Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 313 Zhongli Retiring Early
Dihuazhou is flat and wide on all sides, surrounded by lakes and marshes.

Every midnight, when the cold moonlight shines, the moisture in the swamp will rise under the influence of the demon god's remnants, eventually forming a mixture of boundless karma and evil spirits.

And in the Wangshu Inn in the center of Dihuazhou, there is always a young man who frightens the evil with his terrifying yaksha posture, and his jade-like spear is full of murderous aura.

But at this moment, the Great Sage Conquering Demons of Dihuazhou, the three-eyed and five-manifested Immortal Mandrill was kneeling on one knee in front of Zhongli, with a joyful and puzzled expression on his slightly round face.

All the immortals knew that the emperor had the habit of wandering around in the world, and when Zhongli called out the name of Mandrill, the young man already knew the true identity of the visitor.

In any case, the emperor will never abandon Liyue easily, even if he leaves, he will definitely be fully prepared, and it is even more nonsense for a mortal to want to hurt the Martial God who is fighting all over the battlefield.

But Mandrill also couldn't guess what Zhongli's move meant.

If the emperor was not killed, what happened to the fake news that the traveler and other immortals received, and what role did the Liyue Seven Stars play in this conspiracy?
In an instant, various conjectures appeared in Mandrill's mind, but he vetoed them all, and in the end he just pursed his lips tightly.

Zhong Li didn't know Mandrill's wild thoughts, but looked at the half-kneeling boy with his deep stone-like eyes, and spoke softly.

"Drill, long time no see."

Mandrill's skin is delicate and fair. Although he looks like a teenager, his muscles are well-shaped, and he already has strong lines, but the scars on his back are intertwined, which interrupts the smooth and beautiful muscle proportions.

In Zhongli's eyes, Mandrill's back, side waist, arms, and abdomen were covered with scars, which were in stark contrast to the boy's own skin, giving him a cruel beauty.

"Emperor..."

Mandrill raised his head, and just when he was about to ask what was going on, Zhong Li suddenly interrupted the boy's inquiry.

"I have stepped down from the role of emperor and become a mortal."

"From now on, just call me Zhongli."

Zhongli's voice was still as steady as ever, but what he said made Mandrill's eyes widen in surprise.

It's okay to be a mortal, not to mention an emperor, even a fairy who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world in Jueyun Jian, occasionally wanders around Liyue Harbor as a mortal.

But what does it mean to let go of the emperor's responsibility?
There are so many mortals in Liyue Port relying on the God of Contract to make contracts in the name of Emperor Yanwang. If the God of Contract has passed away, what should we do with the tens of thousands of agreements?
Then I have fulfilled the contract of guarding Dihuazhou for thousands of years, will it end with the resignation of the emperor?
"The emperor...Master Zhongli, the mortals of Liyue...what should I do?"

For a moment, Mandrill didn't know what the emperor meant, and after a long silence, he asked Zhongli in a daze.

"Humanity has grown up for thousands of years, the stars are changing, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten. You who are immortals, or Morax, who is the king of rocks, are just sojourners in this vast world. The future of Liyue needs to be created by human beings. "

Seeing that it was difficult for Mandrill to accept what he said, Zhong Li sighed and explained, and when he raised his hand to help the young man up, Mandrill slightly turned his shoulders and silently avoided Zhong Li's hand that wanted to continue to rest on his shoulder.

His body was covered with harmful dark karma, and the young man who didn't want to hurt others always kept a distance from mortals.

Over time, a habit has been formed. Even though he knows that the person in front of him is the incarnation of the emperor, Mandrill still subconsciously avoids it.

Seeing this, Dijun withdrew his hand, but the helplessness in his eyes could not conceal the complexity in his heart at the moment, and immediately changed the topic: "Just now I had a good conversation with a few friends from Mengde downstairs, and after seeing you off, I thought of you too." I live in an inn, but I took the liberty to bother you..."

Hearing Zhongli's clumsy excuse, Mandrill closed his eyes, stood up with lowered eyelids, invited Zhongli to sit down at the table, and poured scented tea for him.

"Master Zhongli is too serious."

"This place is quiet, and it is easy to detect the evil spirits within a hundred miles, so the subordinates often rest here."

Zhong Li took the tea, but put it down gently as soon as he brought it to his mouth.

"I don't know if it has been difficult to clear the monsters in Dihuazhou in recent years, but do you feel tired?"

"Thank you for your concern, my lord. My subordinates always keep in mind the contract, and never tire of killing evil spirits."

During the War of the Demon God, Morax was not as reasonable as he is now. The tough-spoken Mandrill and other Yakshas went into battle to kill the enemy. In order to repay the emperor's kindness, Mandrill always rushed to the forefront of the battlefield without saying a word.

Every time they return to the camp, the yakshas will look like they are bathed in blood, and the blue-green hair on the mandrill's head is even mixed with red and sticky sticky strands, sticking to the young man's head, and his body is full of murderous aura.

Mandrill's appearance often frightens the ordinary people in Liyue Harbor, but he doesn't care much about it, but every time he gathers and celebrates, he hides in a corner alone, gnaws on dry food, and looks at the soldiers and immortals of the Qianyan Army. people.

Among the [Immortal Yashas], there are five most powerful ones. In the war that lasted for hundreds of years, except Fushe Yasha who was far away from the world and disappeared, the other three Yashas were either crazy, depraved, or died of brotherhood. Xiabai alone has been guarding Liyue for thousands of years.

Thinking of Mandrill's gilded amber eyes still looking at him with hope, Zhong Li beckoned Mandrill to sit down with a little guilt.

According to his words, the young man brought a chair and sat opposite Zhongli, but the wooden chair seemed a bit high, Mandrill's toes barely touched the ground, his fists were placed obediently on his knees, and the ribbons behind him fluttered like waves with the evening breeze. The air surged.

Mandrill's appearance of earnestly waiting for the emperor's question appeared to be very well-behaved, and the corners of Zhongli's mouth rose slightly due to this agile appearance, which seemed like otherworldly fireworks.

"Drill, I need help with something, I wonder if you would like it?"

"The subordinates are willing."

Following the thousand-year contract, even though he didn't know what Dijun wanted to do, Mandrill agreed without hesitation.

Zhongli nodded in relief, and confessed his retirement plan.

However, the thoughtful emperor still concealed the specific method, and only stated that he would test the mortals in Liyue Harbor, hoping that Mandrill could pass a note to Qixing in the name of Jinpeng Yasha.

"Testing mortals..."

Although he didn't understand the reason why Dijun did this, Mandrill nodded in agreement.

In his opinion, mortals are all weak and weak-willed people, and even Jue Yunjian's visit to immortals can hardly pass the test.

"I understand. This note will appear next to Qixing's pillow tonight. Please rest assured, my lord."

Mandrill stood up and saluted Zhongli, who also nodded slowly.

"This thing is also given to you. If the plan changes, it will be handed over to Tianquan Star."

Zhong Li pressed his palm on his heart without hesitation, and a few golden dragon scales appeared at the end of his eyes, shining brightly, like the rarest treasure in the world.

The pattern of Shi Po was reflected in the golden pupils, and with a few painful groans, a golden chess piece appeared in Zhongli's palm.

"Emperor!"

Mandrill rushed up to support Zhongli, who was sweating profusely, at the same time, a thunderbolt flashed across the sky, and a pale golden light lit up in the sky of Dihuazhou, but it didn't attract anyone's attention, and then disappeared suddenly.

The sound of pattering rain came from outside the window, and the cold wind blew past, making the little Paimeng who was sleeping soundly in the next room shrink into Ying's arms.

"It's okay..."

Zhong Li supported the table with his arms, panting heavily, told the young man in front of him: "If Ning Guang asks, I will say that the heart of God appeared in front of you after the emperor passed away."

"Don't let it leak... the fake death."

Zhong Li stood up, his gaze resting on Mandrill's shining golden eyes.

He reached out and handed the radiant and introverted Heart of God into Mandrill's hand, but the other party seemed to have not reacted yet, and looked at Zhong Li in shock.

As a fairy, Mandrill naturally knew how important the Heart of God was to the gods, but the man who was still sweating in front of him just gave it to him.

"The subordinates will keep their mouths shut."

Mandrill suddenly had a bad premonition, held the Heart of God tightly in his hand, immediately hid it in his bosom, and then anxiously asked Bupa to wipe Zhongli's sweat.

"If only..."

Zhong Li raised his hand to stop Mandrill's flustered movements.

He suddenly remembered that the worldly lock that Ning Guang had given to him was still in the hands of the other party, so he might as well take this opportunity to get it back together.

But for some reason, when he saw the worried eyes on Mandrill's face, he suddenly couldn't say anything, and just gritted his teeth and smiled wryly.

"Hurry up and go to Liyue Seven Stars, don't worry, you don't have to look for me again until this matter is over."

Zhong Li pushed Mandrill away and supported his hands, and stood still slowly, the golden brilliance in his eyes flowed, as if he had regained the majesty of the Rock King.

"Yes."

Mandrill looked solemn, gritted his teeth and retreated to the door.

The dark green mysterious light flickered, bringing with it gusts of breeze, and the young man's figure disappeared in an instant.

(End of this chapter)