The Homeless Man of Teyvat

Chen Tianfeng looked puzzled, and after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what Dotore was trying to do.

Did he die early? Is his blood poisonous? Or is it because he is so powerful in self-destruction?

But it’s normal if you don’t understand it. Dotore should be regarded as Teyvat’s mad scientist, and mad scientists always have ideas that normal people can’t understand – otherwise, what kind of mad scientists would they be?

Chen Tianfeng smiled and said indifferently: "Does Mr. Zhongli know what he is planning to do?"

Zhongli turned his head and looked somewhere down, with complicated eyes: "Guide the little friend to confront Osel, and take the opportunity to confirm some conjectures."

"What do you think...huh?"

Chen Tianfeng followed Zhongli's gaze, his smile stagnant, his face gradually became expressionless, and his eyes were slightly cold.

On a street corner somewhere in the night market, a thin figure was curled up. His expression was slightly frightened, he was holding a wooden box tightly in his arms, his lips were moving, and he kept mumbling to himself.

"Conjecture about whether the little friend still has human emotions."

Zhongli looked at the figure in the corner and sighed: "Friends, Liyue, energy... In his plan, he will make arrangements from these three aspects to see for what reason the little friend will take action against Osel, and collect the little friend Friends’ combat data to prepare for the next operation.”

Dotore's plan is very good, and the only thing that's good about it is that it can bring the whole of Teyvat to its death.

Didn't the Ice Queen tell these fools and executives about Chen Tianfeng's true nature and the consequences of his death?

Or maybe I only told the first half.

Zhongli felt exhausted. After learning what Dotore wanted to do, he even had the urge to throw this bastard thing in front of the Ice God and ask her how she managed the executive officer.

"Such a crude forgery...does he think I can't recognize my friends?"

Chen Tianfeng spoke calmly, staring at the familiar figure without moving away.

Yuan Mu... Dotore actually created a person who looked the same as Yuan Mu. Dotore actually dared to create a person who looked like that little fool... Dotore actually dared to blaspheme his dead friend!

Chen Tianfeng's expression was indifferent, with anger hidden in his eyes; the gray-white giant snake roared silently, and his eyes were cold and violent.

He took a breath, looked away, and looked at Zhongli: "What do you think, Mr. Zhongli?"

"There are fools monitoring the forger. As long as my friend and I pass by the forger and stop, Dotore will get the news. Then the subordinates he arranged in Guiliyuan will start taking action, making noise and attracting Seven Stars pay attention, and Dotore himself will take this opportunity to burn some of the slices to activate the Forbidden Barrier and release Ocell."

"The fools in Gui Liyuan are bait, but they are not just bait. Their mission is very simple. They want to extract the power of the earth line and transmit it over long distances regardless of the loss. Then Dotore will choose the opportunity to transfer this chaotic power of the earth line. Send it to Osel."

"At the same time, the forger will arrive at the seaport when Auxerre breaks away from the seal, and plans to die indirectly in the hands of Auxerre in front of his friends. Finally, a large number of Qianyan troops are sent to Guiliyuan, and the Seven-Star Gaze is Shifting, the immortal is far away in the clouds - this is undoubtedly the weakest moment in Liyue Port. "

Zhongli talked about Dotore's plan bit by bit, as if he saw it with his own eyes: "This is everything he has prepared for my little friend."

"Mr. Zhongli...how do you know so clearly?"

Chen Tianfeng's eyes were a little stunned. After the initial anger, he quickly calmed down and suppressed the useless anger that affected his judgment. It was normal to be angered, but if he allowed himself to be affected by anger, he would have no chance of becoming the only god in his second hometown.

"My little friend, don't forget, this is Liyue."

Zhongli's tone was calm, as if he was saying something natural.

This is Liyue, he is the god of Liyue, this is his kingdom, as long as he is willing, nothing can be hidden from his eyes - it is just how much energy he consumes.

The rock is silent, but will write down everything.

"Too."

Chen Tianfeng thought for a while, nodded, and then asked again: "What are you going to do, Mr. Zhongli? Dotore is not only disgusting me by causing trouble in Liyue, it is a slap in your face! Can you bear it?"

"I wouldn't be able to bear it if it were me!"

Chen Tianfeng encouraged, "Today he dares to let Osel out to seduce me, and tomorrow he dares to launch a suicide attack on me in Liyue! It's a small matter if I die, but it's a big deal if Liyue is polluted!"

"Of course you don't need to be patient, little friend."

Zhong Li smiled slightly and said in a gentle tone: "I am ready to leave this matter to my little friend."

"Leave it to me?" Chen Tianfeng raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Zhongli, what do you mean...?"

"After Osel breaks away from the seal, he will definitely attack Liyue regardless of the situation. You don't need to be polite at that time, just let him help me resurrect. As for when to take action and how to take action, these are all decided by me. I just hope It would be nice if Liyue could be less affected."

"Once the fight starts, a small amount of my blood may leak out. This..."

"I'll handle it."

"The Totore...?"

"I'll handle it."

Zhongli's smile was still gentle and calm, but there seemed to be an illusion of anger flashing in his golden eyes.

Obviously, Dotore's plan to accidentally let Liyue be buried with Chen Tianfeng made the ancient god feel uneasy after a long time.

"Then there is Mr. Lao Zhongli."

Chen Tianfeng cupped his hands and stood up, his palm naturally resting on the handle of the knife. Suddenly he thought of something and turned to look at Zhongli: "Mr. Zhongli, I still have something to ask."

"My friend, please tell me."

"This knife...does it really need to be warmed up for so long?"

"Hey, little friend, you might as well take a guess."

"..."

Guess it with a hammer!

This Lao Deng!

It is estimated that he didn't want to do anything in Liyue before, and kept staring at him. As a result, Dotore had to deal with a big job due to a moment of inadvertence. Then he gritted his teeth and pretended to be generous or just go along with the flow and let himself go.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that the long knife was completed that night, and Dotore started planning the next day.

Even if Dotore knew about their coming to Feiyunpo Night Market, it was probably Lao Deng himself who exposed them.

Chen Tianfeng cursed and didn't answer. He asked the restaurant waiter to pay the bill, then left the restaurant with Zhong Li and walked towards the forger's position.

The pace is leisurely, neither urgent nor slow.

After a while,

Northland Bank.

"Oh, the fish is hooked."

Dotore waved his hand and asked the subordinates who came to report to leave. Then he stood up and took the communicator, and asked the fools waiting at Guiliyuan to start taking action.

However, things seemed to be going a little too smoothly. Was there something that was overlooked... Dotore paused his palm slightly, frowned, and delayed issuing the order.

At this moment, the wind suddenly blew.

It came from the night, passed through the window, and gently blew Dotore's blue hair, seeming to persuade and bewitch.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but there seemed to be a sly chuckle in the wind.

I must have thought too much, the plan should have gone so smoothly... Dotore shook his head, no longer hesitated, and issued orders to the fools who returned to the original place.