Genshin Impact: Rise of the Desert

Ivan nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood, while a group of Fontainebleau people behind him were trying to suppress their laughter.

Out of politeness, they didn't laugh out loud.

Ivan tried to pull his leg out twice, but couldn't.

Esen cried out, "Chief, I don't want to stay here anymore, I want to go home!"

Ivan could only turn around and ask, "Is there anyone who wants to stay here and learn Churchhrushchev?"

The entire group of soldiers from Hezhong took a step back.

After all, nobody wants to sleep with a Hilichurl, and learning Hilichurl is enough if you learn from Esther. At least Esther has been with Ivan for so long and knows how to teach people, but Hilichurls might not.

"Alright, I'll go talk to Laka. You guys go back."

Seeing that none of his people wanted to stay, Ivan didn't want to force them, so he went alone to the high place where Laka had been watching for a long time.

Looking at Ivan's retreating figure, He Zhong seemed somewhat lost and asked his companions, "Shouldn't we have refused the chieftain?"

Ethan scrambled to his feet, dusting himself off. "Do you want to marry a Hilichurl? Hurry up! I need tea! Tea! I need to poop!"

The shooting corps nodded in agreement and led the Fontaines onward.

At this moment, a student-looking person asked, "Um... Mr. Yesen, may I ask, what does drinking tea have to do with defecating?"

Looking at the group of Fontainebleau people bursting with curiosity, Ethan, no longer looking dejected, tossed his hair and raised his head: "This is because people need carbohydrates to be healthy. In our desert region, the only way to obtain carbohydrates is by exchanging grains and a small amount of dates. We don't consume many carbohydrates; we usually eat dairy products and meat."

"While dairy products and meat can meet most of the human body's needs, they are not as efficient as carbohydrates, which can lead to constipation. That's why we need to drink tea to relieve constipation, otherwise we might die from constipation."

These words, brimming with experience, drew loud praise from the students of Fontainebleau.

At this point, Abel asked, "Did Ivan tell you?"

Yes, his lips twitched, and he sighed, "Yes, it's him."

This statement drew further praise from the people of Fontainebleau.

"Wow, that big-headed man is not only strong and handsome, but also so smart."

"Unfortunately, he never appears in our adult videos."

"Oh? Where is Miss Navia?"

"It seems they followed that leader..."

To Ivan's relief, Navia followed with her two bodyguards, claiming that the Hilichurls were not easy to deal with.

But Ivan felt that she was just curious about how Hilichurls lived.

“Miss Navia, look, that’s the Hilichurl chieftain Rakka, a shaman who is knowledgeable about almost all elemental magic.”

"The Hilichurls living here often say that even the great Unu makes mistakes, but Rakka does not."

"The two Hill Crest Kings next to him are his personal guards. They are very powerful. Even I would have to put in a lot of effort to take them down."

Ivan introduced the Hilichurl chieftain to Navia, who listened intently to his magnetic voice, afraid of missing anything, while also observing her surroundings.

Silver remained silent, a man of few words.

Myles, with his keen eye, immediately saw that Ivan was no good person and promptly exposed him: "The Rock Helmet Hilichurl King is a formidable opponent for you, but my lady only needs one shot, and even two Hilichurl Kings together won't be of any use!"

Ivan and his companions had reached the stone steps built by the Hilichurls. It would take them more than a hundred blocks to reach Raka's location. Every ten blocks, there would be a Hilichurl Rock Helmet or Hilichurl Thunder Helmet as a guard.

At the top of the stone steps, on the platform formed by naturally formed tall stone pillars, there are as many as fifty Hilichurl Shamans and about one hundred Hilichurl Kings stationed there to act as guards.

Ivan ignored Miles and turned to Navia, who was holding a magnificent parasol and guarding the Chuchu King, extending his hand: "Miss Navia, the steps are high, be careful not to fall. You don't need to be nervous about Raka's fierce guards. If you are, just hold my hand."

"You're so thoughtful." Navia didn't think much of it and placed her hand in Ivan's palm.

Miles was furious.

The young lady was repeatedly harassed by this desert man, yet she didn't show any aversion. Normally, Navia, who was always a sycophant, would keep her distance from them in a friendly manner. What was going on?

Looking at Ivan's cunning smile, Miles seemed to recall that Ivan had dyed his hair yellow in order to stay close to Navia.

Then, taking Navia to Carles' house, he asked himself, "Old Deng, is my horse safe downstairs at your house?"

Myles, caught up in his emotions, couldn't catch his breath and passed out.

"Miles! Miles!"

"Hey, wake up."

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In the end, Navia let Silver take Myles away while she continued on with Ivan.

"How does it feel to be a leader? It's not much harder than maintaining a gang, is it?" Navia looked at the optimistic Ivan, and then thought of her father who had been frowning all day recently, placing the two on the same level.

“I don’t know how gangs operate. All I know is that as the chief of the tribe, I need to lead my people to survive in the cruel desert.”

"Only by finding suitable pastures for grazing, dealing with cunning merchants, and taking countless risks to defend against foreign enemies can I make life better for my people."

Ivan spoke slowly, and then, remembering his responsibilities, he stopped smiling.

Navia seemed to see a hint of weariness flash in Ivan's eyes.

Can this mountain-like man ever get tired?

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After walking for a while, Ivan and Navia arrived at the top floor, both of them covered in a thin layer of sweat.

Ivan didn't care; he was used to it. He simply took off his clothes and draped them over his shoulders.

Navia was in a terrible situation. At first, she was somewhat excited about the place. But after a while, the desert's average temperature of 48 degrees Celsius became unbearable for her.

Unable to take off her clothes, she could only try to cover her body in the shade of the umbrella.

Navia felt bored watching Ivan and Raka communicate in a language she couldn't understand at all.

She was no quiet little girl; she would try to take as many things as possible from places where the Hilichs allowed her.

For example, unfinished horns, hair trimmed by Hilichurls, and shards of Electro Crystals intended to be used as Thunder Crossbowmen.

These products, both primitive and civilized, aroused Navia's great interest, and she kept putting the collected items into the Eye of God Space 2.

The Hilichurl King and the shaman standing guard nearby were furious. These things weren't that important, but seeing humans pick them up made them feel like ants were crawling all over them.

Navia felt as if she had returned to her childhood, searching for things in her father's office that interested her as a child, and her smile widened even more.

However, she was sweating more and more.

The collar was wet, the hem of the skirt was wet...

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1. Unu: The god worshipped by the Chuchon people.

2. Eye of God Space: The owner of the Eye of God can store items within it, the amount of which is related to their own strength. This ranges from storing a single weapon to creating a warehouse for an entire army.