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

Fontaine...

A dessert shop...

"Waiter, I'd like to order."

Paimon waved his little hand and called out to a girl in work clothes.

"Okay, ma'am, here is the menu."

The waiter handed Paimon the menu with a professional smile.

"I want this, this... and this! No, Fengda, thank you!"

Paimon took the menu and started ordering desserts. He then flipped through several more pages and ordered from every single one.

"You really ordered a lot... Didn't you just eat the cake that Vilette gave you?"

As Ying watched Paimon's hand slide across the menu, she began to feel sorry for her Mora.

"The cake Villette sent was indeed delicious, but the thought of going to jail makes my stomach feel empty, like there's nothing left. Speaking of which, we've been very careful since we came to Fontainebleau, worried about breaking any strange laws. In the end, we have to go to Melobütburgh on our own initiative. Maybe this is fate. When we get there, we need to investigate as quickly as possible. I don't want to stay there for too long."

Paimon looked at Ying with a pitiful expression and complained with a sense of despair.

"There's nothing we can do about it, after all..."

Ying shook her head helplessly, but before she could finish speaking, a young girl appeared, wearing a red hat and dressed as a reporter, which startled Paimon.

"Hey, what's that I just heard? Is it the smell of the news?"

The reporter, who was also a friend of Ying, joined in the conversation with Ying and Paimon, and said excitedly.

"Taste is meant to be tasted, not just heard about. How did Charlotte suddenly appear?"

Paimon corrected her, pointing and commenting.

"Don't mention it!"

Charlotte pouted angrily, her eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness:

"I arranged to have dinner here with a witness to a case, hoping to dig up some big information from him, but he stood me up! I'm so angry!"

She complained as she stomped her feet incessantly, as if trying to stomp a hole in the floor.

"Hey... calm down, this happens all the time as a reporter."

Charlotte tried to console herself, but a hint of helplessness still crept into her voice.

Suddenly, Charlotte's gaze fell on Ying, who was standing to the side. A sly smile appeared on her lips.

"If we can get some news from the travelers, we might just recoup the cost of the meal."

Charlotte looked at Ying, as if she wouldn't be satisfied until all the gossip about her was exposed.

“We’re still listening… Charlotte.”

Paimon said dismissively, hands on his hips.

"Haha, it's nothing, it's nothing. I just heard you mention Mero Petersburg. You didn't do anything wrong, did you?"

Charlotte gave an awkward laugh and tried to change the subject; she had been too excited and had blurted out her true feelings.

"No way, we're just going there..."

Paimon was about to retort when Ying stopped him, because when he agreed to the request a few hours earlier, he had made it clear that he couldn't tell anyone.

"Ah, ah... Oh dear, I almost forgot about what Vilette said about keeping it a secret."

Paimon suddenly realized something, but after stammering for a long time, he couldn't explain it clearly, which made Charlotte think something was wrong.

"Well, we're just going to atone for our sins, because we spoiled the ending of the mystery novel before."

Ying continued Paimon's words, her voice natural and sweet, which convinced Charlotte completely.

"Ah, getting arrested for this? Oh, but thinking about it carefully, it's not impossible. Getting arrested for this? But thinking about it carefully, it's not entirely incomprehensible. In terms of how disgusting it is, it's at least on par with theft."

Charlotte was initially shocked when she heard this, but after thinking about it carefully, she realized that it was indeed true.

"I didn't realize I had done something so serious."

Paimon pointed to himself and said speechlessly.

"See, I told you so."

Ying looked at Paimon and laughed, her arms crossed confidently.

"Sorry, I was wrong."

Paimon lowered his head and said, looking aggrieved, like a child who had made a mistake.

"Looking at it this way, it really isn't big news. I'm a little disappointed."

Charlotte then sighed a few more times and reluctantly sat down in the chair next to her.

opera……

Zhao Chuan looked around to make sure no one was around, then gently removed the mask from his face, and his appearance gradually returned to its original form—Zhao Chuan.

Then, he took out a few spirit stones from his storage ring and began to set up the formation.

He first set up a formation for himself, and then arranged a small and exquisite formation around the vast sea.

When the formation was complete, Zhao Chuan activated the formation on his body, allowing him to move freely in the water while avoiding getting his clothes wet.

Immediately afterwards, he activated the formation he had set up in the sea again.

This array has a detection function, and can issue an early warning once danger approaches.

What's even more amazing is that this formation moves along with its core, and Zhao Chuan is that core.

With everything ready, Zhao Chuan jumped into the sea without hesitation and swam vigorously towards the deepest part of the ocean.

"System, what number is it now?"

Zhao Chuan said as he swam.

"Host, it's October 18th now, what's wrong?"

The system popped up a reminder.

"It's nothing. I've been here for quite a while now. Alright, I won't say any more, it's too menacing."

Zhao Chuan shook his head and said seriously.

Suddenly, a wave of water rushed toward Zhao Chuan at an astonishing speed.

Without hesitation, Zhao Chuan swung a sharp longsword, knowing full well that a spear was of no advantage in the water.

Due to the immense water pressure, the force required to wield a spear in the deep sea environment can even exceed that required to wield a sword.

Therefore, choosing a sword as a weapon is a wiser choice.

Zhao Chuan looked back and was surprised to find a group of mechanical enemies swimming towards him.

Their shapes are bizarre and diverse; some resemble fish, some birds, and some octopuses.

However, they all share the characteristics of being small in size, agile in movement, and extremely fast.

The eyes of these mechanical enemies flashed red, revealing a ferocity and hostility, as if they wanted to tear Zhao Chuan to pieces.

"What's going on? I never imagined these machines could adapt to the underwater environment so well. This is really troublesome!"

Zhao Chuan inwardly groaned.

Just as he was pondering this, dozens of shells rained down on him.

Shockingly, the shells did not slow down due to the water pressure; instead, they accelerated.

Zhao Chuan quickly dodged to the side, while simultaneously brandishing his longsword in an attempt to cut the cannonballs in half.

However, the sheer number of shells and their extremely high speed made it difficult for him to completely dodge them.

A shell grazed his arm, leaving a trail of blood.

"hateful!"

Zhao Chuan gritted his teeth, a flash of anger in his eyes.

He knew he had to come up with a solution as soon as possible, or the consequences would be dire.

He took a deep breath, cleared his mind of distractions, and began to concentrate, preparing to meet the challenges ahead.

“I have no advantage in the water, and I don’t have any skills that allow me to fight in the water.”

Zhao Chuan muttered to himself, knowing he had to find a safe place to hide as soon as possible.

However, his wound continued to bleed, making the surrounding water murky.

The smell of blood attracted a school of ferocious fish, which quickly swam towards Zhao Chuan after smelling the blood.

Zhao Chuan clutched his injured arm and desperately tried to escape, but the ferocious fish and mechanical enemies relentlessly pursued him.

A sense of despair welled up within him; faced with this endless crisis, he felt as if he were trapped in a hopeless situation.

He didn't know how to escape these deadly threats, nor whether there was any chance of survival waiting for him.

"Damn it! How can you be so difficult to deal with? Can't you even give me a break?"

Zhao Chuan shouted angrily.

He brandished his sword, trying to fend off the ferocious fish and mechanical monsters, but they did not back down and continued to pursue him relentlessly.

Zhao Chuan knew in his heart that if he couldn't find an effective way to deal with these enemies, he would probably not be able to survive.

Therefore, he decided to use his abilities and the power of water to fight these enemies.

He raised his sword high, focused his mind, and began to mobilize the surrounding water elemental power.

With his will, the seawater began to surge, forming turbulent currents.

"You beasts, taste my power!"

Zhao Chuan shouted loudly.

He swung his sword through the water, and the powerful sword energy stirred the seawater.

This sword strike surged towards the mechanical enemies and the school of fish like a raging torrent.

The sword energy intertwined with the seawater, forming a powerful attack wave.

The mechanical enemies were damaged after being struck by the sword energy, while the fish were scattered by the water flow and could no longer form a tight encirclement.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Chuan quickly swam forward, trying to shake off the enemy's pursuit.

However, he knew that this attack had only temporarily slowed down the enemy's offensive, and they would soon regroup.

But at least now, he has time to catch his breath and think about his next move.

After a while, the machines temporarily withdrew from the battlefield, but the fish did not leave.

They smelled the blood emanating from Zhao Chuan and quickly located him.

Zhao Chuan brandished his long sword, lost in thought.

That sword strike just now made him realize that seawater was his most powerful skill.

If this advantage can be cleverly utilized, perhaps a way to break through the predicament can be found.

So he decided to try a new technique.

He concentrated his mind, swung the longsword in his hand with force, and poured the sword energy into the seawater.

As he moved, the sword energy stirred the seawater, creating an undercurrent.

Zhao Chuan felt a surge of power, as if the entire ocean had become his weapon.

He continued to swing his longsword, trying to make the undercurrent even stronger.

Gradually, he discovered that his sword energy could actually rotate, forming a small vortex.

Although the whirlpool wasn't large, it was enough to attract the attention of the fish.

A hint of excitement flashed in Zhao Chuan's eyes. He realized that if he could further enhance this technique, he might actually be able to create even more powerful attack methods.

He began to constantly adjust his posture and intensity, trying to make the vortex bigger and stronger.

Each swing of the longsword caused more seawater to swirl, and the whirlpool gradually expanded.

The fish were attracted by this sudden change and swam around the whirlpool.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhao Chuan continued his attack, using the power of the vortex to pull the fish into it.

His eyes gleamed with excitement and pride as he watched himself successfully trap the school of fish. He knew he had finally done it! His efforts had not been in vain, and his strategy had paid off.

Now, he could confidently provoke Murray and blast those wretched fish into dust.

He took a deep breath, focused his mind, and prepared to launch the final blow.

He extended his finger, pointing at the trapped school of fish, while simultaneously channeling his spiritual energy to his fingertip.

As he guided it, the surrounding seawater began to distort and crackle with electricity, as if he had the entire world under his control.

His gaze hardened and turned cold; he was going to make these fish pay the price.

When his fingers touched the school of fish, a dazzling light burst forth, instantly enveloping the fish.

Immediately afterwards, countless bolts of lightning descended from the sky, like a powerful force, slamming down on the school of fish.

With a deafening roar, the fish were shattered and turned to ashes by the lightning strike.

The entire sea surface was illuminated, and the remains of fish drifted everywhere, disappearing into the seawater.

"It's over," Zhao Chuan muttered to himself, clapped his hands, and swam into the sea.