Genshin Impact, those big guys behind the scenes are all me.

Su Chen pondered slightly, if the simulation can be perfect this time, all the power in the simulation will be inherited in reality. If you can have the full power of the Herrscher, you don't have to worry about being targeted by Sky Island, which may wake up at any time.

After thinking about this, Su Chen closed the simulation interface.

He has other things to do now.

...

The bustle of Nerimajie left after His Majesty the Emperor gave him strength. The atmosphere did not decrease but increased. After being able to move freely, the people were completely immersed in the joy of the festival.

And Ying, who sneaked over alone from the distant rice wife, originally planned to find an opportunity to practice with the desert emperor, but in the blink of an eye he was attracted by various things at the festival.

Compared with Inazuma, the culture here in the desert is completely different.

There are no seafood and tides here. The hot environment has created the unique cultural customs of the desert people. Many things make Kage feel very fresh. Of course, as a general of lightning, she will not yell like a child at an amusement park. But I can’t get enough of the desserts at some festivals.

It's really strange...mua~mua~mua~...a mere desert...mua~...can actually make such delicious...mua~mua~ snacks.

So after two days, under the guidance of enthusiastic desert citizens, Ying fully experienced a foreign culture.

"Hey, how are you, General? Isn't it great?"

On the street, while looking for the next target, Paimon asked with some pride.

Because she and Ying were completely involved in the preparations for the festival, they knew how many delicious and fun things there were. In addition, Ying was selected to receive the baptism of the sun disk at the festival, so that now they regard themselves as half Desert people.

And as the general's shadow came here, wasn't it just a visit from a distinguished guest? He had to entertain him well. He would mention this matter to Nasus later. They would all help entertain the distinguished Narukami, and the expenses incurred during that period would be reimbursed. Not too much?

The two looked at each other. Although they didn't say it clearly, as good partners who have been together for a long time, they had already understood each other tacitly.

"In general." Ying maintained the arrogance of a god, paused after speaking, and then said: "It's not bad."

"Is this normal? Didn't you enjoy your meal along the way?"

"Happy? What are you talking about?" Kage looked calm, "How can I be happy because of such a trivial thing? Besides, I have seen festivals of this level countless times in Inazuma."

"Well... indeed, last time we attended the Dragon King Festival, it was quite lively."

"That's natural. The people of Kadodia are no less than Azir."

Paimon thought to himself, but Shurima has just resumed construction. It is already good to have this.

Then Ying quickly stopped her, please don't continue this unwarranted comparison.

"Hey, traveler, look, there are sand paintings there!"

I walked to a stall in a crowded place, where the boss was drawing with sand.

There are sand paintings that have been painted on the stall. Because the characters and scenery in the paintings are very lifelike, they attracted a large number of people to watch. The content of the painting in the boss's hand is a huge board that is being drawn. As he paints, people on the side are watching. The sound of piano playing and the emotional narration were heard.

"...At that time, Shurima rose in the desert. The ancient desert king, the Red King, had already established a great civilization in the desert. He witnessed the rise of the kingdom, but he did not take it to heart. He was arrogant He never thinks that his own civilization is worse than others."

"It wasn't until the great Desert King led his cavalry to break through the red sand barrier, and the Red King's army retreated in succession, that the Red King finally realized the horror of Shurima."

"He came to Narimajer and said, 'Azir, your soldiers are strong, but I don't know if you, the king of soldiers, are as strong.'"

"Emperor Azir stood up from the throne. At this moment, all the sand in the desert was cheering for joy, and the wind and sand were singing for it. Faced with this great will, the King of Red Sand did not even have the courage to take action in the end. He was so frightened that he stood up from the throne. Fleeing..."

As the story ended and the sand painting was completed, the onlookers were stunned for a moment, and then burst into excited cheers.

The boy who told the story put down his harp and said with a smile: "Everyone, the story of His Majesty the Emperor's victory over the Red King is over. The great Emperor is irresistible after all... So, in order to celebrate the victory of this battle, I believe you will also Don’t be stingy with the little bit of mola you have in your hands?”

wow la la la~

After a while, a large amount of mola dropped from the plate in the young man's hand like dumplings, making his eyes light up.

In addition, the sand paintings on the stalls were also sold out.

Seeing the full harvest, the young man laughed: "Look Azim, I just said that if we cooperate, we will definitely make a lot of money, right?"

Achim, who was painting, was also smiling from ear to ear. He originally planned to use the skills inherited by the tribe to make some money while taking advantage of the atmosphere of the festival, but he never thought it would really become so popular... This is also true, at the beginning It was true that the popularity was not very good, but then the bard suddenly proposed cooperation and said that he would not need to share a mola of the money sold, so Achim agreed.

Nothing to lose anyway.

I didn't expect that this bard was so talented. He looked so young, but how did he know so much about His Majesty the Emperor?

"Okay, before you draw the next batch of sand paintings, I have to go shopping and buy some wine." The young man couldn't wait to exchange the fruits of his hard work for a few glasses of wine.

"Hey! Wendy!"

After the three Paimon people dispersed, they finally squeezed to the front.

"Hmph! It's really you!"

"Eh?" Wendy was stunned, "Traveler Paimon, and..."

Shadow's eyes fell on the bowl held in Wendy's hand, and he said dullly: "Barbatos, you are such a great god, and you have actually been reduced to relying on telling stories to defraud mortals out of their money."

"Hey~ don't say that." Wendy said matter-of-factly, "I am a bard, and the poet's mission is to pass on those wonderful epic stories. The exchange for Mora is just a matter of convenience."

Paimon wondered: "Where do you know so much about Shurima?"

"Of course it's made up. They don't know it anyway."

"what?"

"And most people, even if they know that the content of the story is false, it doesn't matter. As long as they hear what they want to hear, they will naturally be happy." Wendy coughed lightly, " Spreading happiness is also the meaning of the bard’s existence.”

Fluorescence: →_→

Did you just say that word?Did you say that?

"Hmph! That's ridiculous." Paimon put his hands on his hips, "After all, when did you come here?"

Wendy said: "I've always been there."

"It's impossible. Traveler and I have been helping here for so long and we haven't seen you yet."

Ying said: "We didn't go to the tavern."

Paimeng was confused, yes, they didn't go to the place where they were most likely to refresh Wendy.

Ying snorted softly: "You are really a competent god."

If you don’t stay in your own country, travel out every day, and drink when you have nothing to do, don’t you know how to do something serious?

Wendy was completely unmoved by Ying's ridicule and asked about Ying's coming here.

"That's right. Speaking of which, why did the general come to Nerimajie?" In the past two days, they had been thinking about reimbursement after eating. Neither Ying nor Paimon realized how big a fuss this matter would cause when the dignified general appeared in the desert. sensation.

"I'm looking for someone." Ying said simply, obviously not intending to explain too much.

Seeing this, Wendy proposed to go have a drink together. He treated her, and even weighed her iron fist as she spoke.

Paimon looked envious that she could make so much money just by talking, even though she and the traveler were exhausted before the festival.

The two agreed happily. Ying originally didn't plan to go with this alcoholic lunatic, but she hadn't discovered where Kadodia was yet, so she thought she would just spend another day shopping, but she couldn't find her... Forget it, um, again. Spend a day shopping.

As a result, he didn't go far when he was attracted by two figures walking towards him.

"Marikata, look, isn't this Azir figure particularly cute?"

...

Because they wanted to give Su Chen some quiet time and a rare festival, the three Daci Tree Kings also wanted to visit.

But when Nasida passed by the statue, she looked at Teacher Nasus who was presiding over the ceremony. In line with the principle of respecting teachers, she ran over to help... Well, in fact, King Daci Tree could tell that the little guy just wanted to help with publicity. The great deeds of God the Father.

Then the Great Merciful Tree King and the Flower God are left.

500 years apart, not many people can recognize the two of them in the desert today. Even so, they still amazed most people along the way. Fortunately, they had enjoyed the glory of His Majesty the Emperor before. In front of the Emperor, everything was just a cloud, so The people were relatively calm.

But some people are less calm.

Such as shadow.

She knew that something happened to the Great Mercy Tree King during the Kanria War that year. It was not clear whether he died, but the position of Grass God had been passed down, so he was probably dead, right?

So I was very surprised when I saw it for the first time.

"what?"

The two kings of Daci Shu also noticed them.

"Sister Hua!~~" Paimeng flew over and greeted her warmly.

Shadow, Wendy: "?"

Hua...sister?

"Little Paimon." The flower god smiled softly, "Are you visiting the festival with the travelers?"

"Yes, yes, I brought a friend here, look!" Paimeng proudly introduced the two of them, "You must not know who she is!"

The Daci Tree King and the Flower God looked at each other.

"Baalzebu, long time no see." King Daci Shu smiled and said hello.

"Buyer, long time no see." Ying nodded politely.

Shadow still respected this senior Seven Gods, the wise tree king.

"Huh? Do you know each other?"

Ying and Paimon looked left and right.

"I know."

"Are you..."

This was the first time for Ying and Paimon to see King Daci Shu. Mainly because the latter had been staying in the palace since he woke up and had never been out and about.

"She is my friend, you can call her Sister Tree." said the Flower God.I am Su Chen's friend, and Sister Shu is my friend, so Su Chen and Sister Shu are also friends.

Paimon was a little confused.

"Come to visit the festival?" King Daci Shu said with a smile, "Why didn't Baal come?"

"Sister, she has something to deal with."

Fox House has woken up, Raiden is still having fun with her, and Shadow sneaks out. He planned to come to Kadodia and have a fight with Azir, but he was delayed by the festival... It's all Traveler and Paimon's fault.

"Barbatos, you're here too." King Daci Shu greeted his old friend again, "Why don't you come in and sit down?"

"Ahaha~ It's good for me to just hang out here."

"The singers are probably worried about being thrown out by His Majesty the Emperor."

"Hey~"