Genshin Impact Internet Cafe: From Wendy to Wendy

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“…When you go to an opera, you should order the most famous actress; when you walk your bird, you should buy the most expensive thrush—this is life.” Zhongli said his life creed. Looking at the Traveler and Paimon who were staring at him in amazement, he explained, “However, this time I bought three kinds of colorful flowers because I want to make different ointments to offer in front of the Seven Heavens Statue. Then the Rock King will make his own choice…”

Is…is that so?

Players who had never heard of this tradition looked confused.

"Well, so... uh..." Zhongli had a rare flash of embarrassment on his face after he finished explaining the science, "... did you bring any money?"

"You don't have any money—?!"

Fortunately, the owner of the Wanyou Shop, Bo Lai, heard that the flowers were to be used in the ceremony of sending off the gods to the King of Rocks, and said that he would not charge for them, which was considered as a token of his appreciation to the King of Rocks. Otherwise...

"Anyway, I have to thank the boss for solving our urgent problem."

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After getting the Colorful Flower, Zhongli went to the Seven Days Statue to wait, while the Traveler and Paimon came to the Adventurer's Guild to ask who could make handmade ointment.

Finally, the traveler and Paimon learned an important clue from the fortune teller Qi Ming who often set up a stall at the dock.

That is Ying'er from Chunxiang Kiln, who makes handmade perfumed ointments.

When they arrived at Chunxiang Kiln, as soon as they saw the approaching travelers and Paimon, Chunxiang Kiln clerk Ying'er came up to greet them with a smile.

"Eh? Did you finally find me? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Huh? How did you know we were coming?" Paimon was a little surprised.

"I just heard that two people are looking for people who smell good all over the city... I was worried that you wouldn't come. In a sense, this is also a test of my charm..."

“…In short, [you should pick flowers when they are in bloom, and don’t wait until there are no flowers left to pluck empty branches]…Who can say that you did something wrong?”

Paimon: "..."

fluorescent:"……"

People playing games: "..."

What kind of tiger-wolf talk is this? !

When Ying'er began to instruct the travelers on how to make the ointment, everyone realized that what they had just said was just a drizzle, and the following words were...

Manmin Hall.

"…I have already greeted Master Mao, and now we are ready to start work~" Ying'er smiled brightly, "Are you ready to take responsibility for me?"

Paimon: "?"

fluorescent:"?"

Everyone: "???"

"...I mean...take on the responsibility of an assistant...help me get some water while I prepare the process."

After getting the water back.

"The method of making ointment is very different from that of alchemy. Let me teach you." Ying'er picked up a thick and long mortar and pestle and said softly, "It should be like this, gently... hold the mortar and pestle gently... and make sure your palm is close to it, so that it will not slip easily... then stir it at the rhythm that is most comfortable for you... until the juice of the neon flower..."

I’m talking to Tingting!

This... this isn't right?!

Is this a balm?!

Fortunately, Ying'er stopped there and became serious.

After making the essential oil, Ying'er looked very satisfied.

"Hmm, this is really a good essential oil. Now, the remaining part is the most important part... I will put it in water and simmer it over a slow fire until the water is almost evaporated... The juice of the neon flower must be used thoroughly without leaving even a drop~"

What ran over my face?!

Everyone had a dull expression and doubted their lives.

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"The first balm is sweet and dreamy...it's the favorite for little girls."

"The second one smells noble and is the favorite of rich girls..."

"The last scent is gentle but lingering, and is most popular among mature women..."

"Remember this? Don't use it in the wrong situation."

Ying'er handed the three kinds of ointments to the traveler and said meaningfully: "Well, let me give you one last word - if you want to have your feet on three boats, you have to think carefully about which foot to lift first~"

The crowd, who had just recovered a little, felt something rolling over their faces again.

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On the outskirts of Liyue, the Traveler and Paimon found Zhongli standing in a daze in front of the statue.

After offering the three kinds of perfume to the Seven Days Statue in turn, everyone was shocked to find that the Seven Days Statue actually responded to the third kind of perfume, which was the favorite of mature women.

"What was that just now..." Paimon was shocked, "Is that the style that mature older sisters like to use? Could it be that... Emperor Yan Wang is actually an older sister?!"

“Hahaha… maybe.” Zhongli, who had always been very calm, smiled and said, “There are tens of thousands of incarnations of the Rock King. Maybe there really is such an image.”

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"So, we have completed one preparation. What is the next one?"

"Next... I hope you two can borrow the [Dust-Cleansing Bell] for me. Currently, the one who keeps the Dust-Cleansing Bell is a friend of mine, called Grandma Ping. She is near Yujing Terrace. You can ask her, she will know the answer."

"Okay..." Paimon nodded, and then she noticed that Zhongli had no intention of going with us, and couldn't help wondering, "Isn't Mr. Zhongli going with us this time?"

"Well, I have some reasons that I cannot disclose, so I'll trouble you two to do it for me."

"Eh..." Paimon looked at the dumb traveler and whispered, "Why is Mr. Zhongli so mysterious this time?"

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Unlike ordinary customers who did not understand the deeper meaning, Yan Fei, who was visiting the Internet cafe for the first time, and Xiang Ling, who was almost finishing the main storyline of Mondstadt, saw the ongoing plot dialogue on the screen of players with fast plot progress, and their faces changed after a moment of confusion.

Grandma Ping’s…friend?!

They looked at Ge Chenlangshi Zhenjun who was busy in the hall, and then looked at Zhongli who was silently playing on the computer not far away. The two of them looked like strangers. Even if Ge Chenlangshi Zhenjun passed by them, Zhongli would never chat with Ge Chenlangshi Zhenjun.

Yan Fei and Xiang Ling, who were not stupid at all, finally realized something.

Could it be…

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Yujingtai.

After talking to Grandma Ping, Grandma Ping said that she was too old and too slow to find things, so it would be better for the Traveler and Paimeng to go and find the Dust-Clearing Bell themselves. She told the Traveler that all her belongings were in the [pot] on the table next to her.

“…all your belongings?” Paimeng looked at the pot next to her that was not even half her size, confused.

I thought that such a small pot couldn't even hold much tea, so how could it hold household items? Wouldn't it only hold small items?

Ying, who was going through the plot, didn't understand what was going on. She looked at the three dialogue options on the screen, pondered for a moment, and chose the third option, [Let Paimon go into the pot and take a look. ]

"I can't get in! No matter how hard I try, I can't get in, right?!" Paimon complained in both the game and in reality, "And why would you let me in? Can't I just lift the lid and take a look?!"

Next, after the traveler touched the pot tentatively, the surrounding scenery changed instantly. Finally, the players found that they suddenly appeared in a place that looked like the legendary immortal cave.

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“Where…is this place?!”

"This seems to be the place where the legendary immortals live! Could it be!"

"Hiss... Grandma Ping... is she an immortal?!"

"What! The Immortal is by my side?!"

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The players reacted very quickly and revealed Grandma Ping's true identity at once. However, because Grandma Ping's identity as an immortal was so shocking to them, no one remembered that Zhongli had said before that he and Grandma Ping were friends.

After destroying wave after wave of monsters and solving one mechanism after another, everyone finally arrived at the depths of the space in the pot that was like a secret realm and obtained the Dust-Purifying Bell.

After coming out, the conversation with Grandma Ping almost made it clear that Grandma Ping was the legendary immortal. Everyone couldn't help but exclaim again. Some even wanted to go out of the Internet cafe to see the legendary immortal, but they were disappointed to find that the immortal named "Grandma Ping" had disappeared, and the table that had been there for countless years was also taken to an unknown place.

Ge Chenlangshi Zhenjun who was working: "..."

Fortunately, she came into contact with Boss Su early on, and later due to various coincidences, she became a member of the Internet cafe. Her image was no longer the Grandma Ping image that the people of Liyue were familiar with. Otherwise, once this plot came out, she would never have any leisurely days again.

“Lishui, it seems that what the Emperor and Aping did with their avatars was right.” True Lord Xueyue Zhuyang secretly glanced at the chaotic internet cafe hall and said with lingering fear, “I haven’t been to Liyue for so many years. I didn’t expect that people of this era would be so… worshipping immortals, as if seeing an immortal would make them rich and gain good luck. Imagine being surrounded by a bunch of ordinary people, but you can’t lose your temper and coax them to leave… It’s really terrifying!”

"That's right! Let's keep a low profile and don't let others discover our true identities."

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After being bombarded with all kinds of evidence, someone finally remembered what Zhongli had said about Grandma Ping being his friend.

Hu Tao looked suspiciously at Zhongli, who had been silent since the beginning of the story. A guess that had always been in her mind was now confirmed.

Her hand slapped on Zhongli's shoulder. After noticing Zhongli's obvious stiffening reaction, Hu Tao smiled. Although her smile was sweet, her tone was cold: "Guest Zhong is not a simple person. Even the legendary immortal is your friend."

"Uh... Master Hu, please listen to my excuse..."

"No need to say more, I have already guessed your identity!" Hu Tao touched her chin and looked at Zhongli, who seemed to have a bead of sweat on his forehead. She said in a deep voice, "Zhongli, if I am not mistaken, you are... the immortal, right?"

"…ah?!"

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