Original God, I am the only designated Red King God Envoy of Xumi

But they didn't expect... this real example was right before their eyes.

What a thrill it would be! What a thrill it would be! Ah Ji wasn't sure, but she could imagine it.

She imagined herself as an ordinary Sand People, having only ever seen oases eroded by sand and transformed into desert land. But now, she saw the desert being transformed into an oasis under governance! It was like a dream!

The same was true for several leaders. They could not imagine how Amber did it and how he knew how to control the desert. They suddenly thought of a legend.

——Legend has it that the people of the Sand who truly possess the blood of the Red King will have a pair of amber eyes as bright as gemstones like the Red King's, and these people will receive the Red King's blessing.

There were also rumors that the guardian of Aru Village, the invincible Candice, had an amber eye, which was proof that she was a descendant of the Red King. The Red King blessed her, and as long as she held the shield, every grain of sand in the desert would obey her orders, and she was therefore invincible.

"Miracle! This is a miracle!" Anil almost knelt in the experimental plot, shrouded in the shadows of the planted date palms and caragana trees. He scooped up a handful of soil with his trembling hands, put it to his nose and sniffed the scent of the soil almost intoxicatedly.

Maybe other people would still wonder if it was fake, but Anil was sure that it was true. After Amber first proposed this idea, Asheng simply stayed here. He kept a close eye on this place day by day, so there would be no mistake!

Tears welled up in Anil's eyes. He didn't know how to describe his excitement. The scene before him was beyond his comprehension. He could only think that Amber was the legendary Red King's messenger, blessed with the Red King's knowledge. Otherwise, how could she have created so many things? So many things that were ahead of their time?

"This chief is the Red King's messenger! He is the true descendant of the Red King! The Red King has not given up on us! He has sent his messenger! This messenger is coming to save us!!" Anil's mental state was quite crazy, but any chief around him could understand his feelings.

No matter which desert clan, they are all deeply affected by the lack of resources, so they have to fight for a full meal with all their strength. They have lost too much because of this.

They could all sympathize with Anil's emotions, but their clan's situation was not as dire as that of the Li clan, and they would not lose their composure like Anil did.

The leader of the Sando clan was a man in his thirties. He also found it difficult to conceal his astonishment. The crazy talk that Anil preached about the so-called "messenger sent by the Red King" was so contagious that even he wanted to believe it.

Otherwise, how can we explain that a Sand People could do such a thing?

He shook his head and suddenly felt terrified that he was secretly communicating with the Shayihe clan!

He looked in the direction Amber had left, his heart pounding uncontrollably. Who was he betraying? He was betraying the true "Savior"—the "Savior" of the desert!

The name of the Red King's Divine Messenger spread like the wind, and even the members of the Chi Nian clan were affected.

They seldom think about the reasons behind Amber's decision, but tend to just go with the flow. But looking back on the journey they have taken - isn't this a god-like power?

The rumor that "Amber is the Red King's messenger" was like a seed that was planted in their hearts. This seed was also blown into the ears of the Blazing Beast Hunters by the wind. The news was too shocking. As the leader of the team, Di Dexia was not stupid. She had sent a mercenary a few days ago to report the news to the high-ranking person in charge of the Blazing Beast Hunters after seeing the effect. It was estimated that the high-level decision would be received in the next two days.

Dixia's little brain found it difficult to figure out the reason behind this. If what Amber showed before was acceptable, then it would be acceptable, but what she showed now... was indeed a bit too "mysterious", so mysterious that she didn't seem like a human, but more like a "god".

Even she couldn't help but wonder, could Amber really be... "The Envoy of the Scarlet King"?

There were so many people gathered around the experimental site at the time that no one noticed that a passing caravan and a green-haired woman had sneaked in.

Anil's tearful appearance and his fanatical words were extremely contagious, infecting most of the onlookers. He stood up tremblingly and hugged Asheng beside him.

"Asheng! Let's go back to the clan! The clan is saved!"

Ah Sheng was obviously excited as well, as he could finally be reunited with his parents. The two of them confided in each other their excitement and longing for a better life. The light of "hope" was so dazzling and eye-catching, which seemed incompatible with the desert, but it made any desert dweller yearn for it.

The two of them supported each other and rushed towards the clan exit. They were laughing and crying at the same time. If someone who didn't know the reason saw them, they would surely be scared.

"How could... such a thing happen?" Falushan, who squeezed into the crowd, couldn't help but feel shocked in her heart. Even the caravan next to her forgot their purpose for a moment. It seemed that everyone's attention was attracted by this experimental site.

Falushan once again felt a sense of "unreality". For a moment in her trance, she really felt that she was still in the ruins. Everything in front of her was just the environment in the ruins, but the touch of the wind, the voices of people around her discussing each other, and various noises seemed to remind her; "This is reality."

If this so-called clan leader really managed to turn the sand into land within two or three months, then even in the Academy of Teachings where many experts gather, the Life Theory School that focuses on research in ecology, biology, medicine, etc. will definitely be someone who can compete for the position of sage!

But this is... a desert. How could such a person exist in the desert? For a moment, Falushan was really convinced by the so-called "Red King's Blessing".

But the Red King is undoubtedly dead. Could such a thing really happen?

Falushan couldn't understand what was going on. This "surreal" thing unfolded before her eyes, and her head suddenly felt dizzy again. She didn't know if it was because she had been trapped in the ruins for too long, or... was she still in the ruins?

One of the cruelest things is to give hope and then extinguish it. This seemingly true and false hope made Falushan's heart completely unable to calm down for a while.

"That's right! Let's ask the leader here! Just ask and we'll know what's going on!"

As if she had grasped some key point, Falushan immediately headed towards the direction of the room where she had seen the leader who had left here and walked into the room.

"Huh..." Amber sat on a chair next to the desk in the room and closed her eyes to rest. In front of her were basic books about mechanics and a half-drawn drawing of a drip irrigation device.

Two months later, she still hadn't found any suitable candidate. Plus, she couldn't travel far in the short term, so she had to ask Waddie to help her find one and study some books herself.

The process of self-study was extremely boring. Amber, who had no guidance at all, had no idea how she got to this point, but even so, she was unable to conceive a reasonable drip irrigation device.

Ah Ji could feel the distress in Amber's heart. She just sat on the bed beside her and read a book silently. She didn't understand these things and naturally couldn't provide any help. It would be better for her to massage Amber's shoulders during her rest time.

The conversations of those gathered in the experimental plot outside the door seemed to have nothing to do with them at all. Amber also had no idea what was happening there. She was completely immersed in her own world - until some arguing sounds came from outside the window.

"No! I don't remember ever seeing you in the clan! If you keep forcing your way in, I'll resort to violence!"

Abdul's hand touched the hilt of the knife at his waist. Behind him were two Blazing Beast Hunter mercenaries who had come with him. They were in a silent confrontation with Falushan.

"You...!" Farusan looked solemn. She was dominated by impulse just now. When she came to her senses, she had already walked to the door of Amber's room. Abdul, who was patrolling the tribe, and the two Blazing Beast Hunter mercenaries nearby naturally noticed this and quickly rushed over to stop her.

They were certain that the green-haired woman before them had never been seen in the clan before.

Falushan looked solemn. She didn't know how to explain for a moment and felt a bit stuck.

Just then, the door opened.

"What happened?" Amber observed the situation outside the door. She noticed the green-haired figure at a glance. The very distinctive hairstyle and hair color instantly brought back Amber's long-lost memories.

"Hmm? Falusan?" Amber almost instinctively suppressed her surprise, her pupils only dilating for a moment. In her previous life, she had never deeply understood the habits of a character, except for those she liked very much. Falusan was in the middle, that is, Amber had some understanding of her, but not much.

She knew that Falusan had been trapped in the ruins for a hundred years and had only escaped some time before the arrival of the traveler, but she did not expect that the other party would appear here now.

"Chief, this is what happened." Abdul stared at Farusan and explained the whole story cautiously.

Chapter 32: How can you not grab a piece of this kind of existence?

"I see." Amber listened to Abdul's explanation and also listened to Farusan's somewhat confusing explanation.

"She looks suspicious..." Abdul looked at Amber. He knew Amber's talent well and believed that Amber would make the appropriate decision.

Amber looked at Falusan. Falusan's anxiety was almost beyond words, but she really didn't know how to explain her previous behavior. She couldn't say that she was crazy, right?

"It's alright. Everyone who comes is a guest. I can see the brilliance of 'knowledge' and 'wisdom' in this person. He has no hostility towards me, so there's no need to worry."

Abdul nodded when he heard this. He looked at Farusan again and returned to his patrol work. Seeing this, the remaining two mercenaries followed Abdul.

"My dear guest, it seems that you have some questions to ask me. Just come in." Amber could sense Falusan's confused emotions, in which she could see the color of "doubt". She returned to the room first. Seeing this, Falusan paused and walked in.

What she saw was a very strange room. Various experimental equipment were placed here. Even though it looked spacious from the outside, it seemed a bit small with so many sundries. Falushan deliberately controlled herself not to touch any delicate objects and closed the door.

"Are there guests?" Ah Ji, who was originally sitting on the bed, poked her head out. She looked at Falushan and gave her evaluation after a moment: "Hmm... You don't look like a Sand People, but you are quite cute~"

As he said that, Aji flew to Amber's shoulder and sat down.

"...What is this?" Falushan looked at the little Ah Ji, with a hint of surprise in her eyes at the sight of something new.

"Zhen Ling is also my... um... good friend, right?" Amber really didn't know how to describe Aji for a moment. After spending some time together, she really liked Aji.

"Hmm, this sentence is really pleasing." Ah Ji smiled, and his two little feet swung slowly in the air, with a sense of leisurely and contented charm.

"To suppress the spirit...? Forget it..." Falushan shook her head. Her purpose was not about suppressing the spirit, but something else.

"Why do those people outside call you... 'The Red King's Envoy'? Because you transformed that sand into land—land that can grow plants. How did you do it? Is all this true?"

Amber's eyes widened when she heard this. Her attention was obviously elsewhere, but for the sake of politeness, she decided to answer Falushan's question first.

"Yes, it's true. It took more than two months, and I transformed it into land and managed it successfully."

Falushan subconsciously covered her mouth with her hands, and her wide eyes showed her shock.

"But what I'm more concerned about is what you said about the 'Red King's Envoy'. Are you saying... they call me the 'Red King's Envoy'?"

"Well... yes." Although she didn't know why Amber asked this, Falushan still nodded. As she moved, Amber fell into deep thought.

Aji on her shoulder looked as if he had heard something incredible, but the next moment he turned playful.

"Hey - the Red King's Messenger - so handsome -! I also want to have such a title~" Aji teased Amber in a strange tone, which caused Amber to get a not-so-serious blow on the head.

"Ugh!" Ah Ji covered his forehead and was beaten into silence.

"The Red King's Envoy... Ha, yes, I am the 'Red King's Envoy' they are talking about, the unknown lady of the forest." Amber smiled appropriately, as if she accepted the title calmly.

Only she knew how surprised she was. She had obviously underestimated the shock that turning the desert into land would cause to the people of the sand. Because her skills and knowledge were beyond her time, they even gave her the halo of "The Red King's Envoy". This was simply - awesome!

What does this aura mean? It means that from now on, she has a natural appeal and persuasive power over the people of the Sand! Most of the people of the Sand believe in the Red King. Although this belief is often not pure, it is enough!

The memories of her past life caused Amber to temporarily ignore this path, the path of "religion and faith"! Fortunately, she has discovered it now, and it is not too late!

From now on, with the bonus of this title, her path will only become smoother!

"..." Falushan looked at Amber and didn't know what to say for a moment. She didn't expect that the other party would admit it directly.

"As they said, all this knowledge of mine was bestowed by the Red King. I am the Red King's messenger who has opened up a new path for the people of the sand!" Amber allowed herself to utter these childish remarks without feeling embarrassed at all. Instead, it was Falushan in front of her who couldn't stand it first.

"...It's up to you." Falushan sighed. Although Amber's behavior was a bit strange, this was also an explanation. It was just that she still hadn't found the "real sense" that she had left the ruins.

She looked around rather dully, and accidentally caught sight of the drawing on the desk. She subconsciously took it and understood the principle at a glance.

"......!" Amber subconsciously wanted to snatch the drawings back, but Falushan's next words stopped her.

"...No, this design is totally wrong!"

"......?" Amber's mood changed from anxiety to confusion in an instant. Could it be that Falushan knew a lot about this?

"So, how should we design it?" Amber didn't care about whether others saw the drawings or anything like that. In comparison, the answer was more important to her.

"This seems like a research project I've seen before, called something like... 'New Irrigation Technology.' But in the end, since there's no shortage of water in the rainforest, there was no need to waste time researching it. Funding was unsuccessful, and the project was shelved. It seems the person behind it later changed their research direction, switching to 'hydroponic crops' or something like that."

Entering the professional field, Falushan's demeanor changed noticeably, and she gave a vivid explanation.

"We should build a reservoir at the source! Then, we should transport the water through pipes. We should control the rate at which the water drips by controlling the air pressure in the pipes. We should drill the pipes with the right number of holes and lay the pipes between every two rows of crops to complete the operation of the entire facility!"

"...Amazing." Amber couldn't stop praising. Although she didn't tell the details and structure of the entire facility, she could tell what it was used for and what it was pursuing just by taking a glance, and she even figured out how to implement it. This proved that she must have made great achievements in this area.

"Hehe~ After all, I am a celebrity in the Intellectual Theory School of the Ministry of Education. Isn't this a piece of cake?" Falushan seemed a little proud, but she never thought that the meaning of these words changed when they fell into Amber's ears.

"The Zhilun School? Are you sure you're not the Miaolun School? Research on machinery should be the domain of the Miaolun School, right?" Amber asked.

There are six major schools in the House of the Lord: the Shenglun School, which originally followed the Tree King and mainly studied ecology, biology, and medicine; the Minglun School, which studied astrology and involved astrology and astronomy; the Sulun School, which studied earth veins and elemental energy. Alchemy, elemental science, and earth vein science are all the fields of the Sulun School. If amber is placed in the House of the Lord, it is probably a branch of the Sulun School.

Next is the Zhilun School, which mainly studies writing and language and explores the nature of knowledge; the Yinlun School is more inclined towards history and sociology, and usually also involves philosophical research; and finally there is the Miaolun School, which studies mechanisms and machinery, which also includes architecture.

"Huh? When did this become the domain of the Miaolun School? Isn't it the domain of the Zhilun School?" Falushan thought for a moment and spoke again.

"My research area is 'interpreting the structure and solutions of various mechanisms in ancient ruins based on unearthed documents such as stone carvings.' This involves ancient texts, so isn't that the domain of the Zhilun School?"

"This is obviously from the Miaolun School. It's more inclined towards machinery and mechanisms, isn't it?" Amber fell into deep thought. According to her memory, Falusan had been trapped in the ruins for nearly a hundred years. Now it seemed that she had just escaped not long ago and was not aware of the changes in the disciplines of the Academy of Teachings.

Then... why not let yourself lead the way?

"Hasn't the direction you're referring to already been abolished by the Epistemology School? As the Faculty grew, these vague disciplines were either abolished or standardized. The one you're referring to alone has been around for nearly a hundred years."

"A hundred years--!!?" Falusan couldn't control her emotions and blurted out in an uncontrolled voice. She asked Amber for the names of several famous people in succession, and ended up getting the news that nearly a hundred years had passed since the other party was active.

Falushan held her head in her hands with an unbelievable look on her face, and she was almost unable to stand steadily. Amber quickly helped her up and guided her to sit on the chair.

She was still counting on Falushan to help her design the drip irrigation system, so how could she not be proactive?

"In other words, she slept for a long time just like me?" Aji listened to what the two of them said just now, and looked at the confused Falusan with some sympathy. Amber just acquiesced and said nothing more.

Amber leaned back in the chair, waiting for Falusan to recover. The height difference between them was more obvious at this time - Amber was 175cm tall, while Falusan was only a little over 160cm tall, and was relatively petite.

Amber was thinking about how to trick Falushan into staying and designing a drip irrigation system for her.

After Falushan had almost recovered, Amber took the initiative to ask a question.

"You look like you have a lot of stories to tell. What exactly have you been through?"

Falushan opened and closed her mouth. She didn't know where to start. The words of the person in front of her made her feel unbelievable for a moment, but the other party's polite attitude... No matter what, she should be sincere.

Falushan was silent for a moment and then told her story.

"So, because of a momentary mistake, you were trapped in the ruins and have not escaped until now? Oh - a hundred years have passed in a flash." There was a hint of disbelief in Amber's words, and Aji looked at Falusan with some sympathy.

"I know this feeling. I woke up one day and suddenly found that the city of Gul was gone..."

"Hey, yours can't compare to this, right?"

"..." Farushan just remained silent. She didn't have the energy to listen to the conversation between Amber and Aji. She was still deeply immersed in the previous words.

"...No! I have to go to the Ministry of Education to confirm!" Farusan stood up suddenly, but collapsed back into the chair the next moment. For a moment, she felt a buzzing in her head, accompanied by dizziness.

It took her a while to recover. When she regained consciousness, she found herself being put on the bed, and Amber was sitting on the chair waiting - she seemed to have just sat down.

"What's wrong with me?" Falushan held her head and seemed to want to sit up, but was pushed down by Amber.