Chapter 44 Oh, it turns out to be Brother Fugui
"Sir Rich, the target has been frequently spotted in various locations in Liyue Harbor recently," Felix said.
Pantalone smiled and nodded, "Very good, I understand."
"What should we do next?"
"Don't do anything. I'll do it myself."
…
Boom boom! Boom boom boom!
The sound of knocking on the wood was a bit dull, indicating that it was made of solid wood, and the rhythmic sound broke the silence.
Swish——
Ming Chong opened the sliding coffin and sat up from inside, yawning and stretching. "Hmm—sleeping at the gate of Liyue isn't bad either. This coffin was custom-made just right!"
The leader of the Thousand Rock Army, who was surrounding the scene and knocking on the coffin, spoke helplessly, "It's you again, as expected. I've been seeing you around Liyue Harbor lately. Word has spread throughout the Thousand Rock Army: a young man is taking a nap in the city with a coffin."
"Hehe, Uncle Qianyanjun, I haven't affected Liyue's image at all!" Ming Chong scratched his head, quickly came out of the coffin, and smiled innocently.
"...Actually, I'm not that much older than you, so there's no need to call me uncle..." The leader sighed. "Forget it, Chong. The General Affairs Department recently adjusted the management regulations, and they'll be announced in a few days. We in the Qianyan Army have received them and are preparing to start a trial. You..."
Ming Chong only understood it when he received the ticket. It said:
[Unless absolutely necessary, it is prohibited to use large objects to move at high speed within the city. Violators will be fined 10,000 Mora]
"Anyway, remember to go to the General Affairs Department to cancel the ticket." The leader patted Ming Chong on the shoulder and continued patrolling with the Qianyan Army.
Looking at Qianyan Army's back, Ming Chong's eyes flashed with a strange light.
Only the fine for flying coffins is 10,000 Mora?
——Oh? That's what you said~
Just when Mingchong was thinking bad things, someone walked up to him slowly.
Ming Chong took a glance and saw, oh, it was Zhiyi.
Hmm? Something's not right. Let me take another look.
——Curly knows what is easy.
!
Ming Chong was shocked, "Zhiyi, you actually have time to get your hair done?!"
?
Pantalone slowly asked, his smile somewhat stiff. "Excuse me, did you recognize the wrong person?"
“…”
——Tags: [Pearl Night Throwing] [Morning Flowers Passing]
Oh, it’s not Zhiyi.
Ming Chong looked at the second label a few more times. The flowers in the morning will die in the evening, so this is the flower that blooms at noon.
The noon flower is also called the money flower.
So, it's not Brother Bo Bing, it's Brother Fu Gui. (Nods)
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I recognized the wrong person."
"...It doesn't matter. I came here specifically to meet you, Mr. Ming Chong." Pantalone put on a soft and deceptive smile again.
"Ninth Chief of the Fatui, owner of the Northland Bank, 'The Rich', Pantalone, a pleasure to meet you."
As he spoke, he stretched out a pale, slender hand from his cloak.
Look at the hands, then look at the person, then look at the hands again.
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——Wow, it’s been a while since I met such a normal person, but I’ve forgotten how to socialize normally!
——Someone help me, I have social anxiety!!!
Bank...Rich man...Pan*@￡%■§...
Uh, what's his name?
Ming Chong quickly shook his hand and let go, "Hello Panzi! Goodbye Panzi!"
Let’s just consider it as the end of our acquaintance.
Before Pantalone could react, he reached out and grabbed it reflexively, but the person had already run far away, and only the ticket in his hand was left.
“…”
Ming Chong ran while carrying the coffin, grinning. Wow! He was quite nice. He took the ticket away with just a few words.
After that, Pantalone did the same thing every time Ming Chong emerged from the coffin, trying to talk to him. But he was always dodged, and only the ticket stuck on the outside of the coffin, which was then removed and erased, reminded him of what had happened.
Pantalone: ...
Taking this opportunity, Ming Chong tried sleeping in his coffin in various corners of Liyue Harbor to ensure his future sleeping experience in the wild.
At the same time, he also discovered that in addition to the exhaust holes, this custom model also had a small window on the internal head side. After some research, he found that it could be opened from the inside.
——Well, you can observe the outside world quietly from inside, and occasionally hide in it to eat some melons or something.
The user experience is excellent.
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"Oh - I'm so tired of sleeping lately -" The coffin refreshed in the last place, the dock, and Ming Chong sighed lazily.
This is about going to bed early, taking a nap, and going to bed late.
No matter what you do in the coffin, you will sleep in it all day no matter what position you are in.
You know, in order to conduct this sleeping test, Ming Chong even sent the dragon (Ruo Tuo) and the cutlassfish to Zhongli's place. Who wouldn't praise his diligence when seeing this?
Nothing wrong.
"Oh, it's Pan Zi! Howoldareyou (Why is it always you)?" Ming Chong greeted him naturally, then passed by dragging the coffin.
"I never thought there would be someone as hardworking as me... Not bad, not bad!"
Pantarone felt that he couldn't keep wasting time like this. He always missed the point and should get straight to the point.
So he reached out and grabbed the chain that was dragging the coffin.
"Mr. Mingchong, I have met you several times, all for an unwelcome request..."
"Since it's all a reluctant request, then--" Ming Chong tried to pull it back.
The chain didn't move.
Pantalone, already familiar with Ming Chong's various operations, immediately spoke up, "I know about what happened between you and Zhiyi. His unique [Eye of God] was given by you, am I right?"
Ming Chong realized belatedly that he had tasted something and replied vaguely, "Hmm...what's wrong?"
Quietly snap his fingers.
Pantalone took Ming Chong's hand, his smile still harmless. "Since you can keep an eye on the treasure-stealing group and tolerate people like Zhiyi, then why should I—"
What Ming Chong heard—
If you can talk nonsense with him... then why are we——
So, the correct answer at this time should be - XXX, are you crazy?!
Ming Chong shuddered involuntarily, "Uh... well, because this, this... the thing you're talking about is..."
Damn it, how presumptuous of you!
——What should I say? Should I say that we are not that familiar with each other?
—Shit! I've always been the one who bumped into others, why is it that this time, someone else is the one who bumped into me?!
——No! I have to return it, otherwise my image will be ruined!
Ming Chong's eyes gradually became firm, and he stopped secretly breaking people's fingers. He turned his head and looked Pantalone in the eyes.
[Memory], it’s decided to be you!
Speaking of which, even though Brother Fugui is a Fatui, he's still a Liyue person...
After peeking into Pantalone's memories, he was left with nothing but poverty and despair, and placed his hopes on the gods. Unfortunately, his hopes were not fulfilled...
Life is not easy, A Chong sighed.
"Since you know Zhiyi, you should also know that his [Eye of God] is of the Treasure Thieves style. So--" Ming Chong rarely became serious and briefly reviewed the situation.
"Actually, it wasn't me who set eyes on those people first. It was them and Zhiyi who chose me first." If Ajiang and the others hadn't made him the boss, he might have become a lone ranger.
Pantalone asked softly, "Have I made my choice, then?"
That's right! The complex calculation is almost hitting you in the face, which intuitive creature can't see it?
Insincerity is true, but sincerity is real.
“…” Although he didn’t like this behavior, Ming Chong felt a little sorry for him.
Even if you achieve success by the average person's standards, you are still trapped in the obsession with the past.
This is a world where supernatural forces exist.
So he gradually developed blasphemous thoughts.
If Ming Chong were to be replaced by someone from another world, then a god who doesn't manifest his power is useless. Why keep him around? He has to take the throne anyway.
The type is a bit courageous, but not much.
but--
"Although I don't like your choice very much, I actually like you very much!" Ming Chong's wrist vibrated with a force, forming an unknown flower-shaped mark in the air, which bounced off Pantalone's hand.
The next second, Ming Chong appeared ten steps away with his things. When Pantalone looked over in surprise, Ming Chong smiled and waved at him. The surroundings were silent, and all sounds were isolated except for the sound between the two of them.
"I won't give you power, but I will leave you with a choice—"
"When you're out, remember to go home!"
"Remember your home is in Liyue!"
"Pan-Fu-Gui-"
There was a moment of silence at the dock, and then all kinds of noisy and mocking sounds swarmed towards Pantalone again.
The crowd was bustling, and the other party quickly disappeared from sight, leaving only Pantalone with his head slightly lowered, looking at the hand that was shaken away. He slowly focused his attention, and a white, unnamed flower grew in his hand.
"...Who is Pan Fugui?" Inexplicable emotions surged in his heart. Holding the flower, Pantalone suddenly felt a little embarrassed at the moment because he was full of calculations.
"If it weren't for those last three words, I might have agreed."
He stood there for a long time before leaving.
Although he is a Liyue person, as an executive of the Fatui and an enemy, he has fought against Liyue for so long. Is there anyone willing to accept him as a Liyue person?
The Kingdom of Winter is not my hometown.
Liyue cannot be considered his home.
But, isn’t Liyue home?
…
At this point, Ming Chong finally remembered the poor little guy waiting for him at Wuwangpo by the Daming Lake.
Well, he will probably continue to be pitiful for a while.
"Achi, I'm going on a long journey and I don't have time to settle you down for the time being. Why don't you stay here for a while!" Ming Chong patted his head through the seal.
The Chi growled a few times in grievance, and moved closer to the seal and arched a few times.
"Oh, by the way, I'll open a small door for you so you can occasionally come out and breathe some fresh air. Even though you live in here, if my little brother needs help around here, remember to help him!"
There was no response from within the seal.
"Achi, did you hear that?"
"Ah..." Chi answered in a muffled voice.
He knew that Impas just found it troublesome and wanted to go out and play for a while... Even so, Impas did not forget to give him something to do.
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After returning from the secret palace where Wuwangyinzui was arrested, Mingchong finally felt relieved.
"...I seem to have forgotten something."
"Never mind, it's not important!"
"Huahua—I'm coming—"
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"Mr. Rich, the target hasn't left the house in three days," Felix said.
"Oh? Has he finally decided to change his excuse?" Pantalone thought that the last time was just a good start and future contacts should be more friendly.
"No, he has already gone to Xumi."
Pantalone slowly sat up straight, his narrowed eyes gradually widening.
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