Firefly Journey

After reaching an agreement with Cassius to jointly open the ancient god's ruins, the guide became less important. In keeping with the spirit of the contract, Jonathan and his group honored their promise and did not terminate their agreement with Piero.

Piero, who didn't have to work as a guide but still got paid, spent his days happily in the tavern.

Meanwhile, Lin Yuanran, who had received Wendy's invitation, was busy preparing a gift.

In his view, the sentiment is more important than the form, and a meaningful gift is never limited by price.

Okay, he just doesn't want to spend money; he wants to save money to go home.

Wendy loves flowers, and spring is her favorite season, when the blooming flowers complement her beauty perfectly.

After searching through the original owner's memories, Lin Yuanran sighed helplessly. It seemed that no matter what he gave her, the girl would accept it with a smile and say that she liked it very much.

Under the blazing sun, Lin Yuanran toiled in the vegetable garden in front of his house, weeding as he pondered the gift.

Feng Ling came out of the room, her hand covering her forehead to shield her eyes from the glaring sunlight. Her golden hair was tied up high, and her sapphire-like eyes were fixed on Lin Yuanran.

Lin Yuanran glanced up and saw her standing there motionless. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "Is something the matter?"

"What are we eating today?"

"That's what I'm planning to make: stewed mutton with potatoes. If you have any other dishes you'd like to eat, I can make them."

"No need, this is fine. How's the preparation of the materials going?"

"What bad luck! It hasn't rained since you arrived." Lin Yuanran realized his mistake and quickly corrected himself, "I'm not blaming you... don't misunderstand."

“We don’t have that kind of ability,” Wind Chime said. “You look so worried, is it because of this?”

Lin Yuanran said, "Not entirely. A friend of mine is having a birthday soon, and I don't know what gift to give him."

"A friend's birthday?" Wind Chime frowned. "It's hard to imagine that someone like you has friends."

Lin Yuanran was full of questions. What do you mean by that, girl?

Why do I have no friends?

"Since I moved in, the number of people who have come to see you can be counted on one hand. Could it be a fake?"

Lin Yuanran said, "That's because everyone's busy..."

Graduating from school and turning sixteen means they are no longer children, but adults who can stand on their own.

Adults have very limited time, and it's rare for them to have even half a day of leisure.

“I can’t understand what the point of all your busyness is?” she suddenly said.

Lin Yuanran frowned: "Of course it's meaningful to try to live."

She said, "But in my opinion, this kind of life is meaningless."

"you mean?"

"The medicinal herbs in your yard, if converted to the value of Ibiza, wouldn't even be worth as much as a postman's weekly wage."

"Not everyone is born into nobility; isn't this just how ordinary people live?"

Lin Yuanran was a little angry. Whether in the original world or now, he was just an ordinary person living an ordinary life. Why could those who had never experienced such a life always make arbitrary judgments?

Why not eat meat porridge?

"That's why I say most people's lives are meaningless. Living a life of routine, what's the difference between that and the inventions of the mechanical god?"

Lin Yuanran shook his head: "Even ordinary people have their own aspirations. You are not them, so you don't know if they are happy or not."

You are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish?

The wind chime seemed determined to argue: "You're not me, how do you know I don't know whether they're happy or not?"

Lin Yuanran's lips twitched slightly. In the original world, Feng Ling's remarks would have a specific term, and she would definitely be very suitable for working on a construction site.

"Forget it, we're not from the same world."

Lin Yuanran was somewhat unconvinced: "Of course we're not from the same world."

My world is outside a dimension I can never return to; who can understand this feeling?!

I want to eat boiled fish.

Finally, she left behind these words.

"Okay, I'll go buy it, provided it's still available."

Lin Yuanran suddenly realized that all the nonsense she had been spouting to him, almost to a philosophical level, was ultimately just because she was too ashamed to admit she wanted to eat fish.

Carrying a basket, Lin Yuanran arrived at the street where vegetables were sold.

There are several fishmongers in town, but Lin Yuanran always prefers to buy from Gao Wen's shop because he is familiar with them.

May the light be with you.

Upon seeing Lin Yuanran arrive, Gao Wen couldn't help but crack a joke.

Lin Yuanran placed his hand on his heart with an extremely standard posture, which would be hard to believe without at least ten years of teaching experience.

May the light be with you.

"So you've completely embraced the Lord? But you're not among those praying in the church."

The church in Torreg was so rudimentary that it lacked even a missionary to lead prayer services, making it quite unprofessional. Nevertheless, Julius's followers remained devout.

Anyway, it doesn’t cost any money, just have some faith.

If one day your luck turns around, it must be thanks to Him.

"Uncle, we keep the gods in our hearts. As long as the sentiment is enough, it doesn't matter whether we pray or not," Lin Yuanran said, his words implying that he never took the gods seriously.

If the gods feel something is amiss, they can certainly punish me with divine retribution. However, there are countless people like this in the world, so how can the gods possibly attend to them all?

Most importantly, those gods have long since fallen and can no longer hear praise or curses.

"50 copper coins."

Gao Wen. Johnson tossed two cleaned fish into Lin Yuanran's shopping basket. After paying the bill and saying goodbye to this interesting uncle, Lin Yuanran went to buy scallions and other condiments.

The process of cooking fish is simple and boring; by the time it's cooked into a delicious dish and served, it's already getting a little dark.

"We'll eat this tomorrow too. I bought two," Lin Yuanran said.

Instead of continuing the conversation, Feng Ling asked, "Have you decided what gift to give your friend?"

Lin Yuanran didn't know why she suddenly brought this up, but he was troubled by it, and it wouldn't hurt to have someone to discuss it with. Besides, she was a girl, and she might be able to offer some inspiration.

"I'm at a loss, I want to send something special, something whose value I don't care about."

Well, mainly because I don't have any money.

"Why not just cater to their preferences?"

"Her tastes are too ordinary, which is what has been bothering me."

Flowers bloom and fade, nothing can preserve their beauty. In the past, the original owner had also made flower wreaths and the like for Wendy, which were nice as they were, but they withered over time and could not be preserved for long. What Lin Yuanran wanted to give was something that could last forever, that would be more meaningful.

As Lin Yuanran recounted the story, Feng Ling said, "I've seen that girl before. If she didn't have wings, I would have thought she was an elf."

Lin Yuanran said, "You have a high opinion of her."

“Everyone who has met her says so, not just me.” Feng Ling said calmly, “In the realm of supernatural powers, nothing is impossible. If you become a superhuman, you might be able to surprise her on her birthday.”

Lin Yuanran's eyes lit up. Could it be done like that?