Genshin Impact Life Simulator, They Want to Kill Me

Well, but you are wrong about one thing. Although I do hate the God of Wind, my sacrifice is not meaningless. I did not sacrifice for the God of Wind. My sacrifice was my own choice. I sacrificed to protect my country.

I will take revenge on the God of Wind, but in the meantime, let me see what you Fatui are planning!

I will protect Mond, but in my own way!

"Harlequin" Piero relied on the power of the God of Ice to bring Rosaline back to life and brought her back to Winter Solstice, and the Fatui gained another executor.

As time goes by, the Fatui recruit elites from various countries and become more and more powerful.

The "clown" Piero, a survivor of Canrea, the "doctor" Dottore, a scholar from Xumi, and the "girl" Columbia who looks ignorant but has terrifying strength. As the top three executives, these three possess power comparable to that of gods. The remaining executives include the "captain" Capitano who commands the soldiers, the "rooster" Pucciniera who is in charge of politicians, the "skirmisher" Scaramucci who longs to become a god with a puppet body, the "puppet" Sandone who also pursues puppet art, the "lady" Signora who is a witch from Mondstadt, the "rich man" Pantalone who is in charge of money from Liyue, the "servant" Arlecino who trains Fatui agents, and the latest member of the last seat, the "prince" Tartaglia.

These eleven people are the eleven executive officers of the Fatui. At this time, the Fatui has done what the Ice Queen said at the beginning. The influence of the Fatui is spread throughout all countries in Teyvat, and they have become an existence that all countries have to fear. Under the secret instigation of someone, the relationship between the countries is far more tense than before, but because each country has its own gods, they are still restrained from each other. There are constant small frictions, but no war has broken out.

"Five hundred years..."

Ren Zha sat on a rock, looking up at the sky alone.

Five hundred years have passed since that day.

Even though so much time has passed, the scene of that day will never be forgotten.

The realistic scene of his two most important companions being killed on the battlefield of Kanriya is still deeply engraved in his mind.

"It's time to end this fake world."

At this time, Tianli had fallen into a deep sleep. It was unknown whether he was injured in the battle with the original people or in the battle of Kanreya and was recuperating. Ren Zha tried to test Tianli several times, but Tianli never showed up.

"Very good, the biggest obstacle on this road is gone. Once my plan is completed, even if Tianli wakes up, it will be useless. Let's all fall into a sweet dream."

There was an icy look in Ren Zha's eyes.

"It's time to start the God's Heart Recycling Plan. God of Ice, just be my tool!"

In winter, in the Ice Queen's chamber, eleven executive officers gathered together.

"God's Heart Recycling Project?"

Facing the order from his queen, Tartaglia, the youngest and most junior prince, was puzzled.

The clown Piero, who had known the plan for a long time, showed a rare excitement in his eyes: "Has this day finally come?"

The doctor smiled and said, "It's really exciting. The Heart of God of each country will have more good research materials."

Ms. Shinora, who also showed excitement, said: "Very good, I have been waiting for this day for a long time. Queen, please let me go to Mondstadt. I have a debt to settle with the wind god Barbatos."

The soldier looked down at his chest. There was nothing here. It was time to fill myself with the Heart of God and become the most perfect puppet.

The expressions of the executive officers changed. It seemed that except for Tartaglia, no one was surprised by the Ice Queen's order.

Tartaglia looked left and right, wondering why she was the only one who was kept in the dark.

"Tartaria-senpai is so pitiful. He seems to be excluded and knows nothing."

A teasing voice sounded in Tartaglia's ears. Tartaglia looked in the direction of the voice and saw a masked man there. There were actually quite a few people wearing masks in Zhidong, but a mask that covered the entire face like this was very strange.

The whole face is covered. Do you have to be so mysterious?

Tartaglia was confused: "By the way, who are you? Isn't this a meeting between our executives?"

Then Tartaglia looked at the other executives and found that they were not surprised by the appearance of the masked man here. Instead, they were looking at him with interest.

Wait, why do I feel like I know nothing? Are you guys bullying me because I just joined the company not long ago and you have more experience than me?

No, this masked man called me senior. Is his seniority lower than mine? But I didn't hear the Queen mention that there is a new executive officer?

"What Tartaglia-senpai said is too much. I will be sad." The masked man twisted his body. Although he could not see his face under the mask, he could sense his grievance just by listening to his voice. "I finally got to attend such an important meeting. Is Tartaglia-senpai excluding me?"

Who on earth is this guy?

Just as Tartaglia was about to continue asking, the "servant" Arachno on the side said, "Okay, Agong, stop messing around." After saying this to the masked man, he explained to Tartaglia, "He is the most outstanding talent trained by my Hearth House, and was specially authorized by the Queen to attend this meeting as an executive officer."

Hearth House is a winter welfare home established by the "servant" Alechino, which adopts orphans from various countries to train agents for the Fatui.

An orphan.

Tartaglia immediately felt sympathy for the masked man called "Amiya".

"But what is the executive officer's post?"

Agong said, "It's just an intern, Senior. I'm very similar to you. You were promoted by Lord Rooster, and I was promoted by Lord Servant. However, my ability has not yet reached the level of an executive officer, so now I can only be called an executive officer and learn here, but I will definitely be called a formal executive officer in the future!"

Is it similar to me?

Regardless of Agong's background and experience, Tartaglia's affection for Agong is growing.

Agong bowed to Tartaglia and said, "Please take care of me, senior!"

Tartaglia replied cheerfully: "Don't worry, I will take good care of you!"

Great, I’m not the one with the lowest position anymore, I will take good care of this junior!

After hearing what Tartaglia said, the lady couldn't help but sneer: "What a fool with a brain full of muscles."

"Hey, lady, what do you mean!"

Tartaglia looked at the lady with a bad face. Among the executive officers, this lady was the one he got along the most with. One was water, and the other was fire. In Liyue's language, it was like their horoscopes were in conflict.

The lady pointed out bluntly: "I've already said that he is an agent of the Hearth House. Didn't you hear that he was using rhetoric to get close to you?"

"Huh? Is that so?"

Tartaglia stared at Agong with eyes wide open, and Agong waved his hands repeatedly: "Tartaria-senpai, I am not trying to get close to you on purpose, it's just that you are very similar to me, so I can't help but want to get close to you. Senior, you became an executive officer at such a young age, you are my idol, I am working hard to learn from you, I want to be like you!"

Tartaglia lost himself in the calls of "senior".

Who doesn't like to hear compliments?

Tartaglia encouraged: "Don't worry, as long as you work hard, you will become an official executive sooner or later!"

"I'll do my best!"

Hearing the encouragement from his idol, Agong jumped up excitedly.

He's a very active and lively child.

Tartaglia couldn't help but make an evaluation in her mind.

Agong's appearance reminded Tartaglia of his younger brothers at home. Well, he should just get along well with his colleagues...

Before Tartaglia finished thinking, Agong suddenly remembered something while dancing. He looked at Tartaglia with excitement and said, "Senior, you recognize me so much. One day, I will inherit Tartaglia's position!"

Good, as long as you are motivated.

"Wait, no, inherit my position?"

Tartaglia suddenly realized that there was something wrong with his words.

Agong answered honestly: "Of course, I am the reserve of the executive officer. As long as an executive officer dies, I can immediately become the new executive officer. Senior Tartaglia likes fighting so much, the death rate must be very high. I will keep a close eye on you, senior. After you die, I will inherit your name and position!"

The corner of Tartaglia's mouth twitched.

So you are trying to get close to me because you want me to die soon! I really wanted to take care of you before! And is it really okay to say this directly?

You, Agong, are probably a funny guy!

The lady continued to mock at the right time: "You are indeed an idiot."

This time, Tartaglia did not refute the lady's words. Facing the amusing looks of the executives, he now felt that he might really be a fool.

"Agong, let's practice after we get out."

"Ah? Senior, please don't do that! I'm very weak! And didn't you say you would take good care of me? Don't bully the juniors!"

Agong twisted his body wildly, as if he was afraid.

Looking at Agong's abstract twitching, Tartaglia's mouth corners also twitched.

Why would such a weird guy sneak into our group of executives?

Chapter 38: God’s Heart Recycling Plan is officially launched!

"If you want to make a scene, go outside and make it!"

This time, the one who shouted was the Ice Queen who was sitting in the main seat. As the person with the highest status here was speaking, Agong quickly stretched out his hands to cover his mouth and shook his head to indicate that he dared not make trouble anymore. Tartaglia also calmed down and sat in his seat with a serious face.

"Tadalia, do you have any opinion on the God's Heart Recycling Plan?"

Tartaglia shook her head and said, "No, I just don't know why the Queen wants to collect the Heart of God. But I will carry out the Queen's orders."

Agong muttered quietly, "Tartaria-senpai is so good at licking. Is this also a skill that an executive officer must learn? I learned it."

Tartaglia's eyelids twitched. What are you talking about? Isn't this just a normal way for me to express my loyalty to the Queen?

The Ice Queen ignored Agong's antics and explained to Tartaglia:

"The Heart of God is a tool bestowed by Heaven on the Seven Gods to symbolize the power of rule. It contains powerful energy. If a mortal obtains the Heart of God and can fuse it, he can even become as powerful as a god. However, this energy is not the most important part of the Heart of God. Instead, it symbolizes the power of rule. By fusing the seven Hearts of God into one, you can mobilize the power of the seven countries, absorb their strength, and gain the power to rule the world."

Agong stopped his antics and listened quietly to the words of the Ice Queen. It was unknown what he was thinking with his eyes exposed from under the mask.

"And I will use this power to become the only true God in this world, and use the absolute force of force to deter all wars in this world, and create a new world, a world without war and only peace. This is the original purpose of the Fatui."

After listening to this, Tartaglia nodded and said, "I understand, Queen."

The "Rich Man" Pantalone smiled. "It's really crazy, but on that day, the currency of this world will be completely controlled by me, Zhidong, right? I am really looking forward to the arrival of this day more and more."

"Then I'm afraid I'll be even busier," said Puccini.

"Captain" Capitano analyzed calmly: "It is not easy to seize the Heart of God from other gods, and if we go too far, other countries will unite against us, Zhidong... Although there is already such a trend now."

The Ice Queen continued, "I know how difficult this is, so I need everyone's help. Heaven has fallen into a deep sleep and has not woken up yet. Now is the peak of our winter, and we cannot miss this opportunity. But in order to prevent any accidents, let's start with one country to test the reactions of other gods."

"Should we pick a country to attack first?" "Doctor" Dotore asked, "Then we should pick the weakest country. Right now, Mondstadt is the weakest country, right? Mondstadt's Grand Master Falgar is leading most of the knights of Mondstadt on an expedition. Even many people from the West Wind Church are following the expedition. The one who stays in the city to manage things is a girl who has inherited the title of Lionfang Knight."

The lady showed disdain at the corner of her mouth: "Jin Gunnhild, just a young lion."

To put it simply, young means not yet mature.

The doctor stared at the lady with interest, as if thinking of something interesting, but soon retracted his gaze and said, "Although most of the knights of Mond are on expeditions, there are still many good fighters in the Knights of Favonius left in the city. Although Jean Gunhild is a young lion, she is trusted by Falgar to take charge of all affairs in Mond during his absence, which is enough to prove her ability. Secondly, the librarian of the Knights, Lisa Mintz, she and you are both called geniuses rare in a century by Xumi. However, unlike you who were expelled from Xumi, Lisa Mintz successfully graduated and escaped from Xumi. Xumi also sent many people to assassinate her, but they all ended in failure. 'The Blood-stained Rose Witch' is a name she earned through fighting."

The doctor smiled softly, "You two are like two stencils printed out of the same template. In a sense, she is still your junior schoolmate."

"I don't have any junior schoolmates, and you, who is also called a genius by Xumi, have no right to say that."

Even when facing the executive lady who was sitting at the front, she was still not afraid to refute. The doctor did not mind it very much and continued, "These are not really big problems. The only troublesome thing is that the whereabouts of Mond's wind god Barbatos are erratic. Even during the disaster, the wind god only sent his follower Tevarin to help Mond defeat the dragon Durin, and he himself never showed up. So let's not talk about how to defeat this original earthly seven rulers and take the heart of God from him. It's a troublesome thing to find him first. Well, ma'am, as someone from Mond, do you have any good suggestions?"

The lady stared at the doctor and answered cruelly without hesitation: "Then bring destruction to Mond once more. When enough people die, I don't believe Barbatos won't show up."

The doctor applauded. "Good suggestion. It's exactly what I thought."

The lady remained calm and thought to herself, even if I didn't say this, you would have come up with this idea eventually, right?

At this time, the "clown" Piero interrupted and said, "It's better not to. This is just a test. If we make too much noise, it will directly cause resentment from other countries. This can be used as the final solution. If we really can't find the trace of the God of Wind in Mondstadt, it won't be too late to implement it."

So will you choose this one in the end?

The lady volunteered again: "If we decide to attack Mondstadt first, sending too many officers at once will arouse vigilance. I, a former Mondstadt resident, will be the first to track down Barbatos."

Finally, after discussion among the executive officers, it was unanimously decided to start with Mond, with the lady as the visible advance team to stay in Mond, followed by the executive reserve Agong to provide assistance, and the other executive officers also had corresponding tasks.

Winter Solstice began to operate at full capacity. It was not that Winter Solstice had not made any plans in the past five hundred years. The Doctor had stayed in Mond before and even took away many children from Mond as experimental materials. Faced with the powerful Winter Solstice, Mond could only swallow its anger in the end. The time has come for the previous plans to be officially launched.

The God's Heart Recycling Project has officially begun.

As a diplomat, the lady went to Mondstadt with full sincerity.

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At the same time, outside Mondstadt, a silly-looking girl with yellow hair was heading towards Mondstadt with a creature that floated in the air like a ghost.

Chapter 39: Hospitality of Mondstadt

The traveler Ying, and Paimon, the talking seafood she caught while fishing. Paimon was scared when facing the hungry Ying, but fortunately Ying was relatively restrained. In order to repay Ying for saving him, Paimon now follows Ying as a guide, although his guide level is only half-boiled.

"Wow, that was such a huge dragon just now. Paimon thought he was going to be eaten again!" Paimon patted his chest in fear. He had just seen a big dragon communicating with a strange guy with a green hat in the woods. Ying had somehow startled the dragon, and the wind was howling. If he hadn't grabbed Ying's hair, he might have been blown away.

Ying touched her hair and it seemed like several strands of her hair had been pulled out just now?

Thinking of his hair, Ying stared at Paimon with an unfriendly look. Knowing he was in the wrong, Paimon avoided Ying's sight and looked towards the city with windmills in the distance: "Ying, we are almost in Mond. Maybe we can find out information about your brother in Mond."

Ying was just pretending to be angry and was not really angry. She easily followed Paimon's words and said, "Well, after staying in the wild for so long, it's time to go into the city and have a good rest."

Maybe the Wind God knew where his brother was? Five hundred years ago, he and his brother were planning to leave this world, but a strange god appeared to stop them. He was forced to separate from his brother and fainted. He didn't wake up until three months ago. As a fellow god, what should the Wind God know?