I built the Black Tower City in Sumeru.

Chapter 107: Friendly exchanges with Lisa and Farusan; the banquet begins.

Watching Chen Bo carry Farusan away, and until Chen Bo could no longer hear her, Kaiya finally couldn't hold back anymore, leaning against an empty wine barrel and laughing so hard her shoulders shook.

"This master and apprentice pair are simply the life of the party in Mondstadt this year."

"The teacher's alcohol tolerance is terrible, and he's a complete alcoholic; the student, on the other hand, doesn't drink a drop. Last time at Angel's Gift, he only ordered one glass—apple wine."

Qin rubbed her temples, feeling a bit of a headache. She really didn't know how to evaluate this master and disciple pair from Sumeru.

It helped Mondstadt a lot, but it also caused Klee's destructive power to increase dramatically.

If this continues unchecked, I can't even imagine what kind of terrible things might happen.

We must be especially vigilant now and prevent Klee from contacting this foreign scholar. If Klee learns how to make floating weapons, then we really won't be able to control her.

Lisa stretched lazily and said, "Oh dear, the student is like a worried old father, while the teacher is like a child who hasn't grown up. This kind of contrast is rare among those rigid scholars in Sumeru."

She paused, lowered her voice slightly, and gave it a unique magnetic quality.

"However—that little guy's concern for his teacher is not just a simple matter of respecting his teacher."

Kaiya raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

Qin glanced at Lisa helplessly, signaling her not to make wild guesses.

Back at the inn.

Chen Bo gently placed Farusan on the bed. Her scholar's robe was soaked and clung to her body stickily. Her fair cheeks were flushed with an unnatural redness, and she was muttering to herself about some kind of mechanical puzzle.

If we just let her sleep like this, she'll definitely get sick tomorrow.

The problem is, as a grown man, I can't just—

You can't exactly flirt with your teacher, can you?

No, I can't just secretly flirt with the teacher. Even if I were to flirt with the teacher, I should wait until the teacher is awake.

"Nasita." He turned around and looked at Nasita, who had been quietly following behind him. "I can only ask you for help."

"The senior is drunk, and his clothes are wet. He needs to change. Could you help him dry off and change into clean pajamas?"

Nasita blinked her clear, emerald-green eyes and nodded earnestly.

"Leave it to me." She walked to the bedside, curiously examining the unconscious Farusian. "This is also a good opportunity to observe humans."

Chen Bo breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and left the room, considerately closing the door behind him.

He leaned against the wall of the corridor outside the door and let out a long breath.

Faintly, one could hear Farusan's indistinct dream-eating voice and Nasita's gentle soothing voice.

Listening to the commotion inside, Chen Bo couldn't help but chuckle softly.

This feeling of being relied upon isn't bad, but I wonder how my senior will take care of me if I get drunk?

After settling Farusan in, Chen Bo glanced at the sky; it was still early.

He instructed Nasita to take good care of her senior and to contact him through the void terminal if anything happened.

He then turned around and went downstairs, heading straight towards the Knights of Favonius.

If there's nothing else, then I'll study for a while.

Nothing brings him more peace and fulfillment than knowledge.

Even without a system, Chen Bo is the kind of person who enjoys learning and can immerse himself in books for long periods of time.

Enter the Knights' library.

Chen Bo found a secluded corner with practiced ease, took a few ancient books on alchemy from the bookshelf, and quietly began to read them.

Lisa returned to her post behind the control panel not far away to perform her duties.

Or rather, secretly observing Chen Bo.

This child truly loves learning; he reads so diligently.

Time passes little by little.

As Chen Bo was immersed in analyzing the ancient runes, a steady sound of footsteps approached from afar.

Hertha, the Knight of the West, found him.

"Good evening, Mr. Anil." The Herta Knight stood at attention and bowed respectfully.

Chen Bo looked up from his book, somewhat surprised: "Sir Herta, is there something you need?"

"Yes." Herta took out a beautifully packaged gift box from his pocket. "On behalf of the Knights of Favonius and the Badminton Festival Organizing Committee, I am hereby to inform you that, after a vote by the people of the city, your poem and Luna One's poem 'Song of the Free Wind' have won first place in this year's Badminton Festival Poetry Competition with an overwhelming advantage."

He handed over the gift box.

"This is the winning prize, a 'Wind Wings Ornament' symbolizing the blessing of the wind god. We hope you like it."

Chen Bo took the gift box, opened it, and found a delicate pendant, about the size of a palm, made of bright silver, lying quietly inside.

The design is exactly the iconic wind wings of Mondstadt, with the texture of the feathers clearly visible, and a wind elemental crystal that emits a faint glow is inlaid in the center.

This is not just an ornament, but also a symbol of honor.

"Thank you." Chen Bo accepted the prize.

The library of the Knights of Favonius.

Chen Bo read very attentively, and before he knew it, he had finished another book.

The book in question is titled "Alchemy and Earth Vein Guidance".

Winning the poetry competition was just a passing scene on his journey, something he won incidentally. What truly fascinated him was the knowledge that contained the underlying logic of the world.

Alchemy, what an amazing technique!

Turning decay into magic, allowing life to be born from ordinary materials, guiding the power of the earth's veins, and transforming the environment—for example, the many runes in Chen Bo's Formless Fire nourishing formation.

For example, it can create a specific wind field.

He was even somewhat lost in thought, his mind beginning to wander. The wind currents of Mondstadt are essentially a controlled, directed release of elemental forces. If this principle were miniaturized and applied to the propulsion system of the funnels, could a more flexible and silent maneuvering mode be achieved?

Standby power consumption will also be reduced by 90%.

"Diligent little cutie, the library is closing soon."

A voice with a slightly lazy laugh rang in my ears.

Chen Bo snapped out of his reverie and saw Lisa leaning against the bookshelf, her slender fingers tapping the antique clock on the wall, the hands of which were steadily pointing to ten o'clock.

"If you keep watching, I'll have to charge you overtime pay." Lisa winked as she said this.

Chen Bo closed his book somewhat embarrassedly and stood up. "I'm sorry, Miss Lisa, I got so engrossed in reading."

"I can tell." Lisa's gaze swept over him, finally settling on the "Wings of Wind" pendant given to him by the Knights on his chest. "Congratulations, our Mondstadt's newest laureate poet. Now that you've won the championship, the most important thing is to celebrate with your family, right?"

As she spoke, she walked gracefully to Chen Bo's side, her voice lowered slightly, carrying a subtle, electrifying quality: "Remember to buy some good wine, but—don't ever imitate your 'amazingly heavy drinker' senior."

Lisa's teasing reminded Chen Bo once again of Farusan telling a wine barrel, "You are my favorite student," and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

"Okay, thanks for reminding me. See you tomorrow."

He said goodbye to Lisa and left the library.

As I stepped onto the street, the cool night breeze of Mondstadt greeted me, carrying the mixed scents of dandelions and ale, dispelling the last trace of drowsiness brought on by my books.

He subconsciously touched the exquisite pendant in his pocket.

The champion's prize is quite exquisite and is not for sale; you can't buy the same one.

It is very memorable.

This would look really nice as a hair accessory for Nasita.

Just then, a slight vibration came from the bracelet on my wrist.

It's news from Naxida.

"Chen Bo, Fiona is awake."

"She's sitting on the edge of the bed right now, seemingly trying to piece together fragments of last night's memory. Do you want to come back and check on her?"

Chen Bo immediately rushed back.

He recorded that precious footage of the "centenarian calling a wine barrel his brother" in its entirety.

I can't wait to show it to my seniors, hahaha.

Back at the inn, Chen Bo pushed open the door to Farusan's room.

The scene in the room was pretty much as he had expected.

Farusan was wearing a large bathrobe, her hair was messy with a few strands sticking up, and the large bathrobe she wore was also crooked.

She held a glass of water in both hands, staring blankly at a wooden grain on the floor, as if she were pondering, "Who am I? Where am I? What have I done?"

Nasita sat obediently on a small round stool to the side, as if observing some rare experimental sample.

She nodded slightly when she saw Chen Bo enter.

Hearing the door open, Farusan sprang to her feet like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She tried to maintain her seniority and use a reprimand to cover up her guilty conscience.

"Anil! You—you still know how to come back!" she shouted, her voice trembling with fear. "I'm asking you, did I fall asleep at the banquet last night because I was too tired?"

Normally, after getting drunk, one's memory is blacked out.

However, Farusan vaguely remembered that she had said a lot of what was on her mind.

I didn't say anything I shouldn't have.

When Farusan saw Luna One, she understood why her clothes had been changed.

Luna 1 is becoming increasingly intelligent.

Chen Bo looked at her, a pained expression on his face, sighed, and slowly shook his head.

"Senior, it would be alright if you were just asleep."

The heavier his tone, the more gloomy Farusan's heart sank.

"But last night—" Chen Bo paused, seemingly choosing his words carefully, "you almost became sworn brothers with that oak barrel, and many people around saw it."

"boom!"

Farusan's cheeks turned red from her ears all the way to her neck at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could I, Farusan, possibly act drunk and disorderly in front of everyone? This is just too embarrassing!"

Looking at Farusan, she seemed to be saying, "As long as I don't admit it, it never happened."

Chen Bo silently raised his bracelet and opened a video file.

In the scene, Farussan's face is flushed, one hand resting affectionately on the oak barrel, the other holding an empty wine glass high, and she shouts into the barrel with a thick tongue, "Anil—you—you're a genius! Hiccup! You're the best student I've ever had! Cheers!"

Farusan stared blankly at the image of herself on the screen, looking utterly humiliated and ridiculous, her mind going blank for a full three seconds.

Three seconds later.

"ah--!"

Like an angry little lioness, Farusan pounced on Chen Bo without any regard for her image.

"Delete it! Delete it right now!"

Chen Bo was prepared and smiled as he dodged to the side.

Farusan missed her target, and feeling both ashamed and indignant, she turned around and started punching Chen Bo in the chest with her small fists.

The "little hammer" hits you, but it doesn't have any real aggression; it's more like a child throwing a tantrum.

After all, Farusan did not use any elemental power.

"Delete it! Delete it now!"

"If you don't delete it, I'm not going to be your tutor anymore!"

"No, senior." Chen Bo laughed and dodged left and right while holding the bracelet high so she couldn't reach it.

"This is invaluable academic footage, a complete record of the entire process of a senior scholar's distorted behavior and logic under the influence of alcohol. Senior, this was done for academic purposes, to leave valuable reference material for future generations!"

It was clearly an embarrassing video, but Chen Bo made it sound like some kind of precious research data.

"Pah! What do you mean, 'for academics'? You just want to see me make a fool of myself!"

The two chased and played around in the not-so-spacious room. Finally, Farusan was so tired that she was out of breath and realized she couldn't win the fight. So she gritted her teeth, buried her head under the covers, and pretended to be dead.

A muffled, snorting sound came from under the covers, carrying a strong sense of threat.

"If you dare show this to a second person, I'll—I'll spank you hard!"

Chen Bo, knowing when to stop, smiled and walked to the bedside, his tone softening: "Don't worry, senior, this is our exclusive memory. I guarantee no third person will see it."

After a moment of silence from under the covers, a very soft "humph" was heard.

Chen Bo smiled, turned around, and left the room.

Naxida followed her out and gently closed the door behind her.

"Thank you for your hard work, Nasita." Chen Bo breathed a sigh of relief and thanked her, "You took care of my drunk senior."

"It wasn't hard work," Nasita shook her head gently. "It was a rare life experience. Through observing Farusan, I understood a peculiar psychological state called 'stubbornness.'"

She tilted her head up and analyzed earnestly, "Even when humans have logically confirmed their failure, they will fiercely deny objective reality in order to protect their fragile self-esteem."

"This behavior pattern is interesting, and also cute."

the next day.

Farussan chose a hooded outfit.

I was so drunk and disorderly in front of so many people yesterday, I'm really too ashamed to show my face.

However, it wasn't too awkward. It's not a big deal to lose face in front of acquaintances, but it's still very uncomfortable to lose face in front of strangers.

However, Fiona still accompanied Chen Bo to the wine tasting event.

On her way to the Dawn Winery, Farusan pulled her hood down low, almost covering most of her face, afraid of being recognized.

Naxi Da held Chen Bo's hand, curiously looking at the scenery along the way, her little face full of wonder.

She was very familiar with Sumeru.

Mondstadt is truly a fascinating place.

Chen Bo turned around and glanced at Farusan's face: "Senior, why is your face so red? Are you still drunk from yesterday?"

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"Shut up!" Farusan squeezed out the two words through gritted teeth.

This child, she always brings up the most sensitive topics.

Dawn Winery is located next to Qingquan Town. Its vast vineyards stretch out their green leaves in the morning light, and the air is filled with the sweet aroma of fermenting grapes and the grassy smell of oak barrels.

As a major sponsor of the badminton festival, Mr. Diluc decorated the place quite luxuriously.