Genshin Impact: I really am not the reincarnation of a demon god!

Qun Yu Pavilion.

Faced with such a situation, Bai Wen could only sigh helplessly.

Apart from this, there was no other way.

Tomorrow, I have to deal with those headache-inducing documents again. As soon as this thought came to my mind.

Bai Wen felt a dizziness sweeping over her body.

She was under too much pressure during this period.

Not only did she have to face important figures and businessmen from various countries, but she also had to deal with these annoying documents.

All of this made her feel a little exhausted, even with the help of Bai Shi, she was very tired.

Thinking of this.

Bai Wen sighed faintly, shook his head helplessly, and said softly: "Bai Shi, do you think we have a better way to deal with this matter..."

"........."

"........."

Bai Wen waited for a long time, but did not wait for Bai Shi's response.

The whole room fell into a terrifying silence, and Bai Wen could only hear her own breathing and the sound of the burning candle.

Bai Wen frowned slightly and turned her head to look behind her.

When she saw Bai Shi lying on the table, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

Bai Shi was lying on the table, with her eyes tightly closed, snoring softly from her mouth and nose, and smacking her lips from time to time.

Obviously.

She was too tired. In just a few seconds, she fell into sleep.

Seeing Bai Shi like this, Bai Wen didn't have the heart to wake her up.

After all, she knew very well in her heart that the workload was really a bit heavy recently.

Even she herself was exhausted, and her eyelids were fighting.

"Forget it."

"Never mind so much, let's talk about tomorrow's things tomorrow."

Bai Wen patted her forehead lightly, and simply lay down on the recliner, saying viciously.

She was too lazy to think about these messy problems.

Now Bai Wen was sore and exhausted, and needed a good rest.

What's more.

It's almost dawn now. If I don't take a break, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to rest.

After all, there are still a lot of things to deal with tomorrow, and important guests will come to discuss things.

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Liyue.

A luxurious restaurant somewhere.

Although it's late at night, the restaurant is still full of guests.

"Lord Rock King has thousands of incarnations. Today he is a graceful nobleman, and tomorrow he may be a charming beauty. In short, you can never guess where he will appear, let alone what identity he will appear in."

"He not only established laws for Liyue Port with his divine power, but also forged the first Mora with his own hands, and named it after Lord Rock King."

"Although Lord Rock King has long passed away, there are still rumors that he has not passed away, but has changed his identity and is walking in this world. Maybe he is among us, drinking tea and listening to my stories about him..."

In the center of the hotel, the storyteller held a folding fan in his left hand and a wake-up stick in his right hand, and told the story of Lord Rock King incessantly.

He spoke very enthusiastically, and the people around him listened very seriously.

Although they had heard these stories about the Rock King countless times, they would still hear applause from time to time.

Just as the storyteller said.

Maybe the Rock King was not dead, but transformed into someone else, walking on the road of Teyvat, and...

Maybe he is now in this restaurant.

The facts proved that it was indeed as the storyteller said.

Zhongli was indeed in this restaurant, drinking tea and listening to the storyteller telling his deeds.

He especially wanted to correct the storyteller.

However, due to his current identity, he resisted this idea.

What's more, there was a Tartaglia who had been pestering him for several days next to him.

Tartaglia alone made him a little distressed, not to mention other messy things.

"Mr. Zhongli, I always feel that your identity is not just a guest of the Rebirth Hall."

Daddaria picked up the hot tea on the table, put it to his lips and took a sip, and mentioned it casually.

He naturally knew Zhongli's true identity now.

It's just that due to some reasons, it's not easy to open up and make this matter clear.

After all, some things need to be asked indirectly.

"Then what do you think my true identity should be.........?"

ZhongZhongli was stunned, then turned his head to look at Tartaglia, and said with a smile.

Although Zhongli said it lightly, he actually wanted to get rid of Tartaglia in the wheelchair a long time ago, but this guy was like a dog-skin plaster, always sticking to him.

Faced with such a situation.

Even Zhongli had no effective way.

But it was still good to have Tartaglia around, at least someone would pay for any consumption.

For Zhongli, Tartaglia now seemed more like... a wallet.

That's right.

It was a wallet.

No matter what kind of consumption, Tartaglia would take it all, anyway, backed by the Northland Bank, it didn't matter a little Mora.

As long as Zhongli bought a piece of land or something, Tartaglia would accept it.

"Since you let me guess, I'll have to guess boldly."

Tartaglia's mouth corners slightly raised, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he spoke softly.

He had a plan in his mind.

As long as Zhongli agrees, he will execute it immediately.

"Mr. Tartaglia, please speak."

Zhongli chuckled, looked at Tartaglia with a smile, and raised his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

He wanted to see today.

What kind of fart can this executive of the Kingdom of Winter come up with?

"Maybe you are the one mentioned by the storyteller... relying on fake death to escape disputes, and then changed your identity to walk again on the continent of Teyvat."

Tartaria coughed, a sly smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he spoke tentatively.

He has confirmed Zhongli's identity.

He said these words just to probe Zhongli's tone.

Zhongli was stunned.

He didn't expect Tartaglia to ask such a question.

This matter was indeed a little beyond his expectations.

Of course.

Zhongli managed his expression very well. Although he was stunned for a moment, he quickly reacted and laughed and said, "You can't talk about this kind of thing in Liyue. In terms of universal rationality, everything must be based on evidence..."

After that.

Zhongli raised his hand and picked up the hot tea on the table, put it to his mouth and took a sip, and continued to listen to the storyteller's story attentively.

Tartaglia blinked, and he had roughly the answer in his mind.

Of course.

He also understood the principle of quitting when he saw the good.

At least today, Zhongli's identity was completely confirmed. In the past, he only heard rumors and had some doubts in his heart.

Now that this matter has been confirmed, it will be easier to deal with things in the future.

Thinking of this.

Tartaglia's mouth rose with an elusive smile.

He did not continue to ask, but took a sip of tea and listened to the storyteller's story attentively with Zhongli.

Neither Tartaglia nor Zhongli noticed that a dark red void crack appeared behind them.

A pair of slender white fingers stretched out from the crack.

However, it only appeared for a few seconds, and then the dark red void crack twisted several times and disappeared without a trace.

The same scene.

It appeared in seven countries at the same time, and all of them appeared for a few seconds before disappearing without a trace.

At the same time.

The Sky Island, which was originally dim and hanging in the sky, reappeared its original appearance, as if it was announcing that its original owner had returned.

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Xumeru.

Outside the hotel.

Bai Ye stood quietly in front of the hotel, smiling at the elite members of the Order Academy in front of him, and said softly: "Don't waste time, if you want to go, come together."

Then.

He raised his hand and made a provocative gesture.

Bai Ye really didn't want to waste more words with them now, but he couldn't keep deadlocking with them.

If the stalemate continues, it will probably be dawn, and there will be no result.

Provoking them at this time is undoubtedly the best choice.

As expected.

Under Bai Ye's provocation, some young and energetic people could not sit still, and they drew their weapons from their waists and attacked Bai Ye at high speed.

Bai Ye sighed helplessly.

Because the demon god's divine nature in his body was fully opened, Bai Ye could sense their specific strength.

After sensing it, Bai Ye showed a helpless look on his face.

The reason is also very simple, that is, these people are too weak.

So weak that he didn't want to take action, but the offensive was imminent, and he couldn't let this group of people attack recklessly.Although that's what he said, but——

In order to show respect to the people of the Order Academy, Bai Ye decided to take this battle seriously.

Immediately.

He reached into the dimensional backpack.

He pulled out the Demon Blade Thousand Blades from the backpack. Originally, he wanted to use the Sword of Promised Victory, but the power of that thing was too great. If it went wrong, it would destroy the entire Xumi City.

After thinking about it, Bai Ye decided to use this Demon Blade Thousand Blades.

After all, the saying is good, the Demon Blade Thousand Blades, only attack but not defense, can be regarded as adapting to the current situation.

"The game is now truly beginning."

Bai Ye held the Demon Blade Thousand Blades in front of his chest, a trace of bone-chilling coldness flashed in his eyes, and he spoke coldly.

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ps: I finally wrote these 4,000 words. Today's update of 8,000 words can be regarded as fulfilling the author's own promise.

If nothing unexpected happens, tomorrow should still be 8,000 words. Anyway, at least I can guarantee normal updates. On the basis of normal updates, I will add some more updates. Tomorrow I may have to challenge 10,000 words.

However, if I don’t have any manuscripts, it may be a little difficult for a scumbag author to write 10,000 words.

However, even so, the scumbag author said that he plans to challenge himself. After all, the maximum number of words I update in a single day is only a little more than 9,000, and has never exceeded 10,000.

It just happened that during the Chinese New Year, I tried to test my limit.

Today is the first day of the Chinese New Year. I wish you all a happy new year, good luck every year in the Year of the Rabbit, peace every year, academic success, and work progress. I also hope that my next book will be a hit.

It’s been a long time since I sent such a New Year’s greeting to others. It looks a bit awkward after writing it. Please bear with it.

Although the blessing is awkward, it was written by the author with all his brains.

Finally, on the first day of the new year, I would like to ask for a wave of free gifts and five-star reviews. The author wishes everyone a happy new year~~!