energy source do you think we need?

If I apply to the king, will he open up the boundless sand sea and let me pick out a few treasures?"

What are you dreaming about? You want to attract investment before you have achieved results. Do you think Shahai belongs to your family?

Although the male apprentice thought so in his heart, he said:

"If it is your application, Sir Scholar, the king should agree to it. Maybe the king will also give you a treasure hidden in the temple that can break time, or even travel through time and space!"

Such flattering words only elicited a chuckle from the scholar.

"Ah."

The male apprentice who thought he had flattered him couldn't see it. The cold light in Su Ying's eyes was almost overflowing.

He was still thinking proudly that he could have both sides of the problem, and that he could feed both families.

Little did he know that death had already cast a shadow on him.

The two walked and soon arrived at a gate isolated by a golden crystal wall.

While Su Ying stretched out his hand and pressed it on the door, he took off the hourglass from his wrist and gently threw it away.

"boom!"

The hourglass fell to the ground, making the sound of broken objects.

Then, countless fine sands rose and swirled, wrapping the male apprentice in it.

The door wrapped in crystal walls has also been opened, and inside are people wrapped in golden amber with frightened expressions.

There are men and women, old and young.

Fine golden sand slowly entered their bodies, trying to transform and adapt them to the power of time.

Su Ying walked into the laboratory with the male apprentice who was already wrapped in sand and waved his hand.

The golden sand swirling on the male apprentice's body destroyed his clothes, and then drops of thick liquid dripped down.

It was as if he was in a glass bottle, with amber liquid piling up at his feet.

"Sir! I didn't do anything wrong, my lord!"

"Sir, please let me go! Let me go, I beg you!"

"Sir Scholar!"

The sounds were more pitiful and sadder than the last, but the amber liquid still slowly spread over his legs, then his stomach, chest...

After the amber liquid completely covered his head, all the screams stopped abruptly.

He opened his mouth wide and his eyes almost popped out.

It is really extremely miserable and horrifying.

He just looked at Su Ying, who had turned him into amber, just like the innocent civilians he had turned into amber.

"Useless trash, you still dare to cause trouble for me, and you still want to sway me around after taking refuge with a great scholar.

The bodies of civilians cannot carry the power of time, so we can only see if you can."

Su Ying looked at him expressionlessly for a while, then turned and walked aside.

A cloud of fine sand fell from the hourglass at the top of the laboratory and landed on the newly formed amber.

The power of time began to spread from the man's meridians to his whole body, eventually forming strange and beautiful lines on his chest. What flowed under these lines were fine golden sand.

"That's it...as long as the cycle is completed! As long as it can be done!"

Su Ying's expression became excited, and she murmured to herself:

"When I succeed...even the king will look at me!"

A "reformed person" who can move permanently without consuming physical energy or rest, and can do various things driven by the power of time.

What an achievement this would be!

The vast land of the dynasty can be cultivated, and people no longer have to worry about labor restrictions.

Even though it was a serious crime to kill a scholar, and even though he was a male from a well-known family in the city, she was not afraid.

The reason is...

As long as it can be done, as long as she succeeds.

No one would dare to point fingers at her, even the lofty king would cast a glance at her.

(End of chapter)