Genshin Impact, I, Aradaki Ichito, don’t want to be a funny guy!

"Oh, is there anything else?"

Araki Ichito lazily turned around.

Zhongli scrutinized Arataki Ichito from head to toe with a meticulous gaze. “I can’t discern the source of your power. It feels to me like a blazing, bright fire.”

"However, you wield this raging fire very crudely, which is probably due to some kind of gift and the fact that you have not had enough time to train."

Araki Ichito's lips twitched as he listened.

If the other party hadn't been the Rock King Emperor, he would have at least made the other party say a few human words.

Do all elderly people enjoy being riddle solvers?

However, Araki Ichito had to admit that what the other party said made sense.

All his abilities except for Hellfire were obtained through the system, and even most of his realms were added by system points.

Crude, numerous but not refined, and lacking in foundation—these words really do suit him.

But then again, if you can crush the opponent with sheer numbers, why bother with any tricks?

"Then, Your Majesty, do you have any good ideas?"

Araki Ichito asked bluntly, clearly not wanting to be a riddle-maker under the circumstances.

"These days have been relatively peaceful, so you should stay in Liyue Harbor for a while and go find the Lord of Songdust City. She is currently stationed in Liyue Harbor with me, and with her insight and experience, she can give you some pointers."

"There's one more small matter..."

Is this ever going to end? Or is it just that older people tend to have a lot to say when they start talking? Are even gods an exception?

"please say."

Despite his helplessness, Araki Ichito still maintained a respectful and attentive demeanor.

Zhongli smiled and said, "Hehe, don't worry about it. It's nothing important. I'm just disguised as a mortal and traveling around Liyue Harbor. If we meet in the future, you don't need to call me Emperor. Just call me by my pseudonym, Zhongli."

"Well then, goodbye, Mr. Zhongli."

Zhongli replied, "Ah, goodbye, brother Yidou."

Araki Ichito left.

Swish!

Xiao returned to the attic and stopped beside Zhongli.

"Emperor."

"Xiao, get ready."

Zhong Li slowly rose to his feet, his eyes flashing, "A storm is coming..."

.........

Araki Ichito walked down the streets of Liyue Harbor, his face disguised once again, now appearing as a man dressed in a martial robe.

It was still afternoon, and the crowd was fairly dense. No one showed any sign of panic, as if they were completely unaware of the perilous situation Liyue was currently facing.

Under the Emperor's protection, this is only natural...

He walked slowly, thinking as he went.

Yes, it's time to take a break. We've already fought several tough battles, and it's definitely time to reflect and recharge.

And with Grandma Ping here to offer guidance, it's a free opportunity to learn from her, so why not take advantage of it?

Take advantage of this period to improve your strength. Fighting a demon god head-on is a life-threatening task.

Recalling the moment he had just signed his name so decisively, Araki Kazuto sighed inwardly.

"Indeed, people have to push themselves to unleash their potential."

Those who break their promises will be punished by being eaten by rocks. This statement was definitely not just a verbal promise to him; it is expected that breaking it will trigger restrictions or incur consequences.

So now he's really in the same boat as Liyue.

Well, in short, he's prepared himself for a high-pressure environment; let's see what kind of brilliance he can unleash in the future.

Oh, and my gang of underlings too, I should take some time to go check on them now.

His Observation Haki unfolded naturally, moving within a kilometer radius centered on his footsteps.

As he moved, his Observation Haki swept across the many faces.

Unfamiliar, familiar, rich, mediocre...

The game's storyline and characters were also taken into view.

Yes, it seems some people were right to realize this. Almost everyone in Liyue except for Shenyu Valley has gathered here. Fortunately, the place is spacious enough to accommodate everyone, so it hasn't caused much panic.

Before long, Araki Ichito walked into a street.

As soon as he stepped inside, he saw a figure carrying a box staggering toward him.

He ran while shouting in terror, "Hey hey hey!! Brother! Brother! Help me, help me!!"

Seeing the man's appearance, Araki Ichito secretly stuck out a foot.

boom!

In fact, before the man even tripped, he tripped over his right foot with his left and fell flat on his face, throwing the things in his hands into the air.

Arataki Yidou: "..."

I mean, I know you're not smart, but you're not that stupid, are you?

Hmm, Ashou?

Araki Ichito raised his hand expressionlessly, creating several afterimages in the air as he caught the flying object steadily.

"Oh, thank you so much, brother. I will never forget your kindness."

The look of joy on Asami's face after surviving the ordeal left Arataki Ichito completely unmoved.

He had just looked at them and found that these bottles and jars contained seasonings and other useful items. If it weren't for him, Ashou would probably have been skinned alive by Ren.

Be more careful next time.

Araki Ichito handed the box back to the other party, who was extremely grateful.

"Thanks, bro. I'll treat you to a meal sometime!"

"Then why don't you ask my name..."

Araki Ichito shook his head inwardly. What a foolish little brother. Fortunately, he had me. In the future, he could still realize his dream.

As the sun set, A-Shou thanked him and turned to leave, while Araki Ichito walked away on another road, disappearing into the distance.

On the way back, Ah Shou kept thinking about the man who had helped him. For some reason, just thinking about that face made him feel a surge of inexplicable anger, and he had a strong urge to punch that man hard in the face.

"This is really strange. Why do I keep thinking about beating up that guy? Could it be because I haven't been resting well these past few days? Oh well, I should hurry back."

Ah Shou muttered a few words, then stopped thinking about it and quickened his pace to get home.

In the shadows behind him, Araki Ichito's lips twitched.

Hey, why are you still thinking of hitting me even though I've changed my face? Is it that amazing?

You just wait, kid...

After mentally sentencing A-Shou to death, he followed the others, turning left and right, until he arrived at the house where Kuki Shinobu and the others were currently living.

"Sister Ren, I'm back."

As soon as he entered, Ah Shou shouted loudly.

The old woman was chatting with Ryunosuke Naganohara when Akira, covered in soot, walked out of the kitchen, cursing and swearing.

"Hey kid, are you a tortoise? If you come any later, the food will burn. Hurry up and lend a hand."

"Hey, something came up on the way. Where's Sister Ren?"

At this moment, the old woman turned her head kindly and said, "Little Ren, I saw her go out with a little girl with red hair. She left a message for you, saying that she would be back very late today, so there's no need to leave her any food."

"Alright, Grandma, Uncle Long, please wait a little longer, the food will be ready soon."

After saying that, Ashou quickly went over to help, carrying the box.

……

On a distant tree, Araki Ichito gazed listlessly at this mundane scene.

He had thought that seeing them would evoke a different kind of emotion in him.

But he was wrong. The scene before him was nothing but boring. It seemed he was even more cold-blooded than he thought.