The Lost People of Teyvat

Chapter 170: Young Master: They are so nice
"In my original conception, this sword would need me to use my divine power to nurture it for a while before it could be fully formed."

"I see. I came at the wrong time."

"No, you came at the right time, my friend."

Zhongli shook his head and said, "Since it is to bear your death, then when forging, let this knife be beside you, so that it can come into contact with death in advance, and the forging result will be better."

"I see……"

Chen Tianfeng looked thoughtful, glanced at Zhongli, thought about it, and didn't ask him why he didn't just tell him the reason directly.

——Some things are better to be guessed at. If you speak them out loud, it may cause embarrassment to both parties.

"Do you have any plans for today, young friend?"

"Mr. Zhongli, do you have any recommendations?"

"Mr. Yun from Yunhan Society will be on stage at Heyu Teahouse today."

"Got it, let's go to Heyu Teahouse."

……

Northland Bank,

Dotore lowered his eyes and looked at the precise and detailed sand table in the room, tapping his fingers on the edge of the table, as if thinking about something.

"Squeak-"

The door was pushed open, and Dotore looked up and saw his noisy and fighting colleague stepping in.

What is he doing here... Dotore frowned slightly and was about to speak when the warrior spoke first with a surprised look on his face: "Why are you still here?"

Why are you still here... Why are you still here... Still here...

Dotore was silent for a few seconds, his face expressionless, his voice calm: "So where do you think I should be?"

"Aren't you going to start your great plan?"

Tartaglia glanced at the sand table, looked at his colleague who had suddenly become angry for some reason, and scratched his hair: "I saw that you hadn't made any moves in the past few days, and I thought you had finally figured out to give up the plan and return to Winter Solstice to preside over Rosaline's funeral."

He was still complaining when he returned to Northland Bank just now. After all, they were colleagues, but Dotore didn't even tell him that he was returning to Winter. Was he worried that he would laugh at him?

Well, if doing so could anger Dotore and make him fight with me, that would not be a bad idea.

Give up the plan and return to winter... this brainless warrior... Dotore took a deep breath, thinking that if he were to be on the same level as this warrior, he would look very unclassy, ​​but he still couldn't help but sneer: "Do you think everyone's plan is as simple and crude as yours?"

Facing such a dangerous monster, he had to be extremely cautious. He would rather not take action before he was sure enough. Investigate, observe, test, collect data, summarize the information, draw conclusions... and finally carry out the final capture plan.

It is foreseeable that he will encounter various problems in this capture experiment, but it doesn’t matter, solving the problems bit by bit is also a kind of fun.

For example, now, the first problem he faces is... where is the monster of death?
Dotore raised his hand and rubbed his temple. The Queen said that under the guidance of the wind god, the monster and the traveler came together and seemed to want to travel with the traveler. But in the news from Mond in the past few days, the traveler always acted alone, with only a white man following him, and there was no sign of the monster at all.

So where is He? Does He really have to wait until the traveler arrives in Liyue before He appears?

Dotore put down his hand, collected his thoughts, looked at the noisy warrior who began to chatter, and interrupted him: "What have you done these days?"

"Why, are you interested in joining us?"

Tartaglia raised an eyebrow, then shook her head and said, "What a pity! A few days ago, I was planning to have you go shopping with me in Liyue Harbor - the speed of spending alone is too slow. But now there is no need, I just met a knowledgeable young gentleman who is very good at spending money!"

Tartaglia gave a thumbs up and said in a surprised tone. What's so amazing about this... Dotole's mouth twitched, and he felt that he really couldn't understand the thoughts of this warrior, so he asked casually: "Oh? How amazing is it?"

"He can tell the original value of an item at a glance. Following him, I only need to pay, and I don't have to worry about being cheated or spending too much money - nor do I have to worry about spending too little."

Tartaglia thought about it, his eyes lit up, and he added: "By the way, sometimes the merchant's price is too low and does not match the original value of the goods. This gentleman will explain it to the merchant and take the initiative to raise the price!"

What a knowledgeable and virtuous person!
You must have been cheated by a gang of thugs!

Dotole stared at him, seeing his genuine admiration, and suddenly felt that it was very wrong and not worth it for him to be angered by this idiot before.

Between reminding the fool and watching the show quietly, Dottore chose the latter without any hesitation. It was not his money anyway, so let the [rich man] Pantalone be angry.

"It just so happened that Mr. Zhongli and his friends were visiting Liyue Harbor these days. After knowing that I came to Liyue Harbor for a trip from the Winter Solstice, Mr. Zhongli and his friends invited me to join them. They are really nice people."

Tartaglia was still sighing that Mr. Zhongli and Mr. Chen were the kindest and funniest people he had met since he came to Liyue Harbor - Mr. Zhongli was kind and Mr. Chen was funniest.

Is this the happiness of a fool... Dotole couldn't help shaking his head, but suddenly he was startled, his eyebrows wrinkled a little, and he looked at Tartaglia intently: "Who are you talking about?"

"Huh? What?"

"Mr. Zhongli... the guest official from the Wangsheng Hall?"

"You also know Mr. Zhongli?"

Tartaglia was quite surprised.

"……Know."

Not only do they know that he is a guest official of the Rebirth Hall, they also know that He is the Geo King of Liyue.

Dotole looked at Tartaglia deeply, and suddenly he had a deeper understanding of Liyue's saying "Fools have good fortune". He sighed and cast his eyes on the sand table.

Without knowing anything, this warrior had accidentally found his target in Liyue Harbor and even went out to play with him... No, it should be that the Rock God was intentionally keeping an eye on him.

Dotore frowned, and then an idea flashed in his mind. He raised his head suddenly, his eyes burning: "You just said that there is another person beside Mr. Zhongli? What's his name?"

"Mr. Chen Tianfeng." Tartaglia replied, looking at the suddenly agitated Dotore with some confusion: "What's wrong with you? Is... your slice going to die?"

He scratched his hair, extremely curious: "By the way, Dotore, will you hold a funeral for your dead slice?"

Dotore: “…”

Dotole was too lazy to pay attention to him. He said a few perfunctory words and coaxed the warrior out. Then he looked at the model of Liyue Harbor on the sand table, and the corners of his lips curled up a little, and his smile became deeper and more unbridled.

I finally found you... Is there any other possibility for me to have the Rock God accompany me personally other than that dead monster?

Chen Tianfeng, is this His disguise in the human world?

Dotole was thinking and suddenly remembered something. He turned around and took out the information about the Hall of Rebirth that he had collected during this period, and read it carefully one by one, sentence by sentence.

Chen Tianfeng...Chen Tianfeng...

found it.

Huh? There are two.

Could it be that He still has human emotions?
Dotore raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the information in his hand. The plan that was just a prototype in his mind gradually became clearer and more complete.

(End of this chapter)