Modern Teyvat, bound to the Abyss Spiral

"I'm not sure. I originally thought it was Wan Yan, but now it's getting confusing again."

Although Akiki is a member of the Ginharakai, according to Albedo's explanation, he is actually his teacher's experimental subject.

Artificial human!

Li Qingping became even more wary of the "non-existent flower". This alchemy was simply divine.

He told Keqing the general situation, but also omitted some unimportant details.

For example, the time alone with Kamisato Ayaka and Barbara's almost confession.

As a working person, there is no need to know these trivial matters.

"But Wanyan is closely related to Zhaomu's murder." Keqing frowned, and put her hands on Li Qingping's temples, massaging him.

"Let the Liyue Police Department investigate. I won't get involved." Li Qingping closed his eyes. "Use a little more force with your left hand. When did you learn this technique?"

I was even chosen. Does anyone else have this treatment?

Keqing was about to lose her temper when she was mesmerized by the word "senior sister".

"Self-taught!" Keqing snorted. "Where's that skirmisher?"

"Uncle Fushe is still holding the title of Fatui's executive officer. Even if he confirms the alchemy array, he will probably hand it over to Zhidong."

Li Qingping had only met Sanbing once, and thought that he must be quite capable to be able to hold the sixth seat, which was higher than the lady. However, he did not know that he was even more stupid.

He was just stabbed and started talking nonsense, saying things like "I know it's you, Baalzebul, come out now."

Judging from this situation, could it be that Tartaglia, who is at the bottom of the table, is the normal person?

After the assassination attempt failed, the scattered soldiers most likely chose to preserve their strength and did not dare to continue their attack on Liyue's territory.

But Li Qingping didn't care whether the stragglers resisted or not. At that time, everyone was almost evacuated, and even if a fight broke out, he was confident that he could defeat the enemy.

There is no such thing as letting the tiger go back to the mountain. Li Qingping can now go to Diekarapian's training room every night. When his entire body is transformed into magical organs, dealing with stragglers will be as easy as kicking a stray dog ​​to death on the roadside.

"That's too good of a deal for him!" Keqing thought for a moment, "I have to protest to Zhidong!"

"That's not something we should worry about. Besides, I don't think Uncle Fushe and Sister Fanan are the kind of people who would be kind to their enemies."

"I hope everyone is alright." Keqing, contrary to her usual carefree attitude, was particularly concerned about this matter.

"I hope everyone is alright." Li Qingping echoed softly.

"Don't just talk about these, what about the others?" Keqing keenly noticed something was wrong and wondered if her boss had missed a few people when reporting to her.

no respond.

"I remember Kamisato Ayaka was there too, as well as that super popular idol from Mondstadt."

The only sound in the living room was the sound of even breathing. Keqing looked down and saw that Li Qingping had fallen asleep.

"..."

After working non-stop for a long day and being highly focused, it is understandable that you are so tired that you fall asleep.

Keqing carefully picked up Li Qingping and took him to the room on the second floor that belonged to her.

The eldest lady always looks like a little bird when she is alone with Li Qingping, but don't be fooled by her, because this man is also a ruthless man who can fight against the Apostle of the Abyss without losing.

Not to mention moving a person, even doing something evil tonight would be a piece of cake!

But the eldest lady suppressed the evil thoughts in her heart, and just took off Li Qingping's coat and covered him with a quilt.

She turned off the light and quietly left the room.

"Since you slept in my place, it's not too much for me to take over your place, right?"

Keqing hummed a cheerful tune, made the sofa in the living room, and got into bed.

It would be nice if there was a fleshy pillow next to it. If there isn't one, a real one would be fine.

With fantasy in her mind, the girl fell into a deep sleep.

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In front of the spiral gate of the Abyss, Li Qingping's opponent tonight arrived as promised.

Lei Dian, who always has a mature lady style, suddenly took out a dark purple naginata from somewhere, and it looked quite cool and elegant standing beside her.

"Ha! Changing your look is useless. I won't show any mercy today!"

Faced with Li Qingping's bold words, Lei Dianzhen rolled his eyes and attacked even more fiercely.

The one-sided sparring lasted only two hours. Lei Dianzhen, who had had enough fun, waved his hand and said that this was enough for today.

Li Qingping sat there and doubted his life.

Damn, who created this naginata technique? How can it be so powerful when used with lightning!

If it was just a simple naginata move, Li Qingping could have blocked it, but it turned out that the lightning also carried elemental power.

His record tonight was a disaster, he didn't win a single time.

"Forget it, I've never beaten Zhen before anyway." Li Qingping felt that there was no need for him to be anxious. Instead, it was Lei Dian Zhen who should be under pressure now.

If you have the ability, don’t lose even once, otherwise I will let you know what the heroic spirit of a man from the Li family is!

The thought came to him instantly, he took a long breath, and rushed into the fifth level of the Abyss Spiral.

"Come out, Diekarapian! I'm here to see you again!"

Diocletian had a grudge against this mortal who had died and come back to life.

Asked to kneel, he insisted on dying standing up. Asked to lower his head, he insisted on stiffening his neck. Asked not to come closer, he insisted on moving forward against the wind.

The King of the Tower has looked down upon Mondstadt for countless years, yet he has never led such a disobedient mortal!

I feel irritated when I hear him say one more word.

The wind became stronger, blowing away Li Qingping's voice.

"Today, I asked a friend in Mond. She's a priest of the Church of West Wind and a believer in Barbatos. She had a good opinion of you."

The wind stopped and the clouds ceased, and the cold air from the icy wasteland and the surrounding snow-capped mountains rushed into this place sheltered by the strong wind.

"..." Dikarapian said nothing.

Li Qingping felt that this old god of Mondstadt was probably a tsundere, and probably felt that he couldn't step down and was unwilling to speak up.

"If you don't want to listen, forget it. I'll come back tomorrow."

Li Qingping turned around and prepared to leave. The holy blue wind wove a small figure in front of him whose appearance could not be seen clearly.

The little man was not tall, only reaching Li Qingping's waist at most, but every move he made could trigger a riot of wind elemental power.

This was just an incarnation of Dicaprian, but stronger than anyone Li Qingping had ever seen.

"Mortal, speak clearly." Dikarapian's voice was ethereal.

"I have a name." Li Qingping replied calmly.

"...Name, mortal."

"I think you should introduce yourself before asking someone's name."

This person is so outrageous!

Diekarapian had suffered all the anger of his life today.

"Don't be angry. If you can't bear this, you will have a hard time in the future!" Li Qingping grinned.

"You know, otherwise there's no way to ask your friends."

Li Qingping was surprised that the King of the Tower actually knew what a friend was.

"Don't give me that look. Death taught me a lot, including the concept of friends." The little man in front of Li Qingping raised his head slightly, as if thinking about something, and finally looked at him again. "You are different from them. Call me Dikarapian."

Of course it’s different. The same person would have died under your storm long ago!

After finally making a breakthrough, I naturally had to keep these words to myself.

"Li Qingping, I'm a high school student in Liyue and I'm about to graduate." Li Qingping stretched out his hand.

The little man condensed from the wind element was obviously stunned, staring blankly at the smiling Li Qingping and his outstretched right hand, at a loss.

Is this the legendary handshake?

Decarapian finally found the corresponding memory fragment in his memory, and a wind elemental elf held the boy's hand.

The strong wind tore at the bone-chilling cold that tried to invade this place, and at the same time blew his memories into pieces.

How long ago was that? About 4,700 years ago, right?

Diecarpian sighed and sighed.

Compared to Li Qingping in front of him, the blurry face of the young man who loved playing the piano became amiable.

"Diakarapian, the demon god of the tornado, is dead."

The villain held Li Qingping's hand, and then...

[Challenge failed]

After all, the Tornado Demon God had no experience in shaking hands with people, so it was normal for him to accidentally kill someone.

"Don't touch me!" Li Qingping, who had started over again, expressed doubt.

"Try again. I now have a clear understanding of the endurance of mortals." Dikarapian was not ready to give up and was ready to continue the legendary handshake ceremony.

That wind elemental elf can hold it, why can't I?

The inexplicable desire to compare was fully displayed at this moment.

"I can adjust the intensity of the wind field and help you transform your magic organs faster." Dikarapian was just arrogant. He actually knew everything, especially the little movements of the mortal in front of him in the wind field.

"It's not a matter of the wind field, I simply think you are a good demon!"

Li Qingping shook Decarabian's hand without hesitation, fearing that the other party would go back on his word.

The elemental force was still violent, and in an instant it scraped thousands of cuts on his right hand. The blood seeped out and was blown away into a blood mist, filling the air.

"..." Diekarapian looked a little embarrassed, and when he saw Li Qingping's indifferent expression, he felt even more embarrassed.

The words "have a clear understanding of the endurance of mortals" made his face hurt.

"They are all minor issues, don't take them to heart, boss." Li Qingping smiled even brighter.

Diecarpian opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment, and sighed again.

The demon god is an individual with an unknown lifespan. At best, he controls great power, but he is still far behind in the human relationships and social customs that have been summarized and passed down by humans for countless generations.

Li Qingping easily captured the King of the Tower.

"What do the people of Mond see me like now?"

"It's not the people of Mond today. It's just my friend's personal opinion."

"That's just my personal opinion."

"Wait a minute, how do you know my friend is a super popular idol who can sing and dance?"

De Carapeian knew that this thing was scientifically called showing off, and it was generally used to show others things that one approved of, in order to gain others' praise and envy.

De Carapeyan knew the way to counter this tactic: listen without giving approval.

But when Li Qingping took out something called a mobile phone in front of him and used it to play a video of the concert, he could no longer sit still.

"Why are these mortals so happy?" Dicarapian asked sincerely.

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ps

There will be another update at midnight, so it is recommended to read it tomorrow morning.

Book 1: 118. Diocletian: I never felt happy being a god.

If Diecarpian were a human being and could move around freely, Li Qingping would take him to a table of delicious food, to Qingyunding to watch the sunrise, and then wait until summer to take him to the streets to see the white and slender legs of the young ladies.

There was no need for Li Qingping to answer this question, the other party would most likely smile and say he understood.