Original God, the system exploded and I have two bodies and one soul

But if Zhongli doesn't agree, then she can only show him her skills first.

You even know this...

After listening to Wendy's words, Zhongli's face showed a rare complicated expression.

As for his plan to retire, he had only thought about it in his mind and had never told anyone else, but Wendy still knew about it.

How on earth...is this done?

"It seems that Mr. Zhongli still has some concerns."

Suddenly she smiled, and some strange lines suddenly appeared on Wendy's hands.

As these lines appeared, a very strong wind suddenly blew around, and even Liyue below was covered by the wind.

For a moment, the sea near Liyue was already surging with waves, while strong winds were raging everywhere in Liyue.

What an amazing power...

At this time, Zhongli could clearly feel that a very terrifying power was gathering in Wendy's body.

What’s even more terrible is that the strange power is still rising.

"Stop, Wendy, I said stop."

At this time, Zhuang Ning spoke.

Although he was cooperating with Wendy when he opened his mouth, he was really about to be blown away this time. He had to give Wendy an excuse to stop, and also to see Zhongli's next reaction.

"Honey, who is Tingting?"

The strong wind stopped abruptly, and Wendy walked in front of Zhuang Ning with an unhappy look on her face.

"Uh... No, I just asked you to stop. It's nothing, Tingting. It was too dangerous just now."

"Really?"

"real!"

Zhongli: "..."

Looking at this scene, Zhongli didn't know how to react for a moment.

However, he already knew what he should do in response to Wendy's request just now.

"I promised you what I just said, Miss Wendy."

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"Oh? You agreed? Good choice, Mr. Zhongli."

Suddenly hearing Zhongli's agreement, Wendy, who was looking at Zhuang Ning with suspicion, turned around and smiled. Then she took Zhuang Ning's hand and walked to Zhongli.

She seemed to be in a good mood now, and no longer looked as if she wanted to eat Zhuang Ning.

"But before we sign the contract, can I confirm something, Miss Wendy?"

Zhongli looked at Zhuang Ning, then at Wendy, with a strange expression on his face, and wanted to confirm some things first.

Although he was ready to agree to Wendy's request, there were still some things he had to clarify.

"You say." Holding Zhuang Ning's left hand in her arms with both hands, Wendy motioned Zhongli to continue asking.

She knew that Zhongli would definitely be very cautious. After all, as the God of Contracts, he would strictly enforce the terms of the contract, which forced him to be cautious about the signed contract.

"First of all, I want to know what will happen to you in the end?"

Zhongli was still very concerned about matters involving a person's life. She was worried that Wendy would beat Gongzi to death.

"It's the same this time as it was last time. I won't beat him to death."

Knowing that Zhongli was concerned about the safety of the young master, Wendy answered him like this.

Anyway, she just beat the young master casually to complete the task, it’s not like she has any grudge against him.

But if it still doesn't work this time, then she has no choice but to fight him a few more times, just as a way to give the young master some exercise.

"Yes." Nodding, Zhongli continued to ask: "The second thing, I want to know Miss Wendy, what is your purpose? The first time you attacked the young master, you claimed to be my friend, wanting the young master to think that I asked you to attack him, and this time you seemed to want the young master to mistakenly think that it was the God of Wind who wanted to hit him. This is very strange, I can't understand it."

After a pause, Zhongli continued, "At first I thought Miss Wendy that you wanted to sow discord between us gods, but after thinking about it, it's obviously not right. After all, you came directly to me, and even if Barbatos wasn't drunk he would know about this, which would not achieve the effect of sowing discord at all. So I'm very curious about your purpose, Miss Wendy."

After saying that, Zhongli looked at Wendy in front of him and waited for her answer.

"Purpose? Because I like it. Is that okay? Mr. Zhongli." In response to this question, Wendy directly said, "I like it."

In any case, she obviously wouldn't tell anyone about the system.

"I see."

In fact, Zhongli knew that he would most likely not get the answer to his question, so he didn't say anything else.

"Then do you have any questions?"

"There is no problem for now, but I have something to tell Miss Wendy." After thinking for a while, Zhongli continued, "In fact, the young master also asked me about you before. At that time, I told him that Miss Wendy, you might be the wind god Barbatos, and he seemed to believe it."

No matter what, he would not sign a contract with others by pretending that something that had already been completed was unfinished.

Sir, do you already believe that Wendy is the God of Wind?

Then why...the mission is still not completed?

When Zhuang Ning heard what Zhongli said, he was confused.

Could it be some other god?

But Zhongli used the word "seemingly"...it doesn't necessarily mean...

No, no, no...

Suddenly a possibility came to mind, and Zhuang Ning seemed to understand why.

The fact that Young Master believed that Wendy was the God of Wind did not affect his first attempt to pin the blame on Zhongli. After all, what she said at that time meant that Morax asked her to do so, so that time he pinned the blame on the God of Rock.

In other words, in the young master's opinion, it was the God of Rock who asked the God of Wind to beat him up, and it had nothing to do with Wendy's identity.

In this case... this time let Zhongli tell Gongzi that Wendy was actually sent by the Wind God to beat him up... Last time he just wanted to let the Rock God take the blame...

After Zhuang Ning thought about it for a while, Wendy spoke up, "Then Mr. Zhongli, just say that I was actually sent by the God of Wind, and I just wanted you to take the blame last time. Or you can just say that I am the God of Wind, but beating him has nothing to do with the God of Rock, that is, you. It was my own idea to beat him up."

Miss Wendy...why did you change it like this?

If Zhongli was already confused about what Wendy wanted him to do, he was even more confused now.

However, Zhongli still knew the difference.

It is obvious that the last time Miss Wendy beat the Young Master, she wanted Morax to take the blame, but this time she wanted Barbatos to take the blame.

In other words, Miss Wendy has been trying her best to make the young master believe that it was the rock god Morax or the wind god Barbatos who attacked him.

Is there something crucial here, young master?

And if there is a next time...then won't it be the turn of other gods?

For a moment, Zhongli couldn't help but think so in his mind.

But after thinking about it, he still agreed and said, "It's fine on my side, but I think I have to talk about Barbatos' side as well."

After all, this matter has a lot to do with Barbatos, so Zhongli feels that he must know about it as well.

"Of course." Wendy had already made plans for what Zhongli said, but she had just drunk too much and had to leave him behind. Besides, she had something else to discuss with Zhongli. "So, Mr. Zhongli, how do you want me to help you? Do you want me to be an enemy who wants to destroy Liyue and see how those humans can solve the crisis without you? Or do you want me to protect Liyue after you retire?"

"Any protection has its limits, and people will eventually have to walk on their own."

After thinking for a while, Zhongli gave this answer.

"Mr. Zhongli, you are right." Wendy already knew Zhongli's choice.

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Mond.

A gift from an angel.

"Good...good wine...Mo...Morax...you should...you should try it too..."

Still lying on the table, Wendy mumbled some unclear words.

But after saying these words, he gradually woke up.

"Ah...headache...that's all there is to wine...huh?"

Shaking his dizzy head vigorously, Wendy suddenly noticed that he was the only one left in the seat, which made him a little more sober.

Strange...where did the person go?

Sitting in his seat, looking left and right, Wendy tried to find Morax, but in the end he couldn't find him.

Eh? Why are there two servings of stuffed apples and roast meat on the table?

Has anyone else been here?

Suddenly noticing the two servings of stuffed apples and barbecue on the table, Wendy became puzzled.

Never mind... he should be Morax's friend...

After thinking about it, Wendy could only feel this way, but then he remembered something else.

Wait...wasn't that what that girl ordered?

If there is another one...it should be the one ordered by the black-haired boy next to the girl?

It looks like they have already met...

Thinking of this, Wendy felt relieved.

Because Morax had said before that the girl was very different, Wendy was a little worried when she didn't see him when she first woke up.

Although he believed in Morax's ability, the person who could make Morax care so much was obviously not simple.

But since nothing happened and he wasn't even woken up, it meant that everything was normal and the old man must have handled it.

Okay...it's time to go sing...

Thinking of this, Wendy, who had already drunk enough, stood up and walked out.

But just when he reached the door, several big men blocked the door and prevented him from leaving.

"Um...can you please make way?"

Not knowing what these people were going to do, Wendy had to ask them to make way.

"My dear guest, you have not yet paid for your wine, tea, two servings of apple cider and barbecue."

At this time, the bartender at the back spoke.

Drinks...Tea...

There are also apple stuffing and barbecue...

Why is this all my fault???

And...why did the old man leave without paying? ? ?

He should be very rich, right?

Turning his head to look at the table where he had just sat, Wendy was also surprised. He never expected that Morax, the creator of Mora, would not help him pay the bill.

And why was the money for the cider and the barbecue also his?

"Guest, you don't have any money, do you?"

Just as the bartender said this, several big men behind him surrounded him, with obviously unfriendly expressions.

"Hey...um...um...can I sing to pay back the money? Hehe."

Smiling somewhat awkwardly, Wendy could only choose to sing to pay back the debt. Now his pocket was cleaner than his face.

I thought I could get a rub against Morax's Mora, but in the end, I was rubbed against by Morax.