Genshin Impact: Hello! Traveler

"It's the Son of God, what's the matter?"

Hearing the lazy and charming voice, the traveler immediately thought of the beautiful pink shadow.

"I heard that you suffered a setback in Fontaine? The sales of Yaedo's novels in the past month are not as good as the sales of the Steam Bird Newspaper's headlines about you in the past few days~" The somewhat happy but somewhat complaining voice of Shen Zi came from Dudu.

"So, what do you want to express?" The traveler was speechless.

"Oh my, it's been a long time since we last met, and yet you are so indifferent to me, a palace official who has no man to love you. Ying, you have to help me make the decision——"

A voice pretending to be lost and sad came from Duduko, and at the same time, another colder female voice was heard.

"Son of God, stop lying on my lap all the time."

No need to think, it's a shadow.

"Wow, even my closest friends ignore me. Is this world so indifferent to me..."

Even through Dudu Ke, the traveler could imagine the scene of the naughty fox pretending to wipe away tears while rubbing against Ying's arms even more fiercely.

“…Son of God, I’m going to get angry if you keep doing this…” One could faintly hear the sound of electric arcs next to one’s ears.

"Hehe, little guy, is what's in the newspaper true? Were you really driven out by the water god of Fontaine?" The Son of God immediately returned to normal and spoke slowly.

"Do you believe it?" the traveler asked helplessly.

"So, that means I won the bet! Ying, this month you have to use half of your Mora to buy me fried tofu and light novels. Don't go back on your word. I have signed a contract." Shen Zi said to Ying very happily.

"Alas, poor Ying, he has been easily defeated by the wise and beautiful Yae Shinko~"

"Traveler, what exactly are you talking about--" Seeing this, the honest Ying didn't understand what the traveler meant, and felt that there was still a glimmer of hope, so he asked hurriedly.

"Well, that ridiculous god is average, even weaker than the general. In my opinion, his strength is at most equal to that of Mondstadt's Tevarin." After thinking about it, the traveler decided to exaggerate. Seeing how much she cares about her identity... give her some strength. (Yysy, Tevarin is so awesome in the text, but the plot is so lame. Could it be that the singing man has been "snatching" the authority of the wind from it? Emm, it's possible.)

"So weak?" The Son of God was a little surprised. He thought that as they were both one of the Seven Rulers of the World, the strength of the Fontaine Water God should not be much different from Ying. He didn't expect that there was such a huge difference.

"The Seven Consuls do not represent the strongest. We are just the victors of the brutal war a thousand years ago. Learning to unite was the best way to break the impasse at that time. Even a being as strong as Morax signed a contract with those fairy beasts."

"Besides, the current water gods are changing, and their strength is not comparable to us who once fought in the Demon God War." (The first water god Egolia died in Kanreya, and her body resisted the abyss and eventually turned into a sea of ​​nectar flowers in the extreme northwest of Xumi.)

As one of the seven gods today, Ying thought for a while and expressed his opinion.

Well, accurate, pertinent, and to the point.

"I was impulsive at the time and wanted to fight with her. I didn't expect her to surrender directly." The traveler told the truth.

"Little guy, are you so brave? Do you think that because you once fought against the general with me, you have the courage to fight against the gods?"

“…My strength was not bad to begin with, and during the journey, I have been recovering my original strength.” The traveler retorted helplessly.

"So how are you doing now?" Ying asked the traveler with some concern about his current condition.

"It's not bad. We are in the desert. It won't be long before the Mora runs out and we lose everything."

"No money?" Yaezakami said with some surprise.

"You're so happy that I'm broke."

(▼ dish▼#)

"Little guy, you misunderstood. How could I be happy? Your money is my money. Of course I will be sad when you lose your money." The Son of God said pitifully with a somewhat stiff and sad tone.

"Son of God, can you stop smiling like that?" Ying exposed him directly.

"Sorry, little guy, I just remembered that I could use Ying's small treasury to buy fried tofu and light novels, and I was very happy. Don't mind it." The Son of God stared at Ying with resentment and dealt a blow to Ying that was as damaging as Wuxiang's sword.

"..."

"If we don't have Mora anymore, we can earn more, right? I heard that the Adventurer's Association has a lot of commissions." Ying answered softly, then picked up a string of tri-color dumplings from the plate next to him and started eating.

"Can the commission for the Xumi Desert be the same?"

The traveler then explained his inability to survive on commissions in Xumi.

Hearing this, the Son of God said with some forethought:

"Why don't you come to Inazuma? In addition to a large number of commissions, you can also make a lot of money by writing novels here. As a traveler, anything you write will sell well, okay."

"Besides, the two little girls from Kamisato and Naganohara have been waiting for you for a long time. We both welcome your arrival as well. Do you want to try Ying's lap pillow? It's very comfortable~"

"Son of God!" Ying was a little shy and looked at the Son of God with dissatisfaction while he was grinning evilly.

"How is it, are you moved?"

"..." Upon hearing this, the traveler fell into deep thought.

Under the current circumstances, Mora does not have enough. Besides, writing novels can provide a steady source of income (through one's own influence).

Linghua, it’s been a while since we last met.

Thinking of her innocent and romantic appearance, the recent irritability of the journey faded away a little.

Perhaps because she knew that I had gone to Xumi with Xiao Gong, she sent me obviously more letters than before.

……

"Traveler, what are you still thinking about? Go! There are countless Mora, and Inazuma delicacies. I haven't seen Linghua and Xiaogong for a long time. If you don't go now, when will you go again?!"

After hearing that going to Inazuma would help them escape from their current state of hunger, Paimon hurriedly shook the traveler's shoulder, as if he was afraid that he would change his mind.

"But it's so far from here. Do we have enough money to get there?"

"I will ask the local Inazuma diplomat to equip you with a speedboat in the port of Omos, and I will reimburse the expenses." The Son of God struck while the iron was hot.

"Well, let's make enough money first, and then travel."

After some thought, the traveler agreed.

"Yeah, Inazuma Gourmet, here I come!" Paimon raised his hand and said happily.

"Let's go to Port Omos first."

"it is good!"

——Time dividing line——

In less than a day, the travelers arrived at the port of Omos using the teleportation anchor.

Although the Port of Ormos is not as large as the Port of Liyue, the flow of people there is in no way inferior to that of Liyue.

A large number of products from countries such as Fontainebleau to Donnatha are frequently sold here.

Compared with the official large-scale foreign trade of Liyue, there are more small and medium-sized foreign traders taking root here.

Countless shouts came one after another.

The colorful porcelain sold by vendors and the colorful fabrics in the stalls in the port that blends in with nature add a different kind of brilliance to this place.

"Paimon, stop looking at it all the time. We are out of money." The traveler reminded Paimon and poured cold water on her called "reality".

In order to travel faster, the traveler spent all his few belongings on the teleportation anchor point.

By now, the number of Moras that even Paimon could count was enough to make any member of the treasure-stealing group shake his head.

Mora, who intercepted them, seemed to be insulting the word "treasure stealing" in the treasure-stealing group.

After walking for a long time, we finally came to an Inazuma man standing at the harbor who looked like he had been waiting for a long time.

Before the travelers could move forward, a familiar voice came from behind them.

"Traveler, long time no see!"

No longer wearing the passionate dance costume she wore on the stage, but a long, iridescent dress, the red-haired girl smiled at the traveler and waved.

"Nilu?! Why are you here?!"