People are in the original god, and the beginning merges with the shadow assassin

"Wow——!"

Paimon looked at the one-man-tall sword in his hand, and his eyes lit up.

Get rich!

At this time, her little head was already thinking about what to eat tonight.

But Ying didn't say anything, she looked at the weapon, thought about it, and walked over to Lynn.

"Just... Just keep it for the time being!

"I'm just not used to it, don't think about it!"

There is a way that the girl's denial indicates affirmation, so this sentence translates to - you have to think more!

Lynn smiled and took it unceremoniously.

Looking carefully, the appearance of this big sword is indeed quite good.

But before that, he still looked at the king wolf.

After all, that's the owner here.

The North Wind King Wolf nodded in default.

"Humans, if nothing happens, leave."

It's tired.

Several people looked at each other, stopped disturbing in amusement, and left the gladiatorial arena.

After a moment, Wang Wolf looked at the direction everyone left and sighed.

What a horrible bunch of guys.

...

"Strange, what about that guy Dain?"

Paimon looked around, but he didn't see the figure.

"Isn't it scared away?"

But she just said it casually, and now her head is filled with food.

Just now, under her pulling and pulling, finally - the next dinner will be paid for by Lin Gongzi!

Hehehe, delicious~~

Thinking of this, the corners of Paimon's mouth drooled.

Ying shook her head at Paimon's statement, although she didn't have much contact with Dain, she didn't think he was that kind of person.

Moreover, so far, the other party has not shown its strength.

Possible... Just to continue his trip, right?

Speaking of travel, since coming to Mond, she and Paimon have also been around for quite some time and met all kinds of people.

Even the gods here!

But...

There is still no news of my brother.

She couldn't help but look at Lynn's back, where should she go on her next journey?

At this time, Lynn's heart was also thinking.

The cause is that the system has just appeared coldly.

For this less active system, it is indeed easy to forget that it exists.

This time, the system brought a message.

[Special task: The existing capacity is not enough to support more templates, if the host wants to continue to fuse, please upgrade the system

] [Hint: The number of Moras submitted by the host will affect the upper limit of the next template]

The third template?

Lynn had thought about whether the system could be integrated infinitely?

Now it seems that he thinks too much.

He glanced at the task again.

Mora....

How much else does he have?

...

In the evening, after meals.

Lynn came to the Fool's Embassy alone.

With his current identity, all the subordinates of the fools will hide when they see it.

After the last experience, they were already afraid, in case the other party wanted to take another ten million Mora....

What's more, there is no executive in Mondstadt today.

But this time Lynn came too suddenly.

And....

Why is he carrying a blood-red big sword behind him!?

Even the fools, known for their intelligence networks, could not have predicted it.

In this way, all employees trembled in their hearts, waiting for Lynn's next words.

"I'll come..."

"Check the balance."

...... Please don't gasp when you speak, okay?

It was as if everyone's hearts had stopped beating.

But since it's not here to withdraw money, it's easy to say.

"Dear customer, your current Mora balance is - 898114140!"

Afraid of misreading, the exclusive receptionist repeatedly read it several times.

"Is that all..."

Lynn touched her chin, looking slightly regretful.

There are almost 900 million Mora left, more is not much, and less is entirely because of the bottomless pit of the system.

Although the mission does not ask for a specific amount of Mora, apparently, it is a big hole!

"Poor!"

Lynn couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.

As everyone knows, the receptionist on the side has a trembling eye on his smiling face.

Is this trench inhumanity?

It's outrageous.

Lynn didn't leave for a moment, and their hanging hearts couldn't be put down for a moment.

The atmosphere became more and more stalemated until a crowd of fools came from outside the door.

"My lord, the acting head of the Knights has something to find you!"

"Huh?" Lynn raised an eyebrow, a little strange.

But still keep up with the other side.

"Finally sent away."

Everyone involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief.

They had never thanked the Order so much at this time.

...

"Invitation?"

Jean explained the intention.

It turned out to be an invitation letter from Liyue, signed "Past Life Hall".

She didn't know the specific content, but she personally sent it as soon as she got it.

She understands that Lynn is a great adventurer, has left his footprints in countries around the world, and naturally has relationships with many organizations.

And Lynn looked at this invitation, also clueless, why did the Past Life Hall invite himself?

Anyway, let's see first!

Uncover the cute sticker in the shape of plum blossoms -

[Old friend, how are you lately?] I don't know if you remember me, Zhongli. There is still one month to go is Liyue's annual fairy sending ceremony, and I especially want to invite you to witness this year's ceremony. Don't worry about the cost, I know a friend who is quite generous. Anyway, hope you can come.

Hey, hey, hey! Great adventurer, why did you run to Mond without saying a word? The parish master thought deeply, should you be scared away? Rest assured! The service of Past Life Hall is very intimate, and no customer has ever complained! Even zero bad reviews!

Balabala (long list of service introductions)

]

What the hell?

Subway, old people, mobile phones.jpg

but go to Liyue....

Lynn looked at the invitation in her hand, and a bold idea was brewing in his mind.

...

...

PS: In view of the lessons learned last time, this time I chose the one who can still review the wind after chapter 80.

In other words, if you want so many Moras, your identity must be very expensive, right?