Genshin Impact, me and my great cause

"I need some support." Du Ruozhen was very sincere, like those scholars who come to Shahai either actively or passively, with a straightforward temperament and speaking out.

"Only dancing powder can't attract rain. I need a way to launch dancing powder into the sky. This is also the reason why I took the initiative to find the Beard of Akhmar and came here. The Legacy of the God King is powerful enough, and it should It has the strength to meet my experimental needs.”

Mishaldo, a shrewd person, immediately understood: "Another lunatic who went crazy for academic reasons."

Those damn scholars who dare to do anything for their own academic achievements, Mishal has seen a lot after being in the Gilded Brigade for so many years.

He took another look at these crude 'dancing powders', and it seemed that they were all salt powder mixed with other unknown substances. Just to attract rain, I used the name of Red King to deceive the desert people, but this was not the case.

His anger and murderous intentions rose again: "So these dancing fans are just your research and have not been verified at all?!"

"Theoretically it's feasible, and that's enough. It may not get much support in Xumi City, where there's no shortage of rain, but I think I'll be able to find people willing to support me in Shahai."

He was so sincere.

"You're not afraid of death...that's right. Who knows what you crazy scholars are thinking in your heads."

Mishal gave up thinking about whether there was any conspiracy in this matter. It was obviously not worth considering those possibilities.

Anyway, just kill him. Maybe he can leave the Eye of God to make up for the time he wasted and just disappear.

Just when he was about to order the young scholar to be killed, he took Kusela with him.

Du Ruo did one thing: "Why should I be afraid of death?"

His clothes were very cool, and the scholar's coat was opened, revealing a back suitable for equipping the Wings of Wind. Countless 'plagues' characteristics that had erupted in the sand sea tortured the spirit with crazy ravings, and tortured the body with abnormal elements. Characteristics of a terminal disease called devil's disease.

"Everyone dies, sooner or later, but great people should not have the memory of their fall, but should keep climbing and climbing, leaving behind great deeds that will be sung by others!"

"A hero must have a heroic stage!"

"In the next 1000 years, every time Shahai uses dancing powder and celebrates joyfully in the heavy rain, he will remember my name!"

Mishael was restrained.

Even the ungrateful Hamzai, who was not far away and resented his sneak attack and came to deceive him into sneaking a sneak attack, showed a complicated expression, another kind of looking at a dead person.

No wonder I will lose, I am afraid of being stunned, and I am afraid of losing my life if I am stunned.

It is normal for such people not to be afraid of death.

No one with Demon Scales can escape this fate. They may have difficulty growing up, but their bodies are destined to weaken day by day, and sooner or later, they will eventually be tortured to death.

It would be nice to die early.

Mishal felt that he should have some faith in the dancing fans. The other party was not a young mad scholar who was driven crazy by the thesis and wanted to invest in experiments for the sake of the thesis.

Instead, he is using his life to achieve fame and pursue great achievements.

Of course, this may not be credible, but the other party has the eye of God.

The Eye of God has different meanings in the eyes of different people. For Mishael, it is more of a possible powerful weapon. Warriors who can drive elemental power are always stronger. There are also such people in the Legacy of the God King. , you will naturally understand after seeing it.

But he also knew that the Eye of God represented the gaze of the gods. Even though the Red King died and personally ordered the Sand Sea tribe in his name, Mishal still dared not disbelieve in the gods.

It's just that it's definitely not the Red King.

Such a person, such a person who is born with demon scales and can still be watched by the gods, must have some fame among his dancing fans.

"Please come with me and explain to you... a dancing fan, what is its principle? How feasible is it? What else does it need?" Mishal turned around and left without even asking Du Ruo's name.

Du Ruo didn't bother to say anything and followed him.

The crowd did not stop him, but they did not let him follow him too close. They left the place where the offerings were usually collected, and Kusela was also taken for questioning.

I hope he can stay steady, otherwise Du Ruo will have to do the cutting.

Arriving all the way to Mishael's palace, there was a hall with a throne. Tarshish walked up, sat down, and looked down at everyone.

"You may begin your explanation, Scholar."

Du Ruo was also very straightforward: "Well, first of all, in order to let you understand, let's talk about the situation of the Great Red Sand Sea. The climate here is hot and dry, even though it is surrounded by sea on three sides. What is even more puzzling is that in this extremely arid desert, Adjacent to the sea of ​​water, cracked soil, and sand with few plants is an area like the rainforest.”

"Because of the gods, that is the kingdom of King Daci Shu." Mishal gave the well-known answer without thinking.

He may not know that the rain forest was also a desert in the beginning, and it was King Daci Shu who turned it into an oasis, but he is accustomed to attribute everything to God.

And this is often true in Teyvat. In essence, the rainforest is a big, well, huge oasis.

Du Ruo continued: "The Sand Sea once had such a great country, a prosperous civilization, an endless river, and the gods' gifts that nurtured the desert people..."

"There's no need to tell you about those days in the past. Please tell me about your dancing fan and how it can achieve artificial rainfall." Mishal interrupted him.

If the other party is a desert person, Mishael is willing to take the trouble to sing to him the greatness of the Red King, convert to the Red King's faith, and listen to him preach the oracle.

But the other person is not, or even looks like a Sumeru person. It makes me wonder how you got the magic scale disease.

Du Ruo had nothing to sing praises to the Red King. It would be fine if the other party believed him, but Mishal was obviously a careerist who did not believe in the Red King, at least not the dead Red King.

"Let's put it in an academic way. The environment of Chisha has nothing to do with the terrain. It is surrounded by the sea on three sides. It should not be so hot and dry. The problem lies in the atmospheric pattern of Chisha." Du Ruo has not investigated it, but Fortunately, Mishal didn't investigate either.

No one from Teyvat has anything to do to study the realm of Gaotian, and the Six Original Sins of the Order prohibit exploration outside the universe.

“Surrounded by the sea on three sides, the dry and hot downdraft controls the atmosphere of Chisha over a large area, making it difficult to form precipitation, resulting in the formation of an arid desert environment in Chisha over a large area.

Coupled with the characteristics of the terrain, the western side of the Great Red Sand Sea has a single topography, flat terrain, moderate fluctuations, and a single climate, forming a large area of ​​desert area.

It can be seen from the direction of the anti-sand wall that part of the prevailing wind in Red Sand blows from the west. Such wind will only make the Great Red Sand Sea drier.

As for the wind from other directions, because of the existence of anti-sand walls, it also blocks the moist airflow from the rainforest. This prevents the sand sea in more inland areas from enjoying abundant water resources. Instead, a large amount of rainwater stays in the rainforest. . "

Mishal obviously has the Sumeru consensus of respecting scholars. Even though he is ready to kill people at any time, he patiently listened to this seemingly useful knowledge.

"So, what does this have to do with dancing fans?" He was really patient and prepared to kill the scholar if he didn't explain clearly.

"You didn't understand what I said." Du Ruo shook his head: "The Sand Sea does not have an environment suitable for rainfall. Under natural conditions, rain will not favor this place."

"So, it's unnatural to dance to powder it." Mishale somewhat understood Du Ruo's intention.

"Yes, friend, I call it artificial rainfall. According to the principle of natural precipitation formation, artificially supplement the sand sea with certain necessary conditions for the formation of precipitation. The effect of dancing powder is to promote the rapid condensation of cloud droplets or the collision and enlargement into raindrops. , in the process of falling to the ground, they forcefully pull the rainwater down from the sky before they ride away on the hot desert wind and refuse to care about the earth.”

Mishal understood and accepted it. Not only him, but the guards who also listened to these words also accepted it, and some couldn't help but talk about it.

"Quiet!"

Mishal stopped their riot, showing the shrewdness and prudence of a vicious gang leader who has been able to survive until now.

"If it's so good and useful, what's the price?"

Looking at Du Ruo, Mishal decided to kill the scholar if he dared to say that there was no price.

Du Ruo said bluntly: "Two points. One is the difficulty. If you want to use dancing powder, you must send it high into the sky to create a rainfall environment. I lack such a means."

Mishael nodded, it made sense.

Except for the gods, few humans in Teyvat can glimpse the realm of the sky. The Wings of Wind also rely on the power of the wind element, and there are many restrictions on its use.

"Secondly, such artificial rainfall essentially consumes the moisture in the atmosphere that should be carried further by the wind. Therefore, once this kind of powder is used, areas living downwind will become drier."

Mishal feels even more reasonable. Of course, human methods have various flaws. Creating water out of thin air is the power of gods. The sea of ​​sand has been lost, so we can only try methods with side effects.

At least for this dancing fan, it sounds really feasible.

But he still wasn't convinced.

"Then I have one last question, who are you?"

Mishal looked at Du Ruo seriously,

"These methods sound reasonable, but who are you who can study these things?"

He grasped the key point. Sha Hai has always made things happen based on people. If the identity of the other party is unknown, of course he is not worthy of trust. An idea that sounds good may also be a conspiracy.

"I am Du Ruo. I was unknown before, but I believe there will be no more in the future. I want my name to be spread across the sea of ​​sand. This is why I am here."

"At the same time, you have misunderstood one thing. The research and development of this kind of dancing powder is not difficult. You just need to find the right direction and study carefully. There was no such thing in Shahai in the past, but the Order Academy did not have such a demand. The seven mortal countries rarely have such demand. And you can’t do it.”

"That's all, so I came to the Sand Sea."

Du Ruo could hardly give his real name and be upright, instead of using some bandit name like Sand Crocodile.

His words silenced Mishalgan.

Indeed, the Cathedral has no such need. Their rainwater is inexhaustible and even causes flooding.

The Ecclesiastical Council will not study rain for desert people.

The other seven mortal nations don’t need it either, they have gods.

Mondstadt, which was once a frozen land, is now the largest grain merchant in the Seven Kingdoms, not to mention the already fertile Liyue. Even the rice wife, at least the upper class can live and work in peace and contentment.

Fontaine and Zhidong are even more advanced than outsiders can understand, and they are running into industrialization.

There is only the sea of ​​sand, where swords can fight for a mouthful of water.

Mishal was already a little moved.

"Yes, you are sincere, scholar, but these things are still not enough to make me take risks. You are not worthy of my trust. I only trust my own people, not my friends."

Mishal didn't value money. He just didn't trust others and never did.

He couldn't refuse the cooperation of the fools, but the scholar who came alone also wanted to be friends?

"If you want to get the support of the Legacy of the God King, you must join the Legacy of the God King. Scholar, you need to do something to prove yourself, or if you die, I will find someone to inherit your dancing powder research. You also said that this It’s not that difficult.”

Du Ruo also nodded, acknowledging Mishal's words.

"I don't want to die yet, so I join. Who to kill? Where? How many to kill?"

"..."

Hearing this, Mishal was slightly shocked. To become an affiliated group of the God King's Legacy, a criminal record was not a secret, but it was not something worth publicizing either.

But you are so straightforward.

Yes, he is a person who does great things.

Mishal said casually: "The person who brought you here, what is his name?"

"Who knows, he is just the leader of Akhmar's Beard. If it weren't for the fact that he is also terminally ill like me, I might not have hired him to take me here. I can't die before I succeed."

Du Ruo is more casual, he has expectations anyway,

"Kill him, okay? I'll be sharp and make it less painful for him to leave. Just think of it as his reward for taking me along."

"Wait, he is also terminally ill?" Mishal was shocked again, are you all so invulnerable?

He hated this feeling, and looking at Du Ruo, he felt murderous again.

Du Ruo was still free and easy: "Friend, I am suffering from magic scale disease, and I am so embarrassed that I have to go to the sea of ​​sand alone. Do you think there are any people close to me who are worthy of being brought against me?"

"You convinced me, scholar." Mishal shook his head, accepting the reality.

Even he wouldn't pay much attention to a dying person, nor would he bother to collect the legacy of the God King.

"So be it, let's work together, scholar, until the day you die."

"Then wish us a happy cooperation."

"I wish us a happy cooperation."

Mishal is very confident and is ready to explode his gold coins when Du Ruo dies.

Chapter 54 People in the world call him Sand Crocodile

The first step in cooperation is to hand over the dancing powder formula.

Du Ruo chose salt powder, dry ice, and something that looked like silver iodide but was actually unrecognizable. Elemental forces made up everything in Teyvat. Some were similar, and some were specious. All materials needed Du Ruo to re-recognize.

The second step of the cooperation is for the Legacy of the God King to support Du Ruo in developing a means to send dancing fans to heaven.

There are two design ideas. One is to develop a super cannon to shoot up, referring to the main gun of the giant ruins machine; the other is to use an aircraft and use an airship to spray it.

The former requires archeology, the latter requires introduction, and both require improvement.

Needless to say, the giant ruins mechanism has been lying there for hundreds of years. Scholars have been studying it over and over but have not yet built anything similar. They can only reproduce small machines.

The Fontaine airship is well-known in Teyvat. If it were not for the unique energy source that is difficult to popularize in other countries, and the unique weather characteristics of each country, I am afraid that cross-border trade would have to include air transportation.

In short, these design ideas require more knowledge support, calculation of theoretical feasibility, and selected solutions.

Knowledge is very precious in Xumi, and even more precious in the Sea of ​​Sand.

Sadly, even such a precious thing is gradually being lost.

The Legacy of the God King opened a part of the library to Du Ruo, which contains all kinds of knowledge that may or may not be useful, legends, poems, murals, and the research legacy of scholars who disappeared in the sand sea.