Rama rubbed his chin.
After a brief moment of astonishment, he suddenly realized what kind of trouble this was.
There is no doubt that Nasita was disappointed with the human community.
"The same group of people have problems, but Barbatos or Morax will never doubt the human race as a whole."
"They have witnessed the history of mankind, know the epics of heroes, and have also witnessed the despicable actions of villains."
“They know the glory and darkness of human nature and are willing to accept them all, just as a father accepts the strengths and weaknesses of his ineffective son.”
Rama tried a little harder, not wanting Nasita to lose faith in the human group.
"But I didn't witness that much."
"During the five hundred years of imprisonment, I could only peek into the world through the bars of the prison."
"I have seen birds fluttering their wings and children happily chasing the moon shadow in the lake."
"But none of this is enough to make up for the evil I witnessed."
Nacida shook her head, "I should use the good I have seen to offset the evil I have personally experienced, but I can't."
He looked at Rama, his expression unusually confused.
"Because I have never experienced much of the goodness of human nature, but because of the choices and actions of the Six Sages, I have seen the evil of human nature."
Disappointment is not a momentary thing.
The betrayal of Azar and the six of them was the straw that broke the camel's back.
On one side of this straw, there are six sages in the past who have chosen the same path of imprisonment.
"You won't lose hope in humanity because of this, will you?"
Rama thought of many ways to enlighten the other party, but in the end he just asked dryly.
"No way." Nasida said with a smile, "I am the successor of the Great Merciful Tree King and the God of Grass of Xumi Destiny."
“How could I turn my back on my people?”
As if the complaint just now had never occurred at all, he easily dropped the topic, saying it casually as an old acquaintance, without any distraction.
But Rama looked silent.
After a while, he still didn't persuade, but just looked at Leila who was curled up not far away.
"come here."
He extended his hand to say hello.
"Are you calling me?"
The girl stood up, looking confused, and pointed her index finger at herself.
"Let's talk to our God of Grass." Rama looked calm, "Maybe he will turn black and then massacre the Sumeru people."
"You don't want to see a river of blood either, do you?"
"Hey, Rama!" Nasita scolded, "I'm just a little unhappy for a moment."
Demon gods are sentient beings, and they have a lot of the same emotions that humans have.
"Ah, can you really leave such an important matter to me?"
Leila's eyes began to circle in a rather comical manner, obviously she was extremely confused.
"I'm going to fulfill my promise, Your Majesty the Little Lucky Grass King."
Rama used a relatively formal address, "I hope you can also fulfill your promise."
Repairing the mechanism should be easier.
Although Azar destroyed the console, the prototypes of these mechanisms themselves can be found from the data stored in the Order Academy.
Over the past five hundred years, this broken mechanism will always need to be repaired. The meditation room or confinement room is supported by divine power, but the console in the Great Sage's office will inevitably be at risk of breaking.
If it can be repaired, of course it can be deduced from the principle of the mechanism.
Rama quickly walked to Azar's office.
As expected, the place has lost its former glory.
Looking up, it can only be described as dilapidated.
"I don't want to stay at all." Rama shook his head gently, "I have decided, just letting him die would be too easy for them."
"They should be allowed to make greater contributions to Xumi."
Technology has reached this point, and human experimentation is a process that cannot be avoided.
The final target of the alchemy potion is the Teyvat people. If it is not tested on people, just measuring the data out of thin air will either make it impossible to proceed, or it will be too slow.
Anyway, if you can find "volunteers", there is no need to make hard calculations.
Now we can only hope that the work efficiency of the [Thirty-Man Group] is not high enough and can leave him a few good experimental bodies.
Rama casually informed Babel who was stationed in Xumi City, and then focused his attention on the damaged mechanism.
No, it can no longer be described as damaged.
Rama could only find a big hole at the console, and no specific mechanical components could be found at all.
Azar was indeed willing to take action. The only good thing was that he retained a little bit of dignity and did not simply burn down the Order House.
All the research results of previous generations of scholars of the Order Academy were sealed in [The Void]. They packed up this part of the information, took away the Heart of God, and planned to run away. Only the Order Academy and ordinary students and teachers were left without them. .
It can be considered a bit of the dignity of the Six Sages.
If he wanted to make things right, he could simply poison all these scholars to death, and then simply burn down the Order Hall and Sumeru City to maximize Rama's losses.
But it seems that he still has a few sage self-esteem.
"That said, I still have to thank him. Although he is no longer a great sage, at least not everything in life violates the responsibilities of a great sage."
"Let him live as long as possible, at least longer than his relatives."
Rama remembered Azar's "favor" of not destroying it all and was ready to repay it.
Things related to Azar can be sorted out later, but the final thing now is to release Nasida from the solitary room.
Fortunately, the blueprints for the construction of the solitary room...the meditation room were also among the records of the Order. Rama spent some time finding relevant records from many documents, and then began to decipher them again.
His work didn't go very smoothly, but it wasn't too troublesome either, it just took a little time.
It just so happened that he also told others that he needed to win the approval of the God of Grass.
It takes time to win recognition, so it can be considered a patch in advance.
Rama was a little busy, but Raiila was in a panic.
"Say something, please, think about it quickly, what should you say?"
The girl screamed inwardly.
The exchange between Rama and Nasita just now became more and more strange to her.
Although I tried my best to avoid it and didn't want to hear anything at all, after all, I couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb by covering my ears.
She didn't miss a word of what she was supposed to hear.
For example - "Why does God love people?"
"No, you can't think like that! You are the God of Grass in Sumeru. What expression should we make when you ask such a question?"
She has a lot of inner drama, but on the outside she can only look stiff and flattering.
"Little Lord Lucky Grass King, am I qualified to listen to your teachings?"
Leila looked cute.
"That's not a very interesting story."
Nasida's consciousness looked towards Xumi City.
As Rama promised, there was no great chaos and he did not attack ordinary people.
These unlucky people are only relatives of the Six Sages.
"But I directed you here, and if you want to listen, I can talk to you."
His tone was still gentle, which made Leila sigh in relief.
"Of course." She nodded repeatedly, "I am honored to have the opportunity to listen to the story of the God of Grass."
After a moment, she wished she could travel through time and beat herself to death for saying this.
"I was born at the moment when the Tree King died, and the sages of the Order found me."
Nasida raised her head and looked up high, "They happily took me back to the Order House, and then they habitually asked me questions about wisdom."
"They said, 'King Daci Tree is the god of wisdom. He will answer all the doubts of scholars. You are the successor of King Daci Tree, so you should have the same wisdom as a god.'"
He said lightly, "That's probably what he said."
"However, I was actually just born. I have no strength or wisdom."
"After discovering this, they chose to imprison me in a solitary cell and deny everyone access to me."
"If the God of Wisdom has no wisdom, then let Him live in isolation. Without contact with outsiders and without answering questions about wisdom, the God of Wisdom will not expose the fact that He has no wisdom. In this way, Sumeru will always possess wisdom. God."
Leila quickly knelt on the ground.
This is the history of humiliation for the gods.
He was imprisoned here by the sages who were supposed to serve him, and if I heard correctly, this should have happened five hundred years ago.
But today, five hundred years later, He is still in the confinement room.
Sumeru people cannot stand and listen to such scandals about gods. They must kneel on the ground respectfully. It is an offense to listen standing up.
【I shouldn’t ask too many questions! 】
Leila regretted it very much and wished she could travel back in time and go back to where she punched herself to shut up when she spoke at that time.
However, she was not a time assassin after all. When Nacida told this story, she could only kneel on the ground and listen to the god telling an uninteresting story in fear.
"Then I met Rama, who was a little better than these sages. Although I don't know where his tolerance and favor for me came from, I still benefited a lot from it, and I am about to escape."
"Miss Leila."
Nacida asked suddenly.
"I'm here, Lord God of Grass." Laila was so excited that she almost jumped up.
"Don't be so nervous." The God of Grass smiled, "I just have a question and I hope to get your help."
"Please tell me, I will try my best."
Her usual rhetoric is "I will try my best... ugh, probably." ] and [Now that you have something you like and can do well, you have to stick to it, even...even...even...even...ah, otherwise I'd better go home. 】
It's quite realistic.
But this time, she couldn't avoid the question.
"Leila, Leila, please, do something useful!"
"If a person helps you many times, but you have nothing to give him in return, what should you do to repay him?"
the god asked softly.
Having nothing in return but wanting something in return.
The girl was silent for a moment, and then said seriously, "It's probably everything to me."
Damn it, you said the wrong thing!
"Everything."
The god sighed leisurely and said no more words.
(End of chapter)
