Chapter 368: Fruit

After seeing Lord Dragon off, Yu Lin's figure reappeared inside the temporary dwelling.

He picked up the pure white fruit on the table, examined it for a moment, and gently took a bite.

In an instant, his taste buds seemed detonated, and the scene before his eyes cleared—he felt as if he stepped into an endless orchard, its branches laden with strange fruits he had never seen, their colors alluring, their fragrance so rich it turned into tangible mist.

He strolled among them, and every imagined melon or fruit sweetness perfectly resurfaced on his tongue, an ultimate satisfaction washing over his senses.

When he swallowed the fruit flesh, the illusion receded like a tide, returning to reality, yet the lingering aftertaste clung to his lips and teeth, enduring endlessly.

"Indeed, not bad," Yu Lin nodded. No wonder even someone like Lord Dragon, who has sampled countless delicacies, could not stop praising it.

What surprised him even more was that after finishing the whole fruit, he felt a long‑forgotten sense of fullness.

Given his current cultivation level, not even a single fruit—let alone swallowing an entire orchard—could ever produce such a feeling.

The last time he felt fullness was when he ate the Peach of Immortality from the Jade Emperor, and Lao Jun's Golden Core…

"Sure, later we can go to Heaven and see if we can get a few more."

He casually placed the smooth seed on the tabletop, thought for a moment, and decided to go out and search for Noah's trail.

Relying on Luoer alone, the efficiency would inevitably be too low.

If Noah were not protected by God, making divine perception and spoken spells ineffective for such shortcuts, there would be no need for this trouble.

Nevertheless, he was still unhurried.

After all, according to the established timeline, Noah spent a hundred years building the ark.

Because "God said: 'Man is of the flesh, my spirit does not dwell within him constantly, yet his days may reach one hundred and twenty years.'"

Traditional exegesis holds that this is both a declaration of judgment and a 120‑year grace period.

During this period, God patiently waited, while Noah, as a 'herald of the doctrine', warned the world, but no one listened, and finally the flood rose.

But those are matters for later.

Now, finding Noah is the key.

Yu Lin rose again, and his figure silently vanished inside the house.

Shortly after he left, Luoer returned, carrying food wrapped in leaves, pushed the door open and said, "Yu Lin! I asked around this morning with no news; I'll go elsewhere this afternoon to inquire. Let's eat first…"

Before he could finish, he froze in place; the room was empty.

"Where did he go?" Luoer asked, puzzled, setting the food down, his gaze immediately drawn to the seed on the table.

A strange, intense fragrance was emanating from the seed, piercing his nostrils.

"So fragrant…" he swallowed reflexively, his eyes barely leaving the seed, "This scent… he didn't eat it; could it be that he deliberately left it for me?"

He shook his head vigorously, trying to dispel the tempting thought: "I shouldn't, I can't touch it; it's not mine."

He forced himself to endure the nearly uncontrollable hunger, spun around and bolted out of the house, slamming the door shut behind him, then crouched at the doorway, gulping the not‑particularly fresh outside air, trying to dilute the soul‑capturing fragrance at his nostrils.

Yet the scent seemed etched into his mind, leaving only one frantic thought echoing in his head:

"So fragrant… so want to eat… just a bite…"

He endured it like this, not knowing how long it passed, until finally Yu Lin's unhurried figure appeared in his sight, walking back.

"Luoer, what are you doing crouched here?" Yu Lin asked, looking at the oddly‑expressed Luoer curled at the doorway.

Hearing the question, Luoer sprang up from the ground, and just as he tried to speak, saliva spilled uncontrollably; he awkwardly wiped his mouth with his sleeve before explaining:

"The 'seeds' you left in the house are too fragrant! I… I'm afraid I can't help but steal a bite, so I had to come out and wait for you."

His gaze still held a lingering obsession with the fragrance, and he asked curiously:

"What kind of plant's seed is this? I've never encountered such an enticing scent."

Yu Lin understood instantly at his words.

It seems that even just a seed is an irresistible temptation for Luoer.

He nodded, casually saying, "I understand. If you want to eat those, take them."

"I could try to plant one, but I'm not sure it would survive."

Hearing this, the hesitation in Luoer's heart vanished instantly.

"Great! Yu Lin, you're so generous!"

"Then I won't be modest! Thank you!"

He thanked him, almost impatiently turned and rushed into the house, snatched the several lustrous seeds from the table without even looking, and shoved them all into his mouth, chewing vigorously.

He closed his eyes, his face showing extreme satisfaction, as if tasting a peerless delicacy, savoring the lingering strange fragrance and faint sweetness that persisted even from just the seed.

Only after fully swallowing did he, still lingeringly, wipe his mouth and say, "Swallowing it whole is the safest."

"I'm not good at cultivation, and even if it truly grew, should some powerful person discover it, the fruit couldn't be kept, and even the tree would be seized!"

"If I eat it, it truly becomes mine; no one can take it away!"

For his choice, Yu Lin merely gave a slight nod, saying nothing more.

In this era where might is truth and chaos reigns, Luoer's approach is undoubtedly the most pragmatic choice.

Leaving the seeds behind is tantamount to inviting guilt for possessing treasure.

Yu Lin walked to the bedside, lay down, and gazed at the west‑setting sunset outside the window, asking:

"Have you heard any news about Noah?"

Luoer sat on the bed opposite him, shook his head: "No. This morning I only asked people in Dong Cheng; I planned to inquire elsewhere this afternoon, but…"

He gave a helpless smile, pointed to his own belly, meaning the seed's temptation had delayed him.

Then he recalled something, looked at Yu Lin concernedly: "By the way, where did you go out to? Didn't I tell you to stay inside and not wander? This place is truly dangerous."

Yu Lin replied casually: "I also went out to ask. There's no news from Xi Cheng Qu."

He paused, then arranged: "Tomorrow you go to Nan Cheng to inquire, I'll go to Bei Cheng to see."

"No!" Luoer immediately shook his head, firmly: "Bei Cheng is even more chaotic than here, too dangerous! You must come with me; I can't let you venture alone."

"If something happens to you, how could I repay the gold you gave me!"

He patted his chest, looking like a diligent bodyguard.

Yu Lin looked at him, smiled faintly, "Alright then."

"I've found the right person."