In Sumeru, pretend to be a scholar

Wang Yan didn't know which one was better, but Li Yue did have one less signature, which was great.

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After the contract is completed.

Several people left the General Affairs Department.

Standing at the entrance of the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, Wang Yan said, "I will be returning to Xumi in a few days. Now that the contract has been signed, would you like me to train your craftsmen?"

Xingqiu waved his hand: "No need to trouble yourself. Chongyun said that the blueprints are very complete, and our Chamber of Commerce is not just sitting around doing nothing. Although we can't design it, we can still follow the blueprints."

Feiyun Chamber of Commerce is very large, and naturally it also has its own system of artisans.

They may not be able to design something as amazing as Wang Yan, but they can definitely produce according to the blueprints.

“Alright, I’ll head back now. If you encounter any problems later, just have Yun Gui come to the Academy to find me,” Wang Yan said.

Xingqiu nodded: "Okay, then I won't see you off."

Wang Yan nodded and turned to leave.

After Wang Yan left, Xing Qiu tossed the contract to Yun Gui: "Yun Gui, take this back and file it. Then write a cooperation report for my father. I have other things to do, so I'll be going now."

As he spoke, he gave Chongyun a look, and the two of them quickly disappeared from the entrance of the Chamber of Commerce.

Yun Gui held the contract in her hand, stunned, feeling as if she had been 'used' by the second young master.

Chapter 140 Eros: The Foolish Apprentice is Back~ (4k)

February 23rd, sunny, southeast wind.

Wang Yan paid the bill for the room at [White Horse Inn], carried his luggage, and walked towards the pier with his suitcase.

But if you look closely, you'll see that Wang Yan's hand wasn't even on the suitcase.

The "Seventy-Two Cyclone Bracelet" on his wrist glowed faintly, and a gentle breeze carried his briefcase, following Wang Yan forward.

It was only because the speed of their advance and Wang Yan's gait were so well coordinated that it gave the illusion that Wang Yan was carrying a briefcase.

North Wharf.

The lingering charm of the Lantern Festival has faded, and the area has returned to its bustling state with boats coming and going.

Wang Yan walked towards the dock where he had disembarked. In front of the dock, Yun Gui was directing the crew to move the heavy loads.

Upon seeing Wang Yan approach, Yun Gui immediately smiled and said, "Good morning, Mr. Wang Yan. Your materials have been loaded onto the ship and will be delivered directly to Sumeru City on the way back. I'm here to help you with your things."

As he spoke, he reached out to take the suitcase.

Wang Yan quickly waved his hand: "No need, no need."

He raised his hand to indicate that he wasn't carrying a suitcase.

Yun Gui was somewhat surprised, but Teyvat had all sorts of strange and unusual things, so she was only surprised for a moment before smiling and saying, "Your room is still in the same place. I'll take you there."

Wang Yan refused again: "No need, you go ahead with your work, I can go by myself."

Before Yun Gui could continue being polite, a panting sound came from behind her.

"Phew~ Mr. Wang Yan, Steward Yun Gui, good morning! Looks like I'm not late." A young woman, carrying three large suitcases, smiled happily.

It's Qishan.

"Good morning, Qishan," Wang Yan greeted her, then said to Yun Gui, "Qishan and I can go in by ourselves, you go ahead with your work."

Qishan nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, we can manage on our own."

As she spoke, she picked up her three large suitcases again.

Seeing this, Wang Yan mentally communicated with the "Seventy-Two Cyclone Lights," and a gentle breeze swept by, lifting the three large boxes in Qi Shan's hands.

"Huh? Huh!" Qishan was taken aback.

"Alright, I'll hold onto it for you. Come on, let's get on the boat," Wang Yan said, and stepped onto the boat.

"Oh, okay, Mr. Wang Yan."

Qishan paused for a moment, then quickly followed.

“I remember when you came back, you didn’t have this much luggage,” Wang Yan said to Qi Shan with a smile as he stepped onto the deck.

Qishan said shyly, "When my parents heard that I got into the Order Academy, they prepared a lot of Liyue specialties for me to take back and share with my classmates. Also, when I went back to Liyue before, my classmates from the Mystic School asked me to help them bring back some Liyue specialty materials... So, I ended up with two extra big boxes."

Qishan and Wang Yan are clearly different. Not only did she stay in Sumeru City for a long time, but she also entered the Order Academy through normal means and studied normally.

Therefore, Qishan did not have a [Hebantu] as her mentor, but she had many classmates who studied at the Academy of Teachings just like her.

“I see. When we get off the ship, you can come with me. This box is so big, I doubt you can carry it easily,” Wang Yan said.

Qishan repeatedly thanked him, saying, "Thank you, thank you, Mr. Wang Yan."

“We’re all classmates from the Academy of Teachings, just call me Wang Yan.” Wang Yan waved his hand. “Come on, let me take you to your room first.”

The wind element flowed slowly, carrying three large boxes into the cabin.

After helping Qishan put her suitcase away, Wang Yan returned to the room he had stayed in when he arrived, a place he knew exactly where to go.

The room has been cleaned and is very clean.

Just like when he arrived, after putting away his luggage and suitcase, Wang Yan took out a book, sat down in a chair, and began to read.

Time passed slowly, and around noon, a sailor brought lunch. It wasn't very fancy, but it tasted good and was filling.

The goods were finally loaded in the afternoon.

Wang Yan, who was reading a book, felt a slight jolt; the ship had set sail.

...

Perhaps because the Thousand Rock Army had cleared the outer sea lanes, the return journey was very smooth. Not only did they not encounter any monsters, but the weather was also fine and the wind was favorable all the way.

Following the same route we took on the way there, we changed to a small boat at the port of Omos and then headed upstream along the river.

Finally, in the early morning of early March, the boat docked at Tianbi Pond Wharf.

After thanking Yun Gui, Wang Yan and Qi Shan disembarked with their belongings.

The "Seventy-Two Cyclone Beams" on his wrist shimmered with a bluish-green light, and the invisible wind element gently swirled around the three large, exquisite boxes, along with Wang Yan's entire square of [Cloud Pattern Golden Paulownia Wood].

The branches of the earth veins weren't very big; they could be stuffed into a suitcase and carried around. But this entire square meter of timber obviously could only be taken away this way.

Walking on the stone-paved road at Tianbi Pond Wharf, three large boxes and a piece of wood that looked very precious floated in the air, moving slowly with the two of them.

This is undoubtedly striking.

Many people moved, and the pain was intense. They threw away their belongings and found it difficult to move.

"Are they from Liyue?"

"That wood looks very expensive..."

"To be able to support it like this using wind elements, one must probably be the holder of the Eye of God, right?"

Discussions broke out from time to time.

However, when their gazes fell upon Wang Yan and Qi Shan's iconic Sumeru scholar robes, most people revealed an expression of understanding.

Since they are scholars, it's not so surprising that they come up with some ingenious mechanisms or techniques.

The thirty patrol members who had been looking in this direction from a distance only glanced at them a few more times and did not approach to question them.

They drove uphill and first dropped Qishan off at the entrance of the Lambad Restaurant, where she still worked and lived.

"I'm so sorry to have troubled you, Wang Yan," Qi Shan said gratefully. However, after exchanging pleasantries, she didn't use the title "Mr." anymore.

"You're welcome. We're all from Liyue, it's only right that we help each other." Wang Yan waved his hand. "Then I'll be going now."

"Okay, next time you come to the restaurant, I'll add some dishes for you, hehe."

"Haha, I'll be waiting."

Wang Yan turned around and continued walking towards the accommodation area.

Along the way, they encountered many scholars they knew. They were curious about Wang Yan's appearance, but none of them came over to disturb him.

Who knows what new invention Wang Yan is experimenting with? We're all scholars, so we can just take a look out of curiosity. If it affects someone else's research, we'll really make enemies.

As Wang Yan walked, he felt a little embarrassed by the stares from those around him.

Thinking to myself, I should have asked Granny Ping about the magic of the cave back in Liyue.

Even if we can't open up the Chenge Teapot, we should at least make a space backpack.

After walking for a while, I finally returned to my little house.

Wang Yan opened the door and directed the "Seventy-Two Xuanming" to clean up the dust, and then put away the wood, luggage, suitcases, and other items.

"The house seems a bit small..."

After finishing, Wang Yan looked at his little house and said with some dissatisfaction.

At first, all I needed was a place to live, but now that my studies are on track, I need a laboratory to help with my research.

Simply put, now that they have money, they no longer care about small houses.

"I'll go and report to my mentor first, and then I'll deal with the house issue."

Wang Yan thought for a moment, then turned and went out the door, preparing to go find Falushan.

Unlike other intellectual students, he didn't need to report back to the school, but when he did return, he would definitely inform his mentor.

Lock the door and head to Estée Lauder's house.

Upon arriving at the destination, sure enough, although it was close to noon, the door was still locked from the inside.

They probably haven't gotten out of bed yet.

However, after experiencing drawing all night himself, Wang Yan understood much more about Falushan's habit of staying up all night.

I took out the key, opened the door, and sure enough, the inside was a mess.

It seems that while I was away, my mentor enjoyed a life where no one was cleaning.

First I cleaned, then I cooked, and then I laid an egg on the floor.

Erosanne updated her status right on time at the kitchen door.

"A yawn..." she yawned, "I thought it was the four wolves that had entered Japan, but it turns out it's just my stupid apprentice who's come back."

He called her a foolish apprentice, but the joy in his eyes was unmistakable.

"Go brush your teeth and wash your face first, mentor." Wang Yan no longer cared about being called 'stupid apprentice'.

Erossen was very obedient and turned to go to the bathroom.

Before long, the two sat down at the dining table in the living room and began slurping noodles.

"Your paper has been approved and will be published in the Zhilunpai internal journal in mid-March."

After Erosan had eaten and drunk her fill, she spoke to Wang Yan.

"Thank you, mentor," Wang Yan said sincerely.

Without Falushan, even if he entered the Order of the Church, he wouldn't have received such good treatment.

Not all [Habantu] have only one disciple.

"No need to thank me, it's nothing." Eros waved her hand and then asked, "Have you thought of any topics for your next project?"

As Wang Yan tidied the table, he shook his head: "Not yet, does the mentor have any recommendations?"

“I’ve already given you one task. You need to complete the second task on your own.” Erosan shook her head. Although she took good care of her disciple, rules were rules. She couldn’t possibly handle both of Wang Yan’s tasks herself.

"What do you think, Professor? How about I take on another research topic: the Crimson King Civilization?"

Wang Yan asked.

Erosan shook her head: "If it's just to fool people with a thesis, then of course it's possible. With your writing skills, you could easily pass a thesis on the writing system of a branch of the Crimson King civilization."

"Then why are you shaking your head?"

“But if you want to advance in the Academy, don’t do these kinds of papers with such small impact factors. Do big projects instead,” Erosham said directly. “I’m still waiting for you to become a Sage of the Year.”