Scholar Amber, See

: Immortal Friend

“Don’t worry, don’t worry, this is very simple.”

Wendy put her hands on Amber’s shoulders, lest she get agitated and pull her hair,

“Just go to Liyue and find the immortal.”

“Basically, immortals know how to perform exterior scenes.”

“It’s even easier to create such a small space for storing things.”

“After all, this small portable space is incomparable to the Dust Song Pot.”

Amber was very keen to catch this name, which was not easy to hear, and immediately asked,

“What is the Dust Song Pot?”

“It’s a pot that can be carried on the body, and there is a hole in it.”

Wendy quickly explained,

“It’s like a secret base that only belongs to you.”

“When you are adventuring outside, if you are tired, you can go directly to rest in the pot, which is very convenient.”

【understood! 】【This is bringing home with you. 】

Amber felt that his saliva was about to drool.

Although when the power is activated, the small distance between the star in her hand and her palm is actually a cosmic space measured in units of light seconds.

If you want to put something, it’s really empty.

But is that useful?

In daily life, the powerful [Emperor] is really just a small ball of fire.

Except for the paper collected after each world extinction, which can be taken out, other things put in have no response at all.

In addition, the time lapse of the stars in the palm seems to be different from the time I feel in my body.

When Amber was carrying out his mission, he stuffed something into the power by the way.

As a result, the next time the power is opened, the contents inside seem to have passed through a long, long time, and all of them have decayed.

So she really couldn’t refuse the Dust Song Pot.

“I want the dust song pot, Wendy, I want it now.”

Like a child craving candy, Amber shouted impatiently, and stretched out his hand.

“I can’t do anything about this.”

With a wave of her hand, Wendy directly lifted up her other braid, leaving Amber to take advantage of it.

Then he explained,

“Even if it is an immortal, it is not that simple to build a dust song pot.”

“But you can ask this sister nun.”

“Mond and Liyue have always had a good relationship. Maybe there is a dust song pot in the church.”

Hearing this, Amber immediately looked over with a pair of sparkling eyes.

In order to get what she wanted, she unceremoniously took advantage of her young age as a child,

“Sister Wei Na…”

“Even if you act like a baby to me like this, it’s useless.”

The nun smiled, then spread her hands,

“I’m just a little nun in the church. I don’t know that kind of fairy thing.”

“If you want to know if there are any, you should ask the Bishop.”

“Ok.”

Amber underestimated with a look of disappointment.

However, in the bottom of my heart, I secretly calculated.

If it’s Archbishop Simon, it doesn’t seem impossible to get the Dust Song Pot.

But it’s okay to sell yourself.

Amber didn’t want to become a laborer for capital before he grew up.

After all, the West Wind Knights are civil servants, with good benefits and benefits, and it’s not bad to use them to fool around.

As far as the West Wind Church is concerned, it seems…it seems to be a civil servant, right?

Ah, forget it, a house slave with two surnames can’t do it, unless…

Unless there are many beautiful young ladies.

After complaining in his heart, Amber suddenly remembered what Wendy said just now.

Then a smile appeared on his face,

“Wait, don’t run away, Wendy.”

Calling the poet who seemed to want to sneak away, she asked,

“Just now you said that there is nothing you can do about the dust song pot.”

“Does that mean that there is still a way to create a small portable space using location techniques?”

Stopping, Wendy smiled,

“I have a fairy friend in Liyue.”

“Amazing!”

Amber immediately boasted.

Then he ran over quickly, raised his head, and asked with flickering eyes,

“Wendy, we are friends!”

Wendy was amused, and stretched out her hand to touch Amber’s head,

“Of course, we are friends.”

“Then see if you can…”

“no problem!”

After directly agreeing to what Amber said with an expression of anticipation and fear of rejection, Wendy said very openly,

“I’m just going to go to Liyue for a walk in a few days. You can choose a small object, and I’ll take it with me when the time comes, and let my fairy friends handle it.”

After finishing speaking, he purposely elongated his voice,

“But…”

[Good guy, play this game, I wrote it down. 】

Enduring the “humiliation” of being rubbed on the head, Amber asked with the same smile on his face,

“but?”

Wendy became reserved,

“Immortals are, after all, existences that can be encountered but not sought after. It is not easy to ask them to help.”

“And this old friend of mine has a very bad temper. If I go there, I might be beaten away.”

Then he withdrew his hand, and looked at Amber pitifully,

“So in order to comfort my heart that will definitely be hurt.”

“After I endured the pain and asked my friends to help me, can you play a song for me?”

【Is this the request? 】

Amber was a little stunned, she thought the poet wanted to take the opportunity to play tricks on herself.

Then I thought again,

[No, how old you are, you still pretend to be pitiful to me. 】

“If you don’t mind my tone deafness, of course it’s fine.”

After thinking for a while, Amber’s expression returned to normal, and he agreed.

By playing the piano and singing, you can get a storage device, which is not too much money.

“That’s great!”

Wendy also seemed very satisfied.

“I’m looking forward to it.”

“Then you can look forward to it, I don’t care if you are disappointed.”

After a brief reply, Amber asked,

“By the way, Wendy, does your old friend have any hobbies?

“Maybe I can prepare some presents. ”

“emmm…”

Wendy thought about it and said,

“Old man, I prefer antique calligraphy and painting.”

“Antique calligraphy and painting, I know.”

Amber nodded,

“When are you going to Liyue?”

“In a few days.”

Taking a sip of wine from the bottle, Wendy said,

“Although the badminton festival is coming to an end, I still want to stay for a few more days.”

“That’s good.”

“I can prepare a good gift now.”

After finishing speaking, she remembered another important matter.

“Wendy, how is the music preparation going?”

“Can the choir perform on stage after the badminton festival ends at noon and the girls throw down the hydrangea?”

Amber’s tone became very serious, fully showing his importance.

The Mond people cannot be allowed to indulge in the discussion of freedom and ignore their original purpose.

No matter what, she had to reveal the existence of her good friend Yula.

Of course, in this case, directly say [Yura is my best friend, although she is from the Lawrence family, but she is a good child, please be gentle with her. 】It’s too explicit.

So a few days ago, after listening to Wendy’s music, Amber had an idea, and planned to finally use songs to express his thoughts on Yula.

This kind of practice is probably like Li Baijin, the poet fairy, who sings a song “To Wang Lun” in front of many students who came to congratulate him after he was named on the gold list.

Anyone who knows what it means can understand.

But Yula is the only one who may be confused by the authorities in the future, and is a little confused about the situation.

Therefore, this is also a prank.

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