Original God: Cthulhu invades, Mondstadt is destroyed at the beginning

The remaining Fatui were still confused.

After Tartaglia finished his introduction, he pulled out a pair of miniature earplugs.

"You must wear these earplugs for me during the next operation."

He signaled Kevin with his eyes.

Kevin nodded, left the lobby, and then came back carrying a box.

The earplugs inside were distributed to the fools.

Everyone looked at the earplugs in their hands with confusion, and still didn't understand what Tartaglia was planning.

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Sir, can you tell us why you do this?"

Tartaglia explained in a deep voice: "I killed all the traitors in your team, and all this was to let you be the traitor and go back to collect information for me."

"Uh, what's the inside story..."

Seeing that everyone still looked confused and ignorant, Tartaglia told them the current situation of Liyue.

In particular, the part about the fishman was discussed in detail.

As he spoke, Tartaglia pointed at the Fatui who had been killed by him.

Everyone looked and saw that the corpses gradually revealed the characteristics of fish.

As the blood spread, it became more and more creepy.

Then Tartaglia repeated the plan again.

The general plan is simple.

Let these fools pretend to be traitors lurking here among the fishmen, and then infiltrate the fishmen to extract information.

As everyone listened, their expressions froze. They had never expected that Liyue had been infiltrated to this extent.

Someone noticed the key point in the words.

"If we sneak in, won't the murlocs find us?"

Tartaglia smiled confidently and shook the earphones in his hand.

"Don't worry, these earplugs can conceal your breath, so it won't be a problem."

After some conversation, the Fatui no longer had any questions.

Kevin took a step forward, glanced at everyone present, and said in a deep voice: "The next action is crucial. You haven't had dinner yet, right?"

As he spoke, he took out some dry food from behind him and distributed it to the Fatui present.

"Eat quickly, I don't want you to have any problems due to hunger."

The Fatui didn't say anything. It was obvious that the Young Master attached great importance to Kevin.

Basically, Kevin said what Tartaglia did, without even a single objection.

Apparently a consensus has been reached.

After the Fatui finished their dry food, several of them began foaming at the mouth and twitching on the ground.

Everyone was shocked and wanted to help.

Tartaglia interrupted with a wave of his hand: "No need to help, those guys are also traitors."

Although the words were cold, there was a hint of guilt and pity in his eyes.

Wait until those people are completely dead.

Kevin said in a deep voice: "Okay, we've almost finished eating, so just listen to my arrangements from now on."

. . . . .

The sky had completely darkened, and Kevin and Tartaglia walked side by side towards the beach.

The Fatui hid themselves in the streets and wandered around.

A few of them followed Kevin and the others.

Tartaglia said solemnly: "Have those Fatui really turned into fishmen?"

Kevin glanced at Tartaglia and said indifferently: "Why, are you still holding on to unrealistic fantasies?"

"They are all my subordinates, and each of them is a seasoned warrior. How could these scums like the fishmen infiltrate us?" Tartaglia said unwillingly.

"It's just that the information is not equal. This war is not fought with real guns and swords. They are far more insidious than you." Kevin's eyes were deep.

Tartaglia said with murderous intent: "I must avenge them if I have the chance."

"There will be a chance."

After saying that, the two of them fell silent at the same time.

When we got to the beach, we walked along the sand.

Soon I saw the man in black robe.

Kevin's eyes were slightly cold, and he said, "Just watch from a distance, I'll be there."

Tartaglia also wanted to go there, but when he thought about his past experiences, he backed off.

"Okay, I'll find a place, just be careful."

"If something happens to me, don't come here anymore and don't worry about Liyue's affairs. Leave if you can."

Tartaglia loosened his fist helplessly.

I didn't expect that at this moment I would have to rely on an ordinary person who doesn't have the Eye of God.

"I'll consider what you said, Kevin. Don't always say discouraging words before taking action. It's very discouraging."

"This is not discouraging words, but advice."

After spending some time with Kevin, Tartaglia still can't figure out what kind of person he is?

Although he is a good person, he is so indifferent to innocent ordinary people.

Adhering to the attitude of rather killing someone by mistake than letting them go.

You may say he is a bad guy, but he dared to sacrifice himself for Keqing and Liyue.

He gave me some advice before leaving.

What a strange guy.

After Kevin and Tartaglia finished talking, they walked towards the man in black robe.

The man in black robe, Zhongli, was facing the sea, as if he was unaware of their arrival.

Kevin came up behind Zhongli, but before he could say anything, Zhongli spoke first.

"You shouldn't have come. Don't think you're special and can do whatever you want."

Kevin said calmly: "If you could reveal some information and make a judgment, maybe I wouldn't come."

"I can't say anything about those things. Well, if you want to stay, just stay. I just hope you don't see it." Zhongli said helplessly.

Kevin narrowed his eyes slightly, changed the subject, and asked, "I heard from others that your name is Zhongli, right? Why did you leave Wangsheng Hall in the first place?"

"I don't want to implicate them."

"You must be kidding. You said it yourself. This land has no future. If you don't cause trouble now, they will die anyway in the future."

Kevin was no longer as calm as before, and his tone became heavier.

Zhongli still looked calm and composed, without any sign of wavering.

"Don't worry, I will give them a quick death. At least they won't be imprisoned and tortured after death."

Kevin's pupils shrank.

"What did you say? You're going to kill them yourself! Have you been affected to this extent?"

"No, I'm in pretty good condition now, so this plan is the best outcome."

Zhongli's words were filled with a sense of despair and powerlessness, and Kevin frowned as he listened.

"You gave up too early. Although I know very little, if I were as clear-headed as you, I would never give up as long as there is a glimmer of hope."

Zhongli asked with a complicated expression: "Is there really still a glimmer of hope?"

Kevin came in front of Zhongli and looked directly into those golden eyes.

Those eyes were calm, without the slightest change, only dead silence.

Although it looks shiny, it doesn't reveal a trace of life.

There was silence for a moment.

Kevin grabbed Zhongli by the collar, and their faces were only a palm's distance away.

"There is no chance. What are you doing standing here? Why are you still sober? Why don't you just die?"

Kevin tried to provoke Zhongli, but failed.

Zhongli remained the same as always, glancing behind Kevin without changing his expression.

"Turn around and look, if you can resist."