Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 387 This Can Be Considered a Victory
Rewind the time before Ningguang arrived at Beiguo Bank.

"Zhongli, wait for us!"

The traveler and Paimon followed the direction where the emperor left, and returned to the corner of the viewing corridor bridge.

Zhong Li didn't intend to go far, but when he heard Paimon's call, he stopped and stood leaning on the railing, and turned to look at the little mascot and the traveler who were following him: "You two...you don't have to be in such a hurry."

"Aren't we afraid that you will disappear like a mandrill, with a "swoosh"? "

Paimeng, who was flying too fast, bumped into Zhongli's arms, and then even grabbed onto Zhongli's clothes, for fear that he would turn into rock light and disappear.

With a distance of only tens of meters, the little Paimon was out of breath. Fortunately, the travelers who caught up behind him stopped Paimon's faux pas in time.

"That's the technique [Wind and Wheel Duality] honed by the Great Sage Conquering Demons in hundreds of battles."

"Now I'm just a guest minister of the past life hall, how can I use the magic of the fairy family?"

The breeze with sea tide and smoke passing across the covered bridge makes Zhongli's long brown hair fluttering along with his clothes. From a distance, he looks like a fairy coming to the world in Liyue landscape painting.

"Hey... I'm sorry, Zhongli."

Elder Zhong also took this opportunity to raise his hand, calmly smoothing out the folds of his clothes that Paimon had grabbed.

"History can be recorded, but history is not reliable, and memory is more likely to be distorted over time."

This also caused the person concerned to shake his head helplessly, and after a moment of deliberation, he slowly explained the content of the contract.

It's just that this time, Paimon, who has a heart, didn't put his ears close to him, but kept an appropriate distance from Zhongli.

"...to resolve the scourge of war in ancient times, to extort compensation from Zhidong, and to curb the development of Liyue technology."

The traveler looked at the excited Paimon and Zhongli who nodded affirmatively, and couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead.

"Those who have not entered the other shore will have to turn around."

If you count down the characters in the scene of the emperor's feigned death, you will find that in a very short period of time, Liyue has assembled several demon god-level combat powers.

After quietly listening to Dijun's narration, Ying and Paimeng were still confused at first, but quickly read the deep meaning from Zhongli's unfinished words.

Seeing that the other party was already wary, Zhong Li waved his hands in a funny way, and responded to Little Paimeng's question with his usual words.

Zhongli's gilt eyes are as bright as amber, and they seem to also carry countless pasts. When they are narrowed, they are as narrow and long as dragon pupils. Just by looking at them, one can feel the oppressive feeling of a god looking down on all things.

As a traveling companion, Pai Meng immediately flew to Zhong Li with understanding, blocking the other party's line of sight.

"Forget it, if the two of you really want to know the content of the contract, I can reveal a thing or two."

At this moment, Ying also quietly went around to the other side of the corridor bridge, forming a double-team with Paimeng, and then looked at Zhongli with a smile.

"That doesn't mean you didn't say anything!"

"Paimon, can you stop being so childish..."

"The content of this contract is not worth mentioning. It's just exchanging some insignificant things for what Liyue and my subordinates need."

Ying's gaze turned to Zhongli again.

"Hey, Zhongli, did you also sign a contract with Farmas?"

"He is the same as Famas, both creatures that existed before I was born."

The damaged buildings will be repaired and compensated by the Northland Bank, and the fallen soldiers will be resurrected by Farmas.

And it is extremely dangerous for a demon god with great power to rashly break into another demon god's territory.

"Stinky Baodi is so stingy, he will willingly cooperate with you in acting..."

If the Rock King Dijun and the Dust Demon God are also counted, it is enough to hold another Seven Gods Cocktail Party.

Yingmei's light golden hair fluttered in the wind, and her amber eyes suddenly opened wide, showing the girl's shock when she learned the truth, and her admiration for the emperor.

The traveler raised doubts, but did not get an answer. The surprise in Zhong Li's eyes disappeared for a moment. He nodded first, and then shook his head heavily.

Just mentioning the Demon God of Dust...

"Is this the name of the Demon God of Famas?!"

"Mr. Zhongli, God of Dust...is he really dead?"

Yingmei stepped forward and asked expectantly, wearing Intivate flowers in her hair that swayed in the wind.

As a reward for passing the test, this slightly dilapidated, but vibrant and renewed land is about to enter an era that belongs only to "people".

To be able to have such boldness and take the gods as the link of the test, I am afraid that only the King of Rock can do it.

Although it was expected, the expectation was not fulfilled, and the traveler still felt a little disappointed, but he quickly adjusted his mood and gave the little Pimon beside him a wink.

Zhongli untied Shi Poyuzhang from his waist and held it in his palm.

Zhongli's tone was as steady as ever, but he didn't finish his sentence. Then he lightly pressed the dusty Shi Po on his waist, and looked up at the deep starry sky of Tivat.

"Young friend Paimon guessed right."

"You should have heard Farmas mention that the rule of war is that the loser burns to ashes and the winner rekindles."

But before the traveler finished speaking, Zhong Li lowered his eyes and shook his head.

Zhong Xin looked at the creased clothes caught by Paimeng with pain, and after a short hesitation, he compromised.

Yingmei persevered in her questioning, and at this moment a little bit of embers began to fall in the bright sky, and the faint fire light scattered to every corner of Hong Kong City along the breeze.

"I can't guarantee the accuracy of the history I know, so I can't answer your doubts."

The little mascot seemed to have heard some great secret, his heart of gossip was burning, and he waved his fists excitedly.

"What price do you have to pay to get such help from Famas?"

This dress was originally designed for him by General Xin Yuan, and he was reluctant to wear it during the war. Now that the old man has passed away, these old things are the only ones that can be kept as memory.

"Wait! Zhongli, you just said, Warlord [Halpas]?"

Mr. Ke Qing was wearing retro and solemn clothes as usual. The fretwork on the hem of the clothes was complicated but not redundant, and the inlaid on the breast button was even more crystal clear amber, which was similar to the jade Zhang jewelry that suddenly appeared on the waist.

"The content of the contract... can I tell Paimon?"

While the traveler was meditating, Paimon's attention was attracted by the name Zhongli Wuxin said.

Seemingly seeing the distress in Zhong Li's eyes, Paimon let go of his arm in embarrassment, and smoothed the folds of his clothes with his fleshy little hands.

Surrounded by the two, Dijun couldn't laugh or cry. Ever since he became known as the rock queen in the world, no one had dared to grab his clothes like this and talk to him proudly.

Zhong Li was not annoyed, and nodded with a slight smile.

The little mascot excitedly circled Zhongli, as if he was imagining the surprise on the other side's face when he called out his real name in person.

Of course, some drunk bard doesn't count.

The overall strength of Liyue Port seemed to be severely damaged in this catastrophe, but it also took this opportunity to solve many problems that existed since ancient times, and even the aftermath was arranged in an orderly manner by Zhongli.

Paimon flew to Zhongli's side angrily, and grabbed his arm tightly, as if he wanted to prove by action that if he didn't answer her question, he wouldn't leave.

"Liyue gathers the power of the seven stars and all the immortals to fight against the vortex demon god Oser, the north wind wolf king Andreus, and the war lord Harpas. Although the casualties are huge, they finally won..."

The traveler recalled what Farmas had said at the Bank of Northland.

War Lord Harpas, High Sky Singer Barbatos, Vortex Demon God Oser, North Wind Wolf King Andreus, East Wind Guardian Tewarin...

"The content of the contract... is to resurrect the dead who died in the war?"

"Mr. Zhongli, I want to know who is the maintainer of the law of heaven you mentioned..."

Sleeping in the warm yellow jade is a wide-sleeved girl as pure as a glazed lily. The blue ribbon and hair accessories seem to be in the clear sky, and the white bare feet are even more delicate.

"As a contract and compensation for the mistakes made thousands of years ago, I promised him everything except Liyue Port."

Zhongli responded calmly, with a gentleness that rarely appeared in his eyes and never belonged to the lord of the mountain.

"Finally... look at this land..."

(End of this chapter)