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Although their size is similar to the other two groups, the Hilichurls of the Black Sun tribe are muscular and powerful, and look like they are good fighters.

Before even entering the camp, Jiang Bai immediately spotted the large altar in their camp.

This altar is located at the highest point of the entire camp, with huge antlers hanging from it, and the cloth laid under the antlers is painted with the pattern of the black sun in mineral pigments.

A shaman was chanting and performing a strange ritual dance on the altar, holding a staff in hand.

There were fewer Hilichurls in this camp, but their spirit and energy were the best. Jiang Bai even saw many Hilichurls practicing with weapons.

Unfortunately, apart from the cloth on the altar with the black sun painted on it, Jiang Bai found no other clues.

But it would be a shame to leave after coming all this way. Jiang Bai's eyes lit up, and he set his sights on the fabric with the black sun painted on it.

He quietly slipped up to the rocky outcrop above the altar, concealed himself with a rock-elemental object, and then beckoned to the bound cloth with his finger.

A sudden gust of wind swept in, cutting the ropes binding the cloth, which was then blown into the sky.

Chapter 331 My Hometown Has Been Destroyed

The Hilichurl shaman, who had been dancing, cried out in alarm upon seeing this, attracting the attention of all the other Hilichurls in the camp.

The other Hilichurls were also somewhat alarmed upon seeing this scene.

Some anxious Hilichurls threw their sticks into the air, trying to knock the floating cloth down.

However, the stick didn't reach the cloth at all, and its momentum decreased greatly in the air, eventually hitting another Hilichurl on the head.

The crossbowmen aimed their crossbows at the cloth in the sky, trying to shoot it down. Several bolts flew into the air, but none hit their target.

The first Hilichurl Shaman got impatient and started berating the Hilichurls in a string of words.

Then, at his instruction, a large wooden shield Hilichurl grabbed the wind slime that was playing nearby and threw it into the air, leaving the wind slime bewildered.

The wind slime tumbled in the sky, flapping its tiny wings blankly.

It heard the Hilichurls below chattering away, and it nodded blankly. It flew towards the fabric floating in the sky, landed on top of the fabric, folded its little wings, and plopped down on its bottom.

Normally, the cloth would have fallen back to the ground along with it, but then a strong gust of wind blew, carrying the slime and the cloth into the forest.

This caused all the Hilichurls in the camp to become agitated, and they chased after the piece of cloth in a noisy, chattering manner.

Jiang Bai watched, somewhat bewildered, as the Hilichurls were lured away.

So they were all lured away just like that?

It's clear that these Hilichurls have some intelligence, but not much.

They don't understand human cunning, let alone the concept of feinting to the east while attacking in the west.

Seeing that there were no more Hilichurls in the camp, Jiang Bai jumped directly into the camp and went to the altar.

There wasn't just one piece of cloth on the altar; one piece was blown away by Jiang Bai, so there are still two pieces left.

Although Hilichurls don't have much hygiene, these pieces of cloth were quite clean. Although they were a bit old, the cloth was still intact and without any damage.

The black patterns on them will inevitably fade under the sun and wind, but the Hilichurls have clearly taken the time to touch up the colors, preventing the patterns from disappearing with the wind and rain.

They were quite devout.

Jiang Bai wandered around the camp and, apart from the black sun pattern engraved on the altar, he didn't see any other similar patterns anywhere else.

To the Hilichurls, this design is as special and noble as if it were a defilement to be carved elsewhere.

Having found nothing after wandering around, Jiang Bai went to the shacks built by the Hilichurls.

These shacks had no doors, but you could see some wooden frames and boxes inside.

Jiang Bai opened the box with curiosity, and just as he had guessed, it contained a jumble of random things.

The old knives, axes, and earthenware bowls were found somewhere; the strange handicrafts were probably stolen from a passing merchant; and it was definitely a whole box of fabric that had been stolen...

The other boxes contained leftover bones, dried fruit, some wheat, vegetables... The food was scattered haphazardly, without any regard for categorization.

Salt and sugar, however, were placed in a rather exquisite box, indicating that they were taken very seriously.

Jiang Bai even saw quite a few Mora.

Hilichurls clearly didn't use the concept of Mora. They put all the glittering Mora they robbed from passing caravans into chests, and over time they accumulated quite a lot.

Jiang Bai stuffed all the Mora into his pocket, and to avoid the pangs of conscience, he added a lot of seasonings such as salt and sugar.

Before those Hilichurls returned, I plundered a large amount of Jiang Bai and made a quick getaway.

By the time they returned to their temporary camp, it was already dark.

Abedo sat by the fire, watching the man's grin stretch to his ears, and couldn't help but laugh, "You seem to be in a good mood, so you must have had a good haul, right?"

"It's just so-so..."

He only gained a few hundred thousand Mora...

Jiang Bai waved his hand dismissively.

If he had received so much Mora from the beginning, he would have been overjoyed.

But now that he's worth over 100 million, he needs to be more reserved.

Abedo released his elemental power, which had completely dissipated and transformed into Bai Yuan's arm armor. "I have some ideas about this research, and I need to borrow it from you for a few more days."

"No problem, just call me if you need to recharge."

After resting overnight, the three of them set off for the snow-capped mountains early the next morning.

We arrived at the campsite at the foot of the snow mountain around 2 p.m.

After a short rest and leaving the horses at the camp, the three of them began their ascent up the mountain.

Abedo has a laboratory on the snow-capped mountain, and coming to the mountain feels like coming home to him.

Klee was also very happy to be able to play in the snow.

With the Eye of the Fire Elemental, she wasn't afraid of the cold at all. As she ran, she scooped up clean snowflakes with her hands and made them into snowballs, having a great time.

Jiang Bai noticed that, since their last encounter in the snow-capped mountains, Abedo had become more and more like a human.

In the cold environment, he no longer regulated his own temperature, and like them, his breath created puffs of white mist.

Jiang Bai didn't ask any further questions; he knew that Abedo's alchemy had made further progress.

Before it got completely dark, the three hurried to Abedo's campsite in the snow-capped mountains.

A fire was lit to ward off the cold, and Jiang Bai rubbed his face, which was a little frozen.

He hadn't been here for a while, and out of concern for the snow-capped mountains, he asked:

"After we destroyed the Nail of Frost, what changes occurred in the snow-capped mountains?"

"No, everything is as usual."

Abedo put the sleeping Keli into the tent and sat in front of the fire chatting with Jiang Bai.

"I have a question about Bai Yuan that I'm very curious about."

Jiang Bai looked up, ready to hear what he wanted to ask.

"What kind of energy did Bai Yuan use before coming to Teyvat?"

On the way, Jiang Bai had already shown him Bai Yuan's three forms.

Melee, ranged, defense.

One weapon, taking into account all three directions.

Not only is it exquisitely designed and incredibly powerful, but it is also very portable.

But the biggest question facing Aberdo is the energy issue.

Bai Yuan needs energy to launch an attack, whether it's a sword or a spear.

However, he did not detect any energy fluctuations within the White Abyss. Without the elemental power input from Jiang Bai, this would have been just an ordinary arm armor.

Not to mention it can fire bullets.

"This brings me to my hometown..."

Jiang Bai sighed.

A complex gaze pierced through the thick clouds as he looked up at the starry sky above.

The starry sky is filled with countless stars.

The star that belonged to his homeland had long since collapsed and disappeared.

"My home planet is a destroyed planet."

"Destruction stems from the insatiable desires of humankind."

Chapter 332 At Least It Won't Follow in the Footsteps of My Hometown

"There are no gods there, only us humans."

"We fight, scheme, and kill each other for various reasons, ultimately leading everyone to destruction..."

"I watched helplessly as it was destroyed by our own hands, and I became a wanderer, drifting among the stars..."

The clouds in the sky had dispersed at some point, and the stars scattered a soft glow.

Jiang Bai looked at Bai Yuan in his hand, his expression extremely complicated. "[Bai Yuan] comes from my homeland. It is the culmination of the highest technology on that planet. Besides Bai Yuan, there are many other things, all created to adapt to the starry sea..."

The past was far too complicated, and Jiang Bai was just an insignificant figure caught up in the conflict. He was just lucky to have survived.

The mark on his left arm, along with Bai Yuan, was his only connection to his hometown.

"I'm sorry, I reminded you of something sad," Abedo said apologetically.

"It doesn't matter. I can be quite cold-blooded sometimes." Jiang Bai smiled indifferently. "Perhaps I'm just completely disappointed. As for my hometown, apart from regret, I feel nothing when I think about it anymore."

He looked in the direction of the Hall of Rebirth in the distance and smiled faintly.

"I quite like it here. There are gods here, and the gods love the world. With the gods in control, at least we won't follow in the footsteps of my hometown."

Moreover, he found his second home.

Those who have a home no longer need to wander.

And he was no longer just a passerby.

Aberdo remained silent; having not experienced Jiang Bai's past, he had no way of judging.

Moreover, Jiang Bai didn't need any comforting.

Jiang Bai answered the initial question, "Baiyuan was created to adapt to the Star Sea. There are many kinds of energy in the Star Sea, and Baiyuan can absorb and store usable energy on its own. However, it cannot store elemental power..."

This is unavoidable, since Baiyuan was specially created for Xinghai, not for a specific planet.

Jiang Bai manipulated Bai Yuan into the form of an arm guard, which then displayed a light screen that flickered continuously, as if it were receiving a poor signal, only able to cover the arm.

"Actually, Bai Yuan's shield could initially protect my entire body, but it broke down later..."

In Teyvat, he had the Rock Shield, so the White Abyss Shield wasn't very useful. But before coming to Teyvat, this shield had saved him from many life-or-death crises.

However, the shield has its limits; after several consecutive overload operations, it broke down...

"Fortunately, Baiyuan was created when the world was on the verge of destruction, and it was specifically designed with a self-healing function. Although this self-healing process will take a long time, those without homes can only rely on self-healing..."

Jiang Bai gently stroked the arm armor on his hand. In the past, mentioning these things would have inevitably made him sad, but now, Bai Yuan's cool touch made him feel very calm.

Aberdo added some firewood to the fire, making it burn brighter.

"Speaking of home, before I came to Mondstadt, the place where my teacher lived was home to me..."

"That's true. For you, who were born from alchemy, your creator is your mother, and the place where your mother is is naturally home."

Jiang Bai nodded seriously, but the conversation went off on tangents.

"Speaking of which, how long have you been alive?"

Abedo thought for a moment, then shook his head. "I'm not sure either, maybe a few hundred years old. Life underground is unpredictable; I'm so immersed in my research that I don't even feel the passage of time..."

"It's been hundreds of years..." Jiang Bai sighed, then suddenly remembered Kong.

He had a feeling that Kong was not as young as he looked.

Perhaps, like Aberdo, time has become fixed?