Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Chapter 302 Annie: Raw stone...? One of those shiny little stones? Hehe!

However, Stone's worries were clearly unnecessary. Although there were quite a few onlookers, with the joint patrol of the thirty-person team and the disciplinary officer, not many people dared to openly cause trouble.

As for those few treasure-hunting groups blinded by greed...

Mu Feng shrugged and said, "What is that? I didn't see it. I thought it was a speed bump. You can talk to the insurance company."

Forgiving them is a matter for the ruler of death, and all he has to do is send them to see Ronava.

Those who frequently commit murder know that killing someone is easy, but disposing of the body requires much more consideration.

So, unsurprisingly, after someone finished inspecting the new house, it took a full hour longer than originally expected.

"Ha... Well, since our sage is satisfied, I'll go home and catch up on my sleep from last night."

Kavi yawned deeply, looking tired, clearly from staying up all night designing architectural drawings.

These clients' terms were increasingly difficult, almost to the point of making outrageous requests like "I don't want the foundation."

Now he finally understood why the students in the academy said that architecture was a discipline that judged people by their appearance.

Well, it's just that it depends on the client's attitude.

Mu Feng patted Kavi's shoulder with a heavy heart. In this situation, as a spiritual Liyue person, he couldn't help but want to compose a poem for the corpse.

Drunk, I lay lines by lamplight, dreaming of construction sites and joint ventures. Eight centimeters of foundation sink, fifty years imprisonment, the autumn review of prisoners.

The concrete pump truck sped out, the concrete setting like newly poured water. He settled his affairs with the client and supervisor, but gained only illness, an extramarital affair, and three children who weren't his own.

Kavi's lips twitched violently twice. He had heard that there was a poet in ancient times in Liyue named Xin Qiji. So you must be his cousin. Xin Qiji must be anxious now.

Art can be down-to-earth, but it must never be from the lower realms.

Although the Wondrous Theory faction has little funding, they have a lot of work to do; although their benefits are low, their risks are high!

The great architect's unease was obvious, but then again, even if the Wondrous Theory School is reduced to ashes, it is still one of the Six Academies. How can those who did not pass the entrance exam for the Faculty of Education and do not belong to any school bear this?

Mu Feng paused for a moment, wondering what would happen if joining the Grand Bazaar Art School or proposing to the Great Sage to establish a new school of thought failed...

The Araragi School's Sumeru branch sincerely welcomes you to join.

Kavi: ...Although I don't know what the Arataki-ha is, I have a feeling that this guy didn't say anything nice.

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After saying goodbye to the architect who looked utterly dejected, Mu Feng had no intention of heading home for the time being.

Speaking of which, it's been quite a while since I returned to Sumeru, but I've been so busy repairing... cough, no, coordinating family relationships that I almost completely forgot about that girl Annie.

Although Annie can move freely in the virtual space thanks to the divine power left behind by his brief ascension to godhood, she still needs a good vessel to move around in the real world.

The rare and reliable crafting skill reward from the system is just right to create a mechanical doll for the little girl to move around freely.

Also, the doll might come in handy when it comes to Inazuma, after all... Hmph, Aying, you don't want Shin-neechan's soul to be without a suitable vessel, do you?

[Host, this system is warning you! This is slander! This is defamation! This system has always been extremely reliable!]

The system in her mind jumped up and down in a flash. All it did was intermittently disconnect from the internet and occasionally give its own products an 11% discount. Can you say that this system did nothing of substance?

Why do you value this rating system so much? It will distort the system's efforts. She has a clear conscience!

Mu Feng glanced at the system expressionlessly. Speaking of having a clear conscience, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't settled accounts with the system for selling false information in the dream space last time.

One million Mora! Then let me ask you, where did the 562,100 rough stones that Catherine embezzled go?

Tongzi, someone told me that there's a traitor among us. Who do you think it could be?

Now it was the system's turn to be sweating profusely, but the location of the raw stone detected last time was clearly right there.

In all honesty, she really didn't intend to play both sides this time. Which scoundrel is trying to frame her?

Mu Feng rolled his eyes at the system, chuckled, and practically wrote "Do you believe me or not?" on his face.

If one day the system really has a change of heart, he'll go to Inazuma to check if Aying can cook.

As darkness fell, the areas outside the city without lights were plunged into a deep, bottomless darkness.

The only light there might be the gleaming eyes of the lurking monsters or the long-maned tigers.

However, intimidated by the powerful elemental pressure emanating from the object before them, the demon lurking in the darkness merely watched from afar and had no intention of rashly attacking.

Mu Feng stopped in front of a ruined area, dodging the patrolling mercenaries, and leaped down from the edge of the ruins.

The wind elements automatically coalesced into a gust of wind, steadily supporting his steps and carrying Mu Feng to the bottom of the ruins.

These ruins were originally the workshop for creating gods, which had been abandoned for a long time after Hazar was exiled to Chenglin.

However, for Mu Feng, this place used to be his territory. Otherwise, given Azar's cautious nature, it wouldn't have been so easy for him to carry out the righteous backstab.

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Arriving at a corner of the ruins, Mu Feng skillfully pushed open an abandoned iron door and followed the passage into the basement.

The lights in the basement came on one by one. Although it was no longer as clean and tidy as it used to be due to years of disrepair, it was still quite well preserved compared to the ruins outside.

However, the corridor lights flickered on and off, which was rather eerie in the quiet of the night.

"Annie, stop fooling around, come out here, I see you."

Mu Feng helplessly called out to the air, but it was as if a stone had sunk into the sea, and he received no response whatsoever.

The lights continued to flicker, as if a mischievous child were playing hide-and-seek, making it difficult to fathom her thoughts.

The next moment, the ripples of the dream gradually spread outwards, and the outline of reality took on a wave-like shape, beginning to gradually distort.

Immediately, a girl in a pink dress, holding a brown teddy bear, quietly appeared behind Mu Feng, a slight sly smile on her face, as if she was about to pounce.

However, as Mu Feng's figure suddenly disappeared, Annie's expression froze, and then her face fell.

Oh dear, I already know what's about to happen.

Sure enough, the girl was immediately lifted up by the back of her neck. She turned around defiantly and met Mu Feng's amused yet helpless gaze.

Is this girl playing dream games in front of some expert who even fooled Hazard? Hmm, that's interesting.

Annie pouted in dissatisfaction, flailed her lips a couple of times, and after failing to break free, she could only resort to tantrums and unreasonable behavior.

The little girl pouted and mumbled in a low voice, but it was just enough for someone to hear.

"Sigh, my brother is probably tired these days. If he's going to be like this, it would be better if he just didn't come back."

"Alright, alright, brother has always been so carefree. It's just that poor little grass god has suffered. You should be content. Otherwise, it makes Annie seem unreasonable and petty."

Mu Feng's face darkened. He reached out and gently pinched the girl's plump cheek. Who taught this girl to talk like that?

Annie raised her chin and hummed softly, her twin ponytails swaying back and forth. Oh dear, who made that unreliable brother always like to leave without saying goodbye? Annie doesn't know.

Hmph, watch out, Annie might not give you the salary she saved while working in the Adventurers' Guild in place of Miss Catherine.

Mu Feng's smile froze instantly. Wait, Catherine, salary, Adventurers' Guild... what a familiar combination.

"Hmm...right, a couple of days ago a weird blond guy came in with two red and blue furry creatures to buy a box of shiny stones...he gave me a million Mora!"

Seeing the little girl puffing out her chest, eager for praise and reward, Mu Feng's face immediately turned into one of gritted teeth.

Damn the Abyss, damn the blond prince! He, Mu, declares that he will forever be sworn enemies with the Abyss Order!

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Meanwhile, somewhere on the continent of Teyvat, the Abyss Order...

Kong, who was counting the raw gems in large quantities: Hiss... Damn Catherine, I didn't expect her to be so rich, tsk, I've made a fortune.

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