Rebuilding Teyvat in another world

Mandrill walked out of the Great Holy Temple with the two of them as quietly as a chicken.

During this period, the five Yaksha sparrows kept looking at the statue, then at the mandrill, at the statue, then at the mandrill, at the statue, then at the mandrill...

Mechanically turning his little head back and forth.

Doudou's eyes were blank.

Kong comforted: "It seems that this temple is officially taken over by Liyue. I remember that the owner of Wangshu Inn is someone who works for Ningguang. I will report it to the General Affairs Department and change the statue to your true appearance."

Mandrill stretched out his hand to stop him: "It doesn't matter."

"I don't care about this. Human beings...human beings' worship of immortals has nothing to do with me. I just want peace of mind."

In fact, if you look closely, this statue looks a bit like Brother Fushe.

Yaksha, strong and tall, will the faith derived from this be imposed on Fushe?

Mandrill didn't know, but he felt the need to try.

He doesn't need incense faith anyway, but his brothers and sisters currently need it.

He lowered his head, gently but unwillingly put the dumbfounded Brother Yasha back into his arms, and fed him a little bit of almond tofu.

"No need to care."

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The Yaksha Immortal, who has been away from the world for thousands of years, does not understand human emotions very well and does not care about them.

But he respects everything human beings, whether they are thoughts or actions.

Although I will say something disrespectful to the immortal master.

Since the immortals involved didn't care, Sora didn't say much.

Maybe Mandrill was very happy to see his mighty and domineering appearance.

It was getting late, so they happened to rest for the night at Wangshu Inn and tasted the most famous specialty in the inn, almond tofu.

Sora couldn't help but climb up to the roof and touch the familiar eggs in the bird's nest.

It’s been such a long time coming.

Still a familiar bird's nest, still a familiar egg.

Only this time there was one less person who cheered and said he wanted to eat roasted bird eggs, but in the end, thinking about the little bird they scared away, he was still the best guide in Teyvat who couldn't bear to eat it.

Paimon.

The eastern sky gradually brightens, and the clouds are dyed with a faint orange color, like the colors on a painter's palette. As time goes by, the sun penetrates the mist, shining out thousands of golden lights, covering the earth with a layer of golden gauze.

Liyue was shrouded in golden sunlight, shining and beautiful. The cool morning air entered his nose, bringing a chill from the inside out.

It's so cold.

So lonely.

He stared blankly at the sun.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, the birds in the distance flew back cautiously, jumping around on the top of the inn, chirping and disturbing people's dreams.

Paimon flew out with an unhappy look on his face: "It's so noisy. I've only read half of Fontaine's collection of animal prophecies, and Feng Qiufeng hasn't even finished the first chapter."

Kong looked at her angry little face and suddenly laughed: "It doesn't matter, we still have a long time, enough for you to finish reading those novels."

He turned over and jumped down: "Let's go, we are waiting for you. We will try to walk to Mondstadt today, and then go to Angel's Gift to drink grape juice and eat Amber's favorite fried carrots with honey juice."

Paimon quickly stretched out his hand and cheered: "Okay, Traveler, you are so kind to me. I like you the most after the host."

Sora was startled.

Host.

The friend he had never met, who inherited his responsibility and shouldered the fate of the world.

"Yeah, because your host is really good."

"I think when everything is over, I will solemnly thank him."

And send a generous thank you gift.

Kong thought, he must have let it go by then.

Paimon held his face and nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, well, this is my first time on a mission. Looking at the mission procedures of my brothers and sisters, many hosts either suppress the will of the character, just to gain absolute control over the character. Or the character’s will is removed and he is exploited as an inanimate puppet.”

"It's terrible to exploit the system and make the system pay for itself."

"Traveler, you and the host are both good people, and you are also good to me."

Paimon's job is to help the host manage logistics, organize the items and put them in the backpack, and then follow the host's orders to draw cards, which is very relaxing.

Traveler Li would rather have three thousand and one clawed fish scrambling to catch up with the progress than let her work like this.

Of course, it could also be that her image of Paimon, who didn't look very smart, made Host Li subconsciously forget that she was a capable system.

Hey.

Paimon happily spun around in the air: "I'm going to meet the singer and eat the real Fengshen chowder. The host also wants to know what it tastes like. I'll tell him when I get back and tell the singer the song. Record it and give it to the host so that he can hear it every day while working."

Paimon is a simple child.

Maybe she just put on this template at first to build a good relationship with the host, but after the host didn't let her do any work outside of the template and always regarded her as Paimon, she gradually integrated herself into the role.

Work da ah.

Work hard.

She has a capable host, hey, hey, win.

A capable host only needs her company.

What is Paimon's happiness?

She asked innocently: "Traveller, you can also sign a contract with the main system to be a host in the future, okay? You must be a great host."

Sora was silent for a while and sighed softly.

…~~…

At this time, Mandrill also woke up Yasha one by one. Although they all have children's minds, they occasionally show mature minds randomly.

For example, knowing that he is not an elder brother but a younger brother.

Now that he had recovered from the shock of last night, the purple thunder chirp flapped its four little wings and tried to describe the strong and burly appearance to the mandrill, chirping: "Brother, little brother, I will grow as tall as chirp in the future."

Mandrill: "Yes, you will look like that in the future."

He sighed heavily: "So you have to eat well now."

Even Yaksha does not grow up without eating or drinking in his childhood.

The almond tofu is sweet and delicious, but it's not very filling, so you should eat.

Since they tasted some almond tofu yesterday, several young yakshas have stopped eating anything else, and they also want to eat sweet almond tofu for breakfast.

For Mandrill, this is really sweet trouble.

Until the girl's lively voice came from outside: "Mandrill, come on, come on, we ordered almond tofu for you, it's sweet."

The Yakshas chirped happily and flew out with their little wings fluttering.

Yay, almond tofu.

Sweet almond tofu.

Mandrill folded his arms and looked at their backs as they flapped their wings one meter above the ground.