Based on the location of the last box, the small boat sailed smoothly towards the location. After drinking for a while, Wendy went to fight in the Tower of Trials. Zhongli was still drinking tea, Fanan was looking out from the boat, and the Seeker was sleeping on the roof.
The live stream room fell silent for a moment, and even the chat became quieter.
The sea was calm and there was nothing there. Jinsha seemed to have grown a bit, now about half the size of a boat, but the view ahead was still unremarkable.
There are hardly any players yet, but their names can be seen on the Tower of Trials leaderboard.
Some players who were previously visible on the leaderboards have disappeared from the list. Venti reasonably guesses that they have probably fallen from grace, and the Tower of Trials has removed their names.
After completing the Tower of Trials, Venti's panel popped up, displaying only one task: Find the boss behind this national destiny.
The mastermind behind this national crisis? Wendy pondered. It wasn't hard to guess; the most likely candidate was the administrator.
Although he claims to be an administrator, there is still the possibility that he is pretending to be weak while actually being strong.
Moreover, he and the Tracers are the biggest bug in this national destiny, and he will not sit idly by. Take the souls of this calamity as an example. He and Zhongli directly faced a god-level opponent. Although he cheated, the fact that he and Zhongli were able to leave together shows that this opponent was indeed extraordinary.
If the fate of the nation truly rests on the shoulders of many god-like figures, then he will need to unite with other powerful individuals.
After all, no country wants to live under the control of others.
Wendy rolled over on the large bed in the room, yawned, slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
Having Xiao in charge was indeed reassuring; at least Wendy slept for a long time, only opening his eyes groggily after Xiao woke him up. He stretched, exhaled, and while Xiao wasn't looking, kissed him on the cheek, then left with a soft "Hehe" and vanished like the wind.
Xiao stood there stunned for a long time, his face suddenly turning red. The wind element belonging to Venti still lingered around him, and Xiao stood there motionless, surrounded by the breeze.
"Xiao? Hiss, this smell of alcohol." Seeing that Xiao hadn't come out for a while, Zhongli opened the door. However, the thick wind element in the air made Zhongli frown subconsciously. Seeing Xiao's red face, the black-tasseled spear in his hand suddenly didn't smell so good anymore.
"Did that drunken poet bully you?" Zhongli lowered his eyes, a rock spear materializing in his hand. Xiao suddenly snapped back to reality, shook his head, and quickly denied it, saying, "No, Mr. Zhongli, Wendy, Wendy didn't bully me." However, the blush on Xiao's face and his slightly awkward expression betrayed his reaction. Zhongli walked up to Xiao and handed him the black-tasseled spear. Xiao subconsciously handed over He Puyuan, and then...
"Grandpa, what's gotten into you again?! I didn't bully Xiao!"
"The heavens move and all things are in motion."
"I was wrong, I was wrong, old man! Oh, no, Lord Zhongli! Put down your weapon, let's talk this out, okay? I'll give you some fine aged wine in exchange for you not hitting me, okay? Okay? Okay!"
"The principles of Heaven will prevail."
"Aaaaaah, help! Someone is abusing the bard!"
On the sea, chaos erupted as Zhongli, stepping on the rocky ridge, continuously unleashed his Heavenly Stars. Wendy frantically dodged and weaved on the surface, but it seemed Zhongli's Heavenly Stars were never enough, creating a flat surface on the sea.
The Pursuer merely glanced at it indifferently before turning his head back. He disdained such a struggle, but the sound of the falling star and Wendy's screams were truly irritating. Even with his ears covered, he could still hear them. The Pursuer jumped down and mocked Wendy, "What use are you? Why not just smash him and quiet things down? Ha, you really are a drunkard, you can't even solve such a simple problem."
"People will die! You try experiencing it for yourself if you dare!" Wendy felt a pang of sadness seeing the Pursuer still speaking so rudely. What happened to the harmonious relationship between the wind-elemental boys? Why is it all sarcastic and mocking from the Pursuer's perspective?
Waaaaah, this is so heartbreaking.
The Tracer scoffed, walked into the cabin, pulled Xiao out, and shoved him in the back, saying, "Quickly explain to your Lord Zhongli, their bickering is giving me a headache." "Disrespectful to the Immortal Master." Xiao was about to get angry, but seeing Wendy awkwardly dodging Zhongli's Heavenly Star, he tugged at Zhongli's sleeve.
"Hmm?" Zhongli's expression softened slightly when he saw that it was Xiao. After Xiao explained the whole story, for some reason, Xiao felt that Lord Zhongli's face seemed to have darkened a bit.
"Hmph..." Zhongli let out a vague hum and then stopped. The disheveled Wendy was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. As soon as he landed, he felt himself being imprisoned by the rock element.
Under Wendy's horrified gaze and amidst Zhongli's benevolent smile, Wendy was dragged away by Zhongli.
Then, Wendy's screams echoed from the room, making Xiao feel a little sorry for her, but it was Lord Zhongli's decision, and she couldn't stop him.
After an unknown amount of time, the room door finally opened. Zhongli seemed to be in a good mood, then glanced indifferently at Wendy, who was curled up in the blankets, looking utterly hopeless and refusing to come out no matter what.
"Lord Zhongli..." Xiao really wanted to go in and check on Wendy's condition. Zhongli smiled and nodded. After receiving permission, Xiao immediately rushed to Wendy's side.
"Xiao, waaaaah!" Wendy threw herself and the blanket into Xiao's arms, sobbing uncontrollably. "I don't want to see anyone anymore, waaaaah, why does the old man always slap me in the face? The image of a bard is also very important." "Uh... it's okay." Xiao didn't know where to put his hands, since there was a bundle of blankets in his arms, so he could only hug the blankets tightly.
And he's not very good at comforting people, um... I hope Wendy isn't angry.
Wendy's sobs continued for quite a while as she recounted Zhongli's various actions. Xiao was caught in the middle, feeling somewhat awkward. Firstly, Wendy had indeed been quite disrespectful to Zhongli, and secondly, he was also troubled by Wendy's behavior.
Ah, sandwich cookies are really hard to make.
It was well past mealtime, and Wendy cried herself to sleep. Xiao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard her steady breathing in his arms.
(Everyone is witnessing this: as long as I lose weight and reach 60 kg, I will cosplay as Wendy, and I will never break my promise!)
Those who break their promises shall be punished by being eaten by rocks!
Zhongli: Yes, I witnessed it.
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