There were eleven fools and eleven puppets. Six were killed and five were left.

At Wuwangpo, Luo Mu had a gloomy face as he found the emblems and nameplates of the Fatui who had been torn into pieces by him. From these things, they once again confirmed the identities of these Fatui.

For Luo Mu, the chaos at Wuwangpo has since been completely pieced together.

The Fatui sent a vanguard to explore the salt in the ground, but they were killed by the fortune teller and turned into puppets. For some purpose, he put six of them in Wuwang Hill to wander around, and people thought they were weird monsters with stiff bodies. The news that Wuwang Hill was haunted spread.

This matter itself is not complicated, but what puzzles Luo Mu is: What role does the abyss play in it?

The Abyss Wolf was also wandering around Wuwang Slope. It was unlikely that it was unaware of the existence of the Fortune Teller Puppet. Given its and Kong's status, they would definitely be able to find the source of all the abnormalities.

Unless, the Abyss and this fortune teller originally had a cooperative relationship, but if that is the case, what is the basis of their cooperation?

Luo Mu was too lazy to guess how the fortune teller was resurrected. It was reasonable for an old man who had lived for a thousand years to have some tricks up his sleeve. Moreover, he didn't want to get involved in such things anymore. Since this was Liyue's business, he had done his best to investigate it to this extent. He just told the known information to the Liyue Seven Stars and let them handle it.

At the beginning, when Luo Mu just crossed over, he tried to seize every opportunity to improve himself and deal with all parties. That was to fight for his life. If he didn't take everything into consideration, he might die if he took a wrong step. Later, after leaving the Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain, he had the ability to protect himself, but he still chose to calculate and fight for Mond regardless of life and death. That was for his friends around him, and his expectations and simple love for the free city. Speaking of which, Mond still has to show the feelings of the mhy employees. If it weren't for the emotional background of Luo Mu, he might not have put himself to death. The final result of the Wolf Territory is likely to be annihilation.

But after something happened, Luo Mu found himself gradually losing this enthusiasm. When doing something for the country of this world, he began to ask himself: Why.

I am just a reincarnated being, why should I help you shoulder so many big plans? Wendy said that the gods want to use me to plot, that's fine, I have no ability to resist, but the rulers of your countries, what are you to me? Why should I think ahead of you every step of the way? Why should I protect your country?

I love this world, but I don’t love it to the point that even if you stab me with a knife, I will still consider you wholeheartedly.

Albedo was right. Sometimes, the so-called annihilation that is prepared for a rainy day will eventually release the devil of world destruction.

Luo Mu's kindness, or cowardice, prevented him from becoming a devil, but from then on, his love for this world became conditional.

He integrated into this world; he had a family, friends, and loved ones, but he also began to become like most people in this world: before doing anything, he would first consider the benefits.

There's no right or wrong in this, it's just... growing up.

So when Ying suggested to investigate the matter further, Luo Mu rejected the proposal without a second thought. His decision was so firm and decisive that it even seemed a bit rude. He planned the next itinerary in an almost commanding manner without waiting for Ying and Xing Qiufen to say anything.

The fortune teller, the abyss, the salt god... Luo Mu doesn't want his friends to come into contact with all of these. They are more terrifying than the Fatui. They are not enemies, but disasters.

If everything goes according to my plan, we will be able to return to Liyue safely in about ten days without having to go through the Salt of the Earth. If everything goes well, the immortals will support the Seven Stars when the Fatui revolt, and my mission will be accomplished. Ayato and Son of God, this is not something I should worry about...

If only everything could develop as I imagined...

Luo Mu felt as if his mind was in a trance for a moment. He quickly calmed down and continued to tell Xingqiu about the matter of the salt in the ground. He asked Xingqiu and Ying to return to Liyue, take the private seal and go directly to Ningguang to tell her about the salt in the ground. He was looking for traces of the abyss here, and there were some things he wanted to ask the people in the abyss...

His eyes blurred, and Luo Mu's mental strength seemed to have reached its limit. Before he could finish his words, a sharp pain attacked his brain. He lowered his head in pain and covered his head with his hands. In a trance, he saw Paimon, Ying and Xingqiu surrounding him with concern, and concern and worry were written on each of their faces.

The next second, everything in front of him was pale. Ying, Paimeng, Xingqiu... everything seemed to have disappeared, like a dream that was about to wake up, leaving only a pure white, a terrifying white.

The pain finally left his mind, and Luo Mu gasped violently. He waved his staff, trying to disperse the white in front of him, but the fire bombs he summoned were like fireflies, and before they could even flicker, they were swallowed up by the surrounding white.

Luo Mu landed carefully. He reached out and felt around. He felt moist soil and plants. Next to a weed lay a metal nameplate. It belonged to a Fatui puppet.

This was still Wuwangpo. Luo Mu felt a little relieved.

There was no sign of Xingqiu, Ying and Paimeng. Luo Mu anxiously glanced around, only to find that in the white sky, visibility was less than five meters. Even normal movement became a problem, let alone finding anyone.

"Andumari, system, what's going on?" He had to ask for help from the two hackers in his consciousness.

"This thing..." Andumari hesitated and said, "Maybe it's fog."

"What do you mean maybe it's fog?" Luo Mu was a little crazy when he heard this answer.

“Because… it’s really weird!” Andumari said bitterly: “Master, don’t you think this white mist is different from the one in Liyue? It doesn’t look like it was formed by water elements, but more like… white paint splashed directly into the air?”

Indeed, looking at the "white fog" around him, Luo Mu's expression became more and more serious: to put it nicely, it was like using paint to dye the sky white; to put it bluntly, it felt like Luo Mu was stuffed directly into a can of white paint, with nothing around him except white.

[You should be careful,] the system said. It was always cynical, but there was a rare hint of gloom in its tone. [There is a feeling in this mist that I am very familiar with.]

"What does it feel like?" Luo Mu asked hurriedly.

[……] The system was silent for a moment, as if thinking about whether to answer Luo Mu’s question, and then it slowly uttered a few words.

【System skills.】

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