Original God: People are among fools, working from nine to five

When I opened my eyes in a daze, I was greeted by the face that was also sleeping, and after changing the angle, it was a completely different feeling.

But...

Qin Yu moved his body slightly, it was really sour and numb.

At this time, Qin Yu found that he was fiercely held in Yelan's arms and didn't know how much time had passed, as if he was afraid that Qin Yu would escape in his sleep, Yelan's strength was surprisingly great.

With a slight turn of his head, a different touch made Qin Yu's heart instantly become excited...

With a sigh, sensing that Yelan might also be about to wake up, Qin Yu hurriedly closed his eyes pretendingly.

He didn't know why he chose to close his eyes, anyway, his intuition told him that if he just kept his eyes open, something strange should happen.

Yelan, who woke up, looked around in confusion, and then remembered what had happened before, and immediately lowered her head suddenly, and was relieved to see Qin Yu, who was still unconscious.

Looking at that delicate face, Yelan remembered the picture of herself being held high in the air at all costs.

The hand unconsciously stroked Qin Yu's cheek, and then-

"Ahh

The streets of Liyue Harbor are bustling with people every day.

Thinking that tomorrow would be the day of payroll, although his salary seemed to have been spent in advance, what Fang Cai Hu Tao said still stimulated the part-time Rock King Emperor.

After all, his current status is just one of the thousands of migrant workers in Liyue Harbor.

Work or something is a necessary means to earn Mora, and walking, drinking tea and listening to music is life.

The cool sea breeze blowing from the pier did not bring half the coolness to the lively streets, and the drizzle was falling in the sky, and many people walked quickly with umbrellas, which was inevitably depressing in the crowded streets.

There are Millelith troops patrolling every day, and there are vendors who run around every day to make a living, fishermen returning from the sea and workers waiting to unload their goods on the docks, and everyone in the Okyodai and General Affairs Department is also busy at the moment...

It is precisely because of the many such seemingly small individuals that constitute the prosperity of Liyue Harbor at this moment.

Since ancient times, the land of Liyue has been known for its abundance, and the minerals produced from the Chasm were once prized by merchants from other countries.

Liyue Harbor is well connected by mountains and seas, and from that moment on, Liyue Harbor has grown even faster, and the people who live and work in peace and contentment have not forgotten that it is the credit of the Rock King.

The Emperor of the Rock, the Lord of the Rock, the Martial God, the Rock God, the God of Contract... One title after another, you can see the love that the people of Liyue have for the Rock King.

At the annual Rite of Invitation to the Immortals, the Emperor of the Rock will personally send down an oracle to point out the direction of Liyue's development in the coming year.

Gradually, every citizen living in Liyue came to regard the oracle of the Rock Emperor as the supreme dogma, which no one could question.

Few people will think about how the high-ranking Emperor of the Rock can gain insight into the ups and downs of this world and grasp the context of the times.

Transformed into Zhongli, he walks through the land of Liyue as an ordinary person, observing the warmth and coldness of the world and savoring the fireworks of the world.

Human beings will be born, old, sick and die, and the gods are not immortal, but they have a longer life than humans.

What if there were no more Rock Kings and Emperors left in the land of Liyue from a certain point on?

Do the people living in the land where God is not present have the consciousness that is the opposite of the idea that comes in time to take shape over time?

Previously, at the bottom of the Fulong tree, those two were not gods, but they had a more noble quality than

gods, the grasshopper shook the tree, gods and humans are the same, and that courage is the most valuable and shining quality of human beings.

Of course, this year's Liyue Seven Stars did not disappoint him.

With the protection of God, he will also protect this land in his own way, and such a person is what he wants to see.

"Yo, Mr. Zhongli, I haven't seen you here for a long time, but there are a few new good objects in the store, why don't you enjoy them?"

"Mr. Zhongli! It's been a while since you've been listening to music, and I thought you were on a long trip! "

......

Well, older people will choose to retire and then retire and enjoy the joy of life.

I've lived for thousands of years, and according to their calculations, I should have reached retirement age —

"In terms of general rationality, I'm going to retire, so decided."

Oracle and other things, leave it to the Seven Stars to do it.

No one expected that the decision of Emperor Rock to retire was made at this moment.

Walk to the table with a smile and sit down, order a pot of tea, three or two plates of classic snacks, listen to music and drink tea, this is life!

Naturally, the deduction of wages that Hu Tao said before, Zhongli has forgotten about it.

Ten days later, as soon as Zhongli, who was going to work as usual, stepped into the Hall of the Dead, Hu Tao appeared directly like a ghost, his eyes flashed with a golden light similar to Mora, and he hugged Zhongli.

"My Zhongli Keqing, I'm sorry!"

"Huh?"

Hu Tao muttered and said playfully: "No wonder you just told me that there will be business coming to you next, it turns out that you have already arranged to surprise me, it is really... You like to surprise me! "

Yo, you're back, Mr. Zhongli."

A voice came from inside the room, and Hu Tao coughed lightly, quickly returning to normal.

After all, in terms of the type of industry, the business of the Dead Life Hall is generally not very happy except for the people of the Dead Life Hall itself, and everyone else seems to be not very happy.

Secretly stuck out his tongue, Hu Tao knocked his head, and he went up again because of his performance~

The person who spoke was the Fatui executive officer in charge of the Northland Bank, Tartaglia, holding a slightly wrinkled

leaflet in his hand, and said loudly: "Earlier, my Fatui squad was unfortunately killed in Amber Mountain, they are all heroes loyal to Her Majesty the Empress, but unfortunately they will stay in this land forever, I was worried about what to do, and I saw a leaflet of the Hall of the Dead floating from the sky."

Tartaglia looked at Zhongli, who had a calm face, but he didn't get the expression he wanted, and said unwillingly,

"Mr. Zhongli, has you been out in the near future?"

"Nope."

"Then this leaflet..."

Zhongli glanced at it lightly and said lightly, "Maybe that mischievous Wind God accidentally got drunk and blew the wind at will, and under the leadership of the hall master, the leaflets of the Afterlife Hall can be seen everywhere in Liyue Harbor."

At this moment, the bard, who was far away in Mondstadt, jumped and whispered, "Which guy is talking about me again!" Facing

this rock-solid man, Tartaglia could only sigh, sure enough, it was Mr. Zhongli, and he was so hard all over his body!

Amber Mountain is so far from Liyue Harbor, where can your Afterlife Hall flyer be blown by the wind?

Foolish!

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The third more is written.