Yuanshen everyone has become my figure

"You're awake, Traveler."

As soon as Chu Luye opened his eyes, a familiar voice came from his ear.

He turned his head and found that Zhong Li was sitting on the table next to him, holding a cup of tea and slowly sipping.

"Zhongli, sir...?"

Chuluye raised his head and sat up from the bed, subconsciously feeling something was wrong.

For example, this room looks a little strange, and the decoration looks very classic. The teacup that Zhongli is holding is a classic cup with a bowl lid and a saucer, and the table he is sitting on is also a standard Chinese-style birch table.

Although Chu Luye seldom goes to Zhongli's room, he also knows that his room is definitely not as thoroughly retro.

—Unless, he is no longer in his house now.

Has he come to Tivat again?

Chuluye thought with some surprise.

The last time I came to Tivat, it was because the "future self" switched bodies with him, but this time... is it because of the break in the timeline?

Chu Luye guessed in his heart that he remembered the voice of "future self" he heard before he lost consciousness.

【...I still have something to do, so I'm sorry. 】

So... is he being body swapped again?

And the timeline of Tivat he is in now is about to break? !

Chu Luye opened his eyes wide, thinking of this possibility for a moment.

He turned his head quickly and looked at Zhongli who was still calm and composed.

Zhong Li lifted the lid of the bowl, skimmed off the froth on the tea soup, and took a sip leisurely, only then did he notice Chu Luye's gaze.

"What's the matter, is there anything you want to say?"

Chu Luye opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound, and then he remembered that the body of his "future self" couldn't make a sound.

He looked around anxiously, and before he asked for it gesticulating, Zhong Li had already handed over a hard-tipped pen and a hard board with white paper fixed on it in a considerate manner.

Chu Luye was slightly taken aback, and immediately realized that these might be prepared for the previous "future self".

He took the pen and paper and quickly wrote a line on it:

[This timeline is about to break!Mr. Zhongli, we must find a way to deal with this matter! 】

He directly pointed out the key points, and the urgency of the situation was vividly expressed by the sharpness of the font.

However, this line is written in Japanese.

Chuluye didn't realize this until he handed the pen and paper back to Mr. Zhongli.

...but what to do?

Chuluye thought anxiously.

There is no way to communicate with words, nor can he communicate with words. How can he express this abstract matter with body language?

Zhong Li, who took the pen and paper, obviously realized this.

He looked at the foreign characters on the paper that could be felt eagerly just by looking at the shape of the characters, and there was a little helplessness in his eyes.

Even he couldn't decipher a language he had never seen through this short paragraph of text that he didn't understand.

"No wonder I've never seen you use pen and paper before."

Zhong Li sighed, raised his head, and stared at Chuluye with red golden eyes.

"It's quite an urgent matter, do we have to talk about it now?"

...Mr. Zhongli has a solution!

Chu Luye's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously.

"Never mind."

Zhong Li shook his head helplessly, put the pen and paper on the table, stood up from the chair, took off a finger and glove, revealing a slender white palm.

He stretched out his hand, and lightly tapped on Chu Luye's forehead from an almost infinite distance.

"What are you trying to say?"

Zhong Li lowered his head, his pupils glowed with a faint golden light.

Chu Luye raised his head and saw this scene, and immediately thought of the picture he saw in his "future self".

【"I will share the authority of creation with you."】

"……Um?"

Zhong Li frowned slightly, as if he was somewhat puzzled by what he heard.

Chu Luye blushed immediately, and hurriedly calmed down, not daring to think about the scene he saw before, and instead focused on saying the sentence he wanted to tell Zhongli in his heart.

[The timeline is about to break, Mr. Zhongli!We need to deal with this matter quickly! 】

"...The timeline is about to break, Mr. Zhongli, we have to deal with this matter quickly."

Zhong Li repeated Chu Luye's heart word by word, and at the end, he added a "really?" smile.

Chu Luye was slightly taken aback, feeling that the voice in his heart was read out by Zhong Li, which made him feel a little ashamed for no reason.

He silently suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and nodded vigorously to express his affirmation.

Then he raised his head and looked at Zhongli expectantly, hoping Mr. Zhongli could tell him how to solve this problem.

Zhong Li smiled lightly, and withdrew his finger on Chu Luye's forehead, without showing any surprise.

It was as if he already knew about this.

Chu Luye looked at Zhongli with some puzzlement, and tried to tell Zhongli with his eyes that he still needed further explanation or clarification.

However, Zhongli put on the gloves again, put on the wrench again, and when he spoke again, it was not the explanation that Chu Luye expected, but——

"Come hang out with me, traveler."

A ray of dim sunlight came in from outside the room, reflecting a column of fine dust floating up and down in the air. Zhong Li opened the door and tilted his head slightly. For some reason, a sense of loneliness appeared in his eyes.

Chu Luye had no choice but to suppress the unresolved doubts in his heart, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

After he put on his shoes, he realized that the clothes on his body had changed into quite Liyue style at some time.

What exactly did the "future self" experience in Teyvat?

In Chu Luye's heart, another "gululu" doubt popped up.

But he couldn't open his mouth to ask, so he could only keep this question in his heart together with the previous one, and quickly followed Zhongli.

"All the questions you want answered will be answered after this."

Before pushing the door open, Zhong Li lowered his head slightly and said this to Chu Luye.

When Chu Luye heard this, he became more and more curious about Liyuegang at this time.

He poked his head and watched the door Zhongli opened gradually widen in front of him, finally revealing the whole outside world.

The ginkgo leaves in front of the door are falling, and the children playing happily run past the door.

A bustling Liyue Port is as lively and peaceful as ever.

Chu Luye didn't find anything wrong with it.

He raised his head and looked at Zhongli.

Zhong Li smiled slightly, and stepped out of the door.

"Take no haste, traveler, the answer lies on the road."

Chu Luye was full of doubts, but he couldn't get an answer, so he followed Zhongli's footsteps and looked around all the way, trying to find the "answer hidden on the road" that Zhongli said.

It was also because of this that he failed to discover in advance where the road that Zhongli took him led to.

It wasn't until standing in front of the familiar sign that Chu Luye realized that the destination of their trip was Wanmin Hall.

"..."

Chu Luye opened his mouth, but failed to make a sound, but this did not prevent him from blinking, trying to use his eyes to send questioning light waves to Zhongli.

"One serving of stir-fried pork slices, one serving of Jueyun crispy rice, and another serving of Qingcai farm dishes."

Zhong Li gave Chu Luye a soothing look, and ordered dishes from Master Mao familiarly.

"Hey, Mr. Zhongli, you brought friends here today!"

Master Mao warmly greeted Zhongli, and while he was busy with the dishes in his hands, he asked casually, "Isn't it your usual style to order so many spicy dishes?"

"Yes, my friend likes spicy food."

Zhongli smiled and greeted Master Mao familiarly.

When Master Mao heard the words, he immediately looked up at Chuluye, and said with a smile, "That's a good time, our Wanmintang is most famous for its spicy dishes."

"Little brother, you have to try our food, I promise you won't be disappointed!"

Master Mao winked and teased Chu Luye.

Chu Luye suddenly felt the embarrassment of being warmly received by relatives he didn't know, so he could only bite the bullet and nodded indiscriminately.

"He is coming to Liyue for the first time, and he is not yet familiar with the language."

Seeing this, Zhong Li smiled and smoothed things over.

"Oh, that's it, that's it."

Master Mao nodded again and again, not caring that he didn't respond to his words, and still praised Chu Luye enthusiastically:

"Brother, if you come to Liyue for the first time, you must follow Mr. Zhongli. He is an old gourmet. He knows all the delicious restaurants everywhere. Follow him, and you will definitely be able to eat all of Liyue's special dishes. !"

Chu Luye couldn't speak, so he could only nod repeatedly to show that he understood.

So the greetings were finally over, and Zhong Li took Chu Luye to the dining table.

"..."

Chuluye opened his mouth.

"You want to ask me why I brought you here?"

Zhong Li smiled, and Lu Ye first spoke out the question in his heart.

Chu Luye nodded, with pure doubt in his eyes.

Zhongli's eyes drifted to the distance, and then pulled back to Chu Luye, the dim light of the setting sun shrouded him, making him look as if he was about to disappear from the spot.

"Because... this place will disappear soon."

Chu Luye opened his eyes wide, full of horror and disbelief.

"...Anxin, it's not Liyue Port, it's just some traces that once existed."

Seeing Chu Luye's shocked face, Zhong Li lowered his eyes and smiled lightly.

He pointed to the distant horizon: "Look."

Chu Luye looked in the direction of Zhongli's finger, looked far into the distance, and found a wave of imaginary numbers rising gradually at the edge of his field of vision.

That wave carried a psychedelic electronic color, appearing and disappearing from time to time, hanging on the horizon like a phantom neon.

But Chu Luye knew that this wave would never be as harmless as a rainbow.

Just relying on the terrifying speed at which it moves like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, Chu Luye can vaguely feel the power contained in it.

"That is the trajectory of the world correcting time, a wave that ordinary people cannot see."

Zhong Li looked at the wave from a distance, "When it sweeps here, all the traces of the past here will disappear like foam in the wave."

He lowered his head, looked at Chuluye, who was shocked with his eyelids, and the neon waves reflected in his black eyes, and added softly:

"This also includes your memory."

Chu Luye turned around suddenly, he thought of a possibility that could explain many things, but he didn't want to believe it.

He lowered his head to search on the table, dipped his finger into the cup of tea, drew a line on the table, and then erased the line, putting a question mark on it.

After watching Chu Luye's series of actions with downcast eyes, Zhong Li met his eagerly looking eyes.

He sighed helplessly, affirming Chu Luye's guess:

"Yes, more than once."

Chu Luye couldn't believe it at first, then realized something, and gradually turned into anger and fear.

He pursed his pale lips, feeling very puzzled.

If things like memory have been revised many times, why does Zhongli still know that his memory has been cleaned many times?

There is only one possibility, that is, he used some means to preserve his memory from the wave.

So why let him do it now?

If it's a partner, shouldn't such memories be shared together?

Chu Luye raised his head, watching Zhongli, his eyes were dark and bright with anger and fear.