Genshin Impact: Funina's Official Pastry Chef

Ye Zhi looked at the purple-black crystal on the screen, his eyes dull for a moment.

"Wait wait wait - wait a minute? Isn't this the "sinner" who appeared in the traveler's line in the previous chapter? Who is Surtloch?"

"Wait a minute? What's going on here? Why do I feel like the truth about the world is going to be revealed starting from Fontaine?"

Ye Zhi was somewhat speechless as she looked at the scene in front of her. To her... this was truly a satisfying stab in the back!

When the Traveler line just came out, Yeats's definition of the "sinner" who tempted Clodal Alberich to establish the Abyss Cult was actually the god representing the abyss.

But now it seems... things are not as simple as she thought, or the abyss is much more powerful than she imagined.

"Oh no! Lao Ye was stabbed in the back!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? How can a backstab by a textual researcher be called a backstab? This is clearly called a failed prediction~"

"This reminds me of someone..."

"Kong Yiji, right? I don't know if there are any offline gatherings in the research area. If there are, I'm afraid Lao Ye will suffer~"

"But let's be honest. After all, the reasoning was done nearly half a year in advance, and that's all we could deduce from the information we had at the time."

"Although I was backstabbed, can Lao Ye perform that for everyone again, that one?"

"Lord Yeats! Take us through the prophecy again!"

"Seconded!"

......

Ye Zhi looked at the barrage of comments that gradually began to fill the screen in front of him and sighed softly.

The thing that I least wanted to see as a researcher finally happened.

Not that she minds being backstabbed, but...

She kind of hated that she couldn't say a word at first, and then watched other people's inferences and finally said something like "Congratulations on the backstabbing".

In her opinion, this kind of rhetoric was no different from the guy who was thrown out of the live broadcast room by the room manager before.

but...

As Ye Zhi thought about it, he focused his eyes on the rapidly scrolling barrage of comments, and a smile appeared on his face.

"My audience won't be too harsh on me for these things, which is a good thing..."

Ye Zhi whispered softly.

She stretched her aching neck a little, then sat up suddenly from the chair, opened her electronic document as usual, and then said:

"Okay! Then I will risk my life to make another prediction. This time... it's about the fairy and the "sinner" just now!"

"First of all, let me conclude that the fairy is Chang Ming."

"Secondly, the identity of the "sinner" should be the top combat power of the Abyss, and the current Abyss has a "combat power gap." "

"The last part is about Funina. Why do I feel that Funina will abandon the authority of God in the end? Use the power of God's Heart to solve the prophecy or something..."

After finishing this provincial version of the summary, Yeats took a sip of water and then began to seriously analyze his own views.

Of course, she also turned on speech-to-text and recording.

This way...she can save some trouble when making videos~

In the next ten minutes, Ye Zhi quickly demonstrated the above three points, winning applause from the audience in the live broadcast room.

......

Just as Ye Zhi was analyzing the plot logically, Chang Ming finally won his resurrection match.

Or rather...he was finally released from prison.

With Chang Ming's sword chopping, the last remaining helmet of the armored monster was completely scrapped.

bang-

With a heavy sound, the giant sword originally held in the hand of the armored monster naturally fell to the ground because it lost its support.

Looking at the big sword that had completely fallen to the ground in front of him, Chang Ming exhaled slowly, and then lay down on the ground quite casually.

That's right, lying on the ground.

At a time like this...even Chang Ming, who has always maintained his composure, would no longer force himself to hold on.

There is no one else here except him, so what does he have to worry about?

Although I felt more relaxed as I played further, mental fatigue could not be resolved by taking a short break of one or two hours.

Chang Ming, who was lying on the stone floor, raised his head slightly and looked at the gorgeous starry sky above his head, lost in thought for a moment.

People can often connect things they find beautiful with each other, and in this way...they can get the best experience.

And Chang Ming is no exception.

Looking at the flickering silver light, Chang Ming stretched out his hand and outlined the contours of Funina's face in the air.

He and her have lived together for four hundred and eighty-nine years. It would be a lie to say that there is no love between them.

Before he came to this world, the girl he loved, Furninna, was the girl who "carried the world on her shoulders" and the "god" who gritted her teeth and persevered for five hundred years.

This is why he gladly accepted the invitation from Funina at the beginning.

But as time went by, Chang Ming and Funina spent more and more time together, and he got to know this cute little blue cake better.

That exaggerated performance not only conceals her fear of discovering her true identity, but also hides her true softness.

Thinking of this, Chang Ming slowly stood up and exhaled the light curtain.

Looking at the options that gradually light up, Chang Ming's mouth corners slightly raised, and he whispered softly:

"Funina... wait a moment, I'll be there soon."

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Looking at the prompt light screen that appeared in front of him, Chang Ming raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Did you get any special supplements..."

Chang Ming immediately thought of the purple-black smoke, then he looked at the Eye of God hanging around his waist and smiled gently.

"Destiny is such a strange thing..."

Chang Ming sighed quietly as he selected the option that was already lit.

In an instant, the purple-black smoke that originally flowed into Chang Mingshen's eyes quickly flowed out, and then quickly attached to the "law enforcement mechanism" he was currently wearing.

Along with a flash of a deeper purple-black color, a windless and automatic purple-black cloak appeared behind Chang Ming.

Not only that, the giant sword that had originally fallen to the ground and no one cared about it also began to fall apart at this moment.

However, unlike the purple-black smoke produced by the broken armor before... the smoke produced by the giant sword is purple-red.

The purple-red smoke quickly attached to Chang Ming's silver-white cane and the ceremonial sword in his hand, which already had several cracks.

However, before Chang Ming could feel that all this was completely completed, his consciousness fell into darkness in an instant.

What was different from usual was...this time, he didn't open his eyes and wake up, as if he was teleported through space.

"This power...what do you think?"

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I will try to have a burst tomorrow, but it depends on whether my air conditioner is installed properly (sad)

Dear living fathers... I will summarize and send you the gifts tomorrow.

(I’m afraid of being criticized for using too many words.jpg)