Landed Xumi: There is no problem with my numbers!

——Amber’s friend refers specifically to the little yellow-haired boy,

Although the reason is unknown, the word "treasure chest" is undoubtedly fatal to the little yellow-haired girl. She is even willing to fight unimaginable powerful enemies for the most ordinary treasure chest.

And considering the personality of a certain scout knight, the "flying race" is not much less tempting to Amber.

Therefore, even if Lin Feng did not scan the entire city, he could be almost 100% sure where the team led by the little yellow-haired man would be.

He waved goodbye to Klee, who had invited him to Mondstadt for a fish fry, and Kaeya, who had a lot of questions in his head but was gradually letting down his guard.

Lin Feng also brought his Guoba clone with him and planned to go to Wanmin Hall to look for Xiang Ling who had been harassed by many reporters recently.

".Hmm, the ratio of egg to liquid in moon eggs has to be adjusted like this, and the selection of shrimp and fish meat is also very particular."

".In comparison, the crystal shrimp, which is also a moon dish and uses shrimp meat, seems to be processed more meticulously by Xinyuexuan than what my father taught me before."

In a closed little room in the back kitchen of Wanmin Hall, Xiangling, who had announced to the outside world that she had left Wanmin Hall to practice cooking, was now sitting quietly in the room, carefully tasting several dishes in front of her with similar ingredients.

——These dishes are mostly seafood, and she asked her father to buy them from Xinyuexuan and several famous restaurants.

The purpose is to find out the effect of the Emperor's blessing on one's body.

——And now it seems that this kind of blessing that allows people to trace the origin of the dishes and understand the history of the dishes and the chef’s intentions has an effect far beyond her imagination!

She initially thought that such a blessing could only be used to understand recipes, but would not be very helpful for actual cooking.

But after really getting started, she found that understanding the origin and evolution of the dishes was unprecedentedly helpful in developing new dishes.

The feeling of seeing all of history at a glance is like being involved in the creation of countless cuisines!

".Well, it's a pity that there are too many reporters, and there is no way to let Guoba try my new dish."

"咚咚-"

!!!

Xiangling froze when she heard a sudden knock on the door. The moment the sound came, she began to wonder if the reporters had discovered that she was hiding here.

"."

"Lalu?"

But before the nervous Xiangling could figure out whether it was her father who let the secret slip by accident or her friends who leaked the information,

The familiar voice coming from outside the door made her relax instantly.

".Huh, I was scared to death, it turned out to be Guoba? Then the one knocking on the door must be Mr. Lin Feng."

Although they hadn't seen each other for only one day, Xiangling, who already missed Guoba, quickly stood up and opened the door to welcome her friend.

???

".Um, Mr. Lin Feng, why does the rice crust seem to be a little bigger? Is it my illusion?"

Looking at the Guoba in front of him, his eyes were bright and he was not only bigger in size but also seemed to be a lot smarter.

Xiangling was full of questions and for a moment she began to suspect whether Guoba had eaten something strange outside.

".Well, this is a long story.

In short, a small accident happened when I was preparing for a picnic with Guoba.

At the place where we had planned to have a picnic, we saw several legendary immortals.

In addition, I also saw many different kinds of rice crusts, big and small. Now when I think back to that experience, it feels like a dream.”

"When we came out of there, the rice crust had already become what it is now.

I personally think this may have something to do with those immortals."

???

".Ah? There are other rice crusts?! If I take it away, doesn't that mean I have no consent from its family?!

Guoba, why didn't you tell me that you had other companions?"

Xiangling, full of questions, looked at her partner, and from the other party's reaction, she somewhat unbelievably confirmed the authenticity of the experience.

Before Xiangling recovered from this unexpected situation, she heard Lin Feng in front of her say:

"——Miss Xiangling, don't worry. Guoba has been following you for so long. It may have just forgotten about it before."

"but."

"but?"

Xiangling was a little nervous.

"——But according to my speculation, in the days ahead, there may be a few more Guoba friends in Liyue Harbor.

If you see several Guoba walking in groups on the street in the future, I hope Miss Xiangling won’t be too surprised.”

From the previous consciousness of Guoba,

Lin Feng and several immortals learned that it did not want its identity as a demon god to disrupt its normal life. It just wanted to be with Xiangling happily before waking up.

Therefore, after a series of collusion, the story about Guoba and his relatives came out freshly.

Chapter 322 Lin Feng: The more work, the less work

In the backyard of the Manmin Hall,

When a genius chef girl finally accepted the fact that there was more than one Guoba and that they might appear in groups on the streets of Liyue,

Lin Feng, who successfully completed the task of returning the rice crust, left the cabin while Xiangling still had a dazed and confused look in her eyes.

After saying hello to Master Mao, I walked out of Wanmin Hall, which was decorated with Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters.

Lin Feng, who no longer had any trivial matters to do, let out a long sigh and suddenly felt relaxed.

I am inexplicably curious about the living conditions of ordinary residents of Liyue during the Lantern Festival.

He walked through the bustling market for the first time in a long time.

After crossing the wooden bridge across the river, we arrived at the residential area on the south side of Liyue Harbor where many people live.

".Baked sweet potatoes, fresh and hot baked sweet potatoes."

".Tofu - hot tofu!"

"."

People come and go, and the hawking of goods continues.

As soon as he arrived here, Lin Feng smelled the smoke in the air from burning wood and frying food.

Children were chasing and playing, and the elderly were warming themselves by the fire against the wall. In this scene full of rural atmosphere, patrolling Qianyan Army would occasionally remind people about fire prevention.

The winter sun hit my body, but it didn't make it any warmer.

Standing in this port city protected by gods, where frost may appear occasionally but never freezes,

Lin Feng touched Xiaobai on his shoulder and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of alienation, as if he had been away from this kind of life for a long time.

- You can eat, but you will never starve to death; you can drink, but you will never feel thirsty;

The slight cold and heat in nature are insignificant to the gods, and the four seasons that accompany them seem meaningless.

The life span of an individual is so long that there is no end in sight. Although they can still live among ordinary people, the time that is enough for mortals to survive for several generations is no more than a short moment in this span.

".Now it seems that maybe it is because I am worried that I will slowly become dull in such a life,

That’s why the old man and Wendy use various methods to integrate themselves into the lives of ‘people’.”

".On the other hand, the reason why Inazuma is in the current situation is probably that the rulers who live long and have long-term vision are far away from the people."

The four seasons make no difference to the gods, and a decade or a hundred years is but the blink of an eye.

If one observes the country under his rule with the God's concept and cognition of time, and allows the subordinates responsible for execution to perform freely, then it may be a coincidence that no problems arise.

Suddenly, I felt a little sad about the current situation in our neighboring countries.

Although Lin Feng thought for a long time, he didn't get any enlightenment or reflection.

After stretching, he casually dispelled the white clouds in the sky that blocked his sun basking.

Looking around, he caught a passing big yellow dog and rubbed its head while it stared at him blankly:

——What's there to reflect on? What's wrong with being a little stronger?

The feeling now is just because there are too many tasks to deal with during this period.

After the Lantern Festival is over, go out fishing with a drunkard for a few days and the strange feeling will naturally disappear.

".Since it is a necessary process for gods to come and play with the human world to correct their cognition, then should coming out to slack off also be considered a job?"

".So the more you slack off, the more work you do; the less you slack off, the less work you do.

And because the more work, the less slacking, so the more work, the less work."

"——If that's the case, then a drunkard is actually more hardworking than a nerd?!"

Based on my own thinking, I re-ranked the workload of several gods.

Looking at the drunkard who was far ahead in "workload", Lin Feng, with a frown on his face, felt that slacking off should not be considered as serious work.

Leaving aside an insignificant episode,

Lin Feng, whose mood became cheerful again, started fishing with peace of mind, supported by his own theory.

I bought a lot of Liyue's special snacks along the way, and because of my young appearance, I received some homemade fried New Year's goods from some enthusiastic old men.

In the other party's confused look of "Why does anyone carry this thing with them?", I smiled and gave him some vegetables and fruits in return.

Lin Feng ate while walking, following a familiar aura that he had sensed a long time ago.

He climbed up Tianheng Mountain leisurely and waved to the blond figure in front of him:

"——It's been a while since we last met. Have you finished the work of relocating the hill people?

The Lantern Festival is approaching, could it be that Your Highness is here to visit your sister?"

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".That name is just a habit among the members of the sect.

Even though we were both called "Adventers" in the beginning, your strength, status, and even abyssal suitability are far stronger than mine and Ying's, so please don't make fun of me."

I have never felt that the names that members of the sect call themselves are so inappropriate.

Kong shook his head, feeling that sometimes he just couldn't figure out what the descender in front of him was thinking:

——In his opinion, with the growth and power that the other party has shown now,

In fact, there is no need to stay with the Abyss Cult or play house with his sister.

Some time ago, the other party even allowed me to migrate the native hillclimbers in Xumi and Liyue.

Judging from these performances, it is obvious that the contract he made with himself before was not an empty promise.

I sighed slightly in my heart.

Looking at the extremely bustling and prosperous Liyue Harbor filled with countless positive emotions, Kong asked with a complicated expression:

".You are not from this world, and no one can stop you from leaving this broken world, but why do you have such a preference for the people of the Seven Kingdoms?"

".Carrying the fate of a country is already a heavy burden. Is it really worth it to shoulder the direction of the entire world as an individual?"

Before being stopped by the Heavenly Justice Maintainer, he and his sister were both travelers in the sea of ​​stars.

They have witnessed countless worlds in disaster, but also many beautiful worlds.

And with the extremely efficient way of acquiring power that the person in front of him had, he would not be restricted to such a shabby world at all.

Even if we only look at the current level of strength, we already have the option to leave here at any time, or even go to the abyss.

But this descender seemed to prefer this world for no reason at the beginning of his arrival, which made Kong feel a little confused.

".Well, this way of thinking does seem like a question you would ask."

Knowing that Sora and Ying were originally travelers, they generally did not want to interfere too much with the direction of the world.

If they really encounter a huge disaster, they both have the option of leaving as the last resort, and they will not be like the beings in the world who have no way out.

Although Lin Feng was a little surprised when he suddenly heard such a question from the other party, he also felt that Kong's current doubts were not strange.

After thinking for a moment, he looked up at the "Prince of the Abyss" with a long golden braid in front of him.