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"What do you mean? Literally. I am much more different from you than you are from 'humans'."

"As a senior, let me give you some advice. Running away is definitely not an option. You can try making friends, lots of friends."

"It doesn't matter if you can't keep them, and it doesn't matter if they die. Just go in the direction your friends want you to go."

"Although their traces may disappear, at least you still have their traces on you, right?"

After the last sentence was said, when the three of them came to their senses, Yu Jin's figure had already disappeared.

"Escape..." Ganyu thought about Yu Jin's words. Escape, indeed, she had been escaping for three thousand years.

Is Ganyu so devoted to her work because she loves it? Maybe part of it, but Ganyu herself can't explain it clearly.

Many times, she is more like a grass slime shrinking into the ground, burying herself in data and reports to escape time.

As he lowered his head and raised it again, the young man turned into an old man, and the people around him also changed one group after another.

"Ganyu..., are you okay?" Keqing saw that Ganyu looked a little depressed, and couldn't help but ask worriedly.

Gan Yu is the general secretary of the Seven Stars, independent of the Seven Stars. And she, like her duties, is hanging out alone.

"I'm fine." Ganyu shook her head and smiled at Keqing. It's better to think about these things when you have some free time. The important thing now is to finish the work.

It must be said that although escaping is shameful, it is effective. Ganyu unknowingly used her escaping skills again.

"Ganyu, is he an immortal?" Ningguang thought about Yu Jin's words. In her impression, it seemed that only immortals fit the description.

"No, Mr. Ember is definitely not an immortal." Ganyu shook her head decisively.

Immortals are rare in number. Although they live in seclusion in the mountains, communication between them is very frequent.

As a half-immortal, Ganyu can say with certainty that there is no immortal like Yujin in Liyue.

"Is that so? His origin is mysterious!" Ningguang pulled her hair rarely. This feeling of doubt was very annoying.

Chapter 260 Good Cigarettes Don’t Need to Be Smoked

2023-10-29

The Jade Pavilion has always been Ningguang's best office. However, the three little followers around Ningguang who have never changed for thousands of years have become Keqing and Ganyu.

"Ganyu, do you think we should put him in the Golden House?" Ningguang looked at the table on the desk. The portrait of Yujin on it was so clear.

As if noticing Ningguang's gaze, the photo of Ember on the form waved at her.

“???!” Ningguang picked up the form in horror. Her eyes widened as she stared at the embers on it, as if she wanted to confirm whether the scene just now was an illusion.

She was afraid Keqing and Ganyu wouldn’t believe it, but she actually saw the portrait move!

"Ningguang, what's wrong? What's the problem here?" Seeing Ningguang so surprised, Keqing also leaned over to take a look.

But she couldn't see anything except the crooked and unrecognizable cursive handwriting and the close-up photo of Ember.

Ningguang put down the file, rubbed her eyes and said, "It's nothing. Maybe I haven't had enough rest recently and my eyes are blurry."

"Tell me what you think."

After saying that, Ningguang took out her pipe and prepared to take a puff.

Ningguang would only smoke in two situations: one was when she was with friends and family and felt happy; the other was when she was confused and had questions to answer.

Now it's clearly the latter.

"Uh... don't ask me. The appointment and dismissal of personnel in the Golden House is not within my scope of responsibility. I am in charge of the land. Ask Ganyu. She must have some ideas."

Keqing immediately waved her hand and kicked the ball to Ganyu.

Keqing herself was also torn. The Golden House was of great importance, and it was simply impossible for her to allow someone like Yu Jin, whose background was unknown, to take up the post there.

But she wanted to ask Yu Jin for advice and didn't want to offend him. As a result, Keqing became an ostrich.

Anyway, no matter what, she won't suffer any loss.

"Ah? Me?" Ganyu shook her head and refused after hearing what Keqing said: "You two should know that I am a secretary and it is not appropriate for me to express my opinions in this regard. It is better for Tianquan and Yuheng to decide."

Ganyu kicked the ball back again.

"Huh, you two are quick to clear yourself of responsibility." Ningguang exhaled a puff of smoke, but her frown showed no sign of relaxing.

[This tobacco is not good.] Ningguang shook her head and poured out the unburned tobacco in the pipe.

A good tobacco would help her think more clearly, and it was clear that the tobacco this time wasn't good enough.

Just when Ningguang wanted to call Baiwen over to get some new cigarettes, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the burnt wooden box that was out of place with the luxurious atmosphere of the Qun Yu Pavilion - that was the "tobacco" that Yujin gave her.

“I’m not saying anything, Ningguang, you’d better stop smoking.” Keqing waved her hand, sweeping away the slightly fragrant smoke.

The tobacco that Ningguang smoked was called tobacco, but it didn't look like tobacco. In addition to ordinary tobacco, it was also mixed with a large amount of spices from various countries.

It doesn't smell as pungent as ordinary tobacco, but instead has a peculiar exotic fragrance.

"Haha, this is one of my few hobbies. Besides, I don't smoke in public, right?"

Ningguang smiled, opened the dark wooden box, and then she was stunned.

Because what was in the box was not tobacco, but fine ash. Is there such tobacco in the Seven Kingdoms?

Ningguang casually scooped a spoonful of ashes with her pipe, and just as she was about to say something, she suddenly felt her hand lighten.

"Clap."

The jade pipe was melted and broken, and black smoke continued to pour out.

"Boom——"

"It's on fire!"

Flames burst out from the thick smoke, and Ningguang's office suddenly caught fire.

"Frost Frost Transformation!"

Following Ganyu's clear shout, a lotus made of ice crystals blossomed.

A lotus emerged from the flames and then exploded. Ice crystals mixed with water splashed everywhere and rushed into the burning fire.

It’s strange to say, the fire looked very fierce, but Ganyu could put it out directly with just a small ice lotus.

The fire came quickly and went away quickly.

Ningguang patted her cheongsam, which was stained black by smoke. The dust did not go away, but her hands became a lot darker.

"Hu——" Ningguang threw away the half-broken pipe in her hand and took a deep breath.

"Now I know what to do with him." Ningguang still had that smiling look on her face, but the bulging blue veins on her forehead were creepy no matter how you looked at them.

“How to arrange it?” Keqing swallowed. It was the first time she saw Ningguang’s expression so scary.

"The General Affairs Department always says that the toilet is short of people. Arrange him to flush the toilet!"

Keqing glanced at Ningguang, who had a kind face, and decisively swallowed her advice.

[Senior, oh senior, you did it yourself, I can’t help you. ]

……

"call--"

In the huge smoke on one side, there was an extremely strong figure.

The knotted muscles and bulging veins all speak of the man's strength. This is the ultimate in human flesh.

Ge Fulei, or Holerlu, was once the King of Elden, a man who conquered all directions and expanded the territory of the Golden Dynasty to the entire border area.

Of course, he is now an unemployed vagrant and relies entirely on his son for support.

"Ahem! Where did you break off the scarecrow's arm? Put it back to me now!"

On Ge Fulei's shoulder, a lion covered in iron armor appeared, sneezed and said to him.

"This is not the scarecrow's arm, this is the cigarette I made." Ge Fulei held between his fingers a piece of "cigarette" as thick as a human arm, which was made by compressing and tanning dried yellow grass, and took a deep breath.

Then the "cigarette" burned quickly and turned into ashes in an instant. At the same time, the smoke in the house was so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

"Father, ugh...cough cough cough!"

The door opened, and a "monster" with horns on its head walked out of the misty smoke.

The reason why he is called a "monster" is that he has many intertwined horns growing on his head, and large pieces of keratin almost occupy half of his head.

Under the cloak, his skin was gray and wrinkled like wood, with scales of various shapes and hair growing out of his skin, making him look like a life made up of hundreds of creatures.

Monggot, son of Gefulei, is also the most disgusting and taboo "evil omen" of the Golden Dynasty.

"Haha! Mongert, you're here!" Gefulei laughed heartily a few times, and then he exhaled sharply.

"Whoosh——" Two streams of whitish air gushed out from Ge Fulei's nostrils, blowing away all the thick smoke in the room.

Mungot inserted his cane-like curse sword into the ground, and a huge gust of wind surged in the house.

The strong wind blew away Mungot's cloak, revealing his equally strong body.

If Gefulei's muscular body represents the ultimate strength, then Mungert represents the ultimate toughness.

He didn't have many muscles, but they looked as strong as steel. Even though the light in the room was not strong, they still reflected a gray-green luster.

"Father, what were you doing just now?" Mongget looked at the ashes on the ground and asked in confusion.

Could it be that my father has finally come to his senses and is taking the initiative to learn magic or prayer or something like that?

But he soon shook his head in self-mockery. His father's muscles grew directly into his brain. Learning magic? Ge Fulei's muscles were the best magic.

With that muscular body, even Comet Azr, representing the starry sky torrent, could be torn to pieces by him.

"I was just smoking." Graveley scratched his head and said.

"Smoking? It's best not to do something like this that is harmful to your body and mind." Menggert frowned slightly. Didn't his father like fighting the most?Why did you learn to smoke?

"Well... didn't you tell me not to fight with people all the time? So I wanted to try other hobbies."

Ge Fulei scratched his head and said to the son to whom he owed a lot.

Chapter 261: Mungot and Gefulei

2023-10-29