"This is bluegrass."
Dorag pointed at a meadow ahead.
After learning from him about the connection between ground tremors and the growth of certain plants, Jia Xiu had immediately set out under Dorag's guidance to search for the legendary overgrown bluegrass.
Since this thirty-five-year-old "grandpa" truly had difficulty getting around, Margaret summoned a wind elemental to carry him along. Among all elemental creatures, wind elementals were the most suitable to ride. Fire burned, water soaked, earth was hard and lumpy; only wind elementals had no negative effects and came with built-in shock absorption, making them extremely comfortable. Now, facing the lush wild grass before them, Ram scratched his head and said, "Ram thinks this thing is green! Why is it called bluegrass?"
"My guess is that its sap is blue?"
Jia Xiu said.
"Yes, Divine Envoy," Dorag answered. "We often use this grass for dyeing."
"It's a common grass?"
"Very common."
"Wow."
Jia Xiu let out a sigh. An unexpected gain. If he remembered correctly, on the Continental Plane, blue- and purple-toned pigments were among the most expensive. Natural materials were difficult to obtain, while chemical synthesis... chemical synthesis was even more expensive. Chemistry had not yet been industrialized in this era; everything had to be made by alchemists by hand. Without a solid family fortune, it was hard even to study art.
If bluegrass truly grew everywhere here, then even if their research into mana dissipation and the principles of rune stones failed, reselling pigments should be enough to cover the research funds. They would probably even make a profit, though making money had not been Jia Xiu's original purpose.
"So, among places where bluegrass grows especially well, roughly what proportion have experienced—or will experience—ground tremors? Do the records mention cases where tremors still occurred despite there being no