Mobius: I Suddenly Feel a Little Thirsty...

"We...we really want to go, but the most important thing right now is to find a hotel, otherwise we'll be sleeping on the streets again tonight." Paimon's tone was full of regret.

"The accounts haven't been reconciled yet." Diluc shook his head and said, noticing that everyone was looking at him.

Of course, this is not the most important reason. After all, things like accounting can be delegated to subordinates. But more importantly, during this period of typhoon, there will always be some people with ulterior motives who want to take advantage of the chaos to do things that are not good for Mondstadt.

And that's when Mondstadt's Darknight Hero come into play.

"Eula you, Yura?" Venti asked, looking at Eula.

"Me? I need to go back to the Knights of Favonius with Jean. I was supposed to report to the Knights of Favonius about the details of the Hillichurl Camp we destroyed today after I came back a few hours ago, but I haven't had time to go because I've been with you and Chen Luo." Eula said with some regret.

"Sigh, does that mean I'm going alone today?"

Having not attracted a single customer, Venti already foresaw that she wouldn't be able to win a prize.

Although almost everything in the bar is free, that doesn't mean Chen Luo will give you whatever you want.

For example, Venti wants to drink 10 glasses of Wind God's Liquor in a row today.

But clearly, it's unlikely that they'll be able to attract a single customer.

"Don't worry, I'll go after I've finished explaining everything," Eula said.

"..." But you're not a new guest.

Although Venti really wanted to say that, Venti kept quiet because she knew that if she did, she would be held a grudge again.

"So, one last question, what should we do with the Lyre of Winds?" Just as everyone was about to instinctively go home and find their own mothers, Diluc suddenly spoke up, leaving everyone stunned.

"... I should have let Alo take him away." Sensing the eeriness of the atmosphere, Venti couldn't help but say.

The Lyre of Winds was brought back by Chen Luo, and Chen Luo was also responsible for charging it, so there's naturally no problem handing it over to Chen Luo.

But now Chen Luo is dancing on the Statue of the Seven.

"This problem is easy to solve. Just let the street performer carry the Lyre of Winds. Anyway, none of us know how to use it," Paimon, with his simple mind, offered his suggestion.

"Well, I don't care. Besides, I can't possibly take the Lyre of Winds," Eula said first.

Eula's identity as the descendant of Mondstadt sinner is ultimately a sensitive one, though no one seems to care.

"I think it's feasible." Jean gave Venti a serious look before nodding.

"I have no objection either," Lisa quickly added.

"Then let's decide on this. Bard, you should be able to protect this lyre, right?" Diluc agreed, realizing the question he had asked.

After all, the Lyre of Winds is a precious cultural asset of Mondstadt and the key to saving Tevyat; it cannot be entrusted to the wrong person.

"Don't worry, at worst I'll just stay at Alo's bar for the next day, and I promise I won't lose the Lyre of Winds," Venti nodded.

Chapter 160 Mobius: Suddenly I feel a little thirsty...

"Suddenly, a madman sharpens his blade in the night, the imperial star trembles and Mars rises high. The world is turned upside down from this day forward, Mondstadt belongs to Liyue!"

Venti sat at the bar counter, holding the photo Chen Luo had given her, and read aloud the banners hanging on the photo, word by word.

"Wait, wait, wait, Alo, you didn't actually hang these banners on the Statue of the Seven, did you? That's even more outrageous than you dancing on the Statue of the Seven!" Looking at the photo, Venti was almost speechless with shock.

Are you trying to start a war between Mondstadt and Liyue? While this kind of prank isn't enough to cause a war, it will cause diplomatic problems.

"Nonsense, of course not. This picture is photoshopped. When I said I was going to dance on the Wind Statue of the Seven, the Acting Grand Master Jean was there too. Statue of the Seven, wouldn't I be the one primarily responsible? I'm not stupid." Chen Luo snapped his fingers, and the photo constructed by the Void Archive instantly vanished into thin air.

"Phew, that's good." Bungee breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if Venti is a carefree and irresponsible person, he knows the importance of the Statue of the Seven to the citizens of Mondstadt.

"However, I cast an Anemo magic on the outstretched hands of the Statue of the Seven that will last for a whole day. If ordinary citizens see it tomorrow, they will probably just arbitrarily consider it a miracle, right?" Chen Luo said, stroking his chin.

"Oh, it's fine. Anyway, there really are gods in this world," Venti said nonchalantly.

"I condensed the wind into the shape of Cecilia flower. What do you think? I have great taste, right?" Chen Luo said with considerable pride.

"I have to admit, you do have good taste." Venti nodded.

Because Cecilia is actually Venti's favorite flower.

"Since you're so happy, why don't you charge this Mora?" Seeing Venti's delight, Chen Luo also became happy and placed a Mora on the bar.

"!!!" Venti stared at the Mora for a moment, then froze.

"After all, this is a treasure given to me by the Anemo Archon Barbatos. It would be such a waste to destroy it, so... I'm leaving it to you." Chen Luo patted Venti on the shoulder and said.

"..." Venti looked at Chen Luo, not knowing what to say.

"But gathering the aura of the Anemo Archon is really difficult. I'm poisoned, I'm injured..." Venti said with a mournful face.

You used up the coin's blessing and the Anemo Archon's aura, and then you made me replace it.

What's the difference between that and having me replenish my Wind Element Power from the beginning?

"Alright, alright, stop complaining. How about I lift the limit on how many times you can drink Wind God's Liquor today after this monument is restored to its original state?" Chen Luo discussed with Venti.

"Okay, no problem," Venti replied immediately.

"Then I want to drink ten cups of Wind God's Liquor! Ten cups!" Venti emphasized.

[Ding! You have a new request!]

[Wind God Match]

Reward: 100 Primogem

"Alright then." Chen Luo nodded reluctantly.

Ten cups of Wind God Match... cough cough, ten cups of Wind God's Liquor only give 100 Primogem, which is equivalent to 10 Primogem per cup of wine.

A cup of Void Wine costs 5 Primogem, which means that's only 100% profit.

Previously, a single bottle of Wind God's Liquor would Primogem Wind God's Liquor cup, which was a 300% profit.

Well, it's definitely more profitable to sell them separately.

However, since Venti wants a drink, let him have it; we can make a profit anyway.

As it turned out, Venti's claim of being seriously injured was complete nonsense. Not long after, Chen Luo's Mora began to creak under the strain, indicating that there was too much Divine Power wrapped around Mora.

Venti does seem very excited.

"Alright, alright, if you keep charging it, this Mora will break." Chen Luo quickly snatched the Mora from Venti's hand, and then placed the 10 glasses of Void Wine on the bar one by one.

"Hehehe... Wind God's Liquor, my Wind God's Liquor. Ten bottles of Wind God's Liquor." Venti couldn't stop smiling even before he had tasted a single glass of Wind God's Liquor.

"Wait, Venti, you can drink, but give me the Lyre of Winds first." Just as Venti was about to drink her first glass, Chen Luo suddenly stopped Venti.

"Huh? Why?"

"Hmm, to be honest, I'm afraid you'll get drunk and leave the bar, sell the Lyre of Winds, and use the money to buy more drinks," Chen Luo said bluntly.

"How is that possible?"

"Why not? If you were me, would you feel comfortable putting the Lyre of Winds on a drunkard? Especially with enough alcohol to get him drunk right in front of him." Chen Luo rolled his eyes at Venti.

After all, the Lyre of Winds is an extremely important plot item involved in Chen Luo's three commissions. If Venti really messes it up... well, Chen Luo has a solution.

But if it can be prevented, why mess it up?

"Uh..." After putting himself in Venti's shoes for a moment, he obediently took out the Lyre of Winds and placed it on the bar.

Okay, if it's just 10 regular drinks, Venti can still guarantee she won't get drunk, but 10 cups of Wind God's Liquor, Venti isn't so sure.

If, as Chen Luo said, the Lyre of Winds sold to an ordinary person, that would be fine. But if it is simply thrown away somewhere, it is very likely that it will never be found again.

In that case, it would be more appropriate to leave it with Chen Luo for safekeeping.

To be fair, Venti trusts Chen Luo more than she trusts herself.

At least once the other party accepts the commission, they will definitely complete it no matter how outrageous things happen.

Moreover, Chen Luo brought back the Lyre of Winds, so Venti had no unease about Chen Luo at all.

After seeing Chen Luo put away the Lyre of Winds, Venti picked up the leftmost glass of Wind God's Liquor and gulped it down.

"Ah~ the ultimate enjoyment." Even Venti needed a moment to recover after finishing a glass of Wind God's Liquor. Now, Venti's face was flushed, and a joyful smile appeared on her face.

"Jingle!"

"Alo..." A voice that seemed to be trapped in an abyss of extreme hunger rang out, making people's scalp tingle and their spines go cold.

"Holy crap, Xiao Shi? What's wrong with you, Xiao Shi?" Chen Luo was startled when he saw the Herrscher of Knowledge walking with a zombie-like gait.

"Hungry..." The Herrscher of Knowledge raised his head and said with a mournful face.

"..."

"Eek!" A familiar cry rang out, and a small head popped out from behind the Herrscher of Knowledge. Upon seeing Chen Luo, it stepped directly onto the Herrscher of Knowledge's shoulder and leaped high towards Chen Luo.

"Little Eight, what brings you here?" Chen Luo caught the little fox and rubbed its head.

"Because we were both very hungry," the Herrscher of Knowledge explained weakly.

"... Alright then." Chen Luo tentatively accepted the reason given by the Herrscher of Knowledge.

"Me too." A familiar yet unfamiliar voice rang out.

A force shoved the Herrscher of Knowledge behind, and then the Book of Cang Xuan emerged.

"I want to eat dinner too," Book of Cang Xuan said, raising his hand.

"But you're Armed Puppet. The batteries I gave you are enough to keep you active for thousands of years," Chen Luo said, arms crossed.

"Hmph, haven't you heard? Armed Puppet have two batteries, one for power and one for mood. I can reduce the consumption of normal energy by reducing activity and eating more food," Book of Cang Xuan said smugly.

"Well, to put it simply, they're lazy and love to eat, right?" Chen Luo succinctly summarized.

"Emmm... I want to eat, I want to eat! I heard from Fu Hua that your cooking is super delicious! I want to eat!" Book of Cang Xuan was silent for two seconds, then started crying and shouting.

[Ding! You have a new request!]

"I want to eat too!" the Herrscher of Knowledge shouted.

[Ding! You have a new request!]

"Waaaaah!"

[Ding! You have a new request!]

"Why are you getting involved and causing trouble?" Chen Luo couldn't help but glance at the little fox a couple more times.

Chen Luo found it quite peculiar that the little fox could also issue commissions, but upon closer reflection, he reasoned that since the little fox was able to Space-Time Turbulence, it must have some unique characteristics.

Even without any special characteristics, it should still have the ability to absorb spiritual energy after being modified by the Space-Time Turbulence.

So the little fox turned into a spirit beast?

The request from the Book of Cang Xuan was for 50 Primogem, because she hadn't eaten anything delicious for over 1000 years, so her obsession with it was quite strong. However, since she only wanted to eat ordinary food, the price of Primogem was low.

Perhaps because Chen Luo had never "mistreated" her, the Herrscher of Knowledge only gave her 20 Primogem, which was considered a fairly basic initial reward.

The little fox, however, was different; its reward was 5 Primogem. Honestly, this was one of the smallest rewards Chen Luo had ever seen, aside from stealing lollipops from little girls.

But it's just a little fox, do you expect to get any commissions from it?

"You stay here quietly, I'll go make you some fried tofu." After placing the little fox on the bar counter, Chen Luo turned and walked into the small kitchen.

"Ah, the third glass! Wind God's Liquor, forever the god!" Venti cheered and put down the third glass.

"Eek!" The little fox looked curiously at the 10 glasses of wine arranged in a long row, its cute little nose twitching slightly.

"Huh? This isn't... Oh dear, he's really drunk. How could that guy be here? Go away, little fox, this isn't something you can drink." Venti shooed the little fox, who wanted to try the strange drink, aside while picking up the outermost glass of wine.

"Goo!" The little fox bared its teeth at Venti, but after smelling the aroma of fried tofu, it ignored the Venti.

"Chicken soup, please... oops, rice, please."

Chen Luo used his Threads Control ability to make the three meals float, and then quickly walked out and placed them on a table next to him.

"Ding-a-ling!" The doorbell rang again.

"Hahaha!" A lazy laugh rang out, and Chen Luo turned his head to look before rushing over to greet it.

"Holy crap, Mobius, how come you're drunk again?" Chen Luo went up to him, then hugged Mobius and put Mobius arm around his shoulder.

Chen Luo was still a little confused. Why was Mobius still drinking? Did he mean that even as a Flame-Chaser, he couldn't just slap those sugar daddies to death?