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

Lin Feng, who was reviewing documents and had just rejected an unreliable research topic, found that a 500-year-old white-haired loli had quietly appeared in front of his desk.

After feeling the other person's gaze, he stopped his work quickly.

Lin Feng let out a long sigh, stood up from his seat, stretched, and came in front of the little grass god.

It has been a while since the desert trip. For some reason, he, who originally hated overtime, has turned into a workaholic during this period.

Not only were all the vacant positions in the Council of the Church filled, but a series of encouraging policies were also issued to improve people's livelihood and adjust research directions.

——But even though he has not been seen in public for a long time due to his civilian work, the outside world is still puzzled by the addition of a title that is completely inconsistent with his image.

Thinking of this, he looked at the little grass god in front of him and asked:

"Nashida, you are not the one who spread the rumors in Xumi City recently, are you?"

"How come I, a powerless civilian, got the title of 'God of Authority' for no reason?"

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Speechless at the young man's words "weak as a kite", Nashida was silent for a moment before shaking her head and saying:

"I didn't spread this. Don't you think about what you did some time ago?"

"Pack up the entire Red King's ruins and bring them back to the Order? Besides you, no one else would have such an idea, right?"

Recalling the appearance of those "transport vehicles" that were as big as small hills returning to Xumi some time ago, Nashida felt sympathy for the staff who were responsible for taking over.

Combining some of the comments he had seen in the void before, Xiaocao Shen gave his own speculation:

"——It's probably because you captured more than two-thirds of the criminal mercenaries in the desert and brought them all back to the Disciplinary Officer's office in one go."

"And during the subsequent interrogation process, the remaining few fish that slipped through the net were all dealt with."

"This attitude of purging all dissenters makes them think of 'authority' as the opposite of 'wisdom', right?"

"After all, the public has been discussing the title of 'First Sage' for a long time, and it is probably what they would like to see settled in the near future."

After hearing Nashida's explanation, Lin Feng roughly understood the whole story.

He was quite satisfied with the title, and felt fortunate that it was not Paimon who named it, otherwise he might have to issue a notice to prohibit the spread of negative remarks.

After chatting casually in the office, Lin Feng was pulled out by Nashida for a walk.

Because the Institute of Religious Affairs has completely resumed normal operations, and the research direction of the institute has gradually begun to shift towards people's livelihood and practical areas under the influence of encouraging policies.

Today, there are many more scholars from the Faithful Academy testing their research results on the streets.

From the Teyvat version of the "dehumidifier" and "dryer" developed to adapt to the rainforest climate, to the "food storage box" that can preserve food by relying on the free elemental energy in the air.

Although most of them are still in the experimental stage, they cannot be mass-produced at low cost, and the energy aspect is still to be discussed.

But compared to the previous five hundred years, there had been no changes in the House of Decrees.

Lin Feng felt that at least with his takeover and transformation of the Church Order Institute, everything was developing slowly and steadily in a good direction.

While taking a walk, he also explained to Nashida many of the tasks he had been handling during this period, ensuring that even in his absence, the little grass god would be able to take over without any sense of unfamiliarity.

But just when he was talking about what to do with the remaining Fatui in the country.

Nashida, who had been listening attentively, raised her delicate little face and interrupted without warning:

"--During this period of time, you have been dealing with various tasks in Xumi, and even reviewing documents after get off work."

"I remember you said that you hate working overtime the most."

"Your behavior reminds me of a red eagle that prepares food in its nest before going out hunting."

Having said this, the Little Grass God paused and looked at the young man beside him with his clear green eyes:

"Although I had a premonition of this day, I have no intention of interfering with your journey."

"——But I still hope to get a formal answer from you at least."

Nashida looked into the eyes of the helpless boy beside her, and asked her own question as if she was discussing what dessert to eat next:

"Lin Feng, the 'First Sage' of Xumi, the one who allowed me to return to the throne of God."

"Are you ready to leave?"

Chapter 120 Reasons for Separation and Agreement

On the streets at dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun casts a warm golden glow, shining on the bright trees on both sides.

The mottled shadows of the trees seemed to be weaving an eternal picture for the pair of gods walking side by side.

Nashida's question blended into the gentle evening breeze. Although there was no hint of questioning in it, Lin Feng found it difficult to answer.

The two walked side by side on the bluestone path. The stone bricks under their feet glowed softly in the sunlight and made a slight "clicking" sound.

After thinking for a moment, he finally said:

"Yes, whether it is to find out my own origins or to gain the power to protect what I cherish in any change."

"——In my opinion, temporary separation is necessary."

Whether it's the false sky covering the sky above Teyvat, the Queen of Winter who is leading the Fatui and planning something, or the natural law which is in a very poor state and no longer able to rule the world.

All of this reveals a solemn feeling of impending storm.

The strange abyss that seemed to have its own consciousness, and the worldview of the original god before the time travel that was still shrouded in layers of fog, made Lin Feng feel an inexplicable urgency.

——After all, judging from the plot of Teyvat, everything Tianli does may be to ensure the survival of this world itself. There is a high probability that there will be some unimaginable powerful enemies outside the visible range of the players.

Although there is a small thing around him that can directly destroy Teyvat, there is no need to worry about risks in the conventional sense.

But if it only has pure destructive power, then when you need to protect something, you may face some painful choices.

Not wanting to cause any regrets later, Lin Feng planned to at least figure out the source of his uniqueness and have a more thorough understanding of the rules for increasing his strength.

——Continuing to gain more authority and raising the level of the panel would obviously be a good choice in the current situation.

Recalling everything that happened after he landed in the rain forest, Lin Feng leaned forward slightly and gently placed his hand on Nashida's shoulder. After the little grass god tilted his head in confusion, he continued:

"Although from a rational point of view, a short separation is inevitable"

He paused.

"--but"

"——No one has stipulated that I can't come back to see you regularly, right?"

They are all gods, it's just a distance, how could there be any problem?

If you really want to be extreme, it doesn't matter if you go out for a stroll during the day and go back to Xumi to sleep at night.

In Lin Feng's opinion, a traveler who can obviously use the ground anchor point but often disappears for several months is the outrageous one, right?

The roadside stalls exude an enticing aroma, with the fragrance of Thousand Layer Crisp intertwined with the sweetness of date palm honey, attracting passers-by.

Lin Feng stopped and bought some freshly baked desserts, handing them to Nashida who couldn't help but steal a glance at him.

"Speaking of which, the lotus crisps and almond tofu from Liyue should be quite to your taste. But I'm not sure if you would like the golden shrimp balls."

"I'll take you there when I have the chance. You can try it yourself."

Although he is not used to seafood, Xiao Caoshen can still eat normal meat. I think the golden shrimp balls with a sweet taste should be within his acceptable range.

Lin Feng planned to take Nashida, who stayed in Jingshan Palace all day, to Liyue for a visit at some point in the future.

As for the safety issue on Xumi's side.

——At worst, I can just buy a bunch of food and let Xiaobai eat it slowly in Jingshan Palace.

"Click——"

Nashida took a bite of the puff pastry and was filled with happiness at the taste.

"Although I'm glad you can come back to see me often, but isn't it too much trouble for you to come back only once a month?"

"I had no intention of stopping you from traveling from the beginning."

"After all, you are like a dandelion seed. Only by flying around can you find the most suitable environment. If you are tied to the same place, it will affect your normal growth."

As we continued walking, the lights on both sides of the street gradually lit up, and the warm lights quietly illuminated the path before night fell.

Nashida didn't expect that just by asking casually, she would get the promise from the boy to come back once a month.

In fact, from the perspective of God, there is no obvious difference between a few days, months, or even years.

After all, they have a very long time, and it would be a bit strange to stay in one place.

But since the other party is willing to come back more often, there is nothing wrong with that, and she does not intend to point it out.

In such an atmosphere, even if Lin Feng was slow-witted, he could still sense the hint of joy in the little grass god's emotions.

——It’s like the feeling of winning an unexpected prize when buying something.

Oh no, I wouldn’t have been tricked into using my ultimate skill with a basic attack, right?

Because of his appearance, he always tends to overlook that the person in front of him is actually a thousand-year-old loli who has lived longer than his two lifetimes combined. He silently reflects on this in his heart.

"In fact, Xumi is the first country I have come into contact with, and I am already very satisfied with it."

"Whether it's the statues in the shops, the houses beside us, or the countless ties that connect me."

"Everything reminds me that this is a country that is closely related to me and belongs to me."

He paused.

"——And since you have selflessly shared everything you have and created this situation for me, I also hope to provide you with an opportunity to temporarily break away from the constraints of responsibility and freely observe this diverse world like a bird."

In the quiet environment, Lin Feng's words fell, and his plain tone contained seriousness that was beyond words.

Nashida had no idea where the young man's inexplicable kindness from the very beginning came from.

But the God of Wisdom does not necessarily need to figure out everything.

She just raised her head and said with a hint of expectation:

"Okay, then I'll wait for that day to come."

“Lotus cake, almond tofu.”

"Next time you come to see me, bring these gifts with you. I will also carefully prepare gifts for you in return."

The little grass god smiled and sat down with Lin Feng on a bench on the street.

Changing the subject, she continued:

"——As for now, let's continue with the work you are going to hand over to me. During your absence, I will work hard on your part as well."

"If it's been too long, don't be scared by the changes in Xumi when you come back~"

——After all, I am no longer sad because of the identity of the moon.

In the fairy tale, the sun that accompanies the moon is now right beside me.

Chapter 121: Zhidong is scared?

In winter, executive officers meeting.

After this long-awaited gathering ended, a young man with long black hair and a constant smile called out to "Doctor" who was about to leave.

"Dottore, the advance team that was sent to Xumi with you has lost contact recently."

"The so-called 'contract' you brought back was also arbitrarily rejected by the two newly appointed gods."

"So many of our 'compatriots' have not played their due value, and have just suffered losses in a foreign country. I wonder what you think about this?"

The man's tone was extremely gentle, like that of old friends reminiscing about the past. He seemed to be merely expressing concern for the other party's recent situation, without any hint of "questioning" in his voice.

"Pantaronne, I don't remember you being such an empathetic person. Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask, otherwise you will suddenly become annoying."

The masked Dotore stopped and responded coldly, obviously not wanting to delve further into the issue.

As if he had thought of something, he continued: