Genshin Impact: I am the only one who can bring disaster to Teyvat

"You know, Paimon, I haven't appeared for a long time to do a commission, but this time the situation is urgent, and it has to be me. Liyue is the second most ethereal person like an immortal."

"I think he was wandering before he became Paimon. Since he has no household registration certificate, he is somewhat similar to the stranger called Traveler."

'Paimon's mind is so easy to grasp. Just a few compliments and this little mascot will be eager to sacrifice her life. Unfortunately, she has the qualities to be a tool, but not the skills to be one.'

"You are so cruel. You want to exploit such a small creature?"

Two illusory, invisible souls sat on the beams, observing and thinking. Looking at little Paimon below, who was swearing confidently and patting his chest while carrying a package, they all shook their heads in amazement.

"But with Paimeng's eloquence, she probably can't persuade the immortals. It's a great thing that she can calm them down."

"I really want to see the scene of the Seven Stars and the Liyue Immortals fighting each other."

The fair god was objectively evaluating Paimon's abilities, while the black-hearted fox was always fantasizing about impossible scenarios. The two souls just sat quietly on the beams and watched until Paimon walked out with a small bag on his back. Qiqi followed Baizhu out to prepare medicinal materials.

With a precise leap he returned to his body, the samurai Sakurasai rubbed his stomach which was aching slightly, and urged Hisahi Shinobu to quickly open the box and take out the things he had carefully prepared.

At the same time, his fox tail swung to the side, and the travelers who were hiding in deep sleep were awakened voluntarily.

"Why did you wake up faster than me?" After opening her eyes and looking around, Ying pulled the fox tail that was flying towards her cheek and took a bite, then leaned her body and hung all her weight on the tail.

Taking advantage of the fox's tail, Ying successfully reached the next bed and asked dissatisfiedly: "You guys didn't cut corners on the pills you took, did you?"

"It's just a simple physical problem. If it was really a matter of dosage, then you would be like Tevarin and unable to wake up no matter how hard you beat you."

Pointing at Tevarin who was still sleeping soundly on the bed behind him, Wendy shook her head and sighed, "I just gave him a few more pills, how could he still be unconscious now? Tevarin is not doing well now. He used to be a warrior who could swallow several plates in a row."

"Master Gon Palace, please do not touch the food in the hot pot with anything other than chopsticks. Boiling the hot pot is also considered cooking."

Taking the colander from the servant god Sakurasai, he evenly distributed the cabbage into each grid, and Jiuqi Ren turned the button to turn up the fire.

Taking out the early pomelo from his tail and placing it beside him, the god of savour Yingsai looked at the soup in the hot pot and retorted, "I'm not some causal-level weapon. Why do you think it will become unpalatable if you touch it with any cooking utensils other than chopsticks?"

Lovingly picking up a piece of cooked mutton and putting it into the bowl of the attendant god Yingzhai, Wendy said solemnly:

"We still have to be vigilant. Back then, Baalzebub just passed by the kitchen while we were cooking, and the food we were cooking smelled strange."

"Don't slander Lord Baalzebub here. I can admit that Lord Baalzebub's cooking skills are indeed poor, but that's because when he cooks, he may accidentally leak a little lightning element. What impact can it have if he accidentally passes by?"

The loyal followers tried to clear their god's name.

Wendy shook her head.

"Even if you don't want to admit it, you have to admit that the dish did taste bad because of Baalzeb. The Great Ci Tree King, who was busy in the kitchen at the time, thought that Baalzeb wanted to rush in to show off his cooking skills, so he panicked and added a little more seasoning."

"You can't blame me for thinking too much. Who made Baalzebul pass by several times in one minute? And Baal wasn't in the kitchen. There seems to be no other possibility except this one."

Wendy stuck her tongue out of her mouth and said with a bitter face, "The Chinese herbal medicine base is not very good. Even sesame paste can't cover up the bitter taste."

"I think it's good. It's a new and fresh taste that I've never tasted before. And does it taste bitter? It's obviously a little sweet." Ying chewed and said, "Did the gods cook for you when you had gatherings before?"

"You're scooping up the stuff at the bottom of the chocolate pot... It depends on the mood. Such grand gatherings have only been held a few times in the past thousand years. Such gatherings are only held when there is something important to discuss."

Wendy put her chopsticks into the pot of green soup and said nonchalantly:

"After all, we get together quite frequently, and we can't trouble the General Affairs Department every time. Sometimes we book a restaurant, and sometimes we just find a picnic in the wilderness. This way it's more lively and fun."

"...I thought the soup in this pot was wasabi, but it seems not to be. The taste is a little weird, but Sakurasai didn't pick up anything other than chopsticks."

Frowning and swallowing the mutton in his mouth, Wendy curiously picked up another piece and said, "It smells like grass and earth. Don't tell me this is made from weeds pulled from the roadside."

The attendant Yingzhai shook his head and said admiringly: "Although it is also grass, it is not picked casually on the roadside. This is made into soup after a special processing method. Have you heard of beef belly hot pot?"

"It is because of this soup in the bottom of the pot that I use this pot that can prevent the soup from other pots from jumping into another pot. Of course, another reason is to avoid the smell of other pots."

Ying turned her curious chopsticks in another direction.

Wendy lowered her head and thought for a moment, then asked the ubiquitous wind and listened to its answer: "The beef stomach hotpot uses the ingredients in the cow's stomach... Ugh~ Why do you use such a pot base?! This is not edible for humans!"

"People in some areas of Liyue like to eat this, and I found the most authentic soup base made by a master chef, so you can eat it with confidence. It will definitely not be like what some gourmets make on their own and end up using the wrong cow stomach."

"I can't enjoy this blessing. I'd better give it to Tevarin."

Silently changing a pair of chopsticks, the wind god Barbatos always considered his unlovable dependent.

He smiled gently and said, "Tevalin is foolish and can easily find deceptions in others. As a responsible god, I have to consider him at all times."

"For example, what happened this morning. Did I knock Tevarin unconscious to avenge a personal vendetta? Of course not! What kind of personal vendetta could there be between us? Tevarin cursed and swore, which seemed unlovable, but in fact it was a manifestation of his deep love and harsh criticism."

"I understand Tevarin, so I never care about his scolding. I will take it as a warning to myself."

The wind blowing in from the window seemed to bring the aroma of wine. Intoxicated by the wind, Wendy confided, "I knocked him out so that he could escape the old man's evil hands. The old man faked his death with bad intentions, and he must have prepared some test."

"Maybe it's some sealed demon that suddenly broke through the seal. A fellow who can survive under a long-term seal should not be underestimated. If Tevarin is still awake, he will definitely rush over in a hurry."

"Is this okay? No, this will not only ruin the old man's test, but will also hurt Tvarin. I am too kind to consider the lovely Tvarin!"

Covering her chest where her passionate heart was beating, Wendy praised herself sincerely.

"Ah~ What a friendly relationship between gods and their followers."

The attendant god Yingsai sighed enviously, "It's a pity that Lord Baalzebub is still autistic. I can only find a way to escape by myself. I might be caught for nothing. But that damn fate is destined that someone will be caught for nothing in the end."

"I wonder if Paimon has walked out of Liyue Harbor yet? The situation is urgent now. They should be using special methods to get there. Paimon may not be able to bear it."

"...It seems that my idea that I cannot be left behind is indeed correct, otherwise I would definitely be caught working for nothing." Ying bit the chopsticks.

"Liyue's standards for arresting free laborers are too unsophisticated. How could Paimon, who is in such a bad condition, be arrested and forced to work for free?"

What can a small mascot do?

He ate, drank, and slept, and gained weight, which became increasingly heavy when pressed on his chest. Apart from that, he didn't have even half the fighting power of a wild boar.

"Can't they find someone more reliable?"

"Paimon is pretty reliable sometimes...someone's coming!"