Mr. Zhongli, we can't slack off anymore!

clap clap clap...

The cleaver struck the cutting board.

Shredded potatoes, chunks of meat, shredded green peppers, and various vegetables and seasonings were all chopped up.

"Ah!" The traveler was so excited that her body went limp, and the knife in her hand went out of her control and landed on Morax's fingers.

He got it!

"I told you we couldn't be so reckless! Look! You cut yourself!" the traveler said, raising his knife. His hand was unharmed.

"Rock God - Body of Steel", right?

*

As mentioned last time, the traveler was hungry and looked for food.

Sure enough, there really was a kitchen here.

Zhongli's cave is truly all-encompassing; it's practically a portable castle.

The System: Teyvat's Portable Space, Dust Song Pot, and Rock God's Grotto.

A user-friendly small kettle that's a must-have for business trips and travel.

With a pot in hand, I have the world at my fingertips.

Thinking back to when he gave me the cave, I even got angry with him. He was so ungrateful!

Fresh fruits and vegetables are placed in the cellar, and a magical technique wraps them up to keep them fresh.

The raw meat was stored in another box, preserved by a magical technique that could freeze it. The original owner, fearing travelers might not be able to distinguish the different types of meat, had...

My Liyue Celestial Ancestor's refrigerator has separate storage modes for refrigeration and freezing.

There is a kitchen, right next to the food storage warehouse. Although it doesn't look newly built, it looks like it has never been used.

The traveler could hardly imagine what Zhongli would look like cooking.

He must have a strong sense of being a married man, haha.

As I think about it, the imagery becomes stronger and stronger.

Vegetables can be washed using water, and meat can be thawed using water.

The traveler looked down at his hands, which were wrapped in gauze, and realized he couldn't process the ingredients any further.

"Can you chop vegetables?" the traveler asked Morax, who was dressed in divine armor.

Why he was wearing divine attire is now connected to another matter.

*

Memories within memories.

"Could you please put some clothes on first?"

"Too much trouble, I'd have to take it off anyway," he gave his reason.

Hey……

I can't stand it, okay?

He alone provided the stimulation equivalent of ten Japanese adult films.

The traveler opened the bedroom wardrobe and saw his clothes neatly arranged inside.

She clearly put them in the staff dormitory of the Hall of Rebirth, but then these clothes were buried under the ruins because of the Demon God of Insects.

When I was having a victory celebration banquet at Qunyu Pavilion, did he collect all the clothes from under the rubble here?

She changed into her new clothes and turned around to find him staring at her.

“What…”

What haven't you seen before!

What are you still staring at? Can't you get enough of looking?

Did I steal your soul?

Shame to death!

Who doesn't love the feeling that their sweetheart only has eyes for them?

It was as if I was his whole world.

"It looks great." He walked over and took out all the clothes: "Wear them for me to see."

"I don't want to, I'm hungry and tired!" the traveler refused.

"I'll change it for you," he said eagerly.

What's going on? Do you think I'm Nikki, wanting to play dress-up games like "Miracle Traveler," "Global Traveler," or "Shining Traveler"?

Morax pulled open the other wardrobe door, found his clothes inside, and then closed the door again.

The traveler immediately noticed the divine armor he was wearing in the cutscene.

"Wear this! Wear this!" The traveler's eyes lit up as he took out the divine armor and pleaded with him pitifully like a puppy: "Morax, wear this!"

"..." He didn't speak, seemingly lost in memories.

The traveler, thinking he was unwilling, could only resort to her ultimate weapon: "Husband~"

He pulled himself out of his memories, his pupils trembled, and the golden square pupils in his eyes elongated into slender rhombuses, placing the traveler in the wardrobe.

The traveler sat on his clothes, the lingering scent of sandalwood enveloping her: "You... um..." His lips silenced her words.

He's right, it doesn't matter whether you wear clothes or not, you'll have to take them off anyway.

The traveler hadn't expected it to happen so quickly.

He never expected that his special skill would have such an unexpected effect.

The effect seems incorrect.

"Be gentle!"

*

Anyway, he put his clothes back on.

"No." His answer brought the traveler back to reality.

"What should we do then? Why don't you help me hold on?" The traveler thought of a good idea.

She held the cleaver in one hand, while Morax supported the washed vegetables: "When the blade gets close to your hand, move your hand back a little, understand?"

"Okay." He felt the position was inappropriate, so he stood behind the traveler, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pressed his body against hers. "Doesn't this feel more like using your own hands?"

"Hmm...that makes sense." The traveler nodded.

But I'm a little embarrassed...

You couldn't tell from his face whether he genuinely wanted to cook for the travelers or had come up with some new "idea".

As soon as the first slash landed, he indeed made a move with his hand.

The traveler stopped wielding his knife: "Don't be silly, I'll cut you..."

"Don't stop, you're hungry...me too." His voice was exactly the same as usual, and it sounded devoid of any emotion.

move.

How come...again...

Following his rhythm, the cleaver struck the cutting board one slice after another, making the dishes look extremely ugly.

If Xiangling, who teaches travelers how to cook Liyue cuisine, saw the travelers cutting the vegetables like this, she would never let them into her kitchen again.

I don't know if my chopping rhythm got messed up, but the knife hit the cutting board with too much force.

The sound of chopping vegetables changed from the initial "da da da" to the final "dang dang dang".

You're not cutting a cutting board!

After he finished cutting one type of vegetable, he stopped and waited for the traveler to place the new vegetables on the cutting board before continuing.

"Cut, cut...you...I don't care." She was covered in sweat; she had almost cut his hand.

For a moment, the traveler felt as if he were on the cutting board, not as food.

*

Finally, the traveler cut his hand, but he was unharmed; the heavy cut didn't even break the skin.

Is he a carbon-based life form?

How could nothing have happened to them?

"I'm fine." His breathing remained steady, without any change.

The traveler was the only one whose body responded.

"I have to go! Ah! The vegetables... they're starting to oxidize, stop... stir-fry! Stir-fry!"

"Yeah, I'm listening."

“You not only have to listen, you also have to stop! Go over there!” The traveler couldn’t move an inch in his arms.

"What if I can't stop?"

stab-

He tore the clothes on his back into two pieces.

The poor silk could no longer be saved.

It's not the first thing to be honorably laid off, nor will it be the last...

"It's very expensive." The traveler was reluctant to part with the clothes and had no reason to be angry, since he bought them anyway and didn't wear them often.

The uniform she wears most often is the uniform from the funeral parlor.

"It's alright. As much Mora as you want, I have it all."

"Isn't this disrupting the market economy and reaping profits from the whole world?"

He's just like the Federal Reserve...

Shameless.

"The world of Teyvat can't get any worse no matter what we do."

"...What exactly happened to Teyvat?"

"I can't remember... but I remember everything about you."