Original God: Max level combat method can do whatever you want

"Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"No matter how absurd the conclusion is, it must be reported!"

"Bring it!"

After glaring at the debtor, Tartaglia grabbed the document, opened it and began to read it carefully.

After a moment, Tartaglia leaned back and squinted at the document.

Old man’s mobile phone on the subway.JPG!

Damn, these conclusions are really more outrageous than each other.

No wonder this idiot didn't dare to bring it up right away.

He found it extremely outrageous.

"Is that the conclusion?"

"What the hell is going on!"

He threw the document in his hand hard at a pile of ancient books on the table, and Tartaglia couldn't help but rubbed his brows.

There is no need to question the professionalism of the logistics department.

The information is right there on the table; they are simply responsible for organizing it and drawing inferences from it.

No matter how outrageous the conclusion is, it is all the fault of these ancient books.

It's the fault of the person who records Liyue's history.

The devil is resurrected from the dead?

This kind of thing is simply unheard of.

But it actually happened in Liyue.

And there is also Morax's words to support it.

Although it's outrageous, but... putting aside all impossibilities, the only thing left is the truth.

This is a big deal.

Although Tartaglia doesn't like to plot conspiracies, it doesn't mean that his sense of smell is poor.

This incident is shocking enough.

"Take my token, this information and these books, and return them to Winter Solstice as quickly and as quickly as possible."

"Be sure to personally deliver these things to the Fool."

"I'm too lazy to think about what's behind this matter. Let the Fool worry about it."

"Also, during this time, have your people find out everything about this [Demon of Dust]."

"Give your people seven days. I want to know everything."

"Now, immediately, immediately!"

"Yes, my lord!"

The debtor took the token, picked up the ancient book and turned away.

Most of the early preparations were declared bankrupt.

At this moment, Tartaglia was in a very bad mood.

He stayed here, terrified.

"Oh~ trouble."

After throwing down the token and asking the debtor to pass on the information, Tartaglia decisively withdrew.

He needs to calm down.

Well, as for how to stay calm...

Of course, I would go looking for trouble with monsters and use battle to drive away my troubles.

Only fighting can make him forget all these messes.

All he has to do now is wait.

Waiting for the response from Zhidong and the latest orders from the Ice Queen.

The matter has already involved the revival of the demon.

He wasn't sure whether the Queen's attitude towards Liyue would change.

Until then, the wisest approach is to do nothing but gather intelligence.

If you act recklessly before the Queen's attitude is clear...

Screw it up, huh, pay with your life.

Chapter 43: Meng Xing: Luxury goods are still the fastest way to make money! (Please add to your collection and give me flowers!!!)

Baiju Inn, second floor guest room.

Paimon, who had finished washing up, was now wiping his wet hair with a headscarf.

Floating out from the bathroom swayingly.

Ying, who had already dealt with it before Paimeng, was leaning against the windowsill at this time, looking at the bustling North Pier in the night, slightly dazed.

Obviously, her mind had already flown away.

"Ying, are you still thinking about the Immortal Ceremony?"

Seeing Yingmei in this state, Paimon floated over with a headscarf in hand.

"Ah."

Yingmei came back to her senses when Paimon called out:

"I did see Yan Shen, but unfortunately I didn't have time to ask about my brother."

"Also, after this round of changes in the Liyue God position."

"Should we look for a new Rock God or an old one?"

I witnessed a historic event right after arriving in Liyue.

Although it was not in line with my expectations, at least I saw the Rock God.

But what should they do next?

"This one~"

"I think it's more reliable to go find the old Rock God."

"After all, although this one has abdicated, he is still the oldest god among the Seven Gods."

"He definitely knows more than other gods, and it's more accurate and complete."

"As for this new Rock God...I'm not quite sure."

Paimon knew Morax quite well.

But the new rock god who succeeded him was the demon god of dust named Hagentus.

Then she was a bit at a loss.

It's something I've never really heard of.

"Hmm~"

"Let's try to find out tomorrow if there's any other way to see the Rock God."

"Whether it's the one before or the one now."

"If possible, I would like to meet them."

With the idea of ​​catching rabbits while raking grass.

Ying thought it would be better to meet both Rock Gods.

What if one of these two gods really knows about his brother?

"OK then."

"Well, let's go to the Adventurer's Association here tomorrow and take a look."

Paimon quickly gave an idea.

Well, that was the only idea she could come up with.

After all, the only thing they are familiar with in this place is the Adventurer's Association.

They are famous adventurers in the Adventurer's Guild.

Maybe... I can get some inside information?

Finally, he took a look at the scenery outside the window.

Yingmei reached out and closed the window.

"Paimon, go to sleep. You have to get up early tomorrow."

"Be sure to remember to wake me up. I don't want to miss breakfast again."

"Don't worry, I'll wake you up. Go to sleep."

"Uh-huh!"

Accompanied by some sparse sounds.

After being busy for a long time, the two people finally curled up in bed.

good night.

***

At the same time, eat Tiger Rock.

"Boss, are you back?"

"Nuo, would you like some pastries for a midnight snack?"

"You must be hungry at this late hour."

In the hall on the first floor, Heulia saw Meng Xing returning and raised the half-baked plum cake in her hand.

There were three plates on the table, two empty, and the last stack about half full.

Obviously, she had been waiting here for quite some time.

"No need to wait for me."

"What if I don't come back today? Wouldn't you have waited in vain?"

Meng Xing smiled and walked over to Heulia and sat down next to her, then reached out and picked up a piece of plum cake.

With a light bite, the subtle fragrance immediately blooms in your mouth.

"Hmm, it tastes good. Where did it come from?"

"As long as it's delicious."

Heulia's eyes curved, and she seemed to be in a very good mood:

"As for me, I specially asked Xiangling to teach me. I made these with my own hands."

"Ok?"

This plum cake...

Heulia made it herself?

Meng Xing was slightly stunned, chewed the plum cake in his mouth carefully, and a smile appeared on his face:

"I didn't expect you to have the talent to be a chef?"

“It’s a pleasant surprise.”

"Hum~"