Genshin Impact: Descend to Teyvat Up Pool

Idrisi pounded the ground hard, his teeth clenched to make a crunching sound, and he squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

"Damn it, can the captain just let it go like this? That bastard Zayar is really good at hiding!"

Suddenly a strange voice sounded among the crowd.

"I heard you were looking for Zayar?"

The mercenaries who were sitting on the ground stood up instantly and looked at the jar-headed monster who suddenly appeared with nervous expressions.

One of the mercenaries had a drastic change of expression. Others might not know who this guy was, but he knew it very well.

When the mushroom beasts surrounded the city, he was in the crowd and watched this guy humiliate the Thirty-Man Group and the Disciplinary Officer in public before walking away.

The mercenary hurried to Idrisi's ear and told him about Leran's great achievements during this period.

All the mercenaries swallowed their saliva and moved closer to each other, as if this would make them feel more secure.

Idrisi took a step forward and stood in front of Leran and asked.

"I don't know where the Zayar that Tuguan boss mentioned is. If you can tell us, we would be very grateful."

Le Ran waved his hand, opened up space, and pointed at the humanoid figure lying on a bed.

"Come and see if this guy is the Zayar you are looking for."

The people of Ahmar's Beard looked at the humanoid creature in front of them, which was like a pool of dried liquid stuck to the bed, and took a step back together.

Only Idrisi suppressed the discomfort in his heart, walked a few steps to the group of people, and carefully looked at the face that looked like a twisted skeleton.

As Idrissi watched, he became more and more agitated. Several times he wanted to draw his knife and kill the other person, but when he turned around and looked at Leran beside him, he forced himself to hold back.

"Master Tujar, this is the Zayar we are looking for. I wonder what price we have to pay before you can hand him over to us?"

Le Ran waved his hand to close the space channel and looked at the mercenaries opposite him. No matter how strong the opponent was, they barely met his requirements in terms of number and momentum.

"I'm going to the Red King's Mausoleum and I'm in need of a team of guides and bodyguards. As long as you can help me solve the troubles along the way, not just Zayar."

Le Ran waved his hand casually, and a scene of a group of people picking fruits appeared in front of Ahmar's Whiskers through the space channel.

"I'll leave these guys to you guys as well."

Idrisi stopped the people behind him who were ready to make a move, and looked at Le Ran seriously.

"With your strength, you don't need our protection. Even the Thirty-Man Group and the Disciplinary Officers can't do anything to you. I don't think our strength can do anything to you!"

It’s not that Idrissi is timid, but the Zayar in the hand of the man in front of him makes Idrissi think more.

The mercenaries of Ahmar's Beard were not afraid of death, but Idrisi could not accept dying in front of that bastard Zayar.

Looking at Idrisi who looked nervous, Le Ran smiled and took out a jar from the cave and shook it in front of everyone.

"As you can see, I'm a businessman, and businessmen believe in making money through harmony. I don't want to kill people all the way and make them bloody, but there must be some people who can act as a deterrent!"

Le Ran said this and signaled to everyone in Ahmar's Beard with his eyes. The meaning was self-evident.

When Idrisi heard what Leran said, he thought about the Gilded Brigade that occasionally appeared as bandits in the desert.

Turning around and looking at Le Ran's outfit, it was like declaring that he was a fat sheep in the desert.

If Le Ran ran into the desert wearing this, it would be a bloody battle with corpses everywhere.

Looking at Idrisile who suddenly realized, he spread out his hands and said.

"How about it, are you interested in taking this commission? If you don't take it, I will go find someone else. I heard that the God King's Legacy is notorious in the desert. There should be many people willing to help me."

Idrisi looked at the people behind him and spoke hurriedly.

"No, we at Akhmar's Beard will take over the job for Master Tujar."

Le Ran walked up to Idrisi, patted his shoulder and smiled.

"There's no need to be so nervous. I won't do anything to you. It's just a trip to the Red King's Mausoleum. There's not even any trap there. It's just like traveling."

Idrisi felt that what Leran said was right, and after discussing with his brothers, he prepared to buy some supplies separately. After all, going deep into the desert is not an easy task.

When Idrisi was about to separate, he found that his brothers did not move and were staring at him intently.

"Why are you looking at me? I don't have Mora either."

"Idrisi, go borrow some from the Tujar Master. I heard he has countless Mora."

Idrisi turned his head to glance at Leran, then quickly turned his head back.

"Okay, I'll go over and ask you guys."

After saying this, Idrisi, the grown man, walked towards Leran with a red face, still hesitating all the way.

If Le Ran hadn't been unable to bear it and resorted to some trickery, there's no telling how long this story would have lasted.

"Boss Leran, can you lend us some Mora? We have been tracking down Zayal recently and have no time to take on commissions. We promise to pay you back when we earn enough money!"

Looking at the rough man with a red face in front of him, Le Ran took out a bag of Mora from his arms and said generously.

"It's just Mora, you don't have to pay it back. I'm not that stingy. I'll cover all the expenses along the way."

Idrisi opened the Mora bag and took a look inside. He was almost blinded by the number on one of the Moras.

"This is too much. We don't need so much."

Le Ran raised his hand to interrupt Idrisi and said indifferently.

"I don't have change. They're all this size. Go and come back quickly. I can't wait to go to the desert and see what it means to have a solitary smoke rising in the desert and a setting sun over a long river."

Seeing Leran's firm attitude, Idrisi was also a straightforward man. He assigned Mora and his brothers to the market to buy the necessary items according to the old rules.

In less than half an hour, the people returned with empty hands and furry beasts hung with various items.

Le Ran looked at the furry beasts of burden that each person had, reached out to take the leash that Idrisi handed to him, and rubbed the thick fur on the furry beast's head.

"The domesticated ones are more obedient than the wild ones."

At this time, Idrisi walked up to Leran with the money bag, which had not gotten smaller but had become larger.

"Boss Tujar, this is the remaining money."

"You can keep them. I really like these dozens of furry beasts of burden. I will take them all away after this trip."

Idrisi's face turned a little ugly and he spoke bluntly.

"Boss Tuguan, although this money is really a lot and enough for us to go to the Red King's Mausoleum dozens of times, we agreed that the reward this time is that bastard Zayar!"

Le Ran, who was being rubbed by the pack animal's head, turned around and looked at Idrisi with a surprised look.

"Of course it's Zayal. He hasn't made me break the value of the contract yet."