Diluc immediately noticed that Venti looked unwell and advised him to rest. Venti chuckled, "It's rare to see Master Diluc advising someone to rest." "I have no interest in exploiting my employees," Diluc snorted.
Whether Venti is good or not is something only Venti knows. Anyway, Venti hasn't come out since he went back to his room, and Diluc is happy to have some peace and quiet. All Venti needs to do is go to the Tower of Trials every day to clear some floors.
The viewers in the live chat were also enjoying themselves. Diluc's good looks and strength were so captivating that they couldn't get enough of him. They jokingly asked Diluc if he had anyone he liked, but Diluc ignored all these questions that involved his personal life. Occasionally, he would reply to the lovely Chinese netizens.
These leisurely days lasted for several days. Besides Venti's increasingly pale complexion, Diluc also keenly noticed that Venti was drinking more and more often. He used to think that Venti was just a wind god who didn't do his job properly, but now it seems that there are many secrets hidden under this seemingly idle surface.
Wendy loves Angel's Gift, as everyone knows. Angel's Gift is a popular nighttime drink spot where people drink, have drinking contests, and sing praises to the wind god. There are also people who often complain about their lives, but in the end, they laugh over a drink.
When Wendy comes to drink, don't be fooled by his seemingly carefree and irresponsible demeanor, always wanting others to buy him drinks. In reality, the tavern is a melting pot of all sorts of people, and anything can be said when drunk. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why the Anemo god, who cares deeply for the people, likes to come to Angel's Gift.
However, seeing Venti like this, Diluc couldn't help but worry. Although Venti went to the Tower of Trials every day to challenge himself, there might be some special monsters in the Tower of Trials that would frighten him. So Diluc personally mixed a drink and handed it to Venti.
“I can remember so many things now, they’ve been in my mind all along,” Wendy said while drinking. “They’re all painful memories, it’s really hard. Living too long is a mistake, I can always remember things that have long been forgotten, but I can’t forget them, I can’t forget them…” After saying that, Wendy started to cry.
Diluc fell silent; he truly didn't know what to do.
He had never seen anything like this before!
The wear and tear was gradually healing, which not only stirred Venti's emotions but also brought back long-forgotten memories—the faces and voices of her friends, the days she spent in meetings with the Seven, and the heart-wrenching separations and deaths of the people of Mondstadt. Venti didn't want Diluc to worry, so she kept it all bottled up inside. But...
"Venti, get some sleep. Don't think too much. Mondstadt is great now. Everyone is free. There are no old nobles. Maybe your friends are watching you from heaven and don't want you to be depressed." Diluc tried to comfort him, and the viewers in the chat also felt sorry for him. Venti didn't respond, but he proved with his actions that he needed to rest.
"Ya do la ika!" the Hilichurl squad suddenly shouted. Diluc dropped what he was doing and ran out, only to see someone bewildered by the Hilichurl squad's demonstration.
"That's a competitor from Pakistan!"
“Diluc’s husband, that’s a Pakistani athlete. Maybe he needs our help with something.”
Diluc nodded and called to the Hilichurl squad, "Let him in."
"Ya lo!" the Hilichurl squad responded, and then dispersed.
“Thank you, otherwise I wouldn’t know what to do.” Zarifudo wiped the sweat from his face. “Actually, I came here today because there’s something I’d like to discuss with you. Um, is Mr. Wendy here?”
“He just went to sleep. He’s been very tired lately, let him rest. I can pass on your message.” Diluc found a stool for the other man, and Zarifudo nodded and sat down.
"I've discussed this with our athletes and our country, and we've decided to become a vassal state of your Dragon Kingdom. This will benefit neither of us. Our Pakistani nation and your Dragon Kingdom are close friends, and everyone likes and trusts the Dragon Kingdom, which is why we've come here. We hope Mr. Wendy can agree." After Zarifudo finished speaking, he looked nervously at Diluc, hoping to glean some information from his facial expression.
Unfortunately, to his disappointment, Diluc maintained his expressionless face throughout. However, what Diluc said next gave Zalifdo a glimmer of hope.
“If you don’t mind, you can rest for a while at the Dragon Kingdom’s gate, and we can talk in detail after Wendy gets up,” Diluc said.
This means that the other party didn't kick me out, which means there's still hope!
“Of course, if you don’t mind,” Zarifudo quickly agreed.
Diluc mixed a drink for Zarifudo and cooked some food. As Zarifudo ate, he felt something was off. The drink wasn't from China, and the food wasn't Chinese; instead, it seemed to be from another region. "Maybe they learned it from another country," Zarifudo comforted himself.
After entertaining his guests, Diluc checked the materials and then gave some food to the Hilichurls and the Abyss Mage. The Abyss Mage was currently brainwashing the Hilichurls, telling them things like "everything is for the Dragon Kingdom" and "everything is for the Dragon Kingdom's interests." They were quite flattered to receive the food from Diluc. If Diluc hadn't desperately stopped them, the Abyss Mage would have wanted to stick his furry body right up to Diluc's face!
Wendy didn't sleep long. Not long after Zarifudo finished eating, she came out of the room. Seeing Wendy's haggard appearance, Zarifudo was startled and quickly asked, "Mr. Wendy, are you alright?" "You are... from Pakistan?" Wendy was in a daze for a while before recognizing the person in front of her. Zarifudo nodded quickly.
“Um, Mr. Wendy…”
"I heard what you just said. Becoming a vassal state of the Dragon Kingdom, I understand. On behalf of the Dragon Kingdom, I agree to your becoming a vassal state of the Dragon Kingdom." Wendy spoke only after seeing the barrage of comments agreeing to him.
"Important Notice: Pakistan has become a vassal state of China! From now on, 30% of the resources obtained by China will be shared with Pakistan without affecting China's own resources. If a China player is killed, Pakistan will also be punished. 70% of the resources found by Pakistani players will be handed over to China!"
Important Notice: Pakistan...
......
The cycle repeated three times. The gist of it was that everyone prospers or suffers together. Resources obtained by the Dragon Kingdom could be shared with the Pakistan Kingdom without affecting the resources obtained by the Dragon Kingdom itself. In return, the Pakistan Kingdom had to hand over 70% of its resources to the Dragon Kingdom.
"An unequal contract," Wendy commented.
“Mr. Wendy, you don’t look well. I studied massage in China for a while, if you don’t mind…” Zarifudo said cautiously. Wendy nodded, “Please, I can manage if I keep going like this, but you’ll be worried…”
(I was planning to update every two days, but the pace seems a bit too fast.)
Actually, I'm just lazy, haha.
(Without a contract or media exposure, people only found me through searches; fate is truly amazing.)
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