Modern Teyvat, bound to the Abyss Spiral

Ye Lan rolled her eyes at Li Qingping and said, "Do you think I'm the commander of the Qianyan Army and can just settle this kind of thing?"

It seems that the East Factory is not omnipotent.

"Sister Lan, please continue."

"If there's a chance, try to get close to Keqing. The Abyss Cult didn't succeed this time, but they'll try again next time."

"Why should I get close to her?" Li Qingping widened his eyes.

"Protection, do you understand?" Ye Lan signaled Li Qingping not to get excited.

"My grandfather is the old Yuheng Star. If something happens this time, he will definitely arrange more manpower. What am I supposed to protect?"

"I said there was a chance."

"Isn't this one of the missions?"

"That's not the case. It's just my personal request." Ye Lan blinked at Li Qingping, which was quite cute.

"...How is the salary calculated after joining the company?" Li Qingping talked about the topic that he was most concerned about.

"The minimum monthly salary is 1 Mora, and there will be additional bonuses for completing tasks." Ye Lan said, "That's the general standard. Talents like you usually make 2 Mora per month, and the bonuses for completing tasks remain the same."

"It's my duty to help Sister Lan share her worries. I don't think there's anything wrong with interacting with my senior." Li Qingping said righteously.

"But I have a more lucrative contract here." Ye Lan smiled with narrowed eyes.

"Please speak." 2 Mora had already exceeded Li Qingping's expectations, but he didn't expect there would be an opportunity to make more money.

Lei Dianzhen hasn't woken up yet, and he still needs a lot of money.

"You won't be working directly at Yanshang Tea House. Instead, you'll sign an employment contract with someone else and work for me in name only." Ye Lan tried to make things clear.

The legendary labor dispatch where people work like slaves?

Li Qingping's expression became strange.

Directly joining Yanshang Tea House is equivalent to having a regular position and enjoying Liyue welfare subsidies, but those who are dispatched cannot enjoy these benefits.

He wanted to hear how lucrative the contract was.

"Give him 20 Mora directly, and then 5 Mora every month. The bonus for completing tasks in the Yanshang Tea House remains unchanged, and the year-end bonus is 40." Ye Lan said lightly.

How many? !

Li Qingping's mind worked quickly, and he soon realized that this was a big project with an annual income of one million. He also directly provided 20 Mora to solve the urgent problem of awakening Lei Dian.

"Give me 40 yuan directly, 10 yuan per month, and an annual bonus of 80 yuan. Everything else remains unchanged." Seeing that Li Qingping didn't respond, Ye Lan increased the offer.

"That's it, but I want 40 tonight, in Mora gold coins!" Li Qingping agreed immediately, fearing that Ye Lan would go back on her word.

From now on, Yanshang Tea House is my home, and Sister Lan is my half-sister!

Ye Lan nodded in agreement, said she was going out to get the money, and left.

After about half an hour, she drove back.

It was just an ordinary BMW, Li Qingping knew the price, but it was definitely much more expensive than Ren Siqian's broken car.

Ye Lan opened the back door in front of Li Qingping, and there were eight suitcases on it.

Li Qingping had just seen this kind of suitcase yesterday. It was the standard equipment for withdrawing money from Liyue Bank. One suitcase could hold 5 Mora gold coins.

Li Qingping withdrew 20 Mora yesterday, filling four suitcases in total, and only then did he cut the torrent on the first level of the Abyss.

And the eight suitcases in front of them are... 40 Mora!

"Come to Yanshang Teahouse tomorrow afternoon to sign the contract." Ye Lan watched Li Qingping carry the suitcase into the house. "You never attend afternoon classes. I'll wait for you. Don't be late."

Li Qingping nodded repeatedly, thinking that even if the martial arts leader Lao Zhang personally showed up tomorrow, he would have to skip class, so how could he let Sister Lan wait?

"I'll take the box. As for this jade token, I don't know its origins either, so keep it for now. I heard there's an expert in Liyue who's well-versed in both ancient and modern times. I'll ask him to appraise it later."

"I understand." Li Qingping thought it was okay to take it away. Sister Lan, just give your instructions for such a small matter.

Ye Lan nodded and drove away.

On the way, she took out her cell phone and made a call.

"Ningguang, you have to treat us tonight. Why? I found the person you were looking for. Is that an acceptable excuse?"

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After seeing Ye Lan off, Li Qingping locked the door, drew the curtains, and poured all the money in the eight suitcases onto the floor.

The Mora gold coins sparkled, and even after Li Qingping turned off the lights, the room was still bright.

This money is dazzling!

Li Qingping smiled, closed his eyes and stretched out his hand towards the Mora gold coin in front of him.

The small pile of Mora gold coins gradually shriveled up and turned into a golden light band, which circled around Li Qingping and finally sank into his body.

When Li Qingping opened his eyes again, the 40 Mora gold coins had disappeared.

He couldn't help but sigh that the money was so easy to spend that it was gone before he could even warm his hands.

"Are you going to rob a bank?" A familiar voice sounded in his mind, and Lei Dian really woke up.

"Which bank has 40 Mora deposited in the middle of the night, my dear lady?" Li Qingping said with a smile.

"Did you touch the money your parents left behind?" Lei Dianzhen guessed, "It hasn't even been a day, has it?"

"That's a backup option. But I had a very interesting day today." Li Qingping told Lei Dianzhen everything that happened today.

Qingxu Pu mastered the Fang of Osel and killed the Abyss Mage.

The Debo Hotel encountered the Apostle of Abyss Water and killed him with one blow.

Finally, Ye Lan brought 40 Mora to his door.

"I only slept for half a day, and you've run into so much trouble. You're truly a troublemaker," Lei Dianzhen sighed. "All the magic weapons that accompany demon gods are external magical organs, and you've only barely mastered their use."

"Is this just a rough grasp?" Li Qingping was stunned. He had always thought that he had completely mastered the Fang of Osel. After all, manipulating the water flow to form a water column was already a very cool ability.

"When the Whirlpool Demon holds it, he can bring down torrential rain with a thought, stir up huge waves with the snap of his fingers, and pierce mountains and seas with a swing of his sword." Lei Dianzhen said confidently.

"Well, there is indeed a difference of 100 million points." Li Qingping said.

"It's not your fault. The vortex demon god Osel is still alive, and this magic weapon still retains its consciousness. You need to pass some tests before you can use it freely." Lei Dianzhen saw that Li Qingping was a little depressed, so he comforted him.

"That Ye Lan you mentioned isn't someone who invests blindly. She must have seen the elemental traces left behind after you activated the Fang of Osel in Qingxupu. You can now easily kill an eleventh-level Abyssal Water Apostle, and the Rapids stationed on the first level of the Abyssal Spiral are no match for you. So according to the current strength classification, you are at least at the twelfth level." Lei Dianzhen analyzed, "You deserve this money, but I guess she must have cleaned up the mess for you, so you don't have to worry about others seeing it."

Li Qingping fell into deep thought. He had not even considered the elemental traces left behind by Qingxupu.

If you do things with many flaws, even if they won't be exposed for the time being, they will eventually fail one day.

"I'll remember this and handle it better next time," Li Qingping reflected.

"As for Keqing's matter, you don't need to worry about it. It's not directed at you. Where's the jade token you just mentioned? Let me see it."

Li Qingping turned on the light and took out the jade token.

Lei Dianzhen just glanced at it and said: "This is the thing of the Demon God of Dust."

Volume 1: 14. The Goddess's Interest

"You mean Hagentus?"

When Li Qingping was looking up the origins of Lei Dianzhen in the library, he came across the books of this demon god.

The Demon of Dust, Hagentus, was good friends with the Rock King Morax during his lifetime and died in the Demon War.

Although she was a demon god who had been dead for thousands of years, there were surprisingly many surviving books about her, and some of the records were even very detailed.

It is said that she is as beautiful as a fairy, has outstanding talents, is indifferent by nature and does not like to compete with other demons, but has occupied a place in the former Teyvat with her outstanding mechanical skills.

In short, all records about this Demon Goddess of Dust only talk about her good side.

Li Qingping even applied to the Liyue Library to borrow ancient books for this purpose.

To Li Qingping's surprise, the library agreed and provided him with a collection of interesting stories about the life of the Demon God of Dust, which was as thick as four or five encyclopedia volumes.

There are several million words in it, which made Li Qingping numb.

Li Qingping read it through and found something interesting.

——The deeds of the Demon God of Dust have continued to be added in the past hundred years, and every event in it is written as if it were a personal experience.

Those are all official records. Isn’t it inappropriate to write them like this?

You can't be thousands of years old, right?

Sometimes Li Qingping wondered if one of the toxic fans of Dust Demon God had joined the organization and was writing her memoirs here.

The charm of the Demon of Dust is so great that he still has fans following him even after thousands of years.

"Well, Hagentus, we prefer to call her Guizhong. She is a very good person." Lei Dian seemed to have seen a thousand years in a glance. When he talked about the past, the nostalgia in his words could make Li Qingping feel warm even in the chill of winter.

Look, here comes another one!

Li Qingping no longer wanted to ask who the "we" that Lei Dianzhen mentioned were. He was now curious about what kind of person this Demon God of Dust was.

Is it really that good?

"This thing is incomplete. You only have part of it. I won't know what it's used for until I have the whole thing. But I suspect it's some kind of key."

"No, I still want to hear the story of the Demon God of Dust."

"I've only met her once, how can I tell you about her?" Lei Dianzhen rolled his eyes at Li Qingping and said unhappily.

"You wouldn't give an evaluation like 'very good' lightly. Have you really only met once?" Li Qingping asked doubtfully.

"Some people know what's going on just by looking at them. You'll understand when you meet them later."

Lei Dianzhen was obviously unwilling to talk more about this topic, so Li Qingping stopped asking.

"How can one truly master the Fang of Osel?"

The second level of the Abyss in his head will not be opened until tomorrow, and the only thing Li Qingping can rely on is this magic weapon that accompanies the demon god.

"I don't recommend trying it now." Lei Dianzhen hesitated for a long time before continuing, "You still need to hone your skills for a while."

People are just like that sometimes. The more others tell you that you can't do it, the more you want to prove yourself.

It doesn't matter if Lei Dian doesn't talk about it, but now Li Qingping really wants to try it.

"I think I can."

Lei Dianzhen slapped her forehead with a bit of helplessness. She knew it would be like this.

"Hold the Fang of Osel, feel it with your mind, and your consciousness will be transported to that place. And...see you tomorrow."

Li Qingping did as he was told, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in the consciousness space within the Fang of Osel.

In the space of consciousness, there is an ocean with no end in sight. Li Qingping stands on the surface of the sea as if he is walking on flat ground, while the area below is deep and dark.

He looked around and saw a dark thunderstorm cloud in front of him, with lightning and thunder illuminating an unknown number of giant waterspouts below.

The waterspouts continued, bringing the strong wind to Li Qingping.

The originally calm sea surface began to rain, and the rain became heavier and heavier, as if there was a hole in the sky above his head. The raindrops connected into columns and hit Li Qingping's face, causing pain.

Li Qingping had seen this scene in the Tooth of Osel, the moving picture printed on the surface.

Li Qingping lowered his head, and the Fang of Osel was in his hand. However, it was no longer an edgeless sword, but had transformed into a turbulent torrent.

Li Qingping had no idea how to hold the flowing water, but at the moment, the torrent of Osel's Fang was under his control as easily as his own arm. The active water elements in the air were fluttering towards him, and the elemental power was endless.

For a moment, Li Qingping felt that he was invincible and could easily handle even ten Jiliu Laodengs coming together.

On the other side of the sea, a sudden change occurred. A sharp, terrifying cry echoed from the roaring tornado. Then, the sea level in the distance suddenly rose, and from far away, the tide surged beneath their feet.

Li Qingping took a closer look.

I got a 200-meter-high tsunami!

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