Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

With the sounds of metal scraping and steam whistles, the elevator slowly rose, leaving the deep waters of Mero Petersburg and returning to the surface.

The warm sunlight gently shone down, creating a stark contrast with the dark and damp atmosphere of Mero Petersburg, causing Mu Feng to let out a long sigh of relief.

Subconsciously touching his cheek, Mu Feng noticed a faint scent of seaweed lingering where the little one had kissed him, and a gentle smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

What is little Siegwen doing now? Perhaps she is seeing patients for the endless stream of prisoners?

Mu Feng shook his head helplessly and walked towards the exit of the elevator shaft, preparing to return to the coffee shop he hadn't visited for half a month.

"Brother Mufeng!"

On the street outside the exit, a small pink figure dressed in the uniform of the Shadow Chasing Pavilion stood on tiptoe amidst the coming and going crowds, waving her little round hand energetically in the direction of Mu Feng.

"Carole?"

Mu Feng was somewhat surprised, then quickly stepped over the crowd and headed towards Caroline, who was hopping around.

Mu Feng scooped the pink little girl up high in his arms, rubbing Caroline's little ears as he smiled and said, "Long time no see, Caroline."

"Aren't you busy today? What brings you here?"

Caroline's face flushed slightly. She struggled a few times in Mu Feng's arms, then softly whispered:

"Brother Mufeng, I'm on patrol now."

"Brother Mufeng is coming back today, and Carolie wanted to come and welcome you, so we temporarily changed our patrol routes."

As she spoke, Carol jumped down gently from Mu Feng's arms and nervously looked him over carefully until she was sure he was safe and sound before she breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Feng chuckled and pinched Caroline's cheek, his heart filled with a warm and tender feeling, like the gentle warmth of the winter sun.

With a gasp from the little one, Mu Feng lifted Carolie high in his arms again, completely ignoring the surprised or disgusted looks from passersby towards Meluxin.

"Ugh... Brother Mufeng... Put me down..."

"Carole is still on patrol..."

Seemingly sensing the strange looks from the passersby, Carol buried her head in Mu Feng's arms, rubbed her cheek against him shyly, and spoke softly.

Although Caroline had no aversion to being close to Mu Feng and even liked it, she was still a little worried and concerned about being so intimate with herself, who was disliked by everyone, in public.

Seemingly sensing Caroline's thoughts, Mu Feng shook his head helplessly, gently tapped the little one's forehead with his index finger, and teased her with a smile:

"I'm a terrible criminal who just came out of Mero Petersburg."

"Perhaps I'll kidnap a member of the Shadow Chasing Court to achieve some ulterior motive."

As he spoke, Mu Feng made a fierce, menacing expression, as if he were a heinous criminal.

Caroline chuckled, her hesitation gradually dissipating. She pouted and playfully patted Mu Feng's cheek with her little ear, pretending to be annoyed, as if to "punish" him for his inappropriate behavior.

"Is Siegwen alright?" As if remembering something, Caroline tugged at Mu Feng's sleeve and asked about the nurse's condition with concern.

Caroline was also very saddened and worried about the unfair treatment Siegwen received. She wanted to help, but she was powerless to change the outcome of Navelette's trial and could only silently pray that the little nurse would be safe.

Mu Feng briefly recounted the major and minor events that had occurred in Mero Petersburg over the past two weeks to Caroline. Knowing that Siegwen had turned misfortune into blessing and gained the attention and recognition of the gods, Caroline, who had been extremely worried about the little nurse's safety, was finally able to relax a little.

"Brother Mufeng, Abel and the others miss you too." As they walked along the patrolled streets and crossed the intersection leading to Maple Dew Cafe, Caroline, who was on patrol, reluctantly let go of Mufeng's small, round hand and bid him a temporary farewell.

"Aibel hasn't had Mufeng's desserts for two weeks in a row, and she's been feeling a bit listless at work."

"Brother Mufeng, you should think it over carefully. You should prepare some desserts tonight to comfort her."

Caroline winked her light blue eyes at Mu Feng playfully, revealing all of Little Aibell's embarrassing past.

Mu Feng's lips twitched slightly. Where did this feeling of "my old friend is so upset about not being able to eat dessert that he's crying and making a scene, so pitiful" come from?

Yae-chan, you scumbag fox, leave Carole!

Helplessly ruffled Caroline's pink hair, Mu Feng watched the little one skip away, then smiled, turned around, pushed open the small wooden door of the cafe, and stepped back into his long-lost little home.

……

"Brother Mufeng, this is the dessert list prepared by Lady Funina."

Sedna, the secretary of Mu Mang Palace, skipped and hopped into Maple Dew Cafe and handed a thin envelope to Mu Feng.

Mu Feng casually took the list from the wooden table beside him, "casually" rubbed Sedna's light blue ears, and served the hardworking secretary some freshly baked delicious pastries.

After seeing Sedna off, Mu Feng abandoned his serious demeanor, casually tossing the list that Funina had brought back onto the counter. He then sprawled out on the recliner behind the counter in a relaxed, almost slumped position, like a salted fish that had lost all its dreams.

Damn it, slacking off with little Siegwen in Mello Petersburg... cough cough, after working in an easy medical job for too long, Mu Feng has actually, completely, become unable to adapt to the 996 bliss of coffee shops!

Sure enough, it's fun to slack off for a while, and it's even more fun to slack off all the time!

Not long ago, Mu Feng was leisurely lying in the medical room of Mero Petersburg, where his daily work only involved handing out medicines, maintaining an orderly queue, and occasionally petting the sweet and soft little Siegwen.

Now, making pastries in the morning, mixing cold drinks at noon, grinding coffee in the afternoon, baking cookies in the evening, and preparing Fufu's Nightingale desserts, all while boasting a scientifically sound and rigorous schedule... what a load of rubbish.

This is exploitation, this is oppression!

Without a good lifestyle, how can one make desserts that satisfy the discerning Fufu?

That's right, Mu was definitely not slacking off, but was continuing to gather inspiration for the Water God's special mini cake for the Thousand Spirits Festival. Inspiration, you know?

Low emotional intelligence: Slacking off and giving up.

High emotional intelligence: Accumulates inspiration.

Having completely convinced himself, Mu Feng comfortably hung the "Closed" sign that had been hanging for half a month back in front of the coffee shop and continued to leisurely enjoy his afternoon.

……

As dusk settled and night fell, Mu Feng lazily sat up, reached down to remove the dessert booklet from his face, and let out a long yawn.

Comfortable... this is life!

Mu Feng sighed, then casually picked up Fufu's order that he had set aside that afternoon and opened the envelope. After all, it was an order from the Water God, so it was time to take it a little more seriously.

Charging... oh no, I mean, five hours of rest, ten minutes of work, it's work time now!

With that in mind, Mu Feng casually glanced at the information on the order.

The next second, Mu Feng's pupils dilated in shock as he stared at the amount on the order in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

Steal...steal the young?

After confirming the numbers three times in a row—one, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand, million—Mu Feng silently stared at the million Mora deposit on the order and fell into deep thought.

Wow, the water system really does have a rich little treasure trove, don't you think, Mona?

First, the Supreme Judge of Fontaineble personally came to place a reservation, and then the Water Goddess Furina spent millions of Mora. Could it be said that this was indeed the work of the silly Furina who values ​​small cakes more than anything else?

Mu Feng's expression gradually became firm and solemn, his eyes burning with a fervent light, as if he were about to join the special patrol team of Fengdanting and strive for victory at any moment.

My greatness needs no further explanation.

I love my job, and my job loves me!