"The more stable the dream cycle becomes, and the longer it goes, the more computing power the Akademiya can gather, so they should prioritize those who have the deepest desire for the Flower Christmas Sacrifice.

"After knowing the theme of dream reincarnation, my colleagues and I secretly collected a lot of information in the city, and found that the people of the entire Sumeru City belonging to the Grand Bazaar are the most enthusiastic about the birthday festival of the god of flowers."

Paying attention to the passers-by around him, Ulloins whispered the information he knew: "Since the Zubayr family founded the Zubayr Theater, every generation has not forgotten the holding of the Flower God's Birthday Festival, which can be said to be a family tradition.

"According to what we heard, the reason why Nilou, a famous dancer at the Zubayr Theater, chose to become a dancer was because she participated in the birthday festival of the god of flowers at a young age, witnessed the Zubayr dancer at that time, and worshipped her as a teacher after obtaining the consent of her parents.

"Dinazedad, who is in constant contact with the Zubayr Theater, and the eldest lady of the Humayi family are also among the targets of our suspicions, but then there is a new information contagion, and those who participate in the dream cycle will be deprived of the dream they conceived, and the more the dream is taken away, the more the burden on the real body.

"Thinking from the perspective of stability, the Great Sage will not choose a Demon Scale Disease patient to be the main body of the dream realm, the dream cycle cannot be unfolded at will, and if they do not collect enough computing power this time, then their plan will be delayed for a long time."

Ulloins said coldly: "I don't know if the Great Sage's plan this time is for selfishness or for the sake of Sumeru, but his wanton decision of other people's lives is enough to prove that it is time for this old fellow to invest in gold coins." ”

"It's so fierce..."

Muttering softly, Paimon frowned, put his fingers in his mouth and stirred them back and forth, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, grunted twice, and ran to the flower bed and spat a few mouthfuls of dirt.

"Paimon on Dinarzedai's side doesn't need to worry, now Paimon is the one who should be cared for, and it feels like the saliva in his mouth has turned into greasy oil......

"Bah, Bah, Bah——!"

The little eyebrows furrowed tighter, and Paimon tried to spit a few more times.

Ulloins asked, "Are you tired of the cake cream just now?" ”

"It's definitely not a matter of the cream, and I've had a glass of juice before."

After finding that no matter how hard he tried, Paimon couldn't get rid of the grease in his mouth, Paimon breathed a sigh of relief, gave up the struggle, and comforted: "You don't have to worry about this affecting my taste buds, no matter how unpalatable the food is, it doesn't destroy my taste buds, this greasy is actually a sprinkle of rain~"

"If you really think it's okay......"

I don't know how unpalatable the food in Paimon's mouth is, but from her serious attitude, Ulloins still gets a glimpse of the seriousness.

Without thinking too much about it, he said, "According to my thoughts, the first target to be found is naturally Zubair, who has been committed to the birthday sacrifice of the god of flowers for decades. ”

"How can you judge a person's enthusiasm by their age? You know that this has not happened even in free Mondstadt, you are properly discriminating...... I'm sorry, I've been with the traveler for too long, and I said this subconsciously, so you can feel free to test Mr. Zubair, and I'll go play with Nilou, maybe I can observe by the way. ”

"Night is the time for reincarnation, and I hope Paimon can meet with me before this and record everything with my taste buds." Ulloins slowly retracted his strange complexion.

Paimon patted his little chest proudly, "Don't worry, Paimon is never ambiguous in this kind of big thing, and when Traveler and Raiden Shogun fought, Paimon didn't get involved at all. ”

"But this kind of thing can't be mixed up, right?"

"That's right~ It seems that Paimon can't use his escape skills, it's a pity."

In a brief moment of loss, Paimon quickly regained his strength, his eyes flashing with bright stars, and Ulloins' shocked muttered 'Teyvat Knowledge'.

The mascot laughed twice: "This time, Paimon successfully saved the people of Sumeru with his own efforts, and when the time comes, it will be up to the traveler to say that Paimon only knows how to eat." ”

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"So what are you counting on? Expect this nominally guided, but in fact just a little pet that has been fed, to help you destroy the cycle of dreams? Pinning your hopes on her, and a mortal who can't touch the elemental power, is such a boring thought, no wonder you're imprisoned by your people. ”

As the core of the god-making experiment, the sixth executive of the Fatui, the creation of the gods, the "Skirmishers", had already entered the huge god body made by the Akademiya with the Narukami technique, and at this moment, he had already seized a trace of the power of the World Tree, and he surfaced an illusory bubble, looking at the short god with disdain.

"It's funny, I never thought you would be so funny, your regretful expression must be beautiful when you arrive, I hope you don't waste the opportunity to please me."

"Then why do you keep coming out to stop me?"

"Stop you? Heh~ I just want to see your desperation up close, but you think I'm stopping you? What a coward! ”

"Can you squat down a bit? The short god wants to meet you face-to-face for a while. ”

"Do you want to ...... Click! ”

The wisps of apparitions scattered by the main body in the sleeping "stragglers" were ineffective, and Nahida grabbed his sleeve and gently pulled it down, and as he was forced to crouch, her free right hand held a wooden stick and mercilessly pried open his mouth.

Nahida watched carefully for a long time, then let go of her hand in a slightly confused way, and muttered to herself, "When Bal made you, you should have used your own structure as a model, and your taste buds also have no recording function, it's really strange, this manager named Paimon has a completely unexpected ......"

"You bastard..."

Hurriedly stood up and took two steps back, and the "Balladeer" suddenly retracted the scattered words that were about to blurt out, and smiled: "How long do you think those thin guys of you can last?" I suddenly became interested in meddling, and the rice bucket called Paimon was easily misleading. ”

"Actually, at first, I was puzzled, what did Baal's predecessor borrow from that True Monarch, but now I have figured it out, you are really similar to him before. Do you need me to show you? ”

Without waiting for the Balladeer to reply, Nahida spread her right hand and released a screenshot from the World Tree.

"I'm sorry, unknown demon god, I mistook your lower body for your head and overestimated your IQ, I didn't expect you to believe such a simple scheme, so why don't you choose to listen to the thoughts of the wild boar two valleys away from us? I'm sure you'll have a great chat......

"It's a mistake, Dotore is breaking through the divine power they used to imprison the pollution, the records of the World Tree have been a bit chaotic lately, and there are many memories that have changed their original locations, and I'm sure you're aware of this."

Nahida apologized sincerely, then searched for a moment to find the image she wanted to show.

"According to calculations, the current grain and grass reserves of Guiliji can only last for two years, and if the population grows, it will have to be reduced again, and it just so happens that the demon god who blew himself up not long ago polluted most of the land planted nearby, although it was stopped in time, but it still takes four years to remove the residue left behind."

"Recently, the demon gods have faintly had a tendency to form alliances, and the stupid demon gods are almost dead, and the rest will not ignore the biggest threat because of immediate interests, and I, as a representative of the immortal family, would like to ask you if you still want to accept the people who have lost the demon gods in this situation? Besides, given the issue of faith, it will take at least twenty years for them to truly become Liyue."

"Hmm~ Your face has become impatient, so let's fast forward it."

“……”

"If you let all the immortals use immortal magic day and night to maintain the growth of the five grains, then you can last for a year, this is my previous bottom line...... The task of convincing the immortal family is also to be solved by the emperor himself, I cannot represent all the immortal families in this regard, even if I have a close relationship with you, but I can be merciful and responsible for the end, and promise not to quarrel, but I have to explain to you that this is the last time, and now it is not as good as before, and the Millelith must maintain full combat readiness, and ......."

"The rest doesn't matter."

Cutting off the playback of the picture, Nahida touched her chin thoughtfully: "It's really unexpected, who would have thought that the True Monarch of Stopping Water and Dispelling Evil was only responsible for martial arts in the past?" What made him change and become proficient in literary affairs, but unfortunately the records were confusing...... By the way, isn't there something wrong with you? Then I won't stay longer. ”

"Huh."