Transmigrating to the world of Genshin Impact and becoming a big shot.

Zhao Chuan put on the mask, took a deep breath, and continued walking towards the opera house with firm steps.

Based on Linni's description of the location of the Opiclie Opera House, he finally arrived at the building.

Standing at a distance, Zhao Chuan gazed at the breathtaking building before him—it had a unique concave shape, towering and white, like a giant sculpture standing on the earth.

Every line is smooth and natural, without any flaws, exuding an indescribable beauty.

This building is like a fine work of art, and its magnificent and spectacular presence is truly awe-inspiring.

It stands high above, exuding an inviolable sacred authority, as if proclaiming its status and dignity to the world.

Sunlight falls on the building's surface, reflecting a dazzling light that makes the entire opera house even more radiant.

A sense of awe welled up in Zhao Chuan's heart. He felt a sense of oppression as soon as he stepped into the opera house. This place was not just an opera house, but felt like he was being watched.

"Is it a deity of this land? I feel suppressed by a powerful divine force. Its name is Fucarus."

Zhao Chuan gazed at the fountain ahead, lost in thought, before releasing his spiritual energy to perceive it.

After a while...

"Strange, this power is very strange. It doesn't seem to be the power of the water god, but it does indeed originate from the water god. It's really strange."

Zhao Chuan scratched his head, puzzled.

He then stopped thinking about it and turned to leave the fountain.

However, at this moment.

"Vashe... I'm going to kill you... Vashe..."

A woman's voice, filled with grief and indignation, suddenly came from an unknown direction.

The sudden sound caught Zhao Chuan off guard. He stopped in surprise and turned to look at the fountain behind him.

The voice seemed to linger in his ears, refusing to dissipate, making him feel extremely irritated.

Zhao Chuan frowned and tried to cover his ears with his hands, but it was no use.

Left with no other choice, he decided to use the spiritual power within his body. He took a deep breath, gathered his spiritual power at his feet, and then gently stomped his feet.

In an instant, subtle and imperceptible ripples of spiritual energy rapidly spread out.

These ripples of spiritual energy spread through the air like waves, gradually covering the entire area. As the ripples spread, the annoying sound gradually weakened and eventually disappeared. Zhao Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the surroundings returned to tranquility.

He nodded in satisfaction, thinking, "That's what that sound is. It seems to be the cries of those wronged in murder cases."

Then, he started walking and continued forward.

At the entrance of the opera house...

"Excuse me, sir, the performance has already started, and no one is allowed to enter."

Zhao Chuan stared strangely at the odd little creature. It was covered in fur, looking like a mutated rabbit, yet possessing a unique and endearing charm. The little guy, dressed in a neat work uniform, stood solemnly at the doorway, its eyes revealing unwavering patience and determination.

"This... even having a ticket isn't enough?"

Zhao Chuan asked with a look of suspicion.

"Yes, sir, you have missed the performance time."

"That's what the little guy said."

After listening, Zhao Chuan began to gather his spiritual power, intending to force his way in.

Just as I was about to rush in, I remembered that there was a powerful and mysterious force enveloping this place, and that forcibly breaking in might cause trouble.

"Oh well, let's just teleport in."

Zhao Chuan muttered to himself and silently walked to the side.

At this moment, the system popped up.

"Ding... Host has completed the mission. Rewards are now being distributed. Congratulations, host, you have received 2,000 points, 10 lottery tickets, and one Hundred-Year Jealousy Flower."

*Ding! Host has completed the mission. Congratulations! You have gained 2,000 points, Shen He's favorability has increased by 20%, currently at 20%, and your cultivation progress has increased by 2%.*

Zhao Chuan looked at the blue board with annoyance.

"No, I've had that task for ages, and you're only giving out the reward now?"

Without saying a word, Zhao Chuan gave the system a hammer blow.

"Host, I'm sorry, I went too far in shirking my responsibilities. Here's two life-saving talismans and three spirit-restoring pills as compensation. Please forgive me, host."

The system offered a sincere apology.

"Forget it, put the reward in the system space. I'm busy, so you can just laze around when you have nothing to do."

Zhao Chuan said, speechless.

"Hey, I'm here to issue a mission, a specific mission: to attract Funina's attention by posing as a demon god."

A message popped up on the blue system panel, and Zhao Chuan finally saw a line of text: (Designated Task).

"Fine, assigned task, system, you dog."

Zhao Chuan rubbed his head, groaning, then ignored the system and walked to a corner.

A faded disc appeared.

"With a single throw of the universe, yin and yang are shifted."

Zhao Chuan put his two fingers together and muttered to himself.

In the center of the spacious, bright, and lively stage, Linni walked with a smile to the huge box that had been meticulously arranged beforehand. He took a deep breath, then slowly crawled into the box and gently closed the door.

Meanwhile, in the aisle of the audience on the other side, the lucky female audience member, guided by staff, nervously and excitedly stepped into her own box. This human-swapping magic trick was a thrilling performance meticulously planned and designed by Linni!

The whole scene was filled with mystery and anticipation. The audience held their breath, staring intently at the two boxes on the stage and in the aisle, eager to know what miraculous thing would happen next.

"Forty! Thirty-nine! Thirty-eight..." The audience's eyes were fixed on the mysterious box in the center of the stage, and their cheers seemed to increase with each number Linni recited. Everyone listened intently, afraid of missing a single detail.

At this moment, a masked man next to the box on the stage started shouting his lines.

"Mr. Linni, are you still there? Are you ready?"

"That's what the masked man said."

"No rush, Garrick. I'm still searching for the direction of the magic. If it's swapped to some strange position, like falling down from above the audience, it would be a performance accident."

"Linnie said from inside the box."

Just then, Zhao Chuan appeared like a ghost on a high platform in the theater.

His gaze was drawn to a spot not far ahead—there stood a rather expensive and luxurious chair, and sitting in it was a woman wearing a towering crown, with a unique hairstyle like a white jellyfish, and a noble azure dress.

At this moment, the mysterious woman was intently watching the play being performed on the stage below, seemingly completely absorbed in it and oblivious to everything happening around her.

Seeing this, Zhao Chuan did not choose to disturb her. Instead, he quietly walked to a pillar and leaned against it, beginning to appreciate the wonderful performance as well.

Below the stage, the audience was excitedly counting down in unison, their voices as loud as thunder.

At that moment, Zhao Chuan, who was standing on the high platform, heard a muffled sound.

This suddenly gave him a strange feeling. He keenly noticed this abnormality, but when his gaze swept over the dense crowd below the stage, he decided to suppress his doubts for the time being.

After all, in such a large gathering, any slight movement could attract the attention of the gods, which would be very troublesome.

"Stay calm and don't act rashly. Maybe I'm just being too sensitive..."

So Zhao Chuan took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and silently told himself.

The dull sound was very clear.

Zhao Chuan thought to himself, "That's definitely not a normal sound!"

But facing this group of enthusiastic and passionate audience members, he knew very well that the sound was actually quite loud, and that those who were watching the performance intently must have heard it as well.

Just then, his gaze involuntarily drifted to the front row, and he immediately spotted Ying and Paimon sitting there.