Chapter 215 Migrud Village

As soon as the sun set, the temperature in the wasteland began to drop rapidly.

The temperature difference between day and night could reach dozens of degrees, showing just how harsh the local environment was.

Ruijerd had gathered firewood early on and lit a campfire to dispel the surrounding cold.

Draped in a blanket, Eris sat before the fire, full of energy and showing no intention of sleeping; she wanted to hear more adventure stories from Ruijerd.

As a warrior who had fought in the Laplace War and lived for five hundred years, the stories he had experienced could not be finished in several days and nights.

It was just that Ruijerd's eloquence was somewhat lacking.

No matter how magnificent the experience, when told from his mouth, it became somewhat flat and tasteless, like a salad without dressing.

However, Eris still listened with great interest.

After all, whether it was this Demon Continent or the war stories from hundreds of years ago, they were all unprecedented novelties to her.

As for Chen Nuo, he was checking the progress of various research topics he had established through Pronia's expanded information window.

“The research progress for the topic 'Conversion of Matter and Magic' has currently reached eighty percent...”

“'Relative Dimensions of Time and Space'...”

“'Duality of Fate and Causality'...”

“...”

Currently, the data transmitted by all the data piles was only ten percent of the total, but it had already greatly advanced the progress of Chen Nuo's various research topics.

Especially in the area of 'Conversion of Matter and Magic', it had directly surged ahead by a large margin.

The Mass Displacement Magic had indeed pried open a corner of the world's truth for Chen Nuo, and he had successfully seized the opportunity.

Without this opportunity, Chen Nuo wouldn't have known how long he would have to wait to complete these topics.

Once he had the support of these complete theories, Chen Nuo would be able to replicate various 'magics' from the other world.

“I still need to continue upgrading Pronia's computing power.”

Chen Nuo said as he watched the research progress move forward.

Originally, Pronia's computing power was sufficient, but now the tens of thousands of data piles were truly putting pressure on it, and it was already running slightly overloaded.

“Formulating a new optimization plan...”

Upon hearing that there was work to be done, Sandrone's expression immediately became serious.

“Um... what are they doing?”

Ruijerd asked Eris in a low voice.

On the Demon Continent where productivity was still very primitive, where would he have seen an intellectual like Chen Nuo?

He felt as if his IQ was being repeatedly crushed by the relentless wheels of progress.

“I don't know, and it's best not to try and understand. Master Ghislaine said that if you know too much, the sword in your hand will become dull.”

Eris said with a serious face.

It was as if she was declaring a stance.

It wasn't that she couldn't learn, but rather that she was unwilling to learn.

These words sounded well-founded and convincing.

Ruijerd nodded silently; for a swordsman of the Sword God Style, there was indeed no need to learn too much—just trust the sword in your hand.

After all, those with good brains generally studied Water God Style swordsmanship.

With Eris's IQ and single-minded brain, she was indeed a natural-born prodigy for the Sword God Style. Just look at Ghislaine to know; the master and apprentice belonged to the same type of competitor.

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On their first night on the Demon Continent, Eris slept very soundly.

As long as she was holding Chen Nuo, it was all the same to her where she slept.

Pronia could transform into a tent, creating the most suitable sleeping environment.

A domestic daemon was manufactured specifically to satisfy lifestyle needs.

However, the space inside was limited, so there was certainly no way to accommodate Ruijerd. He stayed by the campfire alone, sleeping lightly for the night.

After Chen Nuo woke up, he used magic to summon fresh water. After he and Eris washed up, they headed toward the nearest demon village under Ruijerd's guidance.

That was the village of the Migurd Tribe.

In other words, Roxy's hometown.

Ruijerd had helped the people of this tribe many times in the past. It was one of the few results of his hard work over the past few hundred years; at least it allowed the Migurd Tribe to accept his presence.

Since they were both demon races that suffered from discrimination, the two sides had quite a bit to talk about.

As for where the discrimination against the Migurd came from, it was better not to ask too much to avoid embarrassment.

The group also encountered some harassing monsters along the way.

They were mainly the Land Turtles they had encountered before. This area was where they lived and bred, and it was currently their mating season, so nearby tribal villages were deeply troubled by them.

However, these monsters were all slain by Ruijerd alone.

In this warrior's subconscious, he still treated Chen Nuo and the others as subjects who needed protection.

In half a day's time, the group arrived at their destination.

“The Migurd Village is just ahead.”

Ruijerd said, pointing ahead.

On a stretch of yellowish-brown land, it was rare to see some different colors. That touch of vibrant green life seemed particularly precious here.

However, the villagers did not welcome outsiders, especially humans.

Although the war between demons and humans had been settled for hundreds of years, this amount of time was not enough to wear away the memories of the demon people; most of their lives were much longer than those of humans.

“I cannot let these two suspicious people in.”

The Migurd tribesman guarding the village path rejected Ruijerd in the Demon God Language.

The appearance of the Migurd Tribe froze at an early age, so the warrior in front of them also looked like a youth, not much older than Chen Nuo.

“What is this guy saying? His tone doesn't sound very good.”

Eris didn't understand the Demon God Language, but her intuition was very sharp, and she could feel the other party's exclusionary hostility.

“Let me handle it, Ruijerd.”

Chen Nuo stepped forward, facing the Migurd tribesman, and pulled an amulet necklace from his chest.

That was a gift from Roxy when he was ten years old.

“Excuse me, do you recognize this necklace?”

“This?! Where did you get this?”

“My tutor, Roxy, gave it to me. She is also a member of the Migurd Tribe.”

“Tutor?!”

The Migurd warrior's eyes widened.

Could there really be such a coincidence?

But what truly shocked him was not that.

Looking at Chen Nuo's face which still had its youthful innocence, the Migurd warrior's eyes couldn't help but twitch.

His daughter was simply going too far!

To actually make a move on such a young child.

The necklace around Chen Nuo's neck had a special meaning for the Migurd Tribe.

“Roxy is my daughter... My name is Rowin.”

Rowin suddenly felt a bit unable to hold his head up.

“So it's Uncle. If Roxy knew we met, she would definitely be very happy.”

As Chen Nuo spoke, he dialed out a “Magic Call.”

“Roxy, do you know who I've met?”

“Hmm?”

“Your father, Uncle Rowin.”

“Eh!!??”

Roxy's surprised voice came from Chen Nuo's hand.

Rowin could naturally tell that it was his daughter's voice, even though the two had not seen each other for many years.

When Roxy ran away from home back then, she was only fourteen.

As for why, it was because the Migurd Tribe possessed the ability of Telepathy, a special talent for mental communication, but Roxy lacked this ability from birth.

This made Roxy's life in the village very difficult—not that she suffered from discriminatory persecution, but rather a feeling of being out of place.

“I didn't expect to still be able to hear your voice, Roxy. How are you doing? Are you okay? You were so small when you ran away from home, and in the blink of an eye you're already forty—”

“FATHER!!!”

Roxy almost screamed as she interrupted Rowin's words.

The age she had hidden for so long was almost exposed by her own father.

Her original feeling of joy was joined by a sense of complaint.

Father really was something; didn't he know that a girl's age is an unspeakable secret?

“Ah? Sorry, sorry, it seems I accidentally said something unnecessary.”

Rowin glanced at Chen Nuo and immediately reacted, scratching his head in embarrassment and quickly changing the subject.

“By the way, what kind of magic is this? To actually allow me to talk and communicate with Roxy. Where is she now?”

“This is a magic I created myself. As for Roxy, she was affected by the previous magical disaster and has now been displaced to the northern part of the Central Continent. But don't worry, Uncle, she's fine and is staying with my parents.”

Chen Nuo pretended not to have heard what was just said and spoke with a smile.

“Hmm—.”

Eris made a long sound from behind.

She had long known that Chen Nuo's relationship with his tutor was unclear, just like with Sandrone, his personal maid.

However, as the future primary wife, her mother had taught Eris to learn to be magnanimous and tolerant.

Like Philip, who not only strayed every day but also didn't miss a single chance with those close to home.

Under that influence, Eris had gradually come to accept the existence of Roxy and the others.

Mainly, she really couldn't beat Chen Nuo.

Since she couldn't reverse their domestic status, she naturally didn't have the confidence to rule the household.

“That's good then. It looks like Roxy should have been living quite happily these years.”

Rowin looked as if he had breathed a sigh of relief.

He secretly glanced at Chen Nuo again.

With such 'young grass' to eat, how could she not be happy?

This matter couldn't be spread; otherwise, Rowin really wouldn't be able to hold his head up. It sounded too much like the Migurd Tribe using their physiological traits to corrupt children.

The reputation of the Migurd Tribe, which already suffered discrimination because of the Superd Tribe, would become even worse because of this.

Since they were all acquaintances, Rowin naturally wouldn't stop Chen Nuo's group from entering. After reporting the situation to the village via Telepathy, he warmly invited them in.

This demon village with its extremely exotic atmosphere was far too attractive to Eris; for a moment, she didn't know where to look.

Chen Nuo, on the other hand, acted as a human telephone, letting the father and daughter who hadn't seen each other for over twenty years have a good talk.

Although Roxy had a hard time in the village, her parents were still very concerned about her.

The village chief here was the only Migurd tribesman who looked somewhat old. He welcomed Chen Nuo's group and provided hospitality.

Roxy's mother, Rokari, looked just as young as her, but her temperament was completely different; that mature womanly charm pushed the contrast to the limit.

Thinking about it made one quite look forward to Roxy's development after marriage.

“As expected of my daughter, her standards are truly high.”

Rokari warmly entertained Chen Nuo, her gaze like that of a mother-in-law looking at a son-in-law—the more she looked, the more she liked him.

However, the village's conditions were limited, and they couldn't actually bring out any sumptuous food.

From this pot of mush, it wasn't hard to see the barrenness of the land here.

But when actually tasted, it didn't taste bad.

“When do you plan to leave?”

Rokari asked with concern.

“I plan to stay for a few more days to help you improve the village's living environment.”

Chen Nuo answered.

“Improve the environment?”

Rowin blinked, not quite understanding.

Coming from a child's mouth, these words sounded a bit strange, with a kind of maturity and confidence that didn't match his age.

“Scanning and analysis of the village's geographical environment has been completed. Currently calculating the optimal remediation plan.”

There wasn't much expression on Sandrone's face.

She was always like this toward outsiders, not wanting to waste even a bit of extra computing power.

“Uh, what does that mean?”

Rowin looked toward Ruijerd.

“Since Noah said so, we'll just watch.”

Ruijerd had long realized that Chen Nuo was extraordinary, but as for exactly how far he could go, Ruijerd actually didn't have a clue.

By the next day, after obtaining the village chief's permission, Chen Nuo began the transformation.

“Resonant Pulse.”

Pronia's hands spread open, and an invisible ripple of magic was released, penetrating into the ground.

From the reflected ripples of the resonance, it could confirm the locations of underground water sources and various mineral veins.

The scarcity of water resources was the primary problem facing the village.

The surface water sources on the Demon Continent were limited, but underground water sources had never been effectively developed and utilized.

Mainly, the land of the Demon Continent was full of rock layers with incredible density, making them truly hard to break through.

“Spring Emergence!”

Chen Nuo leaned down and lightly tapped the ground with his finger.

In the next second, a rumbling sound came from underground.

Leylines and waterways were forcibly rerouted under the influence of magic.

Before everyone could react to the violent shaking, the originally flat ground split open, and clear groundwater gushed out, forming a hundred-meter-high fountain.

“Splash—.”

The sound of water was constant as it turned into a trickling stream, flowing and winding across the land.

This was only the beginning; how to utilize this fountain and shape this village into an oasis was what Chen Nuo intended to do.

He began to shatter large areas of underground rock layers, turning them into fertile soil, and used nature magic to awaken the dormant seeds in this soil, accelerating their germination and growth to lock in moisture and prevent soil erosion.

This was a series of magic integrations, a redevelopment and utilization of nature.

If Chen Nuo had a game system, then a row of notifications would likely be appearing in the corner of his pop-up window right now.

(Migurd Tribe Reputation +1.)

(Migurd Tribe Reputation +1.)

(...)

Even Ruijerd couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He could be considered someone among those present who had seen grand scenes, but Chen Nuo's use of magic was something he had never seen before.

Without chants or a staff, he could use such large-scale and continuous composite magic; it simply shattered one's understanding.

If all mages were at this level, then swordsmen would have long since had no place in the world's mainstream.

“Please allow me to express my most sincere gratitude to you on behalf of the entire village.”

The village chief almost knelt down, had Chen Nuo not supported him in time.