Genshin Impact: Funina's Official Pastry Chef

"My top HR at Fontaine... Why is Chang Ming recruiting people everywhere he goes?"

Ye Zhi looked at the scene on the screen where the kitten's paw was resting on Chang Ming's hand, and a look of admiration and confusion appeared on his face.

According to common sense...Fontaine should not be short of people, so why is he so eager to recruit people?

"Could it be that Chang Ming's ability to predict the future has come into play again?"

Yeats couldn't help but think so.

After all, as far as Chang Ming's personality is concerned, he prefers...efficiency.

He is the kind of person who has to have a basic purpose in everything he does, and if he cannot achieve this purpose, he will not do it at all.

"Could it be that there will be some crisis in Fontaine's future? Something bigger than the predicted disaster? Is that why he recruited so many people?"

The more Ye Zhi thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, as if Fontaine would become some strange storm gathering place in the future.

But in fact, she was wrong. Chang Ming recruited these people for only one purpose - to fill Fontaine's middle-level combat power.

Of course, this is also to withstand future storms, which means Yeats guessed a small part of it correctly.

As she thought about this, she looked at the barrage of comments on the side, wanting to see if the abstract remarks of these abstract people could give her some inspiration.

"Hiss... I can understand the idea of ​​him being a dragon prince, but... but Cassiodore is a Lemurian? Why would he join Fontaine?"

"It's true that he is a Lemurian, but he is more of a human being. He has been wandering in the world for thousands of years. What he needs now is not orders and instructions, but a home."

"Moreover... his initial identity was called the Golden Hunter. He stood on the side of the Fontaine people and left the legacy of the Shadow Hunter to the Fontaine people."

"Really? If you look at it this way...Cassiodore is the one who should join Fontaine. Will the Shadow Chasing Court separate another new department to fight in the future?"

"Fast forward to the time when every Melusin has a special skill and becomes a Shadow Hunter to take down the criminals."

"Knock me down! Meilushin is so cute!"

"It's over, is it going to start again?"

"Why should I knock you down? Why not knock me down? I want to be trampled by Meilushin's cute little feet! That must feel so good!"

"Oh my god...Isn't this a bit too perverted?"

"You—forget it, I can't scold you, I'm afraid you'll feel good."

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Looking at the barrage in front of him that was gradually going astray, Ye Zhi's mouth began to twitch involuntarily, and then he shook his head helplessly.

She knew something like this would happen.

A serious topic will always be diverted to other places for various reasons, and this "other place" is still a very weird topic.

Ah, of course, Ye Zhi was used to such situations, so...she would not expect more from these people.

If there is inspiration, then there is it. If not, then there is not. It’s not a big deal.

"Come on, let's see how the story in the distance will develop. After all, there is still no explanation for the Narcissus Cross Society."

......

After Cassiodore had a brief conversation with Chang Ming, they reached an agreement - after Scylla destroyed Phobos, he would return to Fontaine with Ying.

As for his position... he will have to wait until he goes to Fontaine and communicates with Villette before he can decide.

Although Villette would not raise any objection to the decision made by Chang Ming, but... Fontaine is not a matter that Chang Ming alone has the final say.

Thinking of this, Chang Ming raised his head slightly, looked at the people in front of him, chuckled and nodded.

"Then it's settled. After I finish dealing with some trivial matters in Fontaine, I will return to Petric Town as quickly as possible."

"If their souls don't come back immediately... I don't mind dragging Boethius's already broken soul out of hell and torturing him."

Looking at Chang Ming who was sneering in front of her, Paimeng couldn't help but shudder, which made her more determined - no matter who she was, she must not offend Chang Ming.

But soon, he realized a problem

——Boethius is dead, how is Chang Ming going to pull his soul out of hell?

Perhaps sensing Paimon's doubts, Chang Ming smiled gently, and the black wings behind him spread out again, and the feather mark in his hand flashed a strange black light.

As the black light gradually spread, a black sphere appeared in his hand.

If you look closely... you can see a white floating object struggling inside.

"Let me out! I am the heir of the golden ideal! You can't treat me like this!"

“Aaaaaaah! It hurts…”

"What's that sound?!"

Paimeng looked at the sphere in Chang Ming's hand in shock, and was a little unbelievable for a moment.

Is this the power of the Archon of Death? To be able to bind the souls of others?

"Yes, this is the soul of Boethius. According to common sense, he should have entered reincarnation a long time ago, but... considering what he did, I don't want to do that."

Chang Ming shrugged, then put the black ball away again.

"Okay, more about the ruling power of the dead... I'll tell you in detail after you've dealt with Phobos and I've dealt with some trivial matters in Fontaine."

He smiled slightly, the wings behind him flapped slightly, and then he flew high, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant.

The protection from the wind elves is not to be underestimated.

Cassiodor was somewhat shocked as he looked at Chang Ming, who was gradually becoming a small black dot. After a brief silence, he turned his head slightly and looked at Ying and Paimeng beside him and asked softly:

"So... has this Regent always been so decisive?"

"Uh..."

Paimon scratched his head, not knowing what to say for a moment.

At the same time, several memories about Chang Ming flashed through her mind, and then she nodded heavily.

"That's right! He's always been like this!"

"That's really a headache..."

Cassiodoro said this with some distress, as if he was not very happy with Paimon's answer.

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

"Paimon... Do you think a person who has been idle for thousands of years will feel good after finding a job with very strict requirements?"

Cassiodoro looked at Paimon helplessly, as if he was somewhat envious of her as someone who didn't need to go to work.

"Oh, so that's what you mean! Chang Ming wouldn't be like that! He's been responsible for 80% of the clerical work at Mo Mang Palace for four hundred years!"

"Eh?!"

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I have something to do at home today. Sorry, there is another chapter to follow.