Mondstadt, Stormterror's Lair.
Li Qiuzhi and Shenhe had originally intended to use "Interstellar Travel" to return home, but they discovered that Lumine, Fischl, and Paimon were still at Stormterror's Lair and had not returned.
The reason was simple. Nobody was home, and walking back only to come again tomorrow would waste too much time, so they could only camp where they were.
After all, Stormterror's Lair was quite far from Mondstadt City.
However, they had already sent Oz to look for a Teleport Waypoint, and he should find one soon.
For tonight, though, they would have to make do with sleeping outdoors.
Li Qiuzhi did not mind. Wasn't roughing it part of an adventurer's everyday life?
So he teleported to Stormterror's Lair with Shenhe, appearing beside Lumine and the others.
"Quick, you stupid retainer, help us bathe with your Hydro power. We're all sticky after a whole day of adventuring!"
Before Li Qiuzhi could speak, Fischl hurriedly took his hand and said this.
The skin of her wrist did indeed feel sticky.
Well, since Her Highness the Prinzessin der Verurteilung had requested it, he would naturally comply.
"Where should we wash, then?" Li Qiuzhi glanced around and found himself inside a fairly large tent. A thick, soft mattress lay on the ground, with enough room for two or three people to sleep if they squeezed together.
"Right here. Let's put away the folding mattress first so it doesn't get wet."
Lumine thought for a moment before speaking.
Many rivers in Stormterror's Lair had been polluted by blood from monsters defeated by adventurers, making them completely unusable.
They could only make do with washing inside the tent, then dry it with Anemo afterward.
Soon, everything inside the tent had been packed away and temporarily stored in a Vision. Only Li Qiuzhi,