Genshin Impact simulation, the Shura field is endless

The young master found Zhongli.

Yu Xiuwen and others were also present.

As soon as he saw Yu Xiuwen, Tartaglia was stunned.

Hmm...why does he look so familiar?

Yu Xiuwen also had the same feeling.

It's not the familiar feeling of seeing the game characters standing in front of you, but it feels like we have met them before.

The kind that makes you subconsciously want to call him "brother".

Having met in the simulation, Yu Xiuwen was extremely certain.

The three women next to them were always paying attention to the expressions of the two men. Seeing the subtle changes, they stared at Tartaglia ready to ask him about the news of the "Twelfth Seat" later.

Tartaglia felt uncomfortable being stared at and looked at them with confusion, but they all looked away, leaving him confused.

"Mr. Zhongli, this is the situation. I wonder if you could spare some time to meet with this traveler? I believe she could help you."

Tartaglia said sincerely.

"Want to see the celestial body of the Rock King?... I've heard of this traveler's deeds in Mondstadt. With Mr. Young Master's guarantee, it's certainly possible..."

"Cough cough!"

Yu Xiuwen suddenly coughed and winked at Zhongli, interrupting their conversation.

Zhongli and Tartaglia looked at him in confusion. The latter carefully chose his words and asked tentatively, "This... uh, friend, what's going on?"

"I do have something to say."

Yu Xiuwen looked at Zhongli with an inquiring look, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

Looking at his expression, you can tell that he is up to some bad idea again, and it is targeting this young man.

Considering that he seemed to have seen the young master in the simulation, it would be okay to let him talk about it. Zhongli was also curious about what Yu Xiuwen was going to do.

After receiving his consent, Yu Xiuwen continued speaking, looking at Tartaglia with a smile: "Mr. Tartaglia, to be honest, I believe that with the ability of my friend Zhongli, even without the help of the Traveler, he can perfectly carry out this ceremony of inviting the immortals. At the beginning, you clearly only said that the Fatui would provide financial support for the ceremony, but you didn't mention adding people. We still need to see the immortal body of the Geo King. Oh, this risk is a bit too big..."

Tartaglia's body stiffened, and he looked at Zhongli again. The other party didn't say anything, obviously temporarily giving the right to speak to Yu Xiuwen.

He laughed dryly, "Mr. Yu Xiuwen, the Fatui sometimes cooperate with the Wangsheng Hall. It's always mutually beneficial. You wouldn't refuse to help with such a small favor, would you?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's wrong. How could it be so easy for you to ask a stranger with considerable strength and unknown origins to see the remains of our most beloved Lord Geo King, the Liyue people? How could you just ask for a small favor?!"

At the end of his words, Yu Xiuwen's tone was passionate.

Zhongli opened his mouth, but remained silent. Actually, it was just a small favor...

Tartaglia thought what he said made sense. That was the remains of the Liyue god. It had always been the people of the Hall of Rebirth who were preparing for the ceremony of sending the immortal. It was indeed inappropriate to suddenly add a suspicious traveler, who was a wanted criminal.

There must be quite a few aspects that need to be taken care of.

But he had already promised Ying, and this matter was related to obtaining the Heart of God, so he couldn't give up.

"Mr. Yu, please think carefully. I am negotiating business on behalf of the Fatui..."

"Ok?"

As a last resort, Tartaglia moved out of the background.

But before he could finish his words, Yu Xiuwen stared at him with a smile, and a great power emanated from him, forcing him to shut his mouth.

Tartaglia looked at Yu Xiuwen in shock.

This kind of momentum...this person is not simple!

A master, absolutely a master. Why haven't I heard Mr. Zhongli mention this before?

Tartaglia's eyes lit up with excitement, and he crossed his arms happily, "My friend, tell me, what do we need to do to get you to agree to this?"

"Hey, it's not that I agreed. I'm just trying to gain benefits for my friend." Yu Xiuwen corrected him and continued, "Since you call Wangshengtang a friend of the Tao, then the rules of the Tao..."

As he said this, he winked at the other person.

Tartaglia was stunned for a long moment before reacting and clapped his hands: "Mora?"

"Hey~ Let's get going!"

Yu Xiuwen nodded with satisfaction, grabbed Zhongli's hand and stretched it forward: "Take the money."

"I only have one million on me now..."

"One million? That's enough, we're all brothers."

Yu Xiuwen acted like they were close friends, which made Tartaglia laugh and cry.

Tartaglia happily took out a large bag of Mora and placed it in Zhongli's hands.

After all, he is an executive officer, and he can really come up with one million as a negotiation.

But he didn't quite understand. What on earth was this person trying to do? This matter he just mentioned was so difficult to handle, and he just gave one million Mora and it was done?

His original intention was to add more, but the other party had no intention of asking for more. Did he think this was fun?

It really is.

Yu Xiuwen interrupted their conversation to ask for money, completely subconsciously feeling that he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't cheat the young master.

"It seems like I'm constantly tricking him in the simulation..."

Yu Xiuwen was thinking in his heart.

After several simulations, he figured out the pattern.

The simulation was actually just a memory that he had blocked himself. Whether he remembered it or not, he had already experienced it.

Experiencing many things in the simulation will more or less affect his character. For example, this time, his subconscious told him that he should cheat the young master, so he negotiated for one million.

"You don't want to take this money?"

Zhongli was a little surprised. He thought Yu Xiuwen would keep the one million for himself, but he gave it all to him?

Yu Xiuwen glanced at him and said, "This is Wangsheng Hall's business. Why should I ask for money? Just consider it my apology for my previous decision. Wangsheng Hall is in need of money, right?"

“…Okay, thank you very much.”

Zhongli nodded.

Although one million is nothing to him... to be more precise, he doesn't care about money, but as Yu Xiuwen said, Hu Tao is worried about the operation of Wangsheng Hall every day, and this money can be of some help.

"Well, now that we've finished our business, can I ask you something else?"

Guizhong looked at Tartaglia with a smile on his face: "You Fatui, you once had a Twelfth Executor, right?"

Tartaglia's expression froze, his mood instantly dropped, his tone was low, and his eyes were complicated: "Yes, he died a few years ago - Miss Guizhong, why did you suddenly ask this?"

"Hehe, nothing much. I just heard that after he passed away, the Fatui people forgot his name and appearance?"

"...Ms. Guizhong, how did you know?"

Tartaglia narrowed his eyes.

Although these things are not confidential, not everyone knows them.

"I have met and dealt with the lady in Mond."

Yang Wen explained.

Tartaglia suddenly realized, "No wonder, I didn't expect Miss Yang Wen to be able to talk to that woman. Indeed, it's strange, isn't it? They were colleagues who had worked together for so many years, but even the Queen had forgotten his name and appearance, only remembering that he existed."

He gave a wry smile.

"It's quite strange."

The women glanced at Yu Xiuwen who was drinking water with his head down.

"It seems that Mr. Gongzi has a good relationship with this colleague?"

"Of course, when I became an executive officer, he was one of the people who treated me the best. He is my big brother!"

At this point, Tartaglia became excited and looked nostalgic.

"Oh? Then, among your executives, besides you, who does he have a good relationship with?"

Guizhong continued to ask.

Tartaglia frowned this time. "Excuse me, Miss. This is the executive officer's private matter. I have no reason to disclose it to outsiders."

"Talking about the interpersonal relationships of a deceased person won't have any impact on you, right? Just treat it as making friends."

"... "

After hesitating for a while, Tartaglia sighed.

That’s right, my eldest brother is dead, so it’s okay to tell him, and it’s good for one more person to know him.

"Actually, generally speaking, he's always got along, and I've never seen him get along badly with anyone. As for the best part, among his peers, he often chats with the captain of the first seat, occasionally messes with the doctor of the second seat, and often lectures the sixth seat. The sixth seat is afraid of everyone but him, and he doesn't talk much with the others. As for the opposite sex, uh, it seems like they all get along pretty well? It's just that the ladies always give him the cold shoulder."

Yu Xiuwen froze.

In the end, the women smiled with their faces but not their eyes.

"…Can I ask, including the ladies, how many women are there?"

"Four. The one with the best relationship and who we often spend time together is the third one."

The next second, the table cracked.

Yu Xiuwen: I’m going to die.