"My god, that's quite a kick?" Orion clicked his tongue while looking at the commotion simulated within the Noble Phantasm.
You have to understand that this wasn't Great King Fa taking the field, but rather the three Shadow's looking over via causality, while the rest was just the remaining clearance of Great King Fa operating autonomously after he fell asleep.
Because of this, it assigns a disaster estimation value to different "target objects" and then divides the strike level based on the severity of this estimation.
Orion sighed. The moment he thought about one of Dottore's segments having to enjoy the continuous thrusting of Great King Fa's towering giant object, Orion felt happy for him.
It is worth mentioning that the sturdiness of the C++ grade Noble Phantasm is limited, but even if this thing explodes one day in the future, the pollution inside will not leak out. However, the energy aftermath accumulated inside by the falling heavenly nail might cause some secondary disasters. But after all, it comes from a virtual world, so the extent of the disaster must be limited. Even if Zhongli handed over the Gnosis, Blocking this kind of impact with a Jade Shield would be easy, right? Well, I'm not so sure.
Feeling like he had truly done a good deed, Orion leisurely returned to the arsenal that had been blown up by Zandik to investigate again.
It couldn't be said that it was intact; it could only be said that it had been burned completely clean.
And those two boxes of talismans were just pieces of paper before being activated; after this fire, not even residue remained.
Orion searched carefully again. Very good, not a single living person was left. Only then did he return to Keqing's camp alone.
As soon as he returned to the camp, Keqing, Ganyu, and Hu Tao surrounded him. All three of them were touching him here and there with concern, touching him until Orion's legs almost went weak.
There was no helping it; he was used to it. Whenever someone showed concern, he wanted to fake being sick. His super brain told him that under these circumstances, as long as he faked being sick, good welfare events would happen.
Don't ask, asking means it's based on experience.
But it wouldn't work this time; Orion still had things to do. He signaled the three to call some people to follow him.
Under the puzzled gazes of Keqing and the others, Orion led them into the woods, where the twenty missing children were being taken care of by Huayan.
After quickly counting the heads and recording the statement from Huayan, the people present, including the accompanying Millelith, understood the situation: it was the damn Fatui again.
"Dottore..." Keqing bit his finger and repeated the name, then he looked at Orion: "Did you two fight?"
Orion nodded.
Keqing asked again: "How was the strength comparison?"
Orion pondered for a moment: "Eight-two, I guess."
Keqing, Ganyu, and Hu Tao looked at each other, seeing the surprise in each other's eyes. The Second Seat is a very high seat; could they really fight to an eight-two split?
Keqing was still worried and asked again: "Let me ask, who is the eight and who is the two?"
Orion pointed at himself: "I spoke eight sentences, and crippled his two legs."
"You could have just said you played with torture for half a day, couldn't you? Why give us this eight-two split nonsense, just to show you can talk!" Hu Tao jumped up and patted Orion's head. The force was very light, completely just playing around.
Keqing and Ganyu also sighed with relief.
However, Orion added: "But the one who came wasn't Dottore's main body; it was something like a clone of his."
Keqing asked: "Then where is this clone?"
Orion looked into the distance without answering, and Keqing didn't ask again, just patted Orion's hand: "Thank you for your hard work."
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After Lumine and his group hired people to move the Noctilucous Jade to Yujing Terrace, the next step of preparation was to prepare the essential oil.
So Zhongli took Lumine and Paimon to a flower shop. Lumine had met the owner of this flower shop before, and after dealing with him for a month, they were old acquaintances now.
If Orion saw this shopkeeper, he would probably smile knowingly, because this brother is the god-tier person who said the famous quote: "Seeing him make money is more uncomfortable than me losing money."
However, a god-tier person is a god-tier person. When he heard that Zhongli didn't bring money and asked if Rex Lapis had really passed away, he didn't even ask for a single coin and gave the flowers to Zhongli and the others directly. After all, these flowers were for the Rex Lapis.
So Zhongli put forward his next request: he needed Lumine and Paimon to make the essential oil.
As for himself, being a grown man, it was inconvenient for him to show up, so he went to wait by the statue of the seven, while Lumine went all over the street to find someone who knew how to make essential oil.
After wandering around and chatting up big sisters on the side of the road several times, Lumine and Paimon finally found an expert among experts.
Miss Ying'er of [Chunxiang Kiln].
Seeing Lumine bring Paimon over, Ying'er covered his mouth with a handkerchief and chuckled: "I wondered what kind of rascal the street gossip was talking about, but looking at you, you're quite the handsome one!"
Lumine, Paimon:???
Lumine pointed at himself: "Rascal? Playboy? Me?"
"Yes, unless it's this little Seelie next to you?" Ying'er used his handkerchief to playfully brush Lumine's face: "I heard about it an hour or two ago, that someone came to Liyue Harbor looking for fragrance and stealing jade, searching the streets for young girls and Demoiselles, sniffing them when he caught them, and asking if they knew how to make essential oil. How very rude. But now looking at your pretty face, I'm afraid you really want to find someone to grind tofu. Would the line of people waiting for you stretch from my Chunxiang Kiln to Bubu Pharmacy?"
Lumine:...
He felt he had been misunderstood about something.
Lumine quickly explained that he came because he wanted to make essential oil. Ying'er suddenly realized: "So you had a target in mind and wanted to make some essential oil to give to them. No wonder you haven't managed to get anyone all this time. But making essential oil, isn't that simple? What kind of scent do you want to make?"
Lumine reached out: "I want to make three, three different scents."
"Three?!" Ying'er was shocked: "Although I have heard that this'self-combing' indeed isn't like men and women where it must be one-to-one, but to look for three at once for 'mirror grinding'... little lady, you are truly a strange person!"
Lumine:...
Why did it feel like they weren't on the same page?
After wasting a lot of breath, Ying'er was finally ready to take them to make the essential oil.
Making essential oil requires boiling in a pot. Ying'er usually does it at home, which is fine, but today he was at [Chunxiang Kiln], and there were no pots here, so the group went to Wanmin Restaurant to borrow a stove.
Ying'er walked to Wanmin Restaurant, intending to say a few nice words to borrow a pot, but suddenly heard a lively voice from inside:
"Wow! Lumine, Paimon, why are you here?"
Xiangling, dressed as a cook, ran out and hugged Lumine.
Lumine was also very happy, and he immediately hugged back: "Xiangling, long time no see~"
Xiangling was stunned: "Long time no see? Didn't we just... oh oh right! Long time no see, long time no see!"
Xiangling wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He almost slipped up.
Ying'er raised his eyebrows when he saw this. So the target was Xiangling? That would be a lively girl scent, right?
Suddenly, another cold voice came from the side.
"Lumine, why are you here?"
Everyone looked over, and it was Shenhe, who had just finished serving dishes, walking over. He also chatted with Lumine.
Ying'er was stunned when he saw this. What a beautiful woman, what a fairy-like temperament! So, the second target is a cold fairy style? Then you need a scent that big sisters like!
However, one Xiangling and one ice fairy, what would the third type be?
Ying'er pondered for a long time, then suddenly looked at Paimon with a start.
A question mark slowly appeared above Paimon's head.
What the hell are you looking at?
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