Genshin Impact: Responsible for Strengthening the Army

"Look, these are the latest guns developed by our toy company. They are extremely powerful and harmless to the body. They are much more powerful than Dotorei's evil eye."

Yun Qing continued to lead a few people deeper, while also introducing the various "toys" on the shelves and hanging on the walls. It was obvious that these toys were not for children to play with.

"So, does this have anything to do with Emperor Yan?"

Paimeng couldn't help but ask. Yun Qing had taken them to see his wares for such a long time, but she vaguely remembered that Yun Qing wanted to demonstrate the power of "Emperor Rock King" at first.

"Of course it does. Just wait and see."

Yun Qing locked the door of the room, which made Jiaming alert. This guy locked them up here, was he sure he wasn't going to kill them and rob them?

In fact, Yun Qing locked the door just to prevent children from breaking in. You know, everything in this room is not suitable for children.

Black veins slowly emerged on Yun Qing's body like tree roots. These veins flickered with a faint light. As time passed, they gradually transformed into thick black smoke, like a black whirlwind, quickly filling the entire room.

The black smoke did not spread everywhere, but seemed to be pulled by some force, gathering towards Yun Qing's face and finally condensing into a mask.

This mask completely covered Yun Qing's face, emitting a mysterious purple light from his eyes, revealing a chilling aura, making Yun Qing look even more mysterious.

"The one standing before you is the real Rock King, recognized by the Seven Stars, Immortals, and Liyue. How is it? Does this answer satisfy you?"

There was arrogance in Yun Qing's voice. He stopped pretending and revealed his cards. He was the Rock King. An executive of the Fatui became the Rock King. How ironic and unexpected was it?

"Stop embarrassing yourself here."

The little yellow-haired boy held up his forehead helplessly. If she was guilty, please let God judge her instead of letting her watch Yun Qing show off here.

"It's embarrassing, but it's not Buratino's face that's embarrassing, it's Liyue's face."

Not caring at all, this was Yun Qing's attitude. If Yun Qing was just a very weak non-commissioned officer of the Fatui, he would care a lot about his face, but he was not.

Yun Qing now has too many "masks", that is, identities, and his status is not low. His every move involves the face of all parties, and there will be great scholars to defend him.

"Eh? I...am not dreaming, am I?"

Jiaming still hadn't recovered at this time. Before coming in, he had thought there might be some big news, but he didn't expect it to be so explosive.

The Rock King, the Fatui executive, the escort agency's client. Normally, these words would sound awkward no matter how they were put together, but now they really appeared in front of him.

"Dreaming? What are you thinking about? If this were a dream, I wouldn't just be the Rock King."

If this is a dream, Yun Qing would give himself an identity that is no less powerful than the law of nature no matter how cold he is. The mere Rock King Emperor is not worthy of my attention!

"Jia Ming, do you want to join our 'Yun Qing Victims Association'?"

Paimeng floated behind Jiaming as if nothing had happened and took out a small notebook with "Signatures of Yun Qing's Victims" written on the cover. The notebook contained the names of people who had been teased or provoked by Yun Qing but had no way to get revenge.

Opening the small notebook, names of different styles were signed everywhere on the paper, such as Ying, Paimon, Diluk Leggenfand, Barbatos, Astrologius Mona Megistus, Yae Godchild, Buratino, Tartaglia, Xiao...

Huh? There seems to be a strange name mixed in? Never mind, it doesn't matter.

"Uh, isn't this a bad idea?"

Although he was also very surprised about Yun Qing's identity, Yun Qing had never played tricks on him and even gave him a small gift. Jiaming was still a little resistant to this kind of forming cliques in public.

"It's okay, just sign it. Emergency food. Remember to make a copy of this book for me when the time comes. I want to keep it for collection. Of course, it would be even better if you are willing to give me the original copy."

Yun Qing didn't care at all. Is this the "Victims Association"? No! This is clearly Yun Qing's battle record book, which contains extremely valuable records.

"Don't come here!"

Paimeng thought that Yun Qing wanted to steal her property, but this idea was completely wrong. The signature on it was not complete, and Yun Qing would never pick the fruit before it was ripe.

But Paimeng obviously misunderstood and flew directly backwards. Before Yun Qing could remind him, Paimeng hit his head on a bracket of the shelf, stars appeared in his eyes, and he fell to the ground.

"You said you...ah..."

Yun Qing sighed, not because he felt sorry for Paimeng's plane crash, but because at this moment, the wall behind Paimeng was pulled upwards, revealing a larger space in front of them.

Several cold light lamps illuminated the huge space below, and the reflected light emitted bursts of chill.

"What is this?"

Little Huangmao was also close to collapse. How did you create such a large space with such a small shop? You are the real rock king, you are noble, you have hollowed out the mountain.

"Uh... it's just a very simple weapons depot. I asked Fatty to dig it for me."

Yun Qing explained that Pang Pang Tuo was living very well with him now. He had fresh stones to eat every day, and all the earth in the cave had been eaten by Pang Tuo.

Otherwise, the Fatui alone would not be able to dig such a large cave without alerting the Qianyan Army of Yilongbu.

"This is the Jin army I created. I suggest you don't tell anyone, or I will let them go out and destroy Liyue."

Hundreds of mechanical puppets emitting evil spirits were placed in the armory. Yes, these were the things produced by the production line that Yun Qing arranged in the basement of the scientific research park.

Yes, that's right, the golden man

"So, you asked us to come here, not to be your bodyguards?"

The little yellow-haired girl still remembered her original intention. She came here to earn the 100,000 Mora that day. As for what Yun Qing was going to do here, she didn't care. She just wanted to know whether she could get the 100,000.

"That's right, but I'm not 'me'. I'm just a puppet. My life is not important. It's not me you have to protect, but my real body."

"Yun Qing" calmly removed the "demon god armor" and returned to his original appearance. Here he was just an idle man watching the shop. The real body that needed protection was still in a ravine in Chenyu Valley.