Chapter 129: Return to the Silent Courtyard (Update 1.14)
——Is there no one whose research is more authoritative than mine?
Murtada repeated Ming Chong's words in his mind, and at the same time, an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
Wait, no way?
What tricks does this guy want to pull again?
According to Murtada's accumulated experience in parenting, the only thing more difficult to deal with than a naughty child is a naughty child with ability. Furthermore, the positive correlation between a naughty child's difficulty and his ability is precisely his ability.
There is no doubt that Ming Chong can be called the ceiling of the world of naughty children.
If a kind-hearted person were to spend a huge amount of money to sponsor the "1st Children's King Competition in Teyvat Continent", the winner would definitely be a contestant from Liyue who was admitted to the competition as an exception.
As for the player's name, Murtada was happy and generous to give him a nickname, let's call him "Ming Chong".
He is simply the uncrowned king!
Leaving Murtada's rich imagination behind and returning to reality, he shuddered, his brain working at the fastest speed he could in his entire life.
——He must be stopped!
"No, no, that's not necessary. Uh... Hehe, based on my understanding of you, Chong, it must be a big event worthy of your intervention!"
Murtada smiled awkwardly and stammered in flattery.
It was really hard for him, a man who had always been simple-minded, to say such things.
But as soon as he thought about stopping this thing, he felt that it was all worth it.
"You, you know me. I'm a shy person. Doing something grand in a place like this, well! I'm likely to be seen by someone passing by..."
"Just, for example..." Murtada's eyes turned, and he suddenly noticed a limping person walking on the road below, not far from the ruins of what he didn't know was the "Garden of Silence".
Still a desert person.
Putting aside the current reality, if Murtada had seen this picture at any other time, he would have admired this disabled but determined desert man walking alone in the desert.
...It's a pity that he can't let go now.
Of course, Murtada was still happy to see this desert man now, and he almost cried with tears of joy.
He quickly pointed in that direction, his voice passionate, "There's a man over there! According to this direction, he might have seen Ming attacking you. And he's a cripple. As a... disabled person, he can still walk alone in the desert with all his strength. It shows that he is a fanatical follower of the Red King..."
Murtada mumbled a series of words.
"Oh, that's not a problem!" Ming Chong waved his hand, with a strange excitement and pride in his tone.
Just as he was about to tell Sameer to bring that person over, Sameer quietly crossed his arms and said, "I have an impression of this person. He is from the [Legacy of the God-King]."
"The Legacy of the God-King?" Murtada's heart skipped a beat, and he involuntarily retracted his fingers. "It's that notorious and evil Sand People organization [Legacy of the God-King]—"
He quickly covered his mouth and thought to himself that Ming Chong might get even more excited.
Sure enough, Murtada saw Ming Chong's eyes getting brighter and brighter out of the corner of his eye.
"No, that's not the case," Samel denied calmly. "I remember him because he made a decision similar to Gabriel, and he was a subject of the Red King."
"But he's a smart man and knows that people like us can't live a peaceful life."
Similar to Gabriel?
Murtada was stunned, and a few scattered and chaotic fragments flashed through his mind.
——What kind of person is Gabriel?
Thinking of the lively and cheerful little Jade, Murtada had the answer in his mind.
"He... I mean the man over there, Mr. Samel, do you know his name?" Murtada asked tentatively after hesitation.
There was no way. Apart from a few people in the team who had spent a long time together, Murtada was really not very familiar with Samel. After all, the other party left halfway through the journey.
"Kusela," Samel replied casually, "the leader of the Akhmar's Beard."
Hmm… Murtada paused for a moment.
Ming Chong's eyes gradually became sharper. "Wow, what a unique name for a mercenary group."
"Notorious, doing all kinds of evil..." The words Ming Chong muttered made Murtada feel even more uneasy.
"Hehehe, you're someone similar to Gabriel, right? Let me help you get your life back on track! Hiahiahiahia!!!"
There was a strange glint in his eyes.
"Samel, I want to raise him...ah, no, I just said something wrong." Ming Chong said with a few spitting sounds, then cleared his throat again, "Bring him here!"
“…” Murtada looked as if he had swallowed a fly.
Did you say it?
Did you really just say that?!
You said you wanted to raise him!!!
Ming, Chong!
Even if he was just shouting in his heart, Murtada couldn't help but grit his teeth.
Don't think I can pretend I didn't hear you just because you urgently withdrew. You did say you wanted to support that lame old man, right?!
Is this something that can be raised?
Do you think he is the Grass God? ! ! !
...Oh, no, I withdraw the latter sentence.
Murtada immediately regained his composure. He almost had some treasonous thoughts. He really shouldn't have done that.
There is an old saying in Liyue, "He who keeps company with vermilion becomes vermilion, and he who keeps company with ink becomes black." It seems that I have been with Ming Chong for too long, right?
It was not until Sameer left silently that Murtata came to his senses.
He slowly typed a question mark. Wait, is this guy Samel really leaving to catch a Kusela for Ming Chong to raise?
At this time, a large group of yaks and pack animals were running on the grassland that was born from Murtada's mind.
...That's not right.
"I remember Sameer was captured and taken to the Temple of Silence. And according to Gabriel and the leader of the Temple of Silence, it seems they were worried about the relic of the God-King..."
Murtada looked at Kusela, who had a blank expression on his face and was being dragged by the collar, leaving a long trail on the sand, and at Samel, who looked natural, as if he was not doing the kind of thing Murtada had just heard.
Ming Chong put on an unfathomable expression. "I am the reincarnation of Red King Amon. In my previous life, I was cursed to death because my admirer colluded with my friend. I will never repeat the same mistake in this life. V-sign me 50 Mora and listen to my revenge plan!"
As if shocked by these remarks, Kusela took a while to find his voice.
He laughed, a deep and hearty laugh. "Ah, sorry, little brother, you're really interesting. You're from Liyue, right? Judging from your age, you're about the same age as my daughter. Her name is Dishiya, and she's currently a mercenary in Xumi."
"Alas, it's a pity that I have things to do right now, otherwise I could play with you. My daughter has been disliked by me for a long time now, playing this kind of orthodox hero game..."
For some reason, Kusela started talking a lot as soon as he opened his mouth.
Murtada noticed something wrong. He glanced at Sameer who was silent beside him. Obviously, he also noticed it.
A lame man walks alone in a desert with few people. If you talk to him, you can hear him chattering about various fragments of life, some big and some small. In short, it seems that he wants to tell you all his past experiences in one breath...
This is not common in the desert where people gather in groups of three or two. There are only a few sporadic possibilities of being left alone.
But... he looked at Ming Chong who was listening carefully to Kusela's chatter, and this guy didn't seem to notice anything.
After hearing this, Ming Chong still held his head high and acted arrogantly. "Name your price. What conditions would you be willing to work for me?"
Well, of course, in his own mind, this might be the domineering CEO, right? And Ming Chong was quite proud of himself for being able to show this appearance.
After all, he still has a special trick that he hasn't used yet!
For example: a crooked smile.
Oh, no, that's the wrong channel. That's the Dragon King's set. If it's put here, it should be an evil smile.
Kusela smiled and shook his head, not wanting to say more.
He said kindly, "Little brother, it's a rare blessing to meet someone who can listen to me talk so much at this time... Unfortunately, I'm in a hurry to get on my way——"
With that, Kusayla signaled with his eyes that it was time for him to go.
However, standing before him was a person who was completely unable to read the air, let alone the eyes.
Ming Chong turned his head slowly, and the other two people around him, Kusela and Murtada, also followed his gaze.
"I've had several encounters with the people from the Legacy of the God-King recently, and there's news that they hold large gatherings every once in a while." Samel stated the facts concisely.
After hearing this, Murtada felt that this guy who "aided the evil" had become more reliable.
"Judging from the time, they might have noticed something from our tribe's traces. Their next gathering will probably be in a few days."
Ming Chong suddenly realized, "So it's a meeting of scumbags!"
Murtada couldn't help but cover his face, not daring to look at Kusela's expression.
Kusela, one of the scum, did not change his smile. Apparently, he thought the same.
Please forgive him for his harsh words, it is really... Even though Ming Chong can accept most people, even his sister An Su, Rhinedot, Dotole and the like.
But his attitude towards those who are ignorant and stubborn in inflicting violence on others is the same as his attitude towards those guys in the White Night Kingdom who let the "Sons of the Sun" perform sacrifices.
Ming Chong has only one opinion -
Let all these people go mining!
He was already showing mercy by not crushing Dotore to death after a disagreement like he did to him.
When dealing with such people, there is a saying that we should teach them to love and educate them.
Unfortunately, Ming Chong doesn't have the leisure time for that. He just wants to live his life happily, often being lazy and occasionally causing trouble.
So Ming Chong found an excuse for his lazy attitude towards those people.
——“Barbarians cannot be taught etiquette.”
For these people, giving in or trying to educate them is a weak approach, and they will only become more aggressive.
Hundreds of years ago, Ming Chong was fed up with watching them split into 99 scattered tribes quarreling with each other.
Suppression, accommodation and rule are what the Red King should do.
Ming Chong twisted his wrist, making a crackling sound. He laughed, "Now that we know it's just a meeting of scumbags, it's easier to deal with."
"Kusela, you can wait until I finish what I'm doing."
Murtada felt dizzy for a moment. Wait, they'd already come face to face with the [Relic of the God-King]. Could it be that this guy was still thinking about that incident?!
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