What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

Suddenly, the surroundings became extremely quiet, and a needle dropping to the ground would make a loud noise.

After Qingshan said this, almost everyone in the hall was waiting for Yuling's answer.

Even Si Chun, who had just arrived at the outer hall, stopped at the screen, waiting for Yu Ling's answer.

There is no distinction between male and female gods, so it is not uncommon for them to become immortal couples in the wilderness, but let’s not talk about this for now. These two can be considered rivals. It’s not that they are rivals, but...

Qingling and Zhiyue first looked at the smiling White Moon God, and then turned to look at the golden man with a dark face.

The two looked at each other, and what they wanted to say was self-evident in their eyes.

"Qingshan, I don't like you."

Everyone was stunned where they were. Perhaps only Chi Ri raised the corners of his lips slowly while looking at Bai Yue.

Bai Yue pursed her lips, not looking at the smiling person beside her, but just looking at the child who was a little bit at a loss with a little worry.

"No, no, it's not that I don't like you. It's, it's... not that kind of like."

Yu Ling looked at the man in front of her for just a moment before her heart sank. She even retracted her fingertips that had touched the corner of his eye. She quickly grabbed his wrist and pulled it back, staring into those obsidian eyes and saying hurriedly, "I, I like you being my friend. I like you coming to me, and I like the time we're together."

"But," he met the gaze of the person in front of him. Yu Ling didn't even realize that a thin layer of sweat had appeared on the palm of her hand that was holding the person.

He knew too well what it felt like to be rejected, and he didn't want Qingshan to have the same experience, but he also didn't want to let him down.

Qingshan looked at his anxious and helpless appearance, and covered the back of his hand with his other hand. Fine sweat seeped through the skin on his wrist, bringing a slight coolness.

At this time, Bai Yue came to his back without knowing when, and put her hand gently on his shoulder. His eyes were a little hot, but he was not that sad.

He understood.

They had only met once, and besides, he had originally liked the goddess Sichun. Wouldn't it be too heartless for her to agree to him so quickly?

The tears in his eyes seemed to be about to burst out, and he didn't want anyone to see them, especially in front of Yu Ling.

He stood up, apologized hastily to Yu Ling, and hurriedly left the front hall.

Bai Yue lowered her head and sighed when she saw the dazed young man squatting on the ground.

He bent down, touched the drooping head, and rubbed it. "He's just a little sad now. Don't be afraid. You've done nothing wrong."

He just stood there quietly, his long silver hair sliding from his shoulders to the front with his movements. In this golden room, the faint moonlight belonging to him lingered, which made people slowly calm down.

Chi Ri, who had originally curled his lips, now saw Yu Ling's pitiful look, and the corners of his lips slowly drooped. He pursed his thin lips and pulled the squatting person up from the ground.

His eyes fell on Bai Yue's face, then he looked away, "Show him off."

Peace finally returned to the front hall, and the young man's worries were finally coming to an end.

When Bai Yue left Fusang Palace, he saw someone squatting under a tree.

He threw the leaf in his hand in front of the person. Qingshan raised his head and saw the person coming out. He stood up and patted the dust off his body.

"Here."

Qingshan looked at the rattle handed to him by the person in front of him and looked at him in confusion.

"I saw that children in the mortal world liked this very much. They smiled after just turning it."

Qingshan took the drum strung on a wooden pole and shook it in his hand, but Baiyue held his hand.

Grabbing his fingertips and moving them left and right, a crisp sound rang out happily in his ears.

Qingshan looked at the cheerful rattle in front of him, and the corners of his bitter mouth couldn't help but curl up, "Children in the mortal world are really easy to satisfy."

He fiddled with the rattle in his hand, and the image of Yu Ling's smiling face playing with it appeared in his mind.

He frowned somewhat dejectedly and whispered to Bai Yue, "Bai Yue, am I too impatient?"

"That child doesn't care about you," He stroked his face, gently soothing him, "The word 'love' itself is difficult to fully understand. Leave it to time."

Qingshan seemed to hear again the straightforward words "I don't like it" and that confused and helpless face. He looked up at the towering Fusang Palace.

His cold and hard jawline was tightly stretched, then he shook it, "Forget it, it's not like he said no one cares about him." Since he came in, he could see that everyone in Fuso Palace cared about him.

Originally thinking Qingshan was complaining a little because his love wasn't fulfilled, Bai Yue didn't know how to persuade him, when she heard the person next to her continue to say, "It's good that someone likes him. At least he won't be alone when he's sad."

Bai Yue put his hands behind his back, looking like an old man. "I'm glad you think so."

Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Baiyue, "Is Baiyue going to descend to the mortal world again?"

"Well, Tiandao heard that the lower realm has been in turmoil recently. I'm afraid something went wrong when Pangu created the world and he stayed in the lower realm."

Qingshan pinched the corner of his clothes and looked at Baiyue nervously, "Can I go with you?"

"When you're not at Yaohua Pond, I don't know where to take the kitten to play."

"Yu Qing is still here."

Hearing this, Qingshan's mood dropped again, and he looked a little lonely. "Yu Qing and Goddess Si Chun are getting along well. I'm afraid if I see her, she won't be able to resist asking about him."

He curled his lips and pretended to smile nonchalantly, "I always hear your stories about the mortal world. I also want to see what that place is like."

"I won't cause you any trouble. If you're unhappy about anything, I'll go back to Canghuang immediately!"

Bai Yue looked at the little man who was a little sad just now and now became excited. She couldn't bear to refuse for a moment, so she agreed reluctantly.

Will the mortal world be fun for the children of Canghuang?

Recalling the memories of the underworld, Bai Yue pinched her fingertips and recalled them.

……

At that time, He happened to be in the lower world to observe. Not to mention that He was wearing complete clothes and was dancing around a group of shirtless barbarians, that was a kind of observation of an alien species.

I remember that He took a lot of time to understand their language.

But He discovered the shortcomings of this language, that it was too awkward and inconvenient for describing things.

Because he helped them create fire, he established a certain status in their hearts, so he stayed there for a while.

He first reshaped the language of the tribe he discovered. Although its development was limited, at least they could communicate in daily life.

Later, we swam downstream along the source of the water and found many clustered tribes, all of which had some minor problems.

For example, He is now facing a food epidemic. Regarding some minor problems with hunting wild animals and eating wild fruits and mushrooms, He has discovered that the human body is very fragile and seems to have to obtain energy from food, but the choice of food will also affect the energy they obtain.

For this reason, he went back to Canghuang to ask the God of Land, and only then did he understand the reason. He got some grains called "seeds" from Canghuang and gave them to the tribe that was always sick.

He taught the method of planting to the child who was healed by his magic. He looked very thin, but his eyes were shining as he looked at the white moon.

You asked Bai Yue why he gave the planting method to a skinny child, because he was afraid that if he left, the child might not survive.

He won't be able to compete with those strong men.

He looked at those shining eyes and still felt a little bit reluctant towards him.

He remembered that the night before he was about to leave, the skinny child was still lying in his arms, calling his name.

Bai Yue's compassion was born at this moment.

Although each god has a long lifespan, the initial awakening of their emotions may not be as much as that of a six-year-old child. Gods have magical powers and responsibilities since birth, but their emotions are severely indifferent.

It's not that they are indifferent, but they have no experience and no one to guide them, so they just act according to instinct and the rules set by the law.

This was the first time Bai Yue violated the rules. He should not give the identity of leader to such a thin child.

He will bring about the destruction of an entire clan.

Bai Yue looked at the sleeping child and had the same idea as the gods at that time. If they were outnumbered, they would divide the power equally and follow the principle of conservation of mass.

He chose several more children from his tribe, and called them the Chosen Children. He taught them how to make tools, weave textiles, and perform simple medical treatments.

These technologies alone made Bai Yue Canghuang run back and forth between the mortal world at that time, learning from different gods and then chewing up these technologies and feeding them to them.

He had stayed in this tribe for so long that when those children were able to stand on their own, he felt proud.

It’s like planting seeds, and the joy of seeing the seeds bear fruit is something I have never experienced before in the wilderness.

The day He was finally able to leave, the child ran out to chase Him and broke his leg.

Bai Yue once again confirmed the fact that humans are really fragile. Although his body was no longer so thin and had even grown to his chest, he was still so... vulnerable.

He secretly healed his wounds for the last time, and then said to him in a deep voice, "You must eat well in the future, so that you can become strong and no one can bully you anymore."

He was a quiet child, and he was not seen communicating with others through words on weekdays. He just worked hard in the fields and studied what He taught him.

You asked Bai Yue why she was so impressed by this child, perhaps it was those eyes.

The day he saved him, there was light in his eyes, unlike the gray and black pupils of the others. It was hard to tell what kind of light it was, but Bai Yue liked him very much, so she was the first to save him.

When he left, there was light in the child's eyes. Bai Yue thought, maybe after he had searched all the clans, he should be able to come back and see him.

Later, He came to a tribe with a large number of women. Through this tribe, He understood the differences in human genders. Compared with men, women have much worse innate conditions.

Bai Yue felt that he had to think about how to keep them alive in this world.

Winter was approaching, and the cold was biting. Simple shelter could not provide warmth. Bai Yue thought that since the fur of wild animals could be used to keep warm, wouldn't it be enough to stuff enough fur-like things into clothes instead?

This would save a lot of clothing accumulation, after all, it was still difficult for women to hunt for wild animal furs.

So what can replace hair?

He went to consult the God of Land again. The God of Land was an old man with a weird temper. He felt that Bai Yue's frequent visits to him had interfered with his normal life, so when Bai Yue knocked on the door, he simply threw a copy of Baicao Collection on the ground.

When Bai Yue picked it up, she found that these were some herbal records left over from her previous consultation.

Why didn’t He think of compiling it into a book?

Finally, he discovered that the fruits of two plants could replace this hair. One was dandelion, but it was too troublesome to plant because the fruits were too easily blown away by the wind. In this case, cotton was more reliable.

So a new batch of agricultural planting techniques were started, and then... the planting failed.

Bai Yue was completely puzzled and buried himself in the soil all year round. He even ran back upstream to ask children with rich experience, and finally came to a lot of conclusions.

There are considerations regarding soil, season, and even the amount of watering.

Now that we know where the problem lies, things will be much easier to solve.

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