Genshin Impact: Funina's Official Pastry Chef

Hearing these two words, Chang Ming suddenly sat up from his chair. He looked at Clorinde, who had a serious expression in front of him, closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and said:

"Let's go."

After saying that, Chang Ming picked up the cane that had been placed next to his desk, and hurriedly rushed towards Melo Petersburg with Clorinde.

But along the way, Chang Ming's heart was not at peace.

——So the commotion at the gate started so early?

Although Chang Ming had already thought about how he would perform in the plot of version 4.1, but...

A major prerequisite for those actions is that one must know the exact time when the "gate" is broken by the "water of the original fetal sea".

If the residents of Baisong Town could be evacuated as soon as possible...Funina's mentality would not collapse so easily.

And that trial...Funina wouldn't have ended so embarrassingly.

Her ending shouldn't have been like that. She shouldn't have to force herself to perform the last scene of the opera in a state of near collapse.

Her five hundred years of loneliness and perseverance should be heard and seen by people, instead of being swept away in a so-called trial!

This is not the future that Chang Ming wants to see.

So, whether it is from the perspective of Fontaine's regent or from the perspective of a time traveler with a script...

Chang Ming wanted to save the residents of Baisong Town.

If the "Cardinal of the Oracle"'s "misjudgment" in the eyes of the public was pointing more than a dozen slightly damaged swords at Funina...

Then the fact that "the residents of Baisong Town were suddenly swallowed by the "Original Fetal Sea Water"" was equivalent to hundreds of extremely sharp swords completely surrounding Funina.

As long as the latter is resolved, all the impacts caused by the former will not be a problem.

Because Chang Ming protected the residents of Baisong Town under the instruction of the Water God, this means that Funina does have the ability to fight against the prophecy and can protect the residents of Fontaine.

In this way...Funina will have a strong initiative in the final trial.

——What's more, with him by her side, Furninna would no longer have to endure the questioning looks from the people she had protected for five hundred years.

Thinking of this, Chang Ming nodded slightly, and he already had a plan in mind.

......

Chang Ming and Clorinde soon arrived at Leosley's office in Mellow Petersburg.

Looking at the serious-looking Leosli in front of him, Chang Ming frowned slightly and asked:

"So...what is the situation between Zhamen and the Young Master?"

Hearing this, Leosli sighed, then took out a small can of tea from his drawer, and then answered while brewing tea:

"First, judging by the frequency of the shaking of the needle on the instrument panel on the gate... the thing underneath is likely to erupt in the near future."

"Secondly, the eleventh executive officer of the Fatui, Tartaglia, is still in a coma. Even Sigwen doesn't know what's going on."

"Finally, the research and development of the airship is nearing completion and can be put into use at any time to resolve the prophesied crisis."

Chang Ming breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, but he was still worried.

After all, among all these contents...there is only one thing that is important to him - the specific time when the gate is completely broken.

Only by figuring this out will he be able to change something that is bound to happen.

Thinking of this, Chang Ming raised his head slightly, looked at Leosley who was pouring tea for him and Clorinde, sighed softly and asked:

"Is there a specific threshold or time when the gate will collapse?"

"Unfortunately, no, because the basis for my conclusion is still the frequency of the pointer jitter, not the specific value."

Having said that, Leosli paused slightly, then turned his gaze to Chang Ming in front of him.

"You should also be aware that the gate is kept confidential at a very high level. Apart from the three of us present... there are only two people who know about it, or are qualified to know about it."

"So... in this situation, I can only make inferences and guesses based on some of the conclusions I came to earlier, whether this is the case..."

Leosley did not continue speaking, but just shrugged. He believed that the two people sitting opposite him would definitely understand what he meant.

Hearing this, Chang Ming closed his eyes slightly, sighed, and stopped talking.

Clorinde glanced at Chang Ming, who seemed to be giving up, and shook her head gently, then continued with the previous question:

"So...what's going on with Tartaglia? She's in a deep coma that even Sigwen can't figure out the cause?"

"That's about right. I just told you two about this situation, but I don't think it's a big deal."

After saying that, Leosli turned his gaze to the side as if he was thinking with his eyes closed, but in fact, he was overwhelmed by these irregular things and was already on the verge of giving up.

"Because our regent has already explained the situation, and the guard machines that Tartaglia damaged...according to Fontaine law, even if we pay back the corresponding repair costs, we have to stay here for a month."

Having said that, Leosley paused for a moment, a rather strange smile appeared on his face, and he turned to look at Clorinde and asked:

"By the way, why did I hear that the big hole in the opera house floor was made by our co-adjutor, and not the result of Tartaglia's power explosion?"

Clorinde blinked when she heard that, and a faint smile appeared on her expressionless face.

"It seems... that's really the case?"

As Clorinde spoke, she fixed her gaze on Chang Ming, whose expression was already a little unnatural, and the smile on her face became more obvious.

"You two are really..."

Chang Ming sat up from his chair while complaining, and after drinking the tea in front of him, he said unhappily:

"If he doesn't use that damn devil's armed forces and is acting like he's going to tear down the opera house, can I help him?"

"If he didn't do anything, would I have damaged the floor? So isn't it still his problem in the end?"

Hearing Chang Ming's words, Leosley and Clorinde smiled and shook their heads, then changed the subject.

Of course they could see that the regent was having a headache, and as his friends, they should have pulled him out of his messy thoughts at this time.

otherwise...

Even if he had the most meticulous ideas and thinking patterns in the entire Fontaine, even if he was the most reliable regent in the entire Fontaine, he could not solve this problem.

He helped them, so...

They also want to help him.