Genshin Impact: What, the one we need to save is Focalors?

The sky was not yet completely bright, only a faint glimmer of dawn appeared in the distance, but Chouji had already woken up from the bed covered with dry thatch.

He opened his eyes and the first thing he did was look at his sleeping mother beside him.

His mother's breathing was even and deep, as if she was having a beautiful dream.

At this moment, a pure and warm smile appeared on his small face, which was slightly yellowed due to long-term malnutrition.

He slowly got up, slowing down every movement as much as possible, for fear of disturbing his mother who was still recuperating.

He walked to a corner of the house, pushed aside the thatch piled on it, and a bag of rice was revealed inside.

He carefully opened the bag of rice, scooped out a bowl of rice, then carried the bowl of rice out of the house and went to the dilapidated stove.

Then, he began to make a fire.

Soon after, as the rice porridge slowly simmered in the pot, a unique fragrant aroma of rice porridge wafted out.

This aroma made Chouji involuntarily swallow his saliva.

In his memory, the last time he drank hot rice porridge was a long time ago.

For a long time, he and his mother had been eating unpalatable wild vegetables and coarse bran.

When the rice porridge was ready, Chouji eagerly scooped a bowl of hot rice porridge with a worn porcelain bowl and carefully carried it to his mother's bedside.

He didn't wake his mother immediately, but took out the piece of white bread from his pocket, which was only half-eaten.

Chouji gently licked the precious white bread, savoring its sweetness.

Then, he tore the bread into pieces little by little and carefully sprinkled them into the rice porridge.

At this moment, Chouji's mother slowly opened her eyes amidst the fragrant aroma of the rice porridge. Seeing Chouji beside her, a deep maternal love and tenderness showed in her slightly tired eyes.

"Mother, have some porridge," Chouji said softly, carefully pushing the hot rice porridge in front of his mother.

However, as Chouji's mother looked at the bowl of porridge, she suddenly thought of something, and the expression on her face gradually became serious, "Chouji, where did this rice porridge come from?

Did you go and deceive people with those crystallized bones again?

We can't do that. Go return the money to them. Everyone's life is not easy."

Hearing his mother's misunderstanding, Chouji quickly explained, "Mother, it's not like that. This is relief given to our family by the great deity Furina."

"Deity Furina?" Chouji's mother's face was full of confusion, obviously unfamiliar with this name.

Chouji patiently continued to explain, "Mother, Furina is the God of Justice in Fontaine. She is very generous. As long as we become her loyal believers and are indeed poor, she will give us relief. This porridge is the grace she bestowed upon us."

This was the first time Chouji's mother had heard of a deity giving relief to humans, and that such a thing happened right beside her. This made her feel very shocked, and even a little unbelievable.

She had believed in the Raiden Shogun, the great serpent Orobashi, and even those unknown evil gods, but no matter how devoutly she prayed, those deities did not give her any response.

However, this deity she had never heard of actually extended a helping hand to her family.

From this moment on, she decided that she would forever believe in this deity.

Under Chouji's guidance, she respectfully chanted, "I willingly become a believer of the great God of Justice, Furina, and will uphold justice and fairness. Furina, amen~~"

After chanting, the mother and son enjoyed the hot rice porridge together.

After eating breakfast, Chouji left his home, preparing to borrow some Snapdragon seeds from his relatives.

When he reached the entrance of the village, an unusual sight attracted his attention: the men in the village were carrying shovels on their shoulders, flocking out of the village in groups.

Curious, Chouji quickly stopped an elder he knew well and inquired about the reason for this unusual movement.

The elder told him that the Furina Foundation was planning to build a new city called Port Fudé on the coast of Yashiori Island, and they were currently widely recruiting farm laborers.

What was even more enticing was that this job only required ten hours of work per day and offered a generous daily wage of one thousand Mora, and the wages were paid daily.

Hearing this exciting news, Chouji could hardly believe his ears.

His father had worked for more than ten hours a day at the Mikage Furnace before, and his daily wage was not even five hundred Mora.

His wages were never paid on time either, often being delayed for several months, and even after his father passed away, the outstanding wages had still not been settled.

After hearing this, his original plan to borrow Snapdragon seeds was instantly forgotten, and his mind was full of thoughts of working there.

That was one thousand Mora!

At least he could buy twenty mature Snapdragons, and even if he worked hard for a month or two planting them, he might not be able to harvest that much.

Thinking about it, he unconsciously followed behind the group.

After walking for about less than half an hour, Chouji and the men from the village finally reached their destination.

The sight before them left them dumbfounded. They saw a row of huge mechanical constructs busily working. These constructs were actually comparable in size to Ruin Guards. They swung their long mechanical arms, flexibly clearing away the obstacles in front of them one by one, and quickly leveling the ground.

Just as they were standing and watching, a West Factory Guard walked over. He carefully recorded each person's name and arranged the work tasks in detail.

The men from the village were asked to follow behind these giant mechanical constructs and manually refine the areas that the machines might have missed while working.

When it was Chouji's turn, the Guard looked at his young physique and frowned.

He thought Chouji was too young to participate in such heavy physical labor.

So, he took out a loaf of bread from his pocket, handed it to Chouji, and motioned for him to go home.

Chouji could only reluctantly go home, having made a decision in his heart that he would definitely come here to work as a farm laborer and earn one thousand Mora a day when he grew up!