As a Demon God, I'm working on construction in Liyue [Original God]

Deep in the sea, the palace composed of giant clams and pearls is no more lively than before.

After Han Zhuo finished processing the documents about Qiu Ai's escape, he put down his pen and walked outside expressionlessly.

Chi was waiting at the door, and he wanted to take Han Zhuo to see Ba ​​Chi.

"I just said that the monster has no good intentions. He is Morax's undercover agent, singing the oboe for us." As soon as Chi saw Han Zhuo, he couldn't hold it back.

After the defeat of Liyue, the entire sea clan was in a state of depression, and many bold monsters even began to say that Oser, the demon god of the vortex, was dying, and that the king of this area would eventually belong to Morax, the demon god of rock.

These rumors were suppressed one by one by Han Zhuo before reaching Oser's ears.

In his words, nothing can be concluded until the end.

However, there is no way to talk about Oser, which doesn't mean that these monsters can't talk about others, especially this time the loss is too bad, and many monsters are holding their breath in their hearts.

So when this plan was proposed, the monster named Qiu Ai became a catharsis.

In addition, after Qiu Ai's plan to overthrow Tianheng Mountain and force Morax to self-destruct and turn into a rock failed completely, he didn't know where he went, which made those monsters even more unscrupulous.

He didn't stop this coldness, Qiu Aifeng commented that being killed had nothing to do with him.

"You're right." After being cold, he turned into an ice snake, and he could see the dim sun in the sky through the water waves.

It's almost over.Han Zhuo had only one thought in his mind.

According to the news from Xueyuan, his undercover mission will end when Oser is sealed.

But now he can't leave, because he still has one last task, which is to find the right time for Liyue to seal Oser.

"By the way, Lord Bajia is likely to go out." Chi thought of the inquiry from the sea abyss when he received the order to let Han Zhuo come over.

He vaguely heard Oser, the demon god of the whirlpool, asking when Ba Chuan would come back.

"Really." There was no change in the coldness on his face, but the calculations in his heart had already begun.

When Ba Chi leaves, the Hai Clan will be leaderless, and it will be a good opportunity to seal Oser.

Han Zhuo decided to determine whether this was a trap first. Although he felt that the defeat of the Demon God of the Vortex was already doomed, who knew if other changes would happen.

Suppressing the desire for snacks in his heart, he decided to send a letter to Xueyuan immediately after the verification was completed, telling Bellister to close the net.

Han Zhuo has already figured out how much snacks he will eat when he returns to Liyue.

This Sea Clan really couldn't stay for a day.

Bellister, who didn't know there was a big surprise coming soon, was resting. The work of the past few days made her so tired that she could fall asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.

The slight sound of birdsong echoed in the courtyard, Bellister felt something licking her face, she reached out her hand to drive it away, but found that there seemed to be more than one around.

"Cat?" Opening her eyes, Baylist grabbed the ginger-yellow cat with white nose and feet.

As Balister got up, more cats with various patterns climbed up from around her, but none of those cats intended to leave, but changed their positions and continued to surround her.

The ginger cat meowed innocently at Bellister.

Belister looked at the cat's pitiful appearance and put it down, but the cat jumped into her arms.

"Are you treating me like a stove?" Bellister said to herself, it's winter, and because her body temperature is high, these cats always come over when she's sleeping.

The battle with Oser has been over for a while now, during this time Orobus has been staying at the seaside to patrol, which greatly relieved Liyue's burden.

Holding the cat, Bayrist sat on the bed for a while, recalling the dream.

That was not a dream, she did come to Liyue in the future, it was a safe and stable city, without disasters and unnecessary prayers, just like what the girl named Yanfei once described.

In addition, she saw a golden-haired traveler, a life created by alchemy, and an exotic astrologer with twin ponytails.

The life created by alchemy, Bellister focused on this word. At present, she can indeed use alchemy to create life, but because of ethics, she did not think about doing research on the creation of human beings by alchemy in the past. The experiment stays in the aspect of animals and plants.

That is to say, in the future, she will have a friend who has not met yet, who will conduct experiments in this area and succeed.

So how does she address ethical issues?

Belliste thought about it, but she really couldn't come up with it. She had no choice but to rely on her future self to explore slowly.

Maybe people in the future will have different views on the life created by alchemy from her.

At this moment, a knock on the door interrupted Bellister's thinking.

"Lord Bailist, Dijun invites you to come over." Cheng Ya's voice sounded outside.

After rubbing the cat's head, Bellister got out of bed and changed her clothes.

After quickly tidying up, Bayrist opened the door and let Cheng Ya lead the way.

"Did there be any abnormality just now?" Bellister asked Cheng Ya tentatively on the road, if she disappeared, then Cheng Ya, who had been in the courtyard all the time, should be able to notice it.

Cheng Ya shook his head in a daze, "You have been resting until now."

This look was so similar to the ginger cat in the room that for a moment Bellister wanted to rub Chengya.

"I understand." Resisting the urge to touch Chengya's ear, Bellister didn't ask any more.

Passing through the gates of several courtyards, Bayrist saw the back of Morax through the circular arch, followed by the Yaksha named Mandrill beside him.

Mandrill was a little restrained, standing upright behind Morax.

"It's so shiny." I don't know if it was an illusion, but Bailist felt that Morax's body was inlaid with a layer of gold.

Unable to quicken her pace, Bellister wondered what was shining.

If it was the blueprint written by Morax in the letter, Balister had to say that it was a bit too shiny.

"Is this Mora?"

When Balister got a little closer, he could see clearly what was on the table. It was a miniature model, all made of materials used to make Mora.

"It's Mora." Morax answered in the affirmative, put down the cup, and said to Mandrill next to him, "Drill, please help me convey to the Dragon King Ruoda and the Stove Demon God Marcusius that everything will be restored. As before, tonight's party will continue as usual."

Mandrill saluted and accepted the order, and the next second he disappeared.

And Bellister's eyes changed, and she also found an excuse to let Cheng Ya go out.

Soon there were only Morax and Baylist left in the booth.

"Dijun, you just noticed something and said you want to cancel the party." Bellister, who had experienced abnormalities, was very concerned about this.

Morax chose his words carefully, "I found that you have entered a journey." He felt the power of time when he entered the courtyard.

There is only one existence in the world with the authority of time in Morax's impression, and that is the demon god of time, who ruled Istar in the past.

"I can't tell when you'll be back from your trip, so I canceled the party."

Balister frowned slightly, and she struggled for a while before answering, "I went to the future Liyue." She didn't know how she got there, but she always felt that it was a sign.

"I know it's best not to explore the future, but seeing Liyue like that, I still can't help but want to go in and walk around." Bayrist said so far without revealing more, she thought Morax could understand her The meaning hidden in the words, that Liyue is very yearning.

Morax smiled and didn't answer. He waved the model to float in the air.

With the exertion of elemental power, a magnificent city unfolded in front of Bellister's eyes. Pavilions, towers and pavilions were composed of golden materials, and streets and marketplaces were paved.

"It's somewhat similar to this drawing." Bellister matched the stretched model with the Liyue she saw in her dream.

Many buildings have changed, but the basic structure of the city remains, especially the iconic port.

"Did the emperor build it after sealing Osiel?" Bellister guessed.

Only by calming the sea troubles can sea trade be carried out on a large scale, and such a large port is needed.

It's not that Bellister didn't want to develop by sea before, but Liyue's sea routes leading to the outside world were almost blocked by the sea clan.

"We will start after the blueprint is finalized." Morax said firmly, "I will complete the seal of the demon god of the vortex, Oser, before the new port is completed."

Hearing this, Bayrist counted the time and deliberately complained, "The time is really tight." In fact, she also wanted to seal Osell quickly in her heart. Especially thinking of the smell of the sea makes me uncomfortable.

"That's why I need your help." Morax said modestly.

As long as the timing is right, Morax believes that they will be able to quickly seal the sea master of this area into the seabed like a seal, minimizing the loss and impact.

Through the vast snow, the wind elf named Wendy fanned one wing and squeezed into the wind wall made by the tornado demon god Dekarapian.

He always heard those humans discussing here, but he hadn't been here normally.

As his power grew, Wendy was finally able to pass through this wind wall to the tyrant's city, Mond.

Although it is a city of tyrants, it is not badly built.

Wendy was flying slowly in the air avoiding people, and he saw a girl with a hunting bow coming out of a tall tower angrily.

Not far away, Wendy noticed that the girl had begun to cry, and her anger had vanished, leaving nothing but sadness.

After watching for a while, Wendy wanted to comfort the girl, just like he did outside the wind wall.

But before she could put it into action, the beautiful music sounded, and the girl was attracted to her at once, and Wendy couldn't help turning her direction.

In front of the small restaurant, a boy who braided his hair twice was singing with a harp.

His attire can be considered fancy in this depressing city, coupled with his somewhat unique hairstyle, he and he soon became the focus of the public.

The prelude of the harp ended, and the boy began to sing. In his singing, birds soared in the sky, and wolves walked on the land.The tune changed, and he began to sing about freedom again, mocking the nobles and slave owners in the wind wall with playful lyrics, and finally even mocked the king who lived in the tower for a long time.

Even though they knew it was disrespectful, people still cheered for the boy.

But soon the knights and guards came, and the singing boy was used to it. He stuffed the harp into his arms and plunged into the crowd.

Wendy, the wind elf who hadn't finished listening, chased after him. He wanted to ask the boy about the lyrics.

However, the guards chased him closer and closer, and when they were about to grab the boy playing the piano, the summoned wind picked up debris and blocked their way.

The boy escaped under the cover of the wind.

In the alley, the boy noticed Wendy who was following, and he was so blessed that he asked with a smile, "You helped me get rid of the pursuers?"

Wendy nodded, and he made his own request. He wanted to hear the boy sing the unfinished song.

"Of course." The young man readily agreed, and in the dark alley, facing the only audience, he plucked the strings of the harp again.