National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

Stop it and put the summoning question aside for now.

Jiang Yuan's thoughts returned to the mission.

"Is there a time limit for the task?" he said with high spirits.

In order to get as many character summoning opportunities as possible, he could summon Dardalia alone to see the other party's reaction. If there was enough time, he felt that he could use up all the materials the system had just put in his backpack in one go!

〔have. 〕

[Time limit is one week. 〕

Jiang Yuan felt very sorry.

The time limit for the previous task of sharing milk tea with others was not enough.

For this task of making milk tea to share with others, time is even more insufficient.

"Wouldn't such an interesting mission be set as a permanent mission?"

[Ding, I don’t have this idea at the moment. 〕

"Ok."

Jiang Yuan sighed.

Then he looked up and found that the elves around him were watching him silently.

The expressions range from calm to strange.

Paimon covered his face, seemingly helpless.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yuan asked.

"You guy, when will you get rid of your sudden daze?" Pamon pointed with his hands on his hips, "You are still sighing now, are you thinking of something?"

Jiang Yuan talked to the system through his thoughts in his mind, much faster than speaking with his mouth.

But even so, how could he not be noticed after he had spoken so many words to the system and received a task?

Unless he is deliberately distracted, doesn't it look like he is in a daze to others?

This sudden sigh after the system told him that the task was time-limited made people who didn't know even more confused.

Paimon knew what Jiang Yuan was doing, and what he said seemed to be a bit accusatory, but it was actually a reminder to him.

Jiang Yuan himself was actually aware of this situation and asked questions to open up the topic.

"I sighed just now because I regretted that I ran out of milk tea stock."

Jiang Yuan spread his hands and explained.

He noticed that the elf who was lucky enough not to be given milk tea breathed a sigh of relief.

When Jiang Yuan first took out the milk tea, the elves who had tasted Jiang Yuan's craftsmanship were full of expectations.

Until I took a sip, or saw the expressions of the tribesmen drinking the milk tea.

I originally thought that the amount of milk tea seemed to be insufficient, so I might be able to satisfy the Kou tribe members, but I gave up this idea at once.

"but--"

Jiang Yuan changed his voice and smiled.

"It just occurred to me that I still have raw materials here!"

While the elves were collectively dumbfounded, the audience in the live broadcast room collectively transformed into happy people, grinning from the corners of their mouths to the back of their heads. Looking at the expressions of the elves in the live broadcast, the joy in their hearts could be conveyed through the barrage.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"I understand, when Brother Jiang wants to make a living, nothing can stop him!"

"Anyway, it's not us who want to taste these Teyvat special milk teas. I'm laughing to death."

"Specialty? Where is it? Let me take a look!"

"?"

“I believe the people of Teyvat don’t really agree with this statement about Teyvat’s specialty milk tea.”

"It's really touching. In order to let everyone taste the delicious milk tea, Brother Jiang generously donated the materials he collected!"

"He really, I cried to death."

"Wow, wow, wow, it's really touching."

"The friendship between Brother Jiang and the elves shines at this moment!"

"I think what's shining is the tears shining in the eyes of the elves..."

"These must be tears of emotion!"

"Hahahahaha that makes sense."

The audience was not curious as to why Brother Jiang had so many raw materials for making milk tea in his backpack.

As we all know, Jiang Yuan has everything in his backpack, and nothing is too much to take out.

Some barrages firmly believed that Jiang Yuan could even take out the mecha Brother Liu brought some time ago when he turned around.

Jiang Yuan touched his chin when he saw the barrage: I really don't have this. I'll discuss it with the system later and ask him to go to Brother Liu in the dream to grind it out and see if he can borrow a mecha and drive it for fun.

This idea was secretly written down by him.

What I am currently doing is bringing surprises to the elves!

Although the elves themselves may be... not that surprising.

"Remove the possibility," Pamon whispered in his ear, "don't you think their expressions are more like shock?"

"Have it?"

Jiang Yuan asked back.

"I think they're looking forward to it."

Jiang Yuan calmly ignored the expressions of the elves who had keen hearing and could hear their whispered conversations.

He showed a bright smile to the elves: "We agreed to share it, of course I will share it with all of you elves!"

"Oh, and the mermaids and celestial beings who will come later, their share is enough, I will not forget them!"

"Obviously he said this in a cheerful tone, but when combined with the whole thing, it seems more like saying -" Paimon folded his hands on his chest and complained as a temporary narrator, "It's not just you, the mermaids and the celestial beings." I won’t let it go either.”

The following words were spoken by Paimon in a lowered and longer voice. In addition, the cold wind blew towards the elves, which actually gave people a dark feeling.

Jiang Yuan looked back: "Thunder Hammer, where did you get this fan?"

Thunder Hammer, who was fanning according to Paimon's instructions, stopped and said, "Paimon gave it to me."

Pamon chuckled.

"Isn't this very atmospheric?"

"Is there any atmosphere, a harmful atmosphere?" Jiang Yuan took the fan from Thunder Hammer, "Confiscated."

He took a look and saw that the fan looked familiar.

It was the fan that Paimon had given him when he was interested in storytelling and willing to tell stories to others.

Later, he didn't know where the fan went. He thought it was lost, but he didn't expect that Paimon had put it away.

"Also, as a kind, gentle and righteous traveler like me, how could I have any bad intentions?"

"You think so?" he asked the elves.

"Indeed." Elf Godson El nodded without hesitation, as if he had forgotten the unfinished milk tea in his hand.

Or--

It was precisely because he had not forgotten the milk tea that he could reply so firmly.

Such delicacies should be shared with more people to taste, such as the mermaid and heavenly beings who have a good relationship with them.

When Jiang Yuan said that he wanted to share it with other races and more people, the expressions of the elves changed.

When I suffer something bad, I just want to see others suffer it too...

Well, no, it should be said that "it is better to be alone than to be happy together".

El smiled slightly, subconsciously took a sip of the drink in his hand, and his expression froze.

His long-lost friend is naturally a very nice person, kind-hearted, cheerful and willing to share.

There is only a hint of bad taste.

"Look!" Jiang Yuan raised his chin proudly towards Paimon, "Eldu said so!"

The other elves thought that more people would taste the "delicious food" and echoed their son's words.

"Tch." Paimon curled his lips, "This must be the filter brought about by time!"