The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

On the dappled lawn, a similarly dark green campsite stood quietly. The still-burning campfire cast a warm glow, illuminating all the bottles and jars around it.

Beside the makeshift alchemy table set up in the camp stood a man with short flaxen hair, wearing a yellow and white overcoat.

Abedo is practically the only permanent resident of Dragon Ridge. There, he can focus intently on his research.

As for the issue of instruments, Abedo's research was too profound. Even Sumeru, who had the highest level of alchemy, probably couldn't create a device that could assist him.

Or to put it another way, Abedo's research has now returned to its basics; all the equipment he needs is an alchemy table.

What's more, there's this mysterious creation right here that he could study for a lifetime.

Abedo looked up at the golden tree that shimmered with a faint golden light. Its trunk, reaching this point, seemed to be almost the end of the world—so large that it could not contain anything else in sight.

Seemingly sensing Aberdo's gaze, golden fragments drifted down, creating a fine golden rain around him.

"Thank you," Abedo said with a smile, closing his eyes and feeling the warmth spreading throughout his body.

One thing I almost forgot is that this place has the kind of subtle, silent warmth that Abedo loves.

When he was engrossed in his studies, Abedo would always find some fruit on his desk; when the light was dim, a ray of light would always appear from somewhere and dispel the darkness...

Of course, sometimes what's on the table isn't fruit but flesh and blood, and the light emanating from it can even blind him...

"The essence of the world... should it start with people?" Feeling that all the fatigue in his body had been dispelled, Abedo turned his attention back to the alchemy table in front of him.

Perhaps calling it an alchemy table is not quite right; it should be called the "Golden Tree" alchemy table.

This alchemy table was built by Abedo with the help of the Golden Tree.

Its effects are naturally far more powerful than those of a regular alchemy table. Powerful enough that Abedo can make some progress on the project left by his master.

Aberdo pulled two test tubes from his waist; they were bright red, containing the blood of Sugar and Timaus.

Sugar's blood was poured out, and the crimson blood spread out. Then, with the combined effect of Abedo's restoration magic and the Golden Tree, the pool of blood finally disappeared, leaving only a thin layer of white powder.

Abedo took out the test tube and collected the white powder from the alchemy table. He then tried it again with Timaus's blood.

The result is the same.

"Tick! Tick!"

Blood dripped from Abedo's wrist, and then he repeated the trick, leaving a thin layer of white powder.

“Just like my blood.” Abedo took out another vial of blood and placed it on the alchemy table.

“It’s different from pigeon blood.” Abedo looked thoughtfully at the thin layer of blood on the alchemy table.

In its purest form, the blood of a Mondstadt dweller is the same as his blood. Unlike other creatures.

The problem is that he is his master's android.

Abedo looked at the white powder in the test tube. Metamorphic Dust—this was the product of his blood being restored. A powder capable of altering the properties of matter.

Sugar and Timaeus are just like him. Does this mean that, in some way, they are also androids?

To make a point, the people of Teyvat are created, not native creatures like pigeons.

"What a strange discovery, but it seems someone's coming?"

Abedo snapped out of his thoughts and left the camp. He sensed someone approaching, and it was a stranger.

Chapter 280 The visitor is evil

2023-11-08

As Abedo stepped out of the camp, he was greeted by a man dressed in a manner that could only be described as peculiar.

Of course, for Abedo, who had seen the embers, the skirmisher's attire was still quite acceptable.

At this moment, the skirmishers were looking up at the huge golden tree behind Abedo, seemingly awestruck by its enormous size.

Seeing this, Abedo wisely kept a certain distance from the skirmishers and quietly waited for them to come to their senses.

Timaeus and Sugar behaved similarly when they first arrived here, which is perfectly normal. He wasn't much different the first time either.

Soon, the stragglers lowered their heads. He took a deep breath and asked with a smile, "Did you plant this big tree?"

Aberdo frowned inexplicably as he looked at the skirmisher's smile. To Aberdo, the smile seemed to carry a hint of contempt.

"No, I'm just someone who's interested in it, and I'm just studying it." Abedo shook his head, dismissing his impolite thoughts.

"Hmph—I knew it, I also thought you couldn't grow something so peculiar." To everyone's surprise, the skirmisher sneered after hearing Abedo's words, revealing his arrogant and condescending attitude.

It seems his intuition was right after all. Aberdo's expression immediately turned cold. Although what the skirmisher said was true, the offense it contained was truly unpleasant.

Abedo naturally had no liking for such an impolite person as the skirmisher. He just wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible and continue his research.

As for the stragglers, let them do whatever they want, as long as we don't bother them.

Thinking of this, Abedo replied expressionlessly, "That's right, which is why I need to work even harder on my research. Goodbye."

After saying that, Abedo turned and walked towards his camp without looking back.

However, the stragglers had no intention of giving up. With a curious look on their faces, they followed behind Abedo, looking around everywhere.

Back at the camp, Abedo washed his hands, ready to begin the next phase of his research.

But suddenly, the sound of rummaging through drawers and cabinets came from the camp. Abedo frowned even more, sighed, and then went to the skirmisher's side.

"No one else is welcome here. If you're bored, I have a few fairy tale books here that you can take a look at."

Abedo snatched his research notes from the soldier's hand, pointed to several brightly colored fairy tale books on the bookshelf next to him, and said sternly.

That was almost like scolding a child.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so angry!" The skirmisher, however, was completely oblivious to the change in Abedo's tone; he remained as flippant as ever.

Randomly walking over to Abedo's bookshelves, the soldier glanced at them and saw only books with obscure titles and notebooks without covers. The only ones he could understand were a handful of fairy tales.

"So you're a great alchemist, huh?" Although the soldier didn't know the contents of the book, he could deduce from the title that the man in the snow-capped mountains was an alchemist.

Moreover, it is estimated that he is quite accomplished.

The soldier's smile widened; it seemed he had truly found what he was looking for without any effort.

This mission will be accomplished, won't it?

"Don't mention it. If you don't get out of here soon, don't blame me for 'treating' you." Abedo narrowed his eyes; this was the first time he had ever considered throwing someone out.

"Haha, it seems we're on the same page. I'd also like to treat everyone."

The soldier laughed a few times, then bowed to Abedo and said, "The sixth seat of the Fools, the soldier."

"If you know what's good for you, I hope you'll hand over all your research findings on that big tree. If you really force me to take action, I might not want to look at those complicated notes anymore."

"If you can't say it then..." The soldier casually waved his hand, and a leaping bolt of lightning shot out.

To the soldier's surprise, neither the executive officer's identity nor the threat he had just received could elicit any fear from the man before him.

"Knights of Favonius, Investigation Captain, Abedo."

The only response the skirmishers received was Abedo's cold, brief introduction, and a single-handed sword swung towards them.

"when!"

The skirmishers had no idea that Abedo would strike first, and in their haste, they could only raise their arms to block.

"Hmm?" Abedo was somewhat surprised as he looked at the one-handed sword that was splattering sparks. The feel of the skirmisher's arm swinging was definitely not something a human should have.

To be honest, they are somewhat similar to the guardians of the ruins.

"Hmph!" The skirmisher let out a cold snort. He suddenly twisted his arm downwards, grabbed Abedo's one-handed sword in the process, and then kicked Abedo away with a front kick.

"boom!"

As Abedo flew through the air, he kicked up a large cloud of sand, obscuring what had happened.

"Just a knight captain, he'll obey orders." The skirmisher clenched his wrist and said disdainfully.

That almost self-harming move only left a few scratches on the arms and hands of the puppet-like soldier.

"Cough cough cough! This is unexpected." Amidst the dust, Abedo dusted himself off and stepped out.

"He didn't faint?" The skirmisher looked at Abedo, who was only a little dirty, with surprise and thought to himself.

That kick he just delivered was no light blow. Even someone with divine vision would be knocked unconscious or rendered unable to move after taking that kick.

Surprisingly, the researchers in Aberdo were completely unharmed. This investigation team leader is quite capable.

The Scatter Soldier's evil eye emitted a bright purple light; he could no longer afford to be careless.

"An evil eye? Dolls need an evil eye too? No, I should say, what do dolls use to pay the price for an evil eye?" Abedo pondered, holding his weapon in one hand and stroking his chin with the other.

They seemed to completely disregard the stragglers.

"Didn't anyone tell you not to say things you shouldn't say?" Upon hearing the word "doll," the soldier's face contorted into a ferocious expression, as if he wanted to devour Abedo whole.

"Oh?" Abedo snapped out of his reverie, raising an eyebrow as he looked at the skirmisher. His appearance seemed somewhat familiar.

"Running away won't help; face your uniqueness. This is advice from someone who's been there." As a special alchemical creation, Abedo also experienced the state of the skirmisher.

However, Aberdo's strong rationality and passion for research ultimately helped him pull through.

"Boom!" The response to Abedo was a flash of purple light.

"So fast!" Abedo was secretly shocked. He then turned to the side and slapped the ground, leaving behind a flower that looked like it was carved from rock, as a flash of purple light appeared.

A flash of lightning left a charred mark on the ground.

Before the stragglers could emerge from the lightning, Abedo charged forward with his sword.

"You'll regret this!" Seeing this, the skirmisher gathered the elemental power surrounding him into his hands, preparing to show Abedo the power of an executor.

"boom!"

The leaping lightning and flashing light appeared simultaneously, sending both the skirmisher and Abedo flying.

"Damn it! When did this happen?!" The skirmisher's face twisted as he felt the rock elemental power surging through his body.

Even though he was a puppet, he couldn't withstand the chaotic flow of elemental forces.

"When you pass through Yanghua."

Abedo stood up from the ground, his condition also poor, his body covered in charred marks. It seemed the elemental power gathered by the scattered soldiers had also caused considerable damage to Abedo.

But Aberdo's face didn't contort like a stragglers', because he was an alchemist and had many backup plans.