Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

The simply cultivated green plants beautifully covered the stone bricks beside the canal in the alley of Wangshengtang. Small white flowers bloomed on the drooping branches. The neon flowers planted in the corners of the walls swayed gracefully among the slightly long grass leaves, and looked like pink clouds from a distance.

Dawn has arrived, and the golden morning light emerges from the sky. The vitality displayed by Liyue Harbor at this moment is particularly surprising. The sky lanterns lit to see off the Emperor are hung all over the alley, and large pieces of colorful silk are stretched from one end of the street to the other, tied with huge flower knots.

The people of the port city carried large and small bags of offerings and candle paper, and spontaneously gathered at the brightly lit Yujing Terrace, ready to offer their most devout faith to Emperor Yanwang.

But what the residents of Liyue didn’t know was that the Emperor they had been thinking about was right now at the corner of the streets of Feiyunpo, calmly watching the grinning God of War.

And Famas did not seem to intend to hide his recent whereabouts from the travelers. He somewhat exaggeratedly recounted the encounter with the informant from the Rock Tea House, and then went to the Northland Bank to receive Pantalone's invitation to attend the dinner. He did not even hide the contract he reached with the Fatui, but slightly embellished some details of the communication.

"Paimon won't have to worry about not having enough Mora for the rest of the trip."

"All future purchases will be charged to the Northland Bank account!"

Famas raised his hand and pinched Paimon's soft little face, but the little mascot seemed to be a little dazed because he received too much information in a short period of time. After blinking hard, he reacted and asked Famas in surprise:

"Hey! Doesn't that mean I can eat as much delicious food as I want!?"

As soon as Paimon finished speaking, the traveler shook his head speechlessly. Just as he was about to persuade them to use less emergency food, Paimon seemed to have suddenly found the key point of the story. He looked between the snack stand in Feiyunpo and Famas with a conflicted look, looking very embarrassed.

"But the Fatui's executive officers are all bad guys..."

  While the good and evil villains in Paimon's heart were fighting, the traveler interpreted some unusual meanings from Famas' words. She held her chin and recalled the broken sword forged by the Munata Arsenal in the Underground Salt Temple, as well as the salt ruler and salt cup that Famas threw down the cliff cave. She spoke in a relaxed tone:

"Famous, Miss Heulia's resurrection has something to do with you, right?"

"Or maybe you knew as early as the Salt of the Earth that the Salt Demon had been resurrected, and that the sword that was given to you as a gift to the King of Men..."

At this point, a slightly cruel guess suddenly occurred to the traveler's mind. She suddenly widened her amber eyes, first fixed her gaze on Famas's meaningful smile, and then opened her mouth in disbelief, wanting to ask something, but she didn't know how to say it.

"This can't be considered a resurrection. Even in the heyday of alchemy, the study of the origin and life form of demons was a secret taboo. I just made an attempt. If it succeeds, it will be considered as mercy to Heulia. If it fails... just pretend nothing happened."

  Famas casually admitted that Heulia's resurrection was his doing, not the result of the Silver Plains Hall's God Summoning Ceremony. Paimon and the Traveler were speechless at this sudden reversal. They looked at each other and asked in unison:

"why?"

What the two girls wanted to ask was why Famas did such a thing, but this time the boy did not respond directly. Instead, he turned his gaze to Zhongli, who remained silent behind the traveler.

At this time, Mr. Keqing was considering the truth of what Famas said, and did not seem to notice the other party's gaze. It was not until the surroundings became quiet that he raised his head belatedly and met the gazes of the Traveler, Paimon and Famas.

Zhongli remembered that Famas had told him clearly that, apart from the sinner in Kanreya, no one else in this world knew how to resurrect from the dead, let alone the demon god who had passed away for a thousand years.

But Heulia's resurrection was right in front of him, and Zhongli couldn't help but doubt that FAMAS had deceived him after all. So when the Traveler and Paimon asked more questions and shifted their attention to himself, Zhongli tilted his head and responded in a low voice: "Maybe it's because of guilt?"

As soon as the word "guilt" came out, the traveler clearly felt that the originally harmonious atmosphere suddenly became cold. When he looked at Famas again, the other party had completely stopped smiling, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and asked coldly: "Oh? Morax, tell me, what do I have to feel guilty about?"

Zhongli frowned imperceptibly.

His original intention was to come here to inquire about the reason for Heulia's resurrection, but the topic of the conversation gradually went off track. From the traveler's words and actions, Zhongli was sure that the other party had deduced a lot of information from the clues of the Underground Salt Temple. So after a little thought, he finally sighed:

"After Heulia passed away, I went to the Salt of the Earth with Ruota to clean up the remains of the demon god and investigate the exact cause of the death of the Salt God."

"The Rock Dragon King can use stone as eyes, so Rhodo checked the images in the rock a few years before Heulia's murder and found many strange things."

Zhongli held his chin and pondered, as if he was recalling the image in the rock, but his eyes involuntarily moved downwards to the knuckles of Famas' left hand that were not covered.

He was wearing a dark silver ring, the outer ring of which was engraved with intricate and delicate lines depicting a scene of a human beheading a demon.

"What's so strange about it?"

Paimon blinked curiously, moved closer to Zhongli and waited eagerly for his response.

"If you want to know the answer to this question, please allow me to first provide some background information about the Demon God War."

Zhongli nodded calmly, like a teacher in a cram school, and began to seriously explain the background of the Demon War to the Traveler and Paimon. Famas seemed to know what Zhongli was going to say, and did not stop him, allowing him to tell the story.

"At that time, Heulia had long pursued a policy of appeasement. Most of the copper and iron produced in the territory were used for digging and mining salt wells. The weapons and armor stored were not abundant... or it should be said that there was no military stockpile at all. Faced with the attacks and plunders of other demons and alien species, the weak and defenseless Salt Mother had no choice but to give in."

"This situation lasted for several decades. This short period of time was just a moment for the demon gods, but it was enough for humans to reproduce for several generations. After a long period of tolerance and retreat, the people of the Salt of the Earth elected a new king of humans, Ning Zhe."

"The new king is ambitious and wants to take back the land occupied by the Chilong. However, there are endless snow-white salt grains in the salt warehouse, but there are no decent weapons and armor to equip the trained soldiers."

"Ning Zhe had no choice but to seek help from the Demon Goddess of Salt, asking her to allow the salt of the earth to trade weapons with other countries. Unfortunately, Heulia always found excuses to delay and refuse, and even severely stopped Ning Zhe from conducting arms transactions with Munata merchants in private."

"This is the first recorded presence of the Munatar in the Salt of the Earth."

At this point, Zhongli paused for a moment, as if waiting for Famas to respond, but the boy said nothing. Instead, Paimon still looked confused, obviously not understanding why Zhongli deliberately emphasized the connection between Munata and the salt of the earth. (End of this chapter)