"I make no judgment on this behavior, but... taking your anger out on others is indeed going a bit too far."
Zhong Li continued to silently sip his tea and eat pastries. The owner of the shop eyed him strangely, perhaps thinking him a rich patron.
"Proprietor, sending the bill to Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, that should be fine, right?"
The teahouse owner looked unsurprised. This customer was truly capricious; he always had his meals sent to Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. Who was the one supporting this handsome young man? So wealthy.
"Heh heh! Zhongli! Sending it to Wangsheng Funeral Parlor again, are we? You are truly my esteemed consultant. Other consultants at least have some value, but you? You have no value at all, just spending my money all day!"
Hu Tao, for some reason, still held a shovel in her left hand, as if she had just returned from doing something. The dirt on the shovel even looked fresh.
"Ahem, let's not talk about that for now. What were you up to again? Don't tell me you buried Qiqi again?"
Mentioning Qiqi made Hu Tao a little nervous, as if she had done something wrong. Zhongli, who knew Hu Tao well, naturally understood what this meant. He hoped that Bai Zhu wouldn't come looking for trouble again.
Meanwhile, in Mondstadt City, the usually busy citizens had all stopped, staring intently at the video playing before them. They glanced at the Honkai Impact 3rd merchandise store next door. Those with foresight would surely realize the store would be mobbed soon. And so...
Even though the store hadn't opened yet, a long queue had already formed. Everyone gazed at the dark screen, trying to imprint Sirin's image into their minds.
For this majestic queen, the Anemo Archon seemed to hold little importance. Eh?
The video continued. In a blink, the members of Anti-Entropy had gathered in the launch bay, anxiously discussing how many people to send to the moon.
"I'm definitely going. There's no need to try and dissuade me. I will do my best to hold off the Herrscher of the Void. You guys hurry and obtain the tablets to get the data. Humanity can't wait any longer."
With Welt's decisive statement, the names for the moon mission were settled: Siegfried, Welt, and Einstein.
After all, obtaining the data was not something one person could accomplish. Someone had to provide support. If they were quick, their chances would be greater. Welt possessed the core of the Herrscher of Reason, and he could only hold them off for an hour or two.
As they donned their suits, the individuals in space suits appeared before everyone's eyes. Cecilia's eyes were filled with worry. She had to stay behind on the ground, being the strongest combat force here. It was all she could do.
With the launch of the rocket, the plan officially commenced.
All the viewers watching this scene had their worldview significantly impacted to varying degrees. Especially when they saw the rocket, they wondered if such a thing truly existed.
To achieve flight and exploration without relying on gods, that seemed impossible...
Some were less impressed, as in their eyes, it was still just a game. Unless you brought a rocket right before their eyes, they wouldn't believe it.
Since it was a dark screen phase, no one knew what was happening. The previously quiet tavern erupted in discussion.
"If you ask me, Welt probably won't come back. Trying to hold off our Queen? How is that possible? Our Queen is the strongest! I declare, I will establish a Sirin Fan Club! I will offer my meager strength to my Queen!"
As one person spoke, many like-minded individuals cheered and quickly formed a Sirin Fan Club in the tavern. One wonders if they would raze the merchandise store if they saw what happened next?
Diluc silently polished a wine glass behind the counter, his face unreadable. However, his eyes never left the screen. The information contained in this video was too mind-boggling, bordering on delusion.
Yet, it was precisely these delusions that sparked some peculiar thoughts in him.
"Is this... the power of the unknown? If it could be utilized here... Mondstadt's defenses wouldn't need to be so concerning."
As expected of Master Diluc, he was always thinking of Mondstadt's safety, no matter the time.
Outside the Honkai Impact 3rd merchandise store, countless members of the Sirin Fan Club had already gathered. However, they remained silent, simply forming a circle and watching the screen, eager to know the subsequent plot.
Venti, passing by, felt a bit exasperated. What was going on? Had he been too lax? Were they all rebelling? They no longer believed in him, the Anemo Archon, and instead believed in Sirin. Fine, you rebellious citizens.
"I really thank you, Shopkeeper! If you don't compensate me with some rewards today, I'm not leaving this shop!"
Venti, not one to back down, squatted by the Honkai Impact 3rd merchandise store, like a rogue waiting to ambush someone.
"Yae Miko, what are your thoughts?"
"Hmm, my thoughts are excellent. Let's order a hundred thousand copies. If I sell them at Yae Publishing House, I think they'll be a massive success! I just wonder if the Shopkeeper will agree to give me the copyright?"
As expected of the pink-haired fox, whenever it came to novels, she would consider the future development of Yae Publishing House and the direction of the novel.
"Who's asking you that? I'm asking what your thoughts are on the unknown things in the video! Not about novels!"
Raiden Ei looked exasperated, almost reaching for her slippers to give her a smack.
"Hmm? You mean that? My evaluation is... delusional."
Mini-theater: Sleepytime
"I say, is this necessary? I'm just staying here temporarily. You staring at me like this, I can't sleep! Also, put down your Skyward Blade. Don't think I don't have one! Don't think this can threaten me."
Lu Ze sat trembling in the corner, looking at his father-in-law. Why was he so different from the person from earlier?
"Do you know why I'm doing this? It's because some pig has been sniffing around my cabbage! Otherwise, I wouldn't be like this. Don't you agree, Ancestor?"
Kevin silently held his weapon, sitting aside with a bored expression. Why did they call me here to preside?
"If I could beat you, I wouldn't have invited the Ancestor. You're not getting out of this room tonight, and you're not whispering secrets to my daughter! Oh, right, both daughters!"
Lu Ze swallowed hard. What kind of person was this? If he couldn't win, he'd call for backup, and it's a two-on-one, isn't it? Sob sob...