Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

After three people had a satisfying meal and then another person had a satisfying meal and tea, the four people who had studied together in the private school walked out one after another.

There is no need for verbal communication or even eye contact. Just by one person standing up, you can tell that he or she is preparing to leave, not just leaving temporarily or leaving for something else.

Those who walk in front will wait for those who fall behind, and those who fall behind will hurry to catch up. This is an invisible tacit understanding, and the source is unintentional.

They walked out of the Liuli Pavilion without any obstruction. Su Ping knew that the three fellow students had paid the bill in advance, otherwise how could they get out?

The sky is clear, the sun is warm, Liyue Harbor remains the same as it has been for a thousand years, and the blue waves beat against the coastal ports, sending the ships home and taking the ships away.

Holding a folding fan in their right hands and with their left hands behind their backs, four people sat on a plank road built along the coastal cliff and walked side by side. There was still enough space for two people to walk, but it was on the side closer to the sea.

As expected, Su Ping was arranged to be at the innermost position, while Zeng Xi, who was married and had a son, volunteered to be at the outermost position. Although it was not very dangerous, it also showed the friendship between the four of them.

The sea breeze blew the hair of the four young men, and their clothes fluttered, making them seem as if they really came together.

Zeng Xi, the oldest of the four, looked down at the sea and said slowly, "When we walk together on the seashore like this, without any worries, why don't we take the Master to lead us on a tour like last time?"

Yan Ziyuan half-closed his eyes, full of reminiscence, "It's been five years."

"Yes, it has been five years since I sang praises to my homesickness and sorrow, and then complained about my sorrows and climbed up the mountain. Finally, the clouds cleared and the sun came out, but I was faced with another mountain of loss." Ran Ziyou trembled slightly and spoke excitedly.

Su Ping's eyes flickered, and he smiled and said, "Brother Ziyou, why does this example sound a little familiar?"

"Hahaha……"

The four of us looked at each other, four pairs of bright eyes, our laughter was unbridled but not crazy, and to other people's ears, it didn't sound like they were going to punch or kick us.

More than just sounding familiar, what Ran Ziyou said was clearly the order of Su Ping's works over the years, and the meaning they expressed.

Su Ping's laughter died down first. He still had a smile on his face, but he spoke more seriously and softly.

"Three senior brothers."

Zeng Xi, Yan Ziyuan and Ran Ziyu looked at him with gentle eyes.

"Something, thank you!"

They shook their heads slightly, indicating no.

"I have to say it, otherwise everyone will think I don't know and don't remember it. Even though I shouldn't thank you for your kindness..."

The younger brother in the eyes of his senior classmates, he raised his hand and scratched the back of his head. His face was a little darker than before and not as chubby as before, but he seemed cute without being delicate.

Yan Ziyuan opened the folding fan, looked at the words on it, and asked the two younger classmates beside him a question that also popped up in their minds, but was not actually a question.

"Another fraud?"

"That's right. I was wondering who would help me deal with the possible troubles, but I was never quite sure." Su Ping said with a smile.

Zeng Xi reminded: "Not only us, but also Tianshuxing and Miss Ganyu have contributed a lot, otherwise we wouldn't have achieved such an effect!"

Su Ping nodded. He remembered all these favors in his heart. If he became successful in the future, he would definitely repay them.

Ever since the assassination, Su Ping had always had doubts in his heart, that is, could it be that the mastermind behind the scenes had really become honest?

However, judging from the result just now, it was the three fellow students and two other noble persons who used their means to ensure his safety, otherwise it would not have been so peaceful.

After all, even if he was checked once and had some warning, it was impossible that there was no news at all. Of course, it was possible that Su Ping overestimated him. Why would the other party have to kill him when he was just setting up a stall?

As for the murder case not long ago that caused the textile factory to close down, Su Ping guessed that someone might have helped, because the family of the deceased actually had a lot of things to worry about.

But what Su Ping did did not seem to be that complicated. To say that the staff of the General Affairs Department were negligent in their work was the first impossibility.

Then the only possibilities are these three, or those two, or perhaps it was Confucius who came forward. As for the others, either they were not familiar with him or they did not have the ability.

The young man, with his black hair slightly lifted, took a step sideways to take in the vast ocean in his sight. There was a vigor and vitality in his eyes that did not belong to his age.

It was the feeling of having someone to support you from behind, and the slightly relaxed feeling of security, and it was a slight change from a middle-aged man who had never truly experienced brotherhood in his life to a teenager.

There have been changes, but it seems that nothing has changed. He is still himself, Su Ping, who is from Liyue, attended a private school, and is doing business.

……

In the blink of an eye, two more days are left until the Lantern Festival.

Su Ping sat at his desk at home, holding his chin with one hand, and looked at a letter that came from a foreign country with great interest.

The writer of the letter was from the neighboring country of Mond. When Su Ping and other students followed the teacher on his study tour, he served as a "storyteller" to their friends for a few days.

The content of the letter was very simple, but it took up about ten pages, and it was written densely, as if there were countless things to say, but it was impossible to put them all into words.

The writing is pretty good. It's not elegant and impressive, but it's definitely eye-opening and worth saying.

The general meaning of the letter was that Rosalia had originally planned to come to Liyue to find Su Ping next year, but because the Grand Master was worried, she needed to enter the West Wind Church in the West Wind Cathedral first.

Because of this, because she couldn't see the person she had only met a few times when she was a child, Rosalia wrote such a letter to inform Su Ping, who probably wouldn't know that she wanted to come to Liyue if she didn't tell him.

"After I join the West Wind Church..." Su Ping continued to flip through the letters at the end and muttered to himself, "It seems that we won't be able to meet next year. It should be another year."

Of course Su Ping still remembered the girl with burgundy hair, but since she was thousands of miles away and there was nothing important related to her, he never wrote a letter to her.

Now that the other party has sent the letter first, whether he does not reply is justifiable or not is one thing, and whether he really wants to do it or not is another matter.

The general meaning of what he wrote was: I hope the assessment will go smoothly, and before coming to Liyue, please notify him so that he can be well prepared. He also asked if there are any skilled doctors in Meng who could be recommended to him?

Recently, Su Ping looked at the "Mond Specialties" mixed in with Rosalia's letter, and a few scattered dandelion seeds.

After saying hello to his father, he immediately walked out the door. When he came back soon after, he had a few more leaves in his hand. They were the leaves of the jujube trees planted in his family.

Although it is winter now, the trees in Liyue still have many leaves on the branches, making them lush and green.

He placed the leaves between the reply papers, packed them up, and prepared to send them to the post office the next day to be sent to the Knights of Mondstadt, because that was also where the letter came from.

Speaking of which, Su Ping met more than just Rosalia during his study tour. On the other side of the vast ocean, in the land of Inazuma, there was also a girl who fell from the sky... and broke people's bones.

But the person over there couldn't write a letter even if he wanted to, because if he wanted to send it over there, he would need a specific address, or at least a certain area.

However, after so many years, before parting, Su Ping did not ask the other party about his future plans. Now that the girl is with Inazuma, it has really become a problem.

Maybe we can meet again in the future when he has the chance to go there again?

After dealing with the letters that came from afar, Su Ping flipped his hand and picked up the letter that was placed next to him, which came from Liyue Harbor.

The letter was sent from Wanwen Collection. In addition to notifying Su Ping not to forget to pick up next year's readers' letters, there was also a passage clearly written by Ji Fang.

"Little brother, I know you've been busy lately and probably haven't paid much attention to your work, but... let me tell you this, if the new book is published, the Mora that goes into the account will definitely be at least 30% more than what's in stock now!"

"By the way, you have nearly 800,000 Moras stored here that you haven't come to collect for more than a year. When you come back to collect the letter, take it with you!"

"Finally, finally, I'll ask you to do me a favor. Please take some time to write a new book! It doesn't matter if you write slowly or in small amounts. Those letters urging you to submit manuscripts pile up at the door every day. There's no way to clear them all!"

After reading it, Su Ping was slightly stunned. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't expect that one day he would be asked to submit a manuscript by an editor, and for such a strange reason.

After calming down, Su Ping began to plan for next year. Of course he could write about it, after all, at the moment, it was still quite impressive.

I was just worried before that writing intermittently would inevitably affect my reputation and popularity, so I didn't start writing. But now it seems that it shouldn't be a big problem?

In fact, what Su Ping didn't know was that if he had known more about literature in his previous life, he might have known that a truly good author would not be afraid of delaying or interrupting his work and reducing the number of readers.

The more this is the case, the more it can trigger an explosive "heat" when a new chapter appears. The more this is the case, the more it can make readers itchy, even unable to sleep at night and lose their appetite.

Readers who are attracted by Su Ping's stories and writing style are just such people, because they are not just fanatical fans of Su Ping's works.

He is also a loyal reader of Nan Zhangsheng, another famous writer in Liyue's once unpopular section.

Like Su Ping, Nan Zhangsheng also became famous at a young age. He single-handedly promoted two already precarious novel categories.

The characters he writes about are flesh and blood, such as a fallen genius who rises again, a bastard who lives off his family's wealth and grows up step by step to bring peace to the world, and a successful young man who is taken to another world.

At this moment, Su Ping still didn't know that at some point in the future, when the two met again, he would confirm a certain guess in his heart based on what he saw and heard in a book.