Chapter 167 Fufuna laughed. The daily life of a new immigrant in a sinful land.
On her journey, Fufuna encountered other civilians also heading to the land of sin. She did not refuse their invitation and no longer traveled alone, but joined the main group.
Most ordinary families had newborn children with them. Perhaps because there were many flower fairies who wanted to go to the land of sin, they only received some dried fruit from the caravan. No one, like Fufuna, received a magic wand and acorn powder as an extra.
Fufuna then took out the acorn powder and made soup for the children.
Adults can pick wild vegetables to eat, but the young flower fairies haven't even grown all their teeth yet, so they can only drink soup. However, in early spring, there isn't much food to be found in the wild, and it contains very little magic. When Fufuna encountered this large group of commoners, several of the children they were with had developed a fever and were in a coma.
I don't know how the Land of Sin managed to do it, but the acorn flour has a very high magical content. After the children drank the acorn flour soup, their spirits were noticeably better.
The adults would pick tender leaves, stems, and roots of edible plants, wash them clean, and boil them directly into a soup. They would simply cut a small piece of dried fruit and put it into the soup, then cook it for a while longer. The slight bitterness of the wild vegetables would be masked by the sweet aroma of the fruit.
Since Fufuna was all alone, she took out the dried fruit and shared it with the other flower fairies. She didn't have much of an appetite to begin with, and she was full after just one bite of a piece of dried fruit to taste it—she hadn't finished the first piece of dried fruit she had taken out.
The flower fairies who accompanied Fufuna didn't think so. After receiving the dried fruit she shared, the commoners would take turns cooking her a bowl of soup.
"Fufuna! Time to eat!" The flower fairy holding a child called out from afar.
Fufuna was sitting on a tree branch, gazing into the distance, lost in thought. Hearing the call, she slowly flew over. Just as the baby in the other person's arms was about to look up, Fufuna lowered her head, her long, deep red hair obscuring her face.
In the previous storm, Fufuna was unable to dodge and crashed into a boulder, losing her right eye and right arm in the process. The right side of her face was also completely sunken in. However, her neighbors continued to interact with her as usual, which made her forget that her appearance had become strange and terrifying.
The flower fairies, just like her kind neighbors, seemed not to notice that she only had half a face and talked to her normally. It wasn't until she frightened a child that Fufuna remembered that her appearance had become deformed and terrifying. However, before she could even apologize, the child's parents flew over in a panic and apologized to her repeatedly.
Fufuna didn't think they had wronged her in any way. If she were a child and saw a flower fairy with only half a head, she would also be scared. Later, the little flower fairy with long pink hair even came to Fufuna to apologize to her, and Fufuna gave him a piece of dried fruit.
Fufuna didn't really want to drink the soup, but she still reached out and took the wooden bowl. If she didn't drink the soup, she would have to refuse verbally, explain carefully, and then she would be subject to more attention afterward, which was too troublesome.
Each time, the dried fruit served in her wooden bowl was cut into large pieces, and the rising steam emitted a sweet aroma. Because her right lip was torn and then healed, and all her teeth on the right side had fallen out, Fufuna ate very slowly. She silently finished her soup and ate all the wild vegetables and dried fruit in the bowl. At first, there would be wheat kernels in the soup bowl, but now there were only wild vegetables. However, the land of sin was not far away.
Fufuna had overheard the flower fairies discussing the Land of Sin—
"If the caravan is willing to give us such good dried fruit, we must have more dried fruit than we can eat in our territory!"
"The merchants are all wearing beautiful cloaks! Do you think we'll be able to wear cloaks then?"
"I think it's because the Land of Sin is too cold that people need to wear cloaks."
"Their wands are all inlaid with magic crystals! The patrol members must get even better wands, right? My family is too big, I'm thinking of joining the patrol."
Fufuna was also preparing to join the patrol. She glanced down at the magic wand resting on her lap, then looked up into the distance.
The further north she went, the colder the wind became. Fufuna's right cheek, which she hadn't felt before, began to ache faintly. She carefully savored the increasingly sharp, tingling pain and felt with profound clarity that she was still alive.
...But why is she still alive? Fufuna didn't know.
As darkness fell and the sun dipped below the horizon, another day passed.
By the time the flower fairies finally arrived at the Land of Sin, the weather had completely warmed up.
Seeing the snow-white high wall, materialized from a high-level defensive barrier, that the merchants had mentioned before, Fufuna knew that the Land of Sin was approaching.
A lot happened after that—
They were escorted back to the Land of Sin by a patrol cloaked in magic and carrying high-ranking staffs.
After passing through the pure white city walls, a green forest came into view. They were then led to a civilian settlement on the edge of the forest, where there were already houses built by the indigenous people. The immigrants could temporarily stay in the homes of the indigenous people, and once they built their own houses, they could move into their own little houses.
Fufuna, along with the children who were still running a fever, was immediately taken to the medical room—which was clearly a specially modified magic workshop. Under the guidance of the patrol team members, Fufuna quietly flew to the alternate dimension in the workbench.
A soft magical light descended, and Fufuna involuntarily closed her eyes. As the magical light slowly dissipated, her vision, which had been half-black, was fully illuminated. Fufuna hesitated for a moment, then tentatively raised her hand and touched her right cheek. The skin, once deeply sunken and covered with scars, had become soft and smooth again.
She has recovered her eyes, arms, and half of her face, which she lost in the typhoon.
...But Mom, Dad, my sisters, and my brothers couldn't come back.
Fufuna silently returned to the civilian settlement with the other recovered children and began her life in the land of sin.
The flower fairy Sansana, who invited her to stay at her home, had also moved to the Land of Sin. She mentioned the northern forest to Fufuna with envy.
Sansanna said that there was a beautiful treehouse on every big tree in that forest. At first, there was only one treehouse, but the Flower Fairy waved her wand and turned all the treehouses into three-story buildings. As long as they worked diligently for the land of sin for three years, the Flower Fairy would bestow upon them the blessing of the Flower Goddess, so that they could all have the magnificent figures of the Flower Fairy. Then they could live in those spacious and bright treehouses.
When Fufuna went to collect lake mud, she also saw those treehouses that looked like miniature flower castles, and they were indeed very beautiful.
Even from a distance, you can see that the wooden fence encloses the high terrace, and sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows onto the green windows on the tree trunks, like a curtain of light and shadow hanging over each window.
Even though her right cheek had fully recovered, Fufuna could still feel a faint, lingering pain.
Life in the Land of Sin was better than the flower fairies had ever imagined.
As the sun rose, Fufuna awoke in the soft light of dawn. The Land of Sin was indeed much colder than her hometown, especially after nightfall, but the house, built of lake mud and fruitwood, was quite windproof and warm. Inside, the floor, paved with light green magical materials, was engraved with miniature garden magic circles, and the rattan bed, woven from reeds, was covered with sheets, pillows, and long blankets made of fluffy flowers.
When Sansanna also awakens, she asks her to cook acorn flour soup, while she and the other flower fairies rush into the teleportation array outside the commoners' settlement. Once Fufuna has cooked the acorn flour soup, Sansanna returns with steaming hot acorn bread and a large bundle of clover.
Breakfast consisted of acorn soup with acorn bread and clover salad. After eating and drinking their fill, Sansana, who had a talent for planting magic, went to work in the fields, while Fufuna went to build her own house.
The lake mud used to build the houses was said to be dredged from an underground lake, and the fruit wood was golden cherry wood, the same kind of glowing dried fruit that Fufuna had once received from the caravan. Fresh lake mud was delivered daily to the mud pit at the edge of the forest, and the processed fruit wood was also placed nearby.
The creatures that brought the lake mud were all large, alien races. For some reason, they all looked listless, as if they had suffered some kind of mental attack. After dragging the lake mud into the mud pit with their huge blades, their work was done. But they wouldn't leave immediately. Instead, they would linger by the mud pit for a long time until a patrol team flew over. Only then would they return to the teleportation array with pained expressions.
The fruit trees were delivered by the natives of the Land of Sin. Sometimes they were commoners, sometimes slaves, and sometimes they were elves who had received the blessing of the Flower Fairy and had grown into tall figures. Once, the Flower Fairy even helped deliver the fruit trees. However, at that time, Fufuna was inside the house that was just beginning to take shape, using tools to level the mud on the ground. When she heard the excited commotion outside, she flew out but only saw the jubilant flower fairies.
Lunch and dinner also consist of soups with acorn bread, including mushroom soup, mixed vegetable soup, fruit soup, egg drop soup, mutton soup, fish soup, and so on. Salads include clover salad, water spinach salad, velvet flower salad, and so on. There is also dessert every day, which is often a variety of crumbly cookies, and occasionally a variety of soft and sweet puddings. Very occasionally, Sansana will also bring back sweet and crunchy nut candies and magically flavorful fruit wine.
Fufuna didn't know when it started, but the faint pain on her right cheek gradually disappeared.
There were many house designs given to the common people. Fufuna initially wanted to choose the one with brown-red wooden planks covering all four walls, which was the kind of square, pointed-roofed house she lived in with her family in her hometown. However, when she was actually ready to start construction, she chose the one with round mud walls covered with moss that looked like a large mushroom.
As Fufuna flew through the air, she looked at the mushroom-shaped green house in front of her and smiled faintly.
Perhaps it was because Sansanna was going to bring out her treasured fruit wine to celebrate with her that evening, Fufuna felt a long-lost joy and happiness.
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The author says: "But walking is still walking. To walk, you have to learn how to walk first. You have to build a road, wear shoes, socks, pants, and clothes. Sometimes you have to wear a hat, sometimes you have to face the wind, sometimes you have to brave the rain, and sometimes you have to say 'excuse me, excuse me'." — These are the words written by Ren Hang, a photographer suffering from depression, before he gave up his life.
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