People in Xumi: I am really not the Dragon King

Chapter 32 Patty Sharanpudding
From the holes specially left, I breathed in the moist air with a slight smell of earth.

Lin Feng controlled the roots of the grass and trees and slowly buried himself.

Holding Xiaobai and lying in the wooden container that he had just rubbed with his hands, Lin Feng suddenly felt that he was a bit like the rice dumpling in Uncle Ying's movie, secretly absorbing the spiritual energy of the earth.

——Don’t mention it, it seems to be almost the same. Thinking about what he was about to do, Lin Feng realized something belatedly.

To explain why Lin Feng suddenly had the idea of ​​burying himself, we have to start with his identity.

From the very beginning, Lin Feng understood that he was definitely not a native creature of Teyvat.

Whether it was the garbled code in the race column of the system, or the entry obtained when he first came into contact with the statue - Elemental Mastery·Grass.

This term with an unremarkable name can be expressed in another way as one of the seven powers of Teyvat - the authority of plants and trees.

Although he did not have any cool entries like "Lord of Plants and Trees", this thing was just like the identity authentication of the world. The most important thing was the simple entry on the panel that symbolized the power of elements.

Four thousand years ago, in order to facilitate the birth of elemental power, God ordered the demons to fight each other, and used the lives of many demons as sacrifices to condense the throne representing the purest elemental power.

Can I get it just by touching the statue?
Lin Feng felt that the problem here was huge, very huge!

It just so happened that this time he needed to borrow the Seven Days Statue to connect to the earth veins in order to gain enough power to fight against the incarnation of the dead.

Taking this opportunity, Lin Feng was finally able to verify some of his guesses about the origin of this body.

Although I can't wait, there is one last thing that needs to be taken care of before that.

After confirming that the specially made 15-point sugar patty salad pudding in the storage space was still safe and sound, Lin Feng activated his dream energy and slowly closed his eyes.

The emerald green space is filled with the breath of life, with flowers and green trees scattered everywhere.

Petite Nashida sat beside a table filled with snacks, looking expectantly at the figure that was gradually emerging in the corner of her dream.

The shadow gradually solidified, revealing the face of a young boy.

——Lin Feng, who had become a frequent visitor, took the initiative to enter Nashida’s dream.

Sitting skillfully on his favorite chair, Lin Feng planned to do the main thing he came here for - to say goodbye to the little grass god temporarily.

Because of Nashida's special situation, the phrase "living in a dream" can be said to be more appropriate than ever to describe her.

In addition, Nashida had previously given someone the authority to freely enter her dreams, which led to Lin Feng coming to Nashida's dream almost every night to eat and drink.

Considering that she couldn't come in the short term, the sensitive Nashida might feel lonely and even have some random thoughts in her little head.

So in order to avoid this situation, Lin Feng came to say goodbye to the Grass God before falling asleep, and explained why he could not come to visit her.

As usual, Lin Feng couldn't let go of Nashida's silky white hair while sharing with her what he had seen and heard recently in his dream.

Halfway through his speech, Lin Feng suddenly took his hand away from Nashida's head.

"What's wrong?" Nashida, who was immersed in the story, raised her head slightly and looked at Lin Feng in confusion.

"I brought you something. Do you want to guess what it is?" Lin Feng kept the secret.

"But this is a dream, what can we bring in?"

Thinking that this was just a pure dream, Nashida looked at Lin Feng with confusion.

"You are right. If we talk from a universal rational perspective, then we cannot bring in real objects from fictional dreams." Lin Feng admitted that Nashida was right.

"But the problem is that I suddenly found that I don't seem to be suitable for this kind of universal rationality."

As Lin Feng spoke, a light purple Patisala pudding appeared on the white table, and then he gently pushed it in front of the little grass god.

"Try it. I specifically told the chef at Huachengguo to add a little more sugar. I don't know if it suits your taste."

Looking at the exquisite dessert pushed in front of her, Nashida sighed.

"Well, you know, due to the power, I can't eat and drink in the dream without feeling uncomfortable like you. But thank you anyway." She didn't intend to disappoint Lin Feng, so she still took the dessert in front of her. Looking at the beautiful light purple appearance of the pudding in her hand, Nashida gently scooped a small piece with a spoon and put it into her mouth.

—It has no taste anyway, Narcida thought.

Although the other party can already create objects freely in this dream.

But this level of dream manipulation ability is far from enough to deceive myself.

As the controller of the power of dreams, Nashida herself never eats in dreams—

Her high level of insight will allow her to subconsciously see through the disguise of dream creatures.

No matter how delicious the food is, once it enters her mouth, she will naturally see through its true nature.

Once the dreamer realizes that this is a dream, the original experience will naturally be greatly reduced.

Thinking of this, Nashida began to worry again.

"No matter what, try to act as happy as possible, otherwise, don't dodge when he touches you again."

She thought with a slight struggle in her heart.

His expression, however, remained as calm as ever.

Lin Feng, who was sitting opposite Nashida, watched her reaction with a little nervousness.

He knew, of course, that Nashida couldn't taste food in her dreams.

Lin Feng actually didn’t have much confidence whether the things he brought in with his abilities would be an exception.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Lin Feng asked curiously, tilting his head.

"It's delicious." Nashida lowered her head and ate the pudding in front of her bite by bite, as if it was no different from usual.

"Really? You're not lying to me, are you?"

Lin Feng, feeling a little unsure, moved along the table to Nashida's side, and then he noticed that her small body was trembling slightly.

"Lin Feng, do you know why I like date palm honey?"

Nashida did not answer Lin Feng directly, but raised a question that had never been mentioned before.

Feeling the elastic texture and rich milky aroma in her mouth, Nashida, who had not eaten real food for hundreds of years, lowered her head, not wanting him to see her current appearance.

"That's because it's the only food I've ever really eaten, before the day I was sent to the House of the Decrees 500 years ago."

Nashida raised her head slightly, and Lin Feng finally saw her current appearance.

——Nashida, who is always calm and seems to be always optimistic and cheerful, has an expression that can almost be described as "empty" at this moment.

After the surface decorations were removed, what was revealed was the paleness and deathly silence like a puppet.

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It’s bad, what should I do if my basic attack tricks the big one out?

Although he had already vaguely sensed that Nashida's heart was not as naive and optimistic as she appeared, looking at Nashida like this, Lin Feng still fell into a short silence.

Even though Lin Feng knew that being imprisoned in reality might lead to serious problems such as depression, anxiety disorders, and schizophrenia.

But because Nashida has always appeared optimistic and cheerful, which makes people feel at ease, Lin Feng couldn't help but think that gods, as creatures, have a much stronger natural ability to endure than ordinary people.

But in reality, this is only because Nashida has already understood that
Even if you show your vulnerability, no one will care. It is better to numb yourself with your inner sense of responsibility.

(End of this chapter)