Arcane Journey

“It’s Furu!”

Brian was surprised by the little thing in front of him with a faint blue light all over its body. He didn't expect that he would be so lucky to meet such a little guy in the underdark.

You know, the mysterious Furu is like a vague phantom, wandering in the dark and deep area. It is impossible to search for it specifically.

Since it has no fixed shape, it can only move around by relying on the propulsion of the jets in its body, which causes it to often emit low and rhythmic jet sounds. It is for this reason that it was given the name "Furu".

Moreover, the furun is a mysterious and strange creature that survives in the world in an almost imperceptible way.

They do not survive on flesh and blood, but instead nourish themselves by absorbing the spiritual energy of psionic creatures.

This energy comes from the depths of thought, consciousness, and emotions, and is the invisible radiance emitted by those who possess powerful spiritual power.

In the dark caves where mind flayers dwell, in the deep sea rifts where aboleths swim, and near the aerial fortresses built by the githyanki and githzerai, there may be one or more lithe, faint-smell furus lurking quietly.

They are not greedy and do not over-demand.

On the contrary, Furu adopts an almost mild parasitic method, absorbing only the spiritual energy it needs, not a cent more or a cent less.

Therefore, most parasitic creatures are often unaware and are still immersed in their own conspiracies, battles, or meditations.

Even in the most sensitive heart, there will only be an elusive feeling of fatigue, like a wisp of smoke on the edge of a dream, which disappears in an instant.

However, this spiritual energy is not just nutrition; it carries the thoughts, emotions and even desires of its source.

When Furu absorbs these energies, it is like looking into the mirror of the other party's soul - joy, anger, fear, desire... are reflected in its consciousness one by one.

Unfortunately, since they mostly choose to parasitize among evil races, they are often exposed to dark, twisted and corrupt emotions.

These negative emotions entangled Furu's pure heart like a poisonous fog, causing them pain but powerlessness to break free.

That is why, when a furu accidentally encounters a kind-hearted and determined adventurer, the long-lost light is like a ray of morning light penetrating the darkness.

It will be eager to confide, revealing all the evil secrets that have been swallowed up - not out of malice, but hoping to use the adventurer's sense of justice to destroy the source of evil.

Even if it means losing its familiar food and having to find a new source of spiritual energy, it will do it.

Because beneath Furu's soft body, there is also a heart that longs for purification and redemption.

Although it is silent, it has its own compassion and courage. In this world full of disputes and trickery, it silently plays a small but not negligible role.

Looking at Furu floating on the corpse, with a faint blue light flashing around it, Brian nodded thoughtfully and roughly understood the reason.

In Brian's impression, Furu's emotional world is like an unpredictable sky, reflected in the color of its body. When the light pink color quietly emerges, it is the most gentle ripple in its heart, just like hearing a long-lost laugh.

And when the dark blue color slowly spreads over its body, it means that it is caught in a moment of memories or sadness.

From this, it can be seen that the little Furu in front of us must be grieving for the corpse on the ground.

What confused Brian was that although the little guy showed such deep sorrow, he looked extremely greedy when absorbing the spiritual energy emitted from the corpse, as if it was a long-lost feast and he didn't want to miss even a bit of it.

This conflicting mix of emotions is hard to fathom.

The scene was like when a close friend of an adventurer fell down. The survivors were weeping and grief-stricken, yet at the same time they were happily searching through their companion's belongings, stuffing the gold coins and treasures into their own bags without hesitation.

The boundary between life and death is blurred at this moment, emotions and instincts are tearing at each other, as if a silent tug-of-war is taking place deep in the soul.

Brian stood in the dark, quietly observing the little guy named Furu.

There were still crystal tears hanging in the corners of its eyes, and its soft body was trembling slightly, but its little claws were grabbing the invisible energy threads in the air without hesitation, as skillfully and attentively as a spider weaving a web.

Its tongue licked the corners of its mouth from time to time, and it made satisfied low moans, as if it was immersed in some unspeakable pleasure.

Seeing this, Brian shook his head speechlessly, then showed up openly, ready to learn some information about Demogorgon from this little guy.

The little guy Furu was obviously not very alert. Even when Brian walked up to it, it acted as if it hadn't noticed anything. It continued to immerse itself in its own world, feasting on the spiritual energy emanating from the corpse.

"Hello." Brian stood a few steps away and greeted him calmly. He raised his hand and tapped it lightly. When his fingertips passed through the air, circles of faint magic ripples appeared. The glimmer spread out like water waves, silently interrupting Furu who was "eating".

"Good, good, good, what's good about it!" Furu's body, which had been floating quietly in the air, suddenly trembled, and the faint blue light surrounding his body was like a disturbed lake, rippling with irregular waves.

Then, a faint red light quietly emerged from the depths of its soft body, as if reflecting emotions, with a hint of barely perceptible anger.

It turned around slowly, with a bit of grievance and dissatisfaction in its movements. The two eyes on its small tentacles were wide open, just like a small animal that had suffered a great injustice.

Especially those eyes, which are clearly black and white, and seem to be twinkling with starlight when they blink. Coupled with its childish but powerful questioning, it looks particularly "fierce and cute":
"Ganluguo, do you think that I didn't notice you? In fact, I noticed you a long time ago, but I just didn't bother to pay attention to you! But you insisted on butting in and disturbing my precious eating time... Tell me, how are you going to compensate me?"

As it spoke, it shook its body slightly, and its soft little tentacles swayed gently, as if expressing protest, or as if waiting for a satisfactory answer.

When Brian heard that the little Furu actually called himself nectar fruit, he was speechless. He really couldn't understand why the other party called him that.

So, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why do you call me Ganluguo? Are we familiar with each other?" (End of this chapter)