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Ms. Rosalin looked at the person in front of her with pride, her eyes full of mockery and contempt.
However, what annoyed her was that the traveler did not take it seriously, but instead kept looking at her breasts and legs with obscene eyes.
"Rosalin, I have a question for you. How can I become an executive officer of the Fatui? I think I can help you decide on a seat."
This statement broke Rosaline's defense. "I'm judging your seat, asshole!"
And Tartaglia, who was standing next to Rosaline, understood and laughed. There was a popular meme in Liyue now, which was "Madam, I can help you choose a seat." If you understand, you will understand.
Just as Rosalin was about to teach the traveler a lesson, a deep voice sounded in the hall, "Madam, watch your attitude. This traveler is my good friend."
A handsome young man walked in. He had an elegant demeanor and gave people a very reassuring feeling.
"Hmph!" After seeing the person coming, Rosalin suppressed her anger. There were more important things to do at the moment.
"According to the agreement, you should hand over the Heart of God, Morax!"
"The contract has been concluded. As you requested, I will grant you what I promised you." As he spoke, Zhongli took out the yellow chess-shaped Heart of God and handed it to Luo Linsha.
Paimon, who was beside the traveler, pointed his little finger at him and exclaimed, "Ah, so you are the Rock Prince!"
"Yes."
Then, Zhongli spoke frankly about the deal he had made with the "God of Ice".
According to him, this was the "contract to end all contracts" made at the last moment.
"How annoying! I'm actually part of your plan. How boring! I'm leaving!" The young man waved his hand and prepared to leave.
As soon as he pushed open the door, he found that the Seven Stars of Liyue, led by Ningguang, led the Thousand Rock Army to surround the entire Northern Kingdom Bank.
"Ningguang, what do you mean?" Tartaglia looked a little unhappy. He had just fought a fierce battle with the Traveler not long ago and was now very weak.
"Tartaria, don't be so nervous. We won't do anything to you. We are here today just to settle accounts with you."
"Settle a score?" Tartaglia was a little confused. "Settle what score?"
“You released the Whirlpool Demon, which caused great losses to Liyue. This account must be settled.” Ningguang said as a matter of course.
At this time, Tartaglia was in a bad state. Although there were no casualties in Liyue this time, the damage caused was too great. In order to deal with Osel, Ningguang smashed the extremely expensive Qun Yu Pavilion.
Ningguang took out a small abacus made of pure gold and began to calculate. "The material cost of the Jade Pavilion is 100 billion Mora, the construction cost is 50 billion Mora, and the cost of the various items inside is 20 billion Mora. Then there are various other expenses. The total is 200 billion Mora."
Two hundred billion Mora?
This is an astronomical figure for Tartaglia. From now on, he will have to work as a gigolo day and night for at least a hundred years, and he cannot even take a day off.
"Well, let's settle the account with the Northland Bank." Tartaglia certainly couldn't pay off the debt, so the only option was for the Northland Bank to repay it.
"I thought so too. But considering that the Northland Bank cannot come up with the money all at once, we in Liyue can provide loan repayment services. Are you interested in learning more?"
Tartaglia had no interest in these things at all, "I'll let the rich man Pantalone talk."
"Okay, but you have to sign a compensation agreement before you can leave Liyue."
Tartaglia looked at the densely packed Thousand Rocks Army outside and the Seven Stars of Liyue who were ready to fight behind them, and knew that there was no way to escape the disaster today, so he simply accepted his fate and signed the compensation agreement.
As for how Northland Bank would repay the money, he no longer worried about it.
Chapter 23 Mission: Impossible
The sea surface was sparkling, and layers of waves rose and fell under the breeze, like countless golden ribbons dancing on the sea.
The warm sunlight shines through the clouds and projects onto the vast sea, creating a dazzling interweaving of light and shadow.
The traveler stood on the deck of the Death Star, looking at the coastline that was getting farther and farther away in the distance.
Not far away, Fengyuan Manye was holding a thunder-type God's Eye with a confused expression. Logically speaking, after the holder died, the light of the God's Eye would gradually dissipate.
However, the light of the divine eye of the "friend" in his hand did not fade, but became even more dazzling.
Could it be that my friend is not dead? That is impossible.
I know this friend's character very well. He is a true warrior who is willing to sacrifice his life for his beliefs and ideals.
How could such a person obey the Eye Hunting Order and hand over his Eye of God?
……
Eight-fold hall.
Ueno Chiki walked over with brisk steps. As he got closer, he found that Kuroda's face seemed much older, and it seemed that he had experienced a lot of vicissitudes recently.
"Editor Kuroda, I'm taking this issue of Young Dally Duck as payment. Thank you for your help."
Kuroda, who was not in a good mood, took out a thin purse from under the counter and threw it to Ueno Chiki.
Ueno Chiki opened his purse and found only 5,000 Mora in it, which means that only 50 copies of "Young Duck" were sold. This was too little.
You should know that his first novel "The Husband is Weak..." sold a thousand copies in just half a month.
The gap between the two is too big.
"Editor Kuroda, is my copy of Young Dally Duck so bad?"
Kuroda shook his head. "It's not your book's problem, it's Inazuma's problem. You may not know that the price of food in Inazuma has skyrocketed again recently. The rice that used to cost 100 molas per pound now costs 1,000 molas per pound, a full tenfold increase. The people are almost starving to death now, who has the mood to buy novels to read!"
"One thousand molas per pound, is this crazy? How can people afford such expensive rice?"
Ueno Chiki's face didn't look very good either. He never expected that the situation in Inazuma would deteriorate to this extent.
No wonder so many Inazuma people betrayed their beliefs and resolutely joined the resistance.
Kuroda didn't continue talking, but stared blankly into the distance.
Chiki Ueno put the purse into his arms and walked on the sparsely populated street with a heavy heart.
In a corner, he saw the contact symbol left by the Fatui intelligence agency, and immediately had new hope. This time, the organization should provide funding.
.......
The night was as cool as water. Ueno Chiki lay in bed with his eyes open, waiting for Kodok's arrival.
It was not until the early hours of the morning that the guy finally arrived, accompanied by a young woman in a kimono.
"Codename 9527, I have good news for you. From today on, you are the head of the Inazuma Faints' intelligence agency!"
"Thank you for your training, sir. Without your wise and powerful guidance, I would not be where I am today."
But Duoke listened to the flattery with a look of enjoyment and admired Ueno Chiki's tact.
"But I have some bad news for you. The Executor Young Master made too much noise in Liyue, causing serious losses to Liyue. The organization needs to pay Liyue a large sum of Mora. In order to save money, the organization decided to suspend the funding for Inazuma Intelligence and let us find a way to overcome the difficulties ourselves."
Ueno Chiki was about to explode upon hearing this, and was very emotional, "Sir, is the organization going to let us starve to death? Why should we bear the consequences of the young master's bad deeds? Overcome difficulties? Why don't they try to overcome them?"
"Don't get excited yet. In order to keep the organization running, I have specially brought in a partner." Ke Duoke stretched out his hand and directed his gaze to the woman beside him. "This is Wang Yue from Haizhi Island. She will provide us with funding in the future."
Wangyue nodded to him and said politely: "Hello, I'm Wangyue. I hope we can have pleasant cooperation in the future." Her tone of voice was gentle and kind, which made people feel very good about her.
At this moment, Ueno Chiki was filled with a thousand curses, but that bastard Doc directly sold him to Kaijima.
"Codename 9527. I will leave Inazuma and return to Dongzhi tomorrow. Everything in the organization will be handed over to you." Ke Duoke took out a piece of paper and stuffed it into his hand. "It contains the intelligence members and contact superiors of the organization. You will be responsible for the connection work from now on."
Before Ueno Chiki could react, Ke Duoke turned around and left in a hurry.
I thought Mochizuki would leave too, but she stood there with a smile on her face, "Codename 9527, come to our Kaiji Island! We only need you to provide us with information about the Fatui and Inazuma, so that we can provide enough funds every month."
Ueno Chiki originally wanted to refuse, but then he thought about the poor sales of his novels, his tight budget, and the skyrocketing food prices. If he didn't have a new source of income, he would have to live a life of hunger and starvation again.
"Okay, I'll surrender."
Anyway, I am already a traitor, so I don’t care which family he belongs to.
Wangyue was very satisfied with his surrender and took out a purse from his arms and handed it to him, "This is the funding our Haizhi Island gave you. Work hard and you will get more and more funding in the future."
The purse felt heavy in his hand. Haizhidao was too sincere. At this moment, he finally understood why so many people would become traitors.
The enemy gave us too much!
"Thank you for the funding from the organization. I will definitely work hard to repay the organization."
Then, Mochizuki said a lot of encouraging words to him and brainwashed Ueno Chiki.
After Mochizuki left, Ueno Chiki looked at the bright moon in the night sky with emotion. He wanted to reconcile with life, but life would not let him go.
He is now the head of the Fatui's intelligence agency in Inazuma, and also a spy planted by Kaijima in Inazuma and the Fatui.
He opened the piece of paper left by Kodoc, wanting to see what the Fatui intelligence agency was like.
As a result, after seeing the above content, he was stunned.
There are currently only two members of the Fatui's intelligence agency in Inazuma, one is Kodok and the other is code-named 9527.
But Doc will leave Inazuma tomorrow, which means that he is actually the only one left in this intelligence agency!
Chapter 24 Linghua: He is a very important person to me
Walking into Inazuma's commercial district again, Ueno Chiki was deeply saddened by the desolate scene before him.
The once bustling street has now become deserted, and almost all the shops on both sides are closed.
The only thing that increased in number was the beggars begging on the streets. They wore ragged clothes, held tattered bowls in their skinny hands, and their eyes were filled with confusion and fatigue.
Whenever a pedestrian passes by, they will take the initiative to step forward and beg for charity, but most of the time they get disappointing results.
It's hard to imagine that Inazuma Castle has become like this in just two or three months.
Last year was a bumper year for Inazuma, so a situation like this shouldn't have happened.
However, after the war with the rebels on Kaijima Island broke out, the Tenryo Bugyo and the Kanjo Bugyo jointly passed the War Tax Law at the Imperial Conference, stipulating that the Inazuma shogunate could impose additional taxes on farmers during the war, with no upper limit on the tax amount.
So, last autumn, the Tenryo Bugyo and Jikanjo Bugyo ruthlessly levied a 50% war tax on the farmers. Together with the previous basic tithe, the farmers had to pay 60% of their grain to the shogunate.
This directly caused food shortages and continued increases in food prices.
Originally, all of this was still within the tolerance of the Inazuma people.
However, many nobles saw the business opportunity and they worked together to raise the price of grain, causing it to soar to ten times the previous price in just two or three months.
The nobles' insatiable greed became the last straw that broke the camel's back. Many lower-class people could no longer afford such high food prices and had to go out to beg.
Ueno Chiki hugged the 20 kilograms of food he had just bought and as soon as he walked out of the Kujuku Store, he was surrounded by a group of beggars.
He ignored them and strode forward.