Origin Spirit: Ly Nguyet Is In The Middle Of A Small Shop

Flipping through a textbook of the Mystic Theory, the author's page reads Farusan's biography in a dignified manner: "Faruzan is an outstanding scholar of the Akademiya, winner of the Lifetime Achievement Award of the Sumeru Mystery-Solving Society, and one of the founders of the discipline of classical mechanics. Talking about the choice of the intellectuals, the seniors frowned and talked about the current situation of Farusan: "You ask Faruzan... Her research was too outdated to pass the review. If you want to apply for our college, you should find another tutor. Such a vastly different evaluation can't help but make people curious. And in the face of the doubts of the juniors, the senior of Faruzan always had a profound face: "Hmm? You ask what has happened in the past hundred years? How did it become like this? This is a big secret, come closer, get closer..." - and then rewarded the visitor with a resounding brain crash. "If you have this curiosity, let's use it for learning—and remember to call me Senpai!!" Character Story 1 (Available after Opinion Level 2) For many Akademiya scholars, Faruzanne, who was active a hundred years ago, has always been a "legendary figure". During her short study tour, she analyzed and cracked most of the ruins and mechanisms in Sumeru, greatly reducing the difficulty of future generations to solve various puzzles. The manuscripts and discourses she left behind laid a solid foundation for the development of the discipline in later generations, illuminating the path of countless scholars in the Khavalara Academy. And her "ending" adds a bit of mystery to this legendary life - during a ruin exploration, Faruzan mysteriously "disappeared" and has not been heard from since. Over the course of a hundred years, her disappearance has become more and more magical. Some say that she came into contact with the ancient knowledge of the Red King and was secretly imprisoned by the Temple of Silence. Some say that her talents were recognized by the gods and led to be with them in the heavens. After all, people feel that a legendary figure should have a legendary ending. That's why "legends" are always far from "reality": "It's just, when solving the puzzle, I usually missed, and then I was trapped in the ruins. What's the theorem? Is there a theorem that says that old-timers can't miss?" Character Story 2 (Opens after Opinion Level 3) To the surprise of many juniors, although Falushan has made great achievements in the field of mechanical arts, she is an intellectual scholar whose main business is the study of words. In a nutshell, her research focuses on "interpreting the composition and solution of various mechanisms in ancient ruins based on excavated documents such as rock carvings." A hundred years ago, the study of classical institutions in the Akademiya was still immature. Faruzan was able to use ancient texts to predict the state of operation of the institution, which was indeed of great benefit to the investigation of the ruins. However, as the number of undiscovered relics became fewer and fewer, and the mechanism theory of the Mysan School became more and more perfect, the research gradually lost its former glory. After a hundred years, by the time Faruzan returned to the Akademika, there were no students in the Epistemic School who could read her papers, and the tutors could only look at her for the subject she had reported. Many of the scholars in the Mystic School who had graduated from reading the manuscripts of Farusan had heard of her plight and had come to persuade her to transfer to the Khavala Academy, but to no avail. There was even a scholar who got too carried away when lobbying, saying that "the Khavalara Academy is the only academy capable of conducting research in the future!" and "This is not the time to interpret ancient texts!" was criticized by the increasingly iron-faced senior of Farusan for two whole classes. It is said that that night, the scholar drank sullen wine in the Lambard Tavern. One of his intellectualist friends patted him on the shoulder and comforted him all night, secretly resentful in his heart, thinking that tomorrow at the intellectualist defense meeting, he must teach the old antique a lesson. So the next night, the friend joined the drunken party. Character Story 3 (Opens after Opinion Level 4) In addition to failing to pass the review, the biggest headache for Faruzan at the moment is how to recruit the students she likes. Every time I planned to give a trial lecture in the Epistemic School, the students in the audience listened to a series of institutional terms, either scratching their ears and scratching their cheeks, or falling asleep. was so angry that Faruzan threw the whip in the hall, and began to angrily reprimand the colleagues of the Epistemic School for not doing their jobs and not practicing their academic style, how to teach these juniors! Unexpectedly, this group of students listened to her count the old people from a hundred years ago, but they were much more energetic than listening to her organ theories—which made Faruzan even more angry. Students who are interested in institutional research will always be sincerely grateful when they learn that Falushan's predecessors are interested in recruiting, and then when they learn that they are going to the intellectual school, they will look embarrassed and think about it again. Without waiting for Faruzan to hear the reply after thinking about it, the next time they met, they would already be students of the Mystic Sect. Once, when she was invited by Tighnari to investigate the ruins of the rainforest, Faruzan walked farther and farther and heard a pious prayer in the deep forest: "—God of Wisdom, let me know a few more words!" The prayer was sad and sincere, and Faruzan couldn't help but be moved: I didn't expect that there are still people in Sumeru today who have such enthusiasm for studying words! It didn't sound like an illiterate toddler, or a scholar in the middle of a forest-dwelling period. Being able to go deep into the rainforest alone shows that he has good skills, and maybe he has a lot of experience in dealing with forest authorities. After a short period of thought, and with a hundred years of experience, Faruzan had already concluded that this person was a school-age student, with the right direction and good qualifications, and immediately made up her mind to accept the apprentice, and appeared dignified from behind the tree. Collei, who thought that there was no one around, screamed in horror, and the shouts resounded through the deep forest. Tighnari heard the noise. Collei stammered an explanation, and with the addition of the master, he finally clarified the big misunderstanding. As she got to know her better, Faruzan got to know the young trainee ranger again. Every time I visit Huachengguo, I always have to bring some delicious condolences and condolences. However, what puzzled Collei was that this misunderstanding had been resolved, but the idea of Farusanne's predecessors taking in the apprentice... Why does it seem that it is getting more and more intense? Students who want to say "respect for teachers and education" and "diligence and hard work"... There must be a lot of people in the Akademiya, right? Perhaps even Faruzan herself didn't realize that there was another thing that attracted Collei to her: After experiencing inhuman suffering, she still faced life tenaciously. Character Story 4 (Starts after Opinion Level 5) Regarding the 100 years of the "Trapped Ruins", even Faruzan herself has a vague memory and is unknown. I don't know the origin of that ruin, I don't know where it is, I only remember that it is related to the Red King civilization. There are many organs inside, and the walls are carved with ciphertext. The mysterious power in the ruins made her body stop at the moment of being trapped, not feeling hungry or tired, but unable to erase the exhaustion of her spirit. She ran out of pen and paper she had with her, but she couldn't decipher a single ciphertext, and she used up her life's knowledge but couldn't unravel a single mechanism. Faruzan lay on her back in the middle of the countless manuscript papers, staring in amazement at the dome engraved with ciphertext. The ancient mysteries that have fallen silent laugh at the ignorance of Farusan with silence, and mock the insignificance of today's people. Could it be that the research that he is proud of, the accumulation of generations of scholars throughout his life, is so worthless in the face of ancient civilizations? Faruzan was once again from the ground