Durin's Diary

Chapter 93 Recording the First Cry of Life

After saying goodbye to Tony and returning to the Van Linen district, Dulin got off the tram and was walking along the road when he saw a kitten carrying luggage getting off a carriage from a distance.

It’s Litsea xia.

Although he hadn't seen her for some time, Du Lin still remembered the pattern on her tail.

After recognizing Du Lin, the little cat girl immediately ran to Du Lin quickly.

"Let's go home."

"Ah."

There was no hugging and crying, nor any jumping into his arms. Xia Li just squinted his eyes happily and followed Du Lin home.

After entering the house, Xia Li was very happy to see the refrigerator full of meat.

With Xia Li, Du Lin no longer has to worry about the diet of Hemer and Kal'tsit.

As for Xia Li's room, that's easy. Xia Li loves fire very much. In her words, there is nothing warmer than sleeping by the fire - not to mention that Copenhagen is much colder than Lublin.

Moreover, Xia Li actually inherited the druid's heritage. Although the little girl only had the strength of a second-ring druid, after two days, she became the second most reliable person besides Durin in the eyes of Hemer and Kal'tsit.

It doesn't work for Elaine, even giving her meat every day doesn't work.

This made Elaine very sad, but after hearing about Xia Li's life experience and druid heritage, she felt that this was the most normal thing - she was a mage by profession, and how could she be as good as a druid inheritor in communicating with animals.

So the Fanlin District soon welcomed its little queen - Xia Li would go to the market every day to buy fresh fruits and vegetables. Whenever she did so, Kal'tsit would follow her with the basket in her mouth. In addition, Xia Li was naturally sweet-mouthed, and Du Lin had also seen her attributes.

夏栎
Old class system: Druid.

Level: Second Ring Druid (Level 3)
Attributes:
Power: 10
Agility: 18
Constitution: 8
Intelligence: 9
Perception: 21
Charisma: 20
Xia Li, what a good name, cuter than you.

Putting Daju's sarcasm aside, Du Lin sighed at Xia Li's attributes - except for agility, perception and charm, everything else was terrible, especially the intelligence of 9, which gave Du Lin a deep sense of frustration.

My maid is so stupid! Luckily, as a druid, her Perception and Charisma are both very high. Everyone in the Fanlin neighborhood likes Xia Li, and after learning that she is Du Lin's maid, she is even more popular. Ladies like Mrs. Cole and Mrs. Rowan can't help but spend a minute or two with Xia Li every day when they see her.

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After dinner, Du Lin sat down on the chair and prepared to start completing the monthly exam.

The arcane imager is a headband-like device. In this alien world, it looks full of technology. If it didn't actually react to arcane energy, Durin would have thought it was some old technology - the kind that directly reads brain waves.

But in terms of functionality, they should be similar.

The device uses arcane energy to cause the scenes imagined in the user's mind to appear in the recording crystal.

Repetitions can be eliminated, but the average student obviously does not have the latitude that Dühring has, and their caution is not Dühring's point of view.

First create a Dulin, and then let this naked Dulin wear clothes.

Then he had an umbrella in his hand, and the sky changed from white nothingness to a rainy day with gloomy dark clouds.

People also raised their umbrellas, and raindrops fell along the edges of the umbrellas. Then there was the crowd and the scene.

Finally, what appeared before Dulin was the day of Fabien's funeral. Dulin stood in the fictional crowd. The perspective followed Dulin's sight over his shoulder, watching the small box being buried.

The priest was praying his final prayer, the crowd was silent, the rain was noisy, and finally, it was Du Lin's turn to throw the flowers into the half-open grave.

He stood up and saw the bright sunshine in front of him. Young people were standing on the lawn, a strange combination of grassland elves, half-elves, humans, gnomes, halflings and dwarves. The owner of the tombstone photo stood in the center, just like the photo Du Lin had seen.

Those who walk on the road are not necessarily the same people, but everyone reaches the same destination - because death embraces them all equally.

Du Lin turned around. The rain was getting heavier. As the crowd walked towards the exit of the cemetery, Du Lin turned around again.

Only the tombstones remain in the rain, like everyone who is buried here together.

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It took Du Lin one hour to complete the three-minute short film, and another four hours to render the entire film - the force feedback of rain falling on leaves, the special effects of raindrops hitting puddles, the effect when raindrops hit umbrellas, the details of the faces of the crowd, tear marks, children's sobs, small tears and mud spots on clothes, and the mottled appearance of copper buttons.

In short, it is perfection.

When the clouds in the sky change, when the raindrops dance with the strong wind, when the cold makes the young children's faces turn red, when the dead leaves, frost and mud are mixed together, and when there are more snowflakes in the rain, the whole short film will be completely completed.

After completing the short film, Dulin gave the crystal containing the short film to Mrs. Sanchez the next day.

"Is it really okay, my good boy?" Mrs. Sanchez was very surprised, because Dulin was the first one to hand in his homework. Other children were still crying in class saying that their first actual machine operation was like hell on earth, like an alien creature with seven pairs of fleshy legs of beautiful girls.

"You can take a look." Du Lin said with a smile.

In this era when girls' thighs are still the ruling class in movies, Du Lin made this short film to see to what extent this era can succumb to artistry.

So, when the old lady left, Du Lin sat in his seat with a smile.

He is waiting, waiting for a review.

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As Mrs. Sanchez closed the curtains in her office, Mrs. Salin Federa walked in with Dean Sean Tarell.

The young instructors were assembling the crystal reader with laughter. Mr. Fernando held the crystal and felt it. "No large-scale overwriting of the records. It's very clean. Why isn't the machine ready yet?"

"Trendy things are always so troublesome, why don't you do it?" a young colleague scolded with a smile.

Fernando naturally declined the offer. He looked at the dean who was approaching and said, "Dean, why are you here too?"

"I also want to see what this year's most boastful top student thinks about art." After the dean said this, he sat down on the table - in order to sit up, he jumped very high as a dwarf.

"The child is very confident." Mrs. Sanchez walked over to Mrs. Salin and said with a smile.

"It's a good thing to have confidence. Let's see where his confidence comes from." Mrs. Salin Fedra said, and watched with her close friend as the crystal in Fernando's hand was placed on the reader.

(End of this chapter)