Lu Bu, the Thunder General, is my adoptive father in Genshin Impact.

"I feel lost, I really do feel lost." Xiao Yi nodded. "Brother, do you have any good suggestions? Just say whatever you want, I'll listen."

Miyamoto Jiro rarely showed a serious expression, and said, "I'll give you three suggestions. Whether you can get out of this predicament depends entirely on yourself."

"Feeling lost is most likely caused by having nothing to do. Since you're so bored, go and improve yourself, enhance your cultural knowledge and martial arts skills. Anything is fine. Look at the young lady of the society, she's very ambitious and knows how to seize opportunities to learn from guests."

"Secondly, you may feel that you can't do anything, but there is actually a lot you can do. You might as well try to explore it, or break free from external and internal constraints and do whatever you want. Of course, you are not allowed to do disgusting or rotten things."

"Thirdly, you can give up thinking and effort, and wait for my surprise."

"Let's forget about the surprise," Xiao Yi muttered.

After finishing his long-winded lecture, Miyamoto Jiro waved goodbye, carrying a long stick wrapped in gray cloth on his back, straightening the nodachi that almost dragged on the ground at his waist, and walked down another road.

Xiao Yi looked up at the starry sky.

To improve oneself?

Indeed, he is not yet complete, neither mentally nor physically.

With only 5 points of trust, he could be easily defeated by Miyamoto Jiro. And yet he still calls himself the son of God. How shameless!

He could no longer continue to indulge in pleasure, otherwise one day he would die of pleasure in the castle tower. He was known in history as the adopted son of Mikami no Mikoto, the chief of the Imperial Palace.

So strive to improve yourself and find ways to become stronger.

Others become stronger through diligent cultivation, but Xiao Yi becomes stronger by demonstrating his loyalty to the general and increasing the Thunder General's trust in him.

Although he had been staying at the castle tower for three days, the general was busy while he was enjoying himself, and the two had only seen each other a handful of times.

It's time to see my godfather and strengthen our father-son relationship.

……

The wilderness of Ba Yun Island.

Several burly men holding samurai swords were crouching in the bushes. Their exposed skin, whether on their necks or arms, was uniformly tattooed with red skull patterns.

These thugs are war-mongers' "military fund collectors," whose main job is to rob, kill, and steal to earn Mora.

"Did you see that?" one of them whispered, "There's a fat guy coming from over there."

"He's plump and strong; he must be rich."

"Kill him!"

Several people rushed out of the bushes, yelling and howling, and charged at the fat man passing by, raising their knives to slash.

However, after the first person to be hit was knocked down by the fat man's swinging arm, the accomplices all stopped what they were doing and stood still.

It wasn't that these desperate criminals were afraid of the other party, nor that they had a change of heart. They hadn't seen the fat man clearly from a distance, but now that they were closer, they could see him clearly.

"Uncle Tadokoro Koji!"

The fat man helped up the Berserker member he had knocked down and cursed, "Don't you even look at your target before robbing someone? Are you all blind?"

The leader of the robbers asked in confusion, "Uncle Tadokoro, why did you return to Hachiyun Island instead of guarding the thunder on the outlying island?"

Tadokoro Koji admitted helplessly, "I lost the Heavenly Thunder and the Shogunate Army issued a warrant for my arrest. Losing the bomb will definitely get me executed by the Ten Elders, so I don't know where to go and can only wander around Hachiyun Island."

After listening to the fat man's complaints, the leader beamed with joy.

“Uncle Tadokoro, don’t worry, the ten elders didn’t live as long as you.” He explained without reservation, “Three days ago, the ten elders were dismembered into twenty pieces of corpses, the organization leader was replaced, and the new plan does not require heavenly lightning.”

"What?!" the fat man exclaimed in surprise. "Who is so capable as to kill all ten elders?"

The leader feigned mystery: "It's 'that person'."

Among the lower-level members of the War Maniacs, "that person" refers to the uninvited and eccentric individual.

"Did the ghost do this?" the fat man asked.

"Shh—though that person isn't nearby, he can hear us; he's everywhere." The leader suddenly became superstitious. "We can no longer call him by his original title. We must address that great one with reverence as 'Sui'!"

"So what does he want to do?" the fat man asked impatiently.

The leader answered decisively, "The primary task assigned to us by that lord is to find a man surnamed Miyamoto and then kill him at all costs!"

Chapter 32 Dumpling Milk

On the way back to the castle tower by carriage, the auditory hallucinations that had subsided for a long time suddenly returned.

Just like with "Dumpling Milk," despite the background noise, Xiao Yi could barely make out the content of his rambling.

(What's wrong with the general? Is it broken?)

As everyone knows, Inazuma Province has only one general, namely Mitakenami no Kami no Mitsuru, and the phrase "broken" has many meanings.

First of all, it's unlikely to be death or a system crash, because Inazuma hasn't fallen into chaos yet, which means that General Raiden is working diligently.

Secondly, it's impossible for it to be ruined...

So, what "broken" might refer to is some kind of anomaly. The most likely explanation is that someone noticed his attempt to forcibly infiltrate the puppet general using system rewards.

The facts are obvious: only two people, including Inazuma, dared to describe the general as broken, and they were also the ones who knew the truth about the puppet general.

The descendant of the Thunder God, the son of the eighth level god.

Thor himself, and the movie.

As for the source of the rambling, we'll have to use a sieve called "Dumpling Milk" to filter out the two candidates.

Needless to say, it is Thor himself.

Yae the fox would never say something like "I really want to eat dango milk". If she were to say something like "I really want to eat fried tofu", only Miss Kage, who is a serious sweet tooth, would be fond of dango with sweet milk, a combination of sweetness on top of sweetness.

Perhaps it was the effect of the system, or perhaps it was due to some kind of authority granted by the deity, that I had formed an invisible connection with Thor, enabling me to read parts of her thoughts remotely.

Xiao Yi was a little nervous.

If he can read shadows, then shadows might be able to read him too. That would be a bad situation, as many of his secrets would be exposed to Thor without any cover.

For example, last night in the castle tower, Xiao Yi stayed up all night reading a light novel with suggestive themes, "My Charming Girlfriend is the Thunder General"...

That's not the problem!

If Shadow can truly read himself, the plan to fake the collapse of the country will be completely ruined. Moreover, Thor might even learn the secrets of the transmigrator and the system.

Trouble.

Xiao Yi didn't know what Lei Yingdian would think when he discovered that someone had forcibly altered the puppet general's thought process through extraordinary power, but his fate was no longer in his own hands.

To consolidate his current good life, Xiao Yi decided to accomplish two things in succession.

First, confirm whether the effect of reading consciousness is interconnected. If it is not interconnected, then this function is just a tool for you to unilaterally probe Miss Ying. Not only is there no need to worry, but it is actually very useful.

Second, if communication is established, we need to find a way to significantly increase the trust value of the puppet general, so that she feels that she can be an assistant in maintaining eternity. At that time, even if Thor turns against her, the general will still step in to protect her, and she can also gain more power along the way, killing two birds with one stone.

I can't think about it any further. If Thor hears the plan, then it's all over.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the castle tower. Xiao Yi walked quickly into the castle, intending to see his adoptive father and rack his brains to win the general's favor.

But then he thought that it wouldn't be appropriate for him to go empty-handed. It would be better to bring some gifts, which would be more in line with the rules, and perhaps the puppet general would be pleased.

What should I bring?

Xiao Yi didn't know the puppet general's hobbies, only that Thor loved sweets. So, he assumed the general also loved sweets and brought some over to test the waters.

If you're unlucky enough to run into Thor, you might be able to escape this predicament.

He easily found his way to the castle tower's kitchen. Because the puppet general was abstinent, the kitchen staff were not usually on call all day.

Xiao Yi didn't plan to ask for help; he wanted to cook a meal himself and give it to his godfather as a sign of filial piety.

The kitchen at the castle tower was not only spacious, but also had a wide variety of ingredients and utensils. However, Xiao Yi didn't intend to make anything high-end; catering to their preferences was the most important thing.

It's decided, it's dumpling milk.

Since Miss Shadow is so preoccupied with this, we'll assume her doll likes it too.

Xiao Yi discovered that there were still some leftover snacks in the kitchen. They looked like mochi and daifuku at the same time. The snacks hadn't been sitting for long and were still very soft to the touch.

He cut the snack, which he couldn't tell was either mochi or daifuku, into small pieces, rolled them into balls, and the simple dumplings were done. Then he found an empty small earthenware jar and poured the dumplings in.

Next comes the preparation of sweet milk. Fresh milk is poured into a pot, followed by an exaggerated amount of sugar that would be lethal to most people. After a little stirring, the cloyingly sweet aroma rises to the sky.

Xiao Yi looked into the pot and saw that the milk had become extremely thick, as if it were sugar water with a pound of arsenic added.

Since Thor likes sweets, she would probably be even happier if the concentration were a little higher.

The milk is boiled until it barely absorbs all the sugar, but it cannot be mixed with the dumplings yet, otherwise the high temperature will ruin the shape of the dumplings or even melt them.

What you'll get then is a strange milk mixture, no different from a culinary disaster.

Once the milk had completely cooled, Xiao Yi poured it all into an earthenware jar. The milky white liquid gradually soaked the round, adorable little dumplings, making them look very appetizing.

Xiao Yi decided to give it a try.

He poured out a bowl of high-sugar milk mixed with dumplings, carefully took a sip, and sure enough, it was cloyingly sweet.

However, for those with a severe sweet tooth, this should be within an acceptable range.

Xiao Yi suddenly sensed someone enter the kitchen. He put the half-finished bowl of milk on the stove and quickly turned around to scan the kitchen entrance.

The door was closed, and there was nothing there.

Boom!!!

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed outside the window behind him. Strangely, the thunder and lightning arrived at the same time, and when Xiao Yi returned to the Heavenly Guard Pavilion, there were no dark clouds, and he could clearly see the starry sky.

The strange lightning wasn't anything special, since this was Inazuma. What made Xiao Yi's hair stand on end was that when the lightning flashed outside the window, it simultaneously illuminated two figures.

One is mine, but whose is the other?!

Xiao Yi quickly shifted his gaze from the kitchen doorway and turned around, only to find a tall woman with long purple hair standing behind him, staring at him without saying a word.

What kind of horror movie is this?!

Despite his mixed feelings, Xiao Yi said respectfully, "Godfather, I was just thinking of making you something for a late-night snack, but I didn't expect you to come to a place like this."

The woman with the purple braided hair did not respond. She reached out and picked up the half-bowl of milk from the stove, brought it to her lips, took a small sip, and then showed a slightly intoxicated expression.

"It's sweeter than the ones from roadside stalls, but it has a unique flavor that I really like."

Compared to his previous cold and indifferent tone, the general's voice was now noticeably softer.

This gentleness gave Xiao Yi a bad feeling.