Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

Empty silence.

It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"...Then, please post some missing persons notices for me."

He only said this sentence and then looked at Wutong.

"..."

After waiting for a long time, I saw that Wutong was about to say something but was at a loss for words. He really looked like he had nothing to say. Ningguang smiled and said there was no rush. The reward promised to the two of them would be valid for life.

The ceremony of sending immortals is almost over, and only a few people are left here and there.

Paimon called the two of them to say goodbye to Ning Guang and the others.

When Ke Qing saw the person coming, she couldn't help holding her forehead and sighing: "...You two, one of you looks cool and the other is silent for a long time, are you really so hopeless? This kind of thing is obviously private. Just tell me below..."

"Hahaha. It turns out that you were the one who shot the arrow that day. Winning you over may be the most eye-catching move in this game. When future generations review the game, they will definitely evaluate it this way." Ningguang looked at Wutong again. Issued an invitation: "What I said in Qunyu Pavilion still stands. If Miss Wutong has made up her mind, she can come to me at any time."

"Huh? What did Qun Yuge say?"

Wutong didn't want to go into details, and he wouldn't agree anyway. He shook his head at Paimon: "...Nothing to say."

After chatting for a few more words, they said goodbye to each other and then left Yujing Terrace.

But before he went far, he saw Zhongli looking into the distance.

"Hey, Zhongli!" Paimeng stepped forward and shouted.

"Look, the people of Liyue feel that they will never see Prince Yan again. Just look at the atmosphere of commemoration... You look so relaxed!"

Zhong Li smiled and said, "Hahaha... won't it become easier if you take off the burden of 3,700 years? By the way, when will you be free?"

"It's there now. You haven't paid the bill yet, right?"

"Why is there no Mora in Morax?" Kong couldn't help but be curious.

"As the Emperor of the Rock King, Morax, I can naturally create Mora easily. But since I chose a mortal identity like Zhongli, I should follow the rules of a mortal."

Wutong thought for a while and then said: "Because the currency release must meet market demand and prevent inflation."

Zhongli: "...It seems that you learned a lot in Mondstadt."

Paimeng couldn't understand those economics knowledge, so he used his current intelligence to think about it: "Well... I probably understand. Zhongli always doesn't look at the price when he spends money, because he is not used to looking at the price, but now he still doesn't look at the price. I’m not used to a person who can’t transform into Mora at any time, so I’ve become a social loser who eats and takes for nothing and has to pay for it..."

"No... I just spent some fool's money, so there is no need to describe me like this." Zhongli said helplessly: "That's all, you two, I still need to thank you for this. As Zhongli, I will also cherish it. Memories of walking with you in Liyue."

Kong smiled: "This is indeed a good journey."

Wutong thinks so too.

"Well...it might be time to leave now and continue the journey to find the Seven Gods."

Zhongli frowned when he heard Paimeng's words: "If we want to continue the journey, I'm afraid there will be some difficulties. Because Liyue's maritime neighbor, Dao's Wife, is currently in lockdown."

"Lock the country?" Kong was surprised.

"Yes, the country is locked due to the will of the gods. The god of thunder in Daozhu, Baal. Just like the people in Liyue prefer to call me the King of Rocks, she also has another name in Daozhu."

Paimon: "Well, I heard that the god's name is...Thunderbolt?"

"That's true. And because Raiden is the general of the Inazuma Shogunate, he is called Raiden General."

Zhongli took a few people with him and talked as they walked.

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The rice wife locked up the country.

Eye hunting order.

Only eternity is closest to heaven.

Forget it, no matter what, Inazuma - it's a dire place. In the game back then, they threatened to build travelers into statues...

In addition, please ask Mr. Zhongli not to be like Ningguang and ask: Now that Mora has stopped production, what methods need to be used to alleviate or save it? This is a question, thank you!

...How could she know? Besides, trying to share the worries of those big shots is causing trouble for yourself. You said this yourself!

But in the current game, it takes a full year to get rid of Rice Wife, so how long will it take in Tiwatri?

Hmm... I'll go and kill Omen Star more often when I have time in the future.

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Wutong and Kong got the scroll that Zhongli said he would give before.

Its surface feels delicate and smooth, and there is a mechanical lock in the middle. After twisting, a blank translucent talisman paper appears out of thin air. It looks like something should be drawn on it.

Wutong immediately asked Zhongli if he could give some tips.

The other party shook his head and replied. When he got the scroll, he only signed a contract to keep it well. He didn't ask about the contents and the answers to the spells, so he didn't know.

His eyes darkened, and this hard-earned clue was forced to the bottom of the box.

"Don't be so depressed - maybe one day you will remember it all at once. For example, Paimon will think of many things after eating barbecue burrito!"

"Really? I think pickled fish should be more reminiscent of something."

"No! Um...you, you are just remembering something. Paimon can remember many, many things, so that's not okay!"

"Eh-really? Wutong might be able to remember eating lemon chicken."

"I don't want to—! Sora, you can eat it tomorrow. I already listened to you and ate sour radish and pork ribs soup yesterday. It's my turn today!"

It was just past three o'clock in the afternoon, and the two of them began to discuss in a roundabout way what to eat at night. Was it because they were not fed at noon?

Wutong, who was still a little melancholy at first, felt that if he kept silent, Kong would make Paimeng so angry that he could only eat two bowls of rice tonight.

He quickly pushed away Sora, who was smiling evilly, and said, "Okay, okay, let's eat barbecue burrito tonight. I will listen to you, not Kong."

Sure enough, Paimon immediately cheered after hearing this: "Really? Great! Wow - Sure enough, Wutong, you are the best!"

After entering Mondstadt, Kong raised his eyebrows, looked at Paimon who flew forward happily, lowered his voice and said to Wutong next to him: "But I still eat lemon chicken."

Wutong paused, frowned and thought for a while: "Hmm... can lemon shrimp be used? The chicken is a bit troublesome to handle, but I can buy shrimp when I go back soon, how about it?"

After receiving the expected answer, Sora responded and nodded happily.

The three arrive at the angel's gift.

Before he even entered, a guest outside the door sighed, which attracted Paimon's attention.

"Oh, I can only hear everyone's discussion from the window, and I don't even have a chance to speak. It seems like I am participating in their topics..."

"What? Is there anything interesting? I want to hear it too!"