Genshin Impact: Emperor

Chapter 180: The Ruler of Salt

"Miss Dadalia, who do you hate?"

Across the magic circle, Ying asked curiously, and Dadalya came back to her senses, and said with a smile, "I said I hate Mr. Zhongli, do you believe me?"

"Shout, if you don't want to say it, forget it."

Ying curled her lips and gave her a white look, thought for a while, then stepped into the magic circle.

I, I also hate Mr. Zhongli, because he doesn't know that he is very popular, and he always flirts with other women without knowing it.

Hmph, anyway, I hate him the most!And Miss Zhong Li, I hate it too!It's disgusting to pretend to be like that to get close to me and play with me on purpose.

Although Tianli who took away my brother is even more hateful, but I just hate Mr. Zhongli, hmph.

"I came in too, thank you for your guidance."

The magic circle swayed slightly and accepted her without any hindrance. Standing beside Dadalia, she tilted her head and shrugged with a smile.

"Thank me? What did I do?"

Dadalia pointed at herself blankly, but she didn't do anything. Could it be that she hates the same person as herself?How is it possible.

When she didn't pay attention, Paimon still rushed into the magic circle with a rather relaxed attitude, only Wan Yan remained where he was, with a bit of anxiety on his brows.

I hate Morax.

She stubbornly raised her foot and stepped forward, but was blocked outside the magic circle.

"Damn it! 30"

She raised her foot and kicked it hard, but was bounced three meters away by the magic circle and fell a big somersault.

"Miss Wanyan?" Paimon looked at her worriedly, and Dattalia deliberately jumped around inside and outside the magic circle.

"I came in, I went out again, I came in, I went out again, it's so fun. Alas, Ms. Wanyan is so pitiful, she can't come in, or I will reluctantly accept your cultural relics Well, don’t worry, I’m not a brazen person, so I’ll buy it from you with 50 moras, isn’t it a good deal? There aren’t many executives who think about others like me. .”

"The contract is still in effect: take the objects in sequence, one at a time."

Zhong Li shook his head and retorted, "If Ms. Wanyan can't get that cultural relic, then you can't get it either. This order can't be changed."

"Cut, be smart."

Dadalia snorted unhappily, Zhongli stared at Wanyan, and said calmly: "Maybe Miss Wanyan doesn't get along well with the cultural relics in the palace, if that's the case, let's keep the salt ruler. If the truth about the Demon God of Salt can be glimpsed in the gaps in history, I will tell you a thing or two."

"Wait! Don't give up on me so quickly!"

Seeing Zhongli turning around to leave, Wan Yan hammered the weathered and cracked ground and stood up, taking a deep breath of the cold air, watching Zhongli turn around with a stern expression, and resolutely go back The magic circle went.

What I hate must be true, not false. I...in fact, what I hate is not Moraxe, and what I love is not the demon god of salt. I have betrayed my ancestors and my own beliefs.

Rank.

I've actually always loved Rock God.

I dare not admit it, so after hearing the story of the Demon God of Salt, I hope that the story of Morax killing the Demon God of Salt is true, so that I can have an excuse to cover up the shadow in my heart.

I am from Liyue, and I have always been. Dijun's brilliance shines on my heart like the sun, and Dijun has worried about Liyue for thousands of years. It is only natural that I am admired and loved by people.

Why do you force me to admit all this?Mr. Zhongli, I hate you.

The magic circle shook slightly and accepted her.

When Ying was about to congratulate her, she stood in front of Zhongli, her eyes filled with resentment, and she spoke clearly: "Mr. Zhongli, I hate you."

"Ah? Paimon, I think so too."

"Is everyone like me?"

"Could it be that Mr. Zhongli is the key to the decryption?"

Paimeng, Ying, Wanyan, and Dadalia looked at each other, and then laughed. Zhongli turned around and walked towards the high platform where the cultural relics were enshrined, shaking his head slightly.

"According to the contract, this salt ruler belongs to Miss Wanyan."

Approaching the high platform, the salt ruler hanging on it exudes pearly white light. Zhongli took it off and placed it on the ground in front of everyone's eyes. Half of it was also embedded invisible, and then white salt particles like fine snow broke through the ground at an extremely fast speed like bean sprouts in early spring.

"It also has the power of the God of Salt. As long as it is inserted into the ground, the soil will be covered with salt like a rising tide. The deeper it goes, the longer the waiting moment, the more salt grains will be. In a word

, is the harvest of salt, which has the same effect as the salt cup. "

Just at the moment when Zhong Li was speaking, half of the side hall where they were standing was covered with white salt like a goose feather snow, and it had climbed to the depth of the ankles. , compared with the output speed of the salt cup in the front hall, it is more than ten times and a hundred times faster.

"Wow, so amazing!"

Paimon clapped his little hands awkwardly, took a handful of salt on the ground and took a sip, feeling "it really is real salt, it contains quite a lot of iodine and tastes good".

So how do you eat iodine content?

Ying gave Paimeng an angry look, and at this time, Zhongli had already pulled out the salt ruler, and the spread of salt stopped. Dadalia stared at it with jealousy. She felt that she seemed a little too assertive, and asked unwillingly:

"So, what's the difference between this and the salt cup? Isn't it just that the speed of salt production is a little faster? It's nothing. The salt cup is more convenient, and can be poured into the bag anytime, anywhere."

"At first glance, it seems that this is indeed the case, the powers of the two are not different, and even duplicated.

But this is not the case. The two seem to be independent of each other, but they are inseparable.

Relying on the salt ruler, the salt cup is a salt-making utensil given by Heulia to mortals. Its power is only one percent of the salt ruler. The solubility, texture, viscosity, color, and flavor of the salt produced are all determined by her salt ruler

To weigh, for example... the relationship between God's Eye and God's Heart.

In addition, in specific locations, such as Yunlaihai, the salt ruler can also produce flakes of sea salt. Each slice is a pyramid-shaped hollow crystal with a width of up to 1 cm. It tastes wonderful when paired with soft food. .

Salt is not only white. If you use a salt ruler in a volcanic zone, you can also produce volcanic ash salt. Fruit Wine Lake can produce blue lake salt. Luhua Lake can produce pink rose salt.

Colored 657 salt grains are often the best decoration for simple foods, and their value is quite high due to the craftsmanship.

In addition, after the demise of Heulia, although the salt ruler and the salt cup still have the effect of producing salt, after thousands of years, the power is not much left.Although the demon god is the most powerful creature in this world, the power of the demon god can last for a long time, but it will gradually dissipate with the merciless time, not to mention the remaining power of the salt cup is only one percent of the salt ruler. m

"Wow, that's a huge gap."

Paimon nodded again and again, looking at the disheveled Dattalia thief with a smirk smile, "So "Young Master" made a very failed business. "

"really."

Zhong Li held the salt ruler in his hand, and mercilessly stabbed Dadalia's bleeding heart again: "Especially when I inserted the salt ruler into the ground just now, it seems that I have consumed the remaining one percent of the salt ruler. Divine power.""

One percent?Wait, let me clear my mind...Mr. Zhongli said that the salt cup has only one percent of the salt production capacity of the salt ruler, that is to say...the white salt piled up on the ground and reaching the ankle is about 100 square meters. What can be produced is packed in snakeskin bags. There are probably more than [-] bags?

A bag of salt of this quality can sell for 500 moras in Liyue, and it can be doubled in a desert country like Sumeru. One hundred bags is [-] million, and [-] bags is [-] million moras... and The salt ruler can also produce high-grade table salt. You must know that high-grade table salt can be even a hundred times more expensive than ordinary table salt...

"It's not fair!!"

Dadalia protested hoarsely, she realized that she was a clown now. .

Chapter 180 Five Rock Eating Punishment

"It's not fair!"

Dadalia complained to Zhongli angrily, Zhongli shook his head and said, "One piece for each person, that's fair."

"It's not the difference in the number of pieces! The salt cup only has the power of less than one percent of the salt ruler, so it doesn't seem like something a human can do!?"

"Zhong Li is not human."

Paimon casually choked Dattalia back.

"How about... I replace the salt cup and salt ruler?"

Dadalia wants to exchange, Zhongli said, "If Wanyan is willing to exchange with you in private, it is not a breach of contract, and I don't care."

"That's the salt ruler of the Salt Demon God! I don't want to exchange it with her."

"In that case, this salt ruler belongs to Wan Yan."

Wan Yan coldly snorted and rejected Dadalia, she was angry and ready to take it forcibly, "I don't care about any contract! It's me, I came first, obviously I came first! It would be nice to meet Mr. Zhongli , I would like to ask Mr. Zhongli to be my consultant, obviously I am the one who pays, and I am the one who contributes!

Finding treasures should make people happy, and the addition of so many joys should make me even happier, but why did it become like this?Do I want to share the joy with this archaeologist who can't help me?In the end, there was only unwillingness and anger left? "

"Because of the contract.

Zhong Li replied without changing his face.

"The difference between a salt foot and a salt cup is just the amount of good salt produced. If you get lucky, you lose your life. Why force it. People's greed is always endless. "Young master", you have changed. When did you become a warrior? , and began to pursue Mo La? "

"That's not because of the glare!"

"Lightning?"

"…nothing."

Dadalia, who realized that she had slipped her tongue, turned her head to avoid Zhongli's gaze.She realized that she really seemed to have fallen into the eyes of money. It was not unexpected that Zhongli's contract would set her up, but she didn't expect that the difference between the two cultural relics would be so great.

Have the desire to pursue Mo La?I'm obviously only interested in martial arts. In order to meet stronger opponents and fight with them to hone my skills, this is my lifelong pursuit!

When did I get influenced by the Liyue people?Turned into a mortal who took an interest in Mora?Or is this greed subtly magnified because of coming to the commercial capital?

Liyue... is really scary.

But it's only been a few months since I walked in Liyue, didn't I already understand it?One by one, they will treat you well only if you give it to the Liyue people Mora first.Liyue is such a society.

"Anyway, I just want that salt ruler"?! "

"Are you sure you want to break the contract?"

"Yes."

"The punishment of eating rocks is not pleasant."

"Think about it carefully. Since I came to Liyue, I haven't asked Mr. Zhongli about marksmanship. Now that I have the opportunity, why not try it?"

Zhongli stared at Dadalia closely, her pupils were clear, and the messy and muddy scene before could no longer be seen from her eyes, replaced by the fighting spirit and fighting spirit of a warrior who burned everything.

"Please enlighten me."

Dadalia put down her backpack, and the two water knives slipped out of her palm smoothly.

Zhong Xin understood clearly and nodded slightly.

"Then, as you wish."

"Wait, it's not good to fight in someone else's temple!"

Paimon wanted to persuade, but was taken aside by Ying, "It's good to teach "Young Master" a lesson, some people can gain wisdom after being stung, but she is different, she still wants to continue to be beaten, so we shouldn't dissuade her. "

"Hey! Has it been tacitly agreed that I will lose?"

Dattalia turned sideways and complained dumbfoundingly, while Ying put her hands on her lips and shouted like a trumpet: "Isn't this taken for granted? I can't wait to see the executive officer with a bruised nose and a swollen face!"