Genshin Impact: I wrote the plot into a novel to spoil the future

But these past few years have allowed Zhongli to let go of many things and become more willing to believe in the possibilities of humanity.

"I believe in human potential and I want to see the future of humanity."

"You talk as if you're not human." Lin Qiu pretended not to know Zhong Li's identity.

Zhongli smiled faintly, neither refuting nor admitting it.

He had long since noticed that Lin Qiu was extraordinary.

Zhongli is a god of Liyue. How could he not notice that someone suddenly appeared in Liyue and was hovering around him?

Zhongli didn't expose Lin Qiu's intentions, because he hadn't sensed any malice from Lin Qiu during their time together.

Returning to the present, Zhongli snapped out of his reverie.

"So this is the truth he told us back then..."

Zhongli read the contents of the book in his hand and smiled faintly, "That's really bold."

Such truth, such future, even he, as the Rock God, could not know.

It's likely that only some members of the Witch's Guild can see the future, but even they probably don't have such detailed visions.

Although it's uncertain what Lin Qiu's final answer was, it must have had a deeper meaning.

"Sigh, old people just love to reminisce about the past." Zhong Li shook his head and continued reading.

Meanwhile, Lin Qiu, with a deeper meaning in mind, was admiring Fu Fu's beauty at the Opéra Garnier Opera House.

He came here simply to collect emotional points; he had no interest in the case itself.

He decided to stop looking at the case altogether and focus almost entirely on Fufu.

Fu Ningna naturally noticed Lin Qiu's gaze.

To be honest, even though she had gotten used to being stared at, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

It wasn't because Lin Qiu's gaze was particularly intense, or the pressure of being stared at; Funina was already used to all of that.

The reason why Funina felt uncomfortable was...

She always felt that Lin Qiu's gaze was different from others; when others looked at her, they did so with 'trust' and 'respect'.

Lin Qiu's gaze also reflected this emotion, and in addition, Fu Ningna sensed something else: 'pity'.

Funina was very sensitive to gazes and stares, and she was certain that she was not mistaken.

Trust and reverence are one thing, but as the water goddess of Fontaine, she has felt these emotions far too often.

Why would anyone feel pity for her? What exactly did she do that warrants pity?

You should know that Furnessa has always played the role of a great god, an all-knowing and all-powerful god.

Why would such a god evoke pity?

"Does he really know something?"

Funina's heart raced, filled with a mixture of anticipation and fear.

What I long for is someone who can understand me, someone I can confide in about my loneliness.

What I fear is that if the other party really knows something, and if he exposes me, wouldn't all my efforts be in vain?

I'm fine, but what about Fontaine?

"Could he... be a good person?" Funina asked with some worry, secretly observing Lin Qiu.

Whether it was her imagination or not, Funina sensed a hint of 'sourness' in Lin Qiu's gaze, which made her tighten her long, white legs.

But that doesn't make sense either. You can't see her legs when you look up from below. What on earth is she doing?

“Doesn’t seem like a good person… (? ? ?? )” Funina suppressed her shyness.

......

Zhongli has finished reading this familiar yet unfamiliar story.

The strangers were the Mondstadt people he no longer recognized.

What is familiar are the clues buried deep in the history of Teyvat.

Hu Tao, standing to the side, didn't seem to be thinking about that much; she appeared to be completely immersed in the role.

Sometimes he laughs, sometimes he frowns, and sometimes he seems to be deep in thought.

Seeing that his master was unusually quiet, Zhongli couldn't bear to disturb him and quietly left with his book.

He simply didn't want to disturb Hu Tao's reading enjoyment; he wasn't worried that Hu Tao would come back to his senses and start a conversation with him.

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Character Voice Lines - Zhongli: About Lin Qiu

"Lin Qiu is a very mysterious person, but in my opinion, he has no ill intentions toward this world. His actions must have a deeper meaning, right?"

Chapter 17 I will remember this grudge

At night, Liyue Harbor is brightly lit, as if the stars in the sky have fallen into this bustling city.

Zhongli walked on the stone-paved road in Liyue Harbor, feeling the night breeze brush against his cheeks, carrying a slight coolness.

He looked around and saw that the streets were bustling with people.

Vendors hawked various goods, and street performers put on exciting shows, attracting the attention of many passersby.

Adults sat in teahouses listening to storytelling, while children played happily in the streets.

"It seems the era of rule by man is coming soon."

Zhong Li secretly thought to himself that he would end the era of divine rule at this ceremony to invite the immortals.

Looking back, he felt that he had fulfilled the agreement that had lasted for thousands of years.

Zhongli looked up at the starry sky. The moon was bright and lonely, as if it echoed his mood at that moment.

Despite the bustling atmosphere around him, Zhongli felt a wave of loneliness wash over him.

"I wish to buy osmanthus blossoms and share wine with you, but I wonder when I will meet my old friend again."

He murmured to himself, feeling a pang of sadness at the passage of time.

I'm getting nostalgic again. I'm really worn out... I should go check out Ausel and Ruotuo when I have time.

......

And in distant Mondstadt, in the gifts of angels.

At this moment, Wendy, one of the Seven Rulers of the Mortal World like Zhongli, was sitting at the bar, feeling utterly depressed.

The reason was simple: he had just used his hard-earned money for alcohol to buy a book that was touted as a prophecy.

This means he has no money for alcohol!

"How long have I been asleep? Why are all these strange things happening?"

Wendy felt a pang of emotion as she recalled the maintainer of "natural justice" mentioned at the beginning of the book.

Although the Witches' Guild's prophetic abilities are quite high, they only know a vague ending; the process is very difficult to predict.

Is this book a little too detailed?

Wendy even suspected that if the author wanted to, he could write down the underwear he wore that day, though of course, this was just his joke.

Even if Lin Qiu really had that ability, he wouldn't want to know Wendy's underwear.

Seriously, it's one thing to predict the fate of a wind god like him—that's bad enough—but to be able to predict the fate of extraterrestrials and 'heavenly principles' is a bit much, isn't it?

It should be noted that the affairs of extraterrestrial beings are not recorded on the World Tree.

Predicting a short-term trip is one thing, but how can you predict something in such detail? It's like writing history.

Most importantly, Wendy felt that his plan to send the Heart of God was probably prophesied, and he didn't want to do something so embarrassing!

Tvalin, stop going crazy and come with me to see God.

Diluc stared at Wendy, who was sprawled on the bar like a salted fish, and fell into deep thought.

He always felt that the person in front of him was very likely the green-clad boy from the book, also known as the Wind God.

But he had no evidence; he only had this intuition. His intuition told him that the person in front of him was unusual and that he should be careful.

Even if the other party isn't the Wind God, they're definitely not some nobody.

Wendy naturally noticed Diluc's gaze, raised her little head and pitifully called out, "Grandpa Diluc."

Then he held up one finger and said, "Can I have one drink on credit? Just one! Is that okay? Is that okay?"

Times have changed, but fine wine remains the same.

Seeing Venti's expression, Diluc wavered slightly. If it really was the Wind God... He hesitated for a moment.

In the end, Diluc chose to stick to his principles.

"Small business, no credit allowed," Diluc said calmly.

He wasn't worried about Wendy causing trouble, not to mention that he didn't think Wendy was that kind of person.

He wasn't afraid even if Venti really attacked him, because if Venti were the Wind God, he wouldn't be able to attack Diluc.

If Wendy weren't Wendy, Diluc wouldn't think he would lose.

"Huh!? What happened!?" Wendy looked even more dejected.

“Then… I can be a resident singer. I’m the best bard in all of Teyvat.”

"Just one drink as payment, okay? Okay? It's a great deal."

"Fine, I'll tell you two stories, and you can have a drink in exchange for two stories!"

"Once upon a time, there was a..."

Unable to resist Wendy's temper, Diluc finally relented and said, "Just one cup. After you finish it, go home and sleep."

"Hehe." Wendy revealed a sly smile, as if her scheme had succeeded.

It's still Mondstadt, but this time it's outside the city.

"Phew~, we're finally out of this forest. I feel like I haven't seen the sun in days!"

The three travelers walked out of the Whispering Woods, and Paimon was the first to speak.

“But Paimon, it’s nighttime, there’s still no sun,” Amber said.

"How could this be! Have we been abandoned by the sun?" Paimon lamented.

"Alright, we'll see it tomorrow. Let's set up the tent and prepare for the night." Amber took out a camping kit from her Eye of God.

As a scout knight, camping in the wild is already a common occurrence for me.

Ying nodded.

Just as the three were about to set up their tent, an unexpected blue figure appeared in the distance—Yura.

"Yura? What are you doing here?" Amber asked curiously.

"Amber?" Yura was also surprised to run into Amber here.

“The Stormterror appeared in this area, and the Fatui sent people here. I was worried about what they might be up to, so I came along as well.”

As she spoke, Yura fixed her gaze on Amber and asked, "Did you come out of the forest? Did you encounter any danger?"

"It's not that I'm worried about you, it's just that if you get hurt, I won't be able to get my revenge."

As if afraid that Amber might 'misunderstand' that she was worried, Yura added a sentence.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, and you don't need to go into the forest anymore, because Tvalin has already left."

Amber said with a smile, she was already used to Yura's way of speaking.

"By the way, let me introduce you. These two are the Traveler Ying and Paimon."

"It's okay."

Yura breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the Traveler and Paimon, saying: