In Teyvat, it all begins with rescuing the grass god.

Farusian's speech was still not very fluent.

After muttering to herself for a while, she remembered that Rhodes had mentioned the Eye of God, so she looked down at it.

The Wind Elemental Eye that belonged to her was now lying quietly beside her pillow.

"Has the gods cast their gaze upon me?"

"Ah--"

As she caressed the Eye of God in her hand, Farusan's face showed both reminiscence and emotion. Then, as if remembering something, she frowned and asked, "You called me senior? Do you know me?"

She scrutinized Rhodes for a while, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper: "I don't remember where I've seen you before. Hmm, you're a student of the Suron school? Why are you dressed so strangely? Who is your teacher? Karim? Or Elhama?"

Rhodes is now dressed in the attire of the Suronian school.

The clothes of the Biophysical sect were stained with too much blood in the Tanit tribe, and couldn't be washed out, so they were simply thrown away. They would get a new set when they returned to the Church.

In the past hundred years, Sumeru has changed a lot.

The emblems of the various colleges of the Order of the Church remained unchanged.

Rhodes searched for the two names that Farusan mentioned using the Void Terminal and confirmed that they were indeed two scholars from the Plain Theory school from a hundred years ago.

It seems he had some connection with Farusian.

“Senior, the two people you mentioned were scholars from a hundred years ago.”

As soon as Rhodes finished speaking, Falusan's expression changed drastically.

Her lips trembled, her eyes filled with disbelief, and after a long while, she managed to ask with difficulty, "A hundred years ago?"

"Falushan, an outstanding scholar of the Academy, recipient of the Lifetime Achievement Award of the Sumeru Puzzle Association, and one of the founders of the discipline of classical mechanical arts."

"Senior, this is the text on the cover of the current Miaolun School textbook."

After saying that, Rod pointed to the dress hanging to the side.

This is the dress Farusan was wearing when she was discovered. It was a simple tulip skirt with different floral embellishments on the hem. Unlike the full-coverage Caesars' attire we see today, this scholar's dress, which was popular in the Caesars a century ago, had many openwork designs, supposedly symbolizing purity unmoved by external things. However, hardly anyone wears this old-fashioned Caesars' attire anymore.

The history of the development of the academy's uniforms has been recounted.

Rhodes spread his hands and said, "Although I don't know what happened, your name can indeed be found in the void. According to the records, you disappeared during an academic expedition a hundred years ago, and the note below your name is still marked as missing."

"Academic expeditions a century ago"

"Academic expeditions a century ago"

Farusan murmured these words repeatedly, her eyes filled with increasing confusion.

Time stands still in these ruins.

In the ruins that trapped her, her body remained frozen in the moment of being trapped. She felt neither hunger nor fatigue, yet she could not shake off the exhaustion in her spirit.

At first, she still had the energy to try to crack the mechanism.

When she had run out of paper and pen but failed to decipher a single cryptic message, and exhausted all her knowledge but still couldn't solve a single puzzle, Farusanne realized for the first time how insignificant her prized knowledge truly was.

All the accumulated knowledge of scholars throughout history is utterly insignificant in the face of ancient civilizations.

Fortunately.

After a brief period of self-doubt, Farusan regained her composure and continued her complex calculations on the paving stones.

Recalling this painful past.

Farusan's still-chaotic consciousness finally regained some clarity.

She remembered that she had carved obscure and incomprehensible symbols on all the accessible surfaces of the ruins. She didn't know when her memory began to blur and her mind to become confused, until she finally found the correct answer, successfully solved the puzzle, and escaped from the ruins that had trapped her for who knows how many years.

"Light"

Farusan murmured out a single word.

"Senior, what did you say?"

Light? Why bring this up? Rhodes couldn't help but ask, puzzled.

"nothing."

Farusan sighed and muttered to herself, "Has it been there for a hundred years already?"

What she remembers most vividly now is the blinding sunlight when she emerged from the ruins. Having been in the dim light of the ruins for so long, her eyes simply couldn't withstand the sudden brightness. So she closed her eyes and, in a daze, followed the wind's guidance, staggering and walking into the boundless wilderness.

Thinking about it this way, I realize I'm actually quite lucky.

The desert is full of monsters and dangerous places, but in her condition at the time, she didn't encounter any danger at all. Even when she fainted, she was rescued by Rhodes in time.

While she was still pondering, Rod pointed to the bowl of porridge.

"Senior, please have something to eat first, otherwise it will get cold. If you have any questions, I'll wait outside until you finish eating before I answer them."

Having said that, he got up and left, leaving all the time and space to Farusan.

soon.

The faint sounds of Rod and Desia talking could be heard outside the door.

"That senior was really from a hundred years ago."

"Yes, I didn't believe it when I first found it using the Void, and it took me a long time to confirm it."

"How did she manage to stay so young after a hundred years?"

"Hey, why is this what you girls are focusing on?"

"You talk too much. Can't I ask you a question?"

"Shh, when the senior comes out, don't talk nonsense, remember? Especially about this matter, don't mention it."

"I know—I know without you telling me."

Although Rhodes and Desia were trying their best to keep their voices down.

But now that Farusan has the Eye of the Wind element, she is more attuned to the power of the wind than before. With the help of the breeze blowing in through the window, she can clearly hear the voices of Rhodes and Desia.

"Really, a hundred years have passed."

Recalling what Rhodes had told her, Farusan gave a wry smile and said, "A legendary figure? Sigh—"

After sighing, she gulped down the bowl of white porridge in her hand.

It's very soft and chewy.

It looks like it's been simmering for a long time. There's some sugar in it, probably made from dates. It's not too sweet, but it adds a bit of flavor to this bland white porridge.

"The taste is different now."

After finishing the porridge, my empty stomach finally felt full, and I no longer felt that ravenous hunger.

Farusan put on her shoes, took off her hospital gown, and changed back into her own clean, tulip-shaped skirt.

There was a mirror in the room, and the headdress and hair tie she had worn before were also neatly arranged there.

Following her own habits, she tied her loose hair into two ponytails on the left and right sides. Then she turned around and looked at herself in the mirror from both sides to make sure she was dressed up before pushing open the door and going out.

The sunlight was still so dazzling that one couldn't help but want to look up and shield one's eyes.

Rhodes, who was talking to Desia, turned around and saw her coming out. He greeted her, "Senior, are you alright?"

"Ah."

Farusan nodded, then turned to look around.

Aru Village.

The village in the desert already existed in her time.

She passed through this place when she went to the desert for academic research and even rested in the village for a day.

Fragments of memories gradually surfaced in my mind.

At that time, Aru Village was very dilapidated. Because it could not withstand the wind and sand, most of the houses in the village were broken and the land was also barren, and most people could not get enough to eat.

The most profound memory for Falusanne.

They were those children, dressed in thin clothes and barefoot, gazing at their children from afar.

They clearly craved the food in their hands, but no one reached out. They just stood there, sucking their fingers and staring at it, drooling without even realizing it.

Those children are long gone now.

Thinking of this, Farusan's mood dipped slightly.

soon.

She composed herself and her gaze was once again drawn to Aru Village, which was under construction at a great pace.

The Rhodes family still lived in the same house, which was some distance from the village.

Taking advantage of the higher elevation, one can overlook the entire village of Aru from here.

The road at the village entrance is under construction. Although Farusan is a scholar of the Theology, she has extremely rich knowledge of the Theology. In fact, many of the essential knowledge points in the current Theology textbooks were deduced by her back then, especially in the field of runes. Even the current sages of the Theology may not have her level of expertise.

From her perspective.

The road currently under construction is wide enough to accommodate more than a dozen pack animals walking side by side. Its construction standards are extremely high, much higher than the road construction standards for Sumeru City that she helped formulate back then.

but.

Why build such a good road in the desert?

With these questions in mind, Farusan looked at the main part of the village again.

All those dilapidated houses from back then are no longer visible today.

Instead, there were not only new roads of the same high standard, but also all kinds of brick and tile houses with strong resistance to wind and sand, as well as many novel buildings that Farouk had never seen before.

"There is?"

"Hospital? Is that a school? What are these square little buildings for? Why do men and women have to go in on different sides? Are those green bins for throwing away trash? And what are those strange buildings? Farmland? How can such lush farmland be grown in a place like Aru Village?"

Farusian was once again lost and confused.

Although she had prepared herself mentally, when she actually saw the drastic changes in Aru Village, she couldn't help but feel as if she was still dreaming.

"Senior, a hundred years is enough time for many things to change."

Knowing what Farusan was thinking, Rod, who had experienced it firsthand, comforted her from the side.