I traveled through Genshin Impact, and there was a chat group.

Row.

You really don't regret it, huh?

OK OK.

Cyril steeled his resolve and sped off into the distance!

Then don't blame him for being shameless!

……

Teyvat.

Winter arrives, inside the puppet workshop.

Sandoni looked at Sivir, who was holding his coffee in both hands, taking small sips. There was a hint of joy in his eyes, but his face showed impatience.

"You idiot, you should at least have told me you were coming!"

Sandonne suddenly stopped criticizing Sylvie.

She looked at Sivir, and her eyes inexplicably softened.

This guy has been busy for so long, he's finally able to take a break recently...

Forget it.

Sandonne curled his lip and turned his head away from looking at Sylvie.

Seeing this, Rosalyn covered her mouth and chuckled.

Sivir chuckled, not caring at all.

Columbia quietly sidled up to Sivir.

Sivir chuckled and opened the chat group.

He paused, looking at the rapidly flashing chat history with a puzzled expression, but didn't look at it closely.

"Wait a minute, I'll get you some small cakes!"

"Let's eat and chat."

Sivir smiled broadly.

He couldn't wait to share what he had experienced during this time.

Sivir casually pulled a small cake from the chat group, and a foul stench immediately hit us!

That little cake seemed to transform into a biological weapon, completely destroying the entire workshop's ecosystem in the blink of an eye!

Sivir's face suddenly turned green!

Who the hell threw that rotten egg-smelling cake into the chat group?!

Columbia decisively teleported away from the workshop, and Sandone suddenly stood up and pinched her nose!

"Sylvia, are you trying to murder me?!"

"Throw it away!!!"

A portal to space was opened by Sivir, and the little cake that smelled of rotten eggs was thrown into the void in the blink of an eye!

Chapter 347 Doctor: The culprit is Sivir!

"I'm really fed up! Look at the mess you've made! My workshop smells like rotten eggs now!"

Sandonne pinched his nose with one hand and waved the other in front of his face, looking at Sivir with disdain and complaining incessantly.

The workshop's ventilation system was running at full capacity, emitting a buzzing sound like a vehicle engine, and the smell inside gradually faded.

"I didn't do it."

Sivir silently offered a defense for herself.

"After all, I'm in your workshop too. I'm not going to do something that would hurt the enemy a thousand while hurting myself ten thousand."

"what?"

Sandoni glanced at Sivir, pursed his lips, and then sat back down in his chair.

Sivir's expression was sincere, not feigned.

"If it wasn't you, then who was it? You scared Columbia away!"

Rosalyn pinched her nose and said with a smile:

"Columbia is really fast. She disappeared in a flash after you took out that little cake."

Sivir's lips twitched.

Because Columbia was closest to the little cake at the time!

The stench, like rotten eggs fermenting for dozens of days, hit Columbia like a bomb in the face. How could she not run?

Sivir suddenly looked at his hand that had just held the cake with disgust, and he couldn't help but shake it, his expression as if he wished he could have a different hand.

But after shaking it a couple of times, Sivir realized something was wrong.

Sivir raised an eyebrow and tentatively placed her hand in front of her and sniffed it.

Seeing this, Sandonne couldn't help but move further away from Sylvie.

"Eh... Sivir, if you still want to smell it, please leave my workshop!"

Rosalyn, however, looked at Sivir with great interest.

"How is it? What does it taste like?"

"It has no taste..."

Sivir murmured something, lost in thought.

Sandonne raised an eyebrow, reached out and grabbed Sivir's hand, then smelled it, just like Sivir.

"It really has no taste."

Sandoni looked at Sivir with some surprise.

Sivir stroked his chin, his thoughts wandering.

interesting.

He thought someone had specially made it to taste like this, but now it seems that's not the case.

Sivir opened the chat group, and messages were flying by in the blink of an eye, with several appearing in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the scrolling chat history, Sivir raised an eyebrow.

My favorite trash can: You beast! Who on earth put that bedbug-smelling dessert in there?!

Doctor: You beast! I got it too, it almost killed me with the spiciness!

Lu Mingfei: Luckily, I haven't eaten anything from the group chat lately...

Kiana: Haha...

Kevin: Kiana, are you... alright?

Kiana: I'm exhausted! My little cake exploded as soon as I took it out, and it's burnt everywhere!

Kiana: I'm busy cleaning up with Himeko right now. We have to get it done before Fu Hua comes back!

Inside St. Freya Academy, Kiana held a mop, looking like it was about to burn out.

The cake was small, so why did it explode and make a mess all over the villa?!

Himeko, on the other hand, was quite motivated.

Fortunately, she didn't get the weird-tasting cake, otherwise St. Freya might have been wiped out by Kiana.

Star Iron World.

The group hid inside the party carriage, the door to the observation carriage was tightly shut, and not a single crack could be seen.

There's still that little cake in the observation car, and it's emitting its aroma like a biological bomb!

Pam looked exhausted and was completely limp.

“If you want to eat this strange-tasting stuff, you can’t eat it outside the train.”

Now we can't even get into the observation cabin!

"I've been scammed!"

Xing scratched her hair, her expression slightly broken.

Seeing Xing's frantic state, March 7th chuckled helplessly.

"Danheng, Danheng, all-powerful Master Danheng, can you think of a way to get rid of that thing?!"

Danheng simply stared silently at March 7th.

On March 7th, his eyes sparkled, his hands clasped together, and his gaze pleading.

"Ugh."

Dan Heng skillfully held his breath and walked towards the observation car under the gaze of March 7, who looked at him as if he were a hero!

Walter followed him.

"It still comes down to the all-powerful Master Danheng and the reliable Uncle Yang!"

As the carriage doors closed, March 7th gave a thumbs-up to the two figures behind her. She turned around and saw Xing's flushed face, looking angrily into the air.

March 7th is just a casual remark.

They're in contact with Sivir and the others again.

In the chat group.

The doctor is setting the pace.

PhD: It seems there's only one person in our group who can do such a beastly thing so quietly!

Lu Mingfei: Huh? One...alone?