Genshin Impact: Quietly Investing for Six Thousand Years

Wangsheng Hall, Chen Mo’s courtyard.

A red figure rushed in hurriedly.

"Chen Mo!"

Rushing into the innermost room, I saw a little white-haired girl lying on the big bed, sleeping soundly with a quilt in her arms.

With eyes wide open, he peeked inside cautiously.

Not in there?

Is he sleeping in another room?

"Um..."

Shen He hugged Chen Mo's quilt, rubbed his eyes, and climbed up in a daze.

"He went out."

"What? He hasn't told me the secret of the coupon yet?!"

Walnut looked angry.

Shen He stretched and held out his hand to Hu Tao, "Come here, I'll tell you."

"What do you want to do?!" Hu Tao moved, took a step back carefully, and looked alert.

"Don't you want to know the secret of coupons? I know." Shen He looked indifferent.

Chen Mo told me this "secret" yesterday.

He said he had something to do tomorrow and if Hu Tao asked, he could tell her about it.

And...he even hugged her when he left.

Thinking of this, the tips of Shen He's snow-white ears suddenly turned pink, and he hugged the quilt tightly with both hands.

Hu Tao rolled her eyes, "Well, I don't want to know. Tell me where Chen Mo went?"

"I don't know either." Shen He answered truthfully.

"How is that possible? I don't believe it!" Hu Tao crossed her arms and looked like, "Don't try to fool me."

"Believe it or not, it's up to you."

Having said that, he buried his head in the quilt again, ready to sleep for a while.

Finally he was not here, so I quietly went to his bed and of course I wanted to sleep a little longer.

After taking a deep breath, Shen He's little face was full of satisfaction.

Looking at Shen He's strange behavior, Hu Tao tilted her head.

Hu Tao, when I was three years old, I recited books while standing upside down and read all the famous articles in the collection, but I couldn't understand this little girl.

I have to go back and find some more books to read.

"Hu Tao, do you know how to make others like you more?"

Shen He's voice came from under the quilt.

walnut:"……"

Chen Mo also said that the love potion was fake!

Did you give her some love potion again yesterday?

……

Liyue Harbor.

Chen Mo stood at the port in a blue shirt, holding his forehead with his hand, looking a bit helpless, "What am I doing?"

Looking at the huge port in front of him, the behemoth that handles merchant ships from seven countries.

A sense of absurdity arose in Chen Mo's heart.

He had been feeling strange ever since he had inexplicably woken up in the cave.

He had never tested his current strength, but he had lost too much strength when he came out of the cave.

Although his strength was recovering slowly these days, he couldn't tell to what extent.

The most important thing is...mindset.

Since coming to the continent of Teyvat, including the time he spent hiding, he has lived for at least six thousand years.

'Even rocks sometimes get tired after years of wear and tear.'

His current state of mind feels no different from when he first came here.

In the past, when he encountered such things, he would follow the traditional idea that a gentleman's revenge is never too late, even after ten years, while a villain's revenge is always late.

Now they have actually reached the port early in the morning, preparing to launch a series of operations such as infiltration, sabotage, etc., and finally make the villain kneel down and beg for mercy.

"It's fallen!" Chen Mo sighed.

When did he become interested in such a cheesy plot?

But when I think about the villain getting slapped in the face, I feel an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

As expected, I am still a normal person who has not been worn out.

"Wandering in the world, wandering in the world..."

After repeating the mantra of "slacking off" several times in his mind, Chen Mo let out a long sigh of relief.

It pulls the destiny star and shakes the stars. This is a star that controls "variables" and "fate".

Destiny is like silk threads. The so-called controlling destiny is nothing more than moving these silk threads according to one's own ideas.

When one line moves, the ones behind it will follow.

Changing fate is simple but also difficult. Ordinary immortals can pluck some threads with all their strength. The difficulty lies in how to make the threads move according to one's own ideas.

Often when the thread of fate is pulled, not only will it fail to achieve the results you want, it may even backfire and harm you.

It’s a huge port with people coming and going.

Chen Mo stood on the side of the road with his eyes closed, but no one noticed him.

"So that's how it is." A hint of understanding flashed across Chen Mo's eyes.

Mr. Hu once received wood from Mr. Yang. All of this wood was cut from a piece of land stained with the residue of the devil, which was unlucky.

The Hall of Rebirth was originally a place for praying for the dead, so Mr. Hu bought the wood and sent it to the Hall of Rebirth. Unexpectedly, Mr. Yang not only sent a large amount of wood.

A coffin was also delivered, and Hu could tell at a glance that it was from an ancient Liyue burial, and he sharply asked Boss Yang if he had "taken dirty money".

And asked Boss Yang to return the things quickly. Boss Yang agreed very well, sold the things and opened a lumber shop.

The coffin left in the Hall of Rebirth was contaminated with the remains of the demon god. Old Hu used all his skills to subdue it and burn it.

My health has not been as good as before since then.

What’s even more interesting is that there is someone hiding behind Boss Yang.

In the darkness, there was a smiling black-haired man, and he had countless blood-stained Moras flowing through him.

"Use all means to make us the heart of the money circulating in the world."

"The twisted Emperor's chef?" Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, a weird smile appearing on his face.

No wonder he wanted to set up the Hall of Rebirth. This man hated Morax so much, and occasionally he disgusted Liyue's traditional industries just to attract his attention.

Licking a dog will lead to a bad death!

Then this Boss Yang is probably just cannon fodder.

"They are so greedy to try to pass off inferior goods as good ones and even raise the price!"

"But aren't you afraid that the wood you sold to Wangshengtangci will give you nightmares at night?"

I can't help but sigh that Mora is really a good guy. He is not even afraid of ghosts.

His fingers gently plucked the silk thread, transmitting a trace of nightmare along the "network cable".

Those people should sleep well at night!

I'm so kind.

Jie! Jie! Jie!

Chen Mo's smiling face suddenly froze.

So immature, was I this kind of person before? !

He now increasingly doubts whether he has lived too long and is developing Alzheimer's disease.

Chen Mo tried hard to pull the corners of his mouth and walked slowly in the port. Surrounded by the dense crowd, people passing by would subconsciously avoid him.

"Big brother, do you want to buy a skewer of grilled tiger fish?"

Hearing the voice, Chen Mo was stunned and turned his head to look.

A little girl who looked about twelve or thirteen years old was carrying a small basket.

Her white hair was tied up with an old wooden hairpin, but some white hair was still scattered on her shoulders.

She had ruby ​​eyes and was wearing clothes made of very old fabrics. She was very thin, which made the clothes look a little too big for her, as if they were draped loosely on her body.

The fair skin looks a little red under the scorching sun.

He recognized the little girl at first sight.

The future seven stars of Liyue - Tianquan Star, Ningguang!