Genshin Impact: Funina's Official Pastry Chef

"Zhongli?"

Chang Ming raised his eyebrows in pretended surprise, as if he had heard the name for the first time.

Paimon nodded his head twice quickly, and then subconsciously looked at Ying beside him, as if asking her if he could say those words.

Ying thought for a moment and nodded slightly, as if she didn't care that Paimon told her everything about Zhongli.

——After all, the two people in front of him are not simple people, so it doesn’t hurt to know that Zhongli is the God of Geo.

One is a fairy who possesses the power of the abyss and lives a very long time. His way of speaking and his style of doing things are 50% similar to Zhongli's. These two people can definitely get along well.

The other is the Water God of Fontaine. Although he is the former Water God, he is still a god after all, so it doesn’t matter if he knows this secret that cannot be told to the people of Liyue.

Thinking of this, Ying nodded again, a smile appearing on the corner of her mouth, as if she was looking forward to the scene when Chang Ming and Funina met Zhongli and Hu Tao.

After getting Ying's permission, Paimeng talked incessantly about the stories of their interactions with Zhongli.

From the ceremony of inviting the immortal to the final suppression of Ruota, she told all these things in one breath as concisely as possible.

After listening to this, Funina touched her smooth chin thoughtfully, then muttered softly:

"So that Rock God was just faking his death... Wait?"

Funina raised her head slightly and looked at Chang Ming who was smiling beside her. A different light flashed in her beautiful eyes, as if she had some new understanding of Chang Ming.

"So Chang Ming has been promoting rule by man for a long time? I just realized it now..."

Funina puffed her lips slightly, as if she was a little dissatisfied with the plan that Chang Ming had been implementing since he took the position of regent more than four hundred years ago.

——Such dissatisfaction did not come from Chang Ming’s plan, but from Chang Ming not telling her!

Although there was a little bit of dissatisfaction, for Funina...she was more touched and grateful.

I am fortunate to have met such a regent who can quietly help me take care of all the troubles.

Of course, what makes him even more fortunate is that this person is his future husband.

Thinking of this, Funina pursed her lips and complained in her heart:

"This guy did such a big thing without telling me, it's really..."

However, this state did not last long. Furninna quickly took over the conversation and continued:

"That is to say... the people of Liyue don't know that their gods are still alive and living in the market, protecting them all the time?"

Paimon nodded but said nothing.

"Hmm...it seems like this kind of story is really suitable for being adapted into an opera or musical...why don't you go to Liyue and take a look later? You might gain a lot."

Furninna muttered softly.

"Eh? Funina, did you say anything just now?"

Paimon was a little confused and was curious about Furninna, who was muttering something with her head down.

"Ah! It's nothing, nothing. I just wanted to say...it's getting late. We still have to rehearse tomorrow. It's time to go back and rest."

"Oh, is that so... Come to think of it, I'm a little sleepy too. Let's go first. Goodbye Chang Ming, goodbye Funina~"

Paimon shook his hand slightly, then followed Ying to leave the theater slowly and head to the ThornRose Society's base in Gray River to rest.

After all, they don't need to spend money there. As street-walkers in Teyvat who hang out everywhere, they should save as much as possible on things like Mora.

Although money is not everything, but without money... it is absolutely impossible.

Chang Ming and Funina in the theater looked at each other in tacit understanding, then walked out of the theater hand in hand.

——Anyway, it’s night time now, so there shouldn’t be so many people staring at them all the time.

......

Just as Chang Ming and Funina were walking hand in hand on the deserted street...some people started to act up again.

Nelson twisted his increasingly fat body, looked at the tall man with gold-rimmed glasses in front of him and asked:

"Are you serious? Are you really going to poison them?"

"Also, are you so sure they won't find the bugs that are burrowing into the wood?"

Hearing this, Kelsa sneered, as if he was disdainful of the two questions raised by Nelson.

"Mr. Nelson, I want you to understand one thing."

"The reason why I can come to you openly is because I have made sufficient preparations from the beginning. Even if they find out those things... they can't find it on you."

"As for the poisoning... I think I should have thought of it when you accepted my second check, right?"

"You've clearly seen the plan, but you're still asking questions. Tsk tsk tsk... This makes me doubt your ability to do things, Mr. Nelson."

Nelson frowned upon hearing this, sneered and said:

"Provocation doesn't work on me, Mr. Kelsa. Just because I took your money doesn't mean I can't betray you."

"Now I understand. It was you who wanted to disgust Chang Ming in order to expand your market, and I just wanted to simply take revenge on Claude. That's all."

"We are both engaging in unfair competition, and the benefits you seek are much greater than mine. Let us guess... who will be sentenced more severely?"

Hearing this, Kelsa narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt nauseous when looking at the fat body in front of him.

But he couldn't get angry at this time. He had to pretend to be a useless fool and trick this guy into continuing to help him.

Until his duty as bait was completely completed, he must not show any dissatisfaction.

Thinking of this, Kelsa slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, and then said with a smile:

"You are right, Mr. Nelson. We are now tied to the same rope, so I hope you can follow my plan."

"As long as you follow the plan, no one will suspect you."

"Just like those bugs and the like I gave you earlier, I have already cleaned up their sources. If anyone wants to catch them, it should be me, not you, Mr. Nelson."

Looking at Kelsa who seemed to be smiling, Nelson nodded with satisfaction, put on an embarrassed look and said:

"Okay, since you are so sincere, I will continue to help you."

“This is a mutually beneficial process for us, isn’t it?”

"Yes, yes. Thank you very much, Mr. Nelson."

As Kelsa spoke, she stood up and left the room, without showing any dissatisfaction with Nelson's arrogant attitude.

When he closed the door of the room, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a sinister look, as if he was going to tear Nelson in half in the next second.

But he didn't do that. After taking a few deep breaths, Kelsa calmed himself down and murmured in a low voice after a while:

"Stupid fat pig... You are being sold out and still helping to count the money, you will not end up well..."