Man in Xumi: I can copy the authority of the seven gods

Raising his head slightly, the wind god, who had enjoyed a little too much freedom, stretched lazily in the cage as if nothing had happened.

He slowly turned his head to look outside the cage, at the black-haired boy he had been waiting for for a long time, who appeared silently behind him.

Chapter 172: The Drunkard Who Tried to Put the Bill on the Emperor

The woodcutting valley, the camp of the treasure-stealing group.

After dinner, the members of the treasure-hunting group gathered around the campfire to chat.

Now they are scattered all over the ground.

These burly former miners haven't had a good night's sleep for a long time because of the heavy pressure brought by being laid off.

However, at this moment, judging from their happy expressions, the sleep quality of these middle-aged men is probably comparable to that of the eight or nine-year-old children in their families.

And this is naturally the masterpiece of someone's dream authority.

Lin Feng had actually arrived a long time ago.

With his speed, the moment he noticed Wendy's figure,

You can then kill everyone in the camp and have a talk with the God of Wind who is most likely ambushing you on purpose.

But here’s the thing…Wendy is in a cage.

Although this guy doesn't look like a god at all in the plot,

But no matter whether it was intentional or not, the thought that the dignified God of Thousand Winds could actually be captured by the treasure-stealing group and locked in a cage, and looked so happy and unwilling to leave, still refreshed Lin Feng's understanding of the lower limit of the demon god species.

There's no rush anyway.

It was a rare sight to see the God of Wind, one of the Seven Rulings, being captured by the treasure-stealing group. Lin Feng simply took out the high-definition camera from his storage space, and while they were eating, he took a lot of "Supreme Collector's Edition Defeat CG" for this lazy Mondstadt wine drinker.

In the process, he naturally understood the origins of these treasure-stealing groups from the conversation.

Having experienced the baptism of the information age, he naturally knows how much pressure middle-aged laid-off workers will face in their lives.

Seeing that these laid-off workers still maintained their past kindness even after joining a treasure-stealing group, although Lin Feng did not intend to just turn a blind eye to them, he still slightly adjusted his original methods and chose the gentler power of dreams.

Outside the wooden cage, next to the treasure-hunting group's campfire.

The bard dressed in green sat carefree on a stone next to the fire, looking expectantly at the various ingredients skewered on the fire.

After taking a sip of the fruit wine handed over by Lin Feng,

The eyes of this shameless and outgoing god lit up, as if he had discovered a rare treasure. He immediately put on a pitiful look on the spot, and the words "please feed me" were almost written on his face.

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Lin Feng, who is a god after all, was speechless after seeing this strange creature among the demons due to Wendy's performance.

After sorting out his thoughts, he handed a few of the grilled skewers in front of him to Wendy,

There was no need to conduct any boring tests. The gods could confirm each other's identities simply by relying on their authority and power.

He looked at the bard beside him who looked very satisfied, and said directly:

"Although the meeting scene you chose is indeed somewhat 'unconventional', it is a little different from the formal visit I expected."

Lin Feng paused.

"But judging from the incomparably pure aura of wind element coming from you, you should be the old friend that Grandpa once mentioned to me—the Thousand Wind God of Mondstadt, right?"

"I just don't know why you, as one of the Seven Consuls, left Mondstadt and came here to see me?"

He looked at Wendy.

I am somewhat curious about the motives of the God of Wind, who seems to be doing nothing but actually cares a lot about Mondstadt and rarely leaves the Mondstadt area.

"Eh? God of the Wind? Me?"

"Didn't you just rescue me from a cage? No matter how you look at it, I'm just an ordinary bard, right?"

Wendy, who was eating skewers, looked around and finally pointed at herself with an expression that said, "I don't know what you are talking about."

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Lin Feng remained silent and just looked at him quietly.

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Facing the boy's death stare, Wendy blinked twice, trying to get away with it.

After discovering that this trick didn't work on the god in front of him, he sighed with regret and said:

".Okay, okay, I admit it."

"Grandpa is really not nice. We have known each other for such a long time, but he didn't even help me keep it a secret."

The teenage bard did not learn from the lessons of his previous experiences, and complained about the Rock God who had forgotten his old love and had a new one.

"Ahem, let me introduce myself again. As you know, I am the ruler of Mondstadt, the god of breeze and hope - Wendy."

"But I'm not as diligent as the old man. I haven't appeared in front of the Mond people for a long, long time, so now I'm very weak-very weak~"

After admitting her identity, Wendy, with a train of thought that was incomprehensible to others, proudly stated the fact that she was currently very weak.

After seeing the doubt written on the face of the boy in front of him,

As if to enhance the credibility of his words, he continued:

"Hey, I know this is hard to believe, but I'm not kidding you!"

"You see, Mondstadt is a free country, and I haven't been managing it for thousands of years."

"Unlike you powerful gods, I am weak and have not had any faith for so many years. It is reasonable that I would be caught by the treasure-stealing group when I was not paying attention, right?"

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Lin Feng was silent again.

He looked at Wendy who had a harmless expression in front of him, and finally chose not to discuss with him how outrageous it was that the demon was trapped in a cage. He decided to just take this thing seriously for the time being.

".Okay, let's not talk about why you are in the cage then."

"Now that the geological transformation of Xumi has been completed, you should have seen the specific situation clearly. I wonder what your next plan is?"

Anyway, even if Wendy didn't say it, Lin Feng knew that he was probably like the old man. Because he had caused too much noise recently, he couldn't sit still in Mond and came here for a field investigation.

Moreover, when it comes to intelligence detection capabilities, this very unreliable God of Wind in front of him is actually among the best among all the rulers.

So he would meet me directly and communicate with me in this way. Most likely, he understood my previous style of doing things, so he was sure that even if his true nature was revealed, he would not be beaten away as soon as they met.

"Plan? Let me think about it."

After hearing Lin Feng's question, Wendy thought about it seriously, and finally her eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands, thinking of a brilliant idea:

"Got it! Now that we're already in Liyue, let's go see the old man!"

"Recently, the rewards from Mondstadt are much less than before. I can barely afford cider."

"The old man is the God of Wealth and he used to be the richest among us. It shouldn't be a big deal if I put a few bills on him, right? I might as well just go to his place and eat and drink for free!"

Wendy's eyes lit up, and she obviously thought that she had come up with a brilliant idea.

Lin Feng, who knew Zhongli's current situation best, was shocked by Wendy's bizarre train of thought when he heard that someone was planning to hold him responsible.

"Ahem, you said that in the past, the old man was very rich? Is that true?"

Lin Feng remembered that even though Zhongli still possessed the Heart of God, he still liked to keep accounts everywhere like in the plot. For a moment, he couldn't even imagine him spending money like water with his Mora.

"Hmm? The old man can build Mora himself, so how can he not be rich? Whenever we came to Liyue, it was the old man who treated us all!"

"Maybe while I'm eating and drinking for free, I can also borrow a large sum of Mora from the old man, hehe~"

Wendy grinned, becoming more and more proud of her "wise" decision.

Although the wind in Teyvat has average ability to detect gods, Venti has not obtained any information about the God of Rock for a long time.

But knowing the other person's cold-hearted nature, he felt that as long as he played a pitiful role, he would probably be able to borrow some Mora from the old man to exchange for wine.

"Well, you can give it a try, but I can't tell you the specific results."

Lin Feng looked at Wendy in front of him with a sympathetic expression. He could already foresee the scene where he said to put the bill on Zhongli and then be kicked out of the store.

The next morning.

Because Wendy insisted that Lin Feng was his savior, and if he left before repaying his debt of gratitude, it would go against his noble character as a "bard".

Moreover, Wendy, who was determined to go to the Emperor's house to eat and drink for free, also hoped that Lin Feng would take him to meet the old man now.

After a few visits, Lin Feng, who was not in a hurry to begin with, thought that there was a scholar from Xumi in the camp, so he decided to stay in the treasure-stealing group's camp for one night.

But just when Lin Feng was about to hand over these treasure-stealing groups to the patrolling Qianyan Army, Wendy, who had been sleeping quietly on the straw pile, ran over and grabbed his hand, staring at the boy in front of him with her gem-like eyes, and made a request to him:

"Hey, wait, wait, brother, how are you going to arrange these treasure-stealing groups?"

"If possible, can you let me handle these people?"

"Hmm? That's fine, but do you have any better way than handing them over to the Thousand Rocks Army?"

Knowing that these people had just joined the group and had not done anything wrong, Lin Feng originally only planned to explain the situation and hand them over to the nearby Qianyan Army.

As a recognized low-threat illegal organization, the treasure-stealing gang will not receive any serious punishment if you have just joined.

"Oh, if we hand him over to the Qianyan Army, that would be too serious. That uncle gave me a lot of good wine. If he is captured by the Qianyan Army, then after the mine is restored, I may not be able to work there again."

"After all, they have been eating and drinking for free for so many days, so we should give them a chance to 'make amends for their crimes'."

Wendy smiled mysteriously, took out a list from her arms, and took the follow-up procedures of these treasure-stealing groups from Lin Feng's hands.

On the east side of the Layered Rock Abyss, on a small road in the suburb of Lisha.

Lin Feng and Wendy walked side by side.

Compared to vehicles, even without using power, the gods' travel speed is much faster than those of ordinary convoys.

Thus, in this wilderness covered with weeds, there appeared two young men of similar stature walking together on the path.

Recalling Wendy's previous actions, Lin Feng had a better understanding of the character of the God of Wind, so he asked:

"So, you wrote down all the members of the treasure-stealing gang that kidnapped you and Gazari and gave them a list? And then you persuaded them to surrender?"

"Hehe, after all, it wasn't the uncle and his gang who kidnapped me and that young man. Even if there is any punishment, it should be those who stole my harp!"

"Besides, in this way, not only will the uncle and his men be exempted from punishment, but their lives will also be a little better for a while. Next time I go to his house, maybe I can even have a few bowls of wine."

As if he was thinking of something happy, a bright smile appeared on the bard's face.

"...This is indeed a good idea. Not only were the kidnapping treasure-stealing gangs punished, but thanks to you, the research funds that were stolen from Gazari also seem to have been recovered. I guess they are verifying his identity information at the Qianyan Army's base now."

Lin Feng thought of how Wendy, who was penniless but gave up the bounty to buy wine, and instead, because of his free food and drinks these days and his earnest persuasion to the treasure-hunting groups since early in the morning, he had a better impression of this God of Wind who played games in the world.

"Hehe, although I like to drink, my memory is not bad at all. It's a pity that I couldn't find my harp in the end. It turns out that I can't be lazy. Next time I will study a deformable glass ball."

Wendy recalled that he had given up adding a transformation function to the glass ball disguised as the Eye of God because it was too troublesome, and ended up losing his beloved xylophone. He decided to research a "Eye of God" that could transform into a xylophone as soon as he returned this time.

"I think you, my benefactor, gave something to that scholar from the Order House before you left, right?"

"As far as I can remember, the old man seemed to have mentioned this thing to me. It seemed to be called something like 'The Record of No Taboos'?"

Thinking of leaving, Lin Feng seemed to slap a piece of yellow talisman paper on the scholar named "Ghazali" when the scholar thanked him. Wendy was also a little curious about why the young man next to him did this.

"Haha, even though you've lost your power, your vision is still pretty good, isn't it?"

Lin Feng glanced at Wendy beside him and brought up his lie about "losing all strength" again.

As the God of Wind beside him sneered, he still told the reason why he did this:

"That is indeed a scroll with no taboos. The old man bought it back from a second-hand stall. Since I paid for it, he just gave it to me."

"——That scholar came to Liyue to visit the immortals because of one of my policies. Since he was willing to leave his hometown and come here, isn't it only natural that I give this citizen who believes in me a chance to see the immortals, just like you give back to those treasure-stealing groups?"

As Lin Feng's words fell.

On the small road in the suburbs of Lisha, the two gods, who both valued mortals very much and were willing to provide them with personal help, looked at each other, and they had a rare feeling of finding a confidant.

Chapter 173 Zhongli and Ganyu's Xumi Investigation