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"Hm?" Lin Feng looked at Eula with curiosity but nodded nonetheless, preparing to return to his room.
"Wait!" Eula suddenly called out, stopping Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's heart instantly filled with joy. Could it be that Eula wants him to join their game?
"What is it?" Lin Feng turned around, beaming with anticipation as he faced Eula.
"Well..." Eula blushed slightly, seeming somewhat embarrassed. "Could you leave your phone here? Amber and I will play with it later."
Noticing Lin Feng's expression change, she cautiously suggested, "Or maybe we could swap phones for now and switch back tomorrow?"
Eula assumed Lin Feng needed his phone, prompting her proposal.
At the mention of Eula's phone, Lin Feng's interest was immediately piqued, wondering if there might be some intriguing content on it.
"Sure!" Lin Feng agreed, taking Eula's phone before heading into his room.
"All right, let's sit on the bed and start playing." Amber grinned, looking at Eula.
"You...your hands better behave; otherwise, I won't hesitate to kick you off the bed," Eula replied, a blush creeping across her face, hinting at thoughts unknown.
"Alright, let's hurry up then. We've shared beds numerous times; I'm always well-behaved!" Amber chuckled.
"Well-behaved? Yet your flight license gets suspended so often?" Eula mercilessly exposed Amber, causing her to instantly deflate with disappointment.
Living without a flight license was truly unbearable, argh!
Lin Feng entered his room, closed the door, and opened Eula's phone. The wallpaper remained their photo together, but he didn't dwell on it and swiftly accessed Eula's gallery. This would likely be the best place to find what he sought.
Upon browsing, the first image he saw was a cheerful snapshot of Amber and Eula, with the backdrop of an icy lake at the foot of the snow-capped mountains.
He continued flipping through, finding many photos of Eula and Amber together, yet none contained the pictures Lin Feng hoped for. Further down were images of Hilichurls and groups of Abyss Mages.
Feeling somewhat disappointed, Lin Feng closed the photo gallery and opened the notes app instead. This was Eula's personal journal, dedicated to keeping track of grievances.
As Lin Feng read Eula's grudge-filled entries, a silly, almost maternal smile crept across his face. He checked other apps as well, but found no additional insights.
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The next morning, Venti woke up to find three Hydro Slimes bouncing around him.
He quickly checked himself and was relieved to still have his phone, which represented an entire afternoon of singing earnings.
Suddenly, Venti frowned as he realized his Mora were gone. However, after a moment of confusion, he remembered that he didn't actually have any Mora...
A gust of wind blew by, lifting several Hydro Slimes gently into the air, drifting towards the snow-capped mountains.
"Look, it's Slimes flying in the sky!"
"They seem like Hydro Slimes. Oh no, they must have evolved."
"Do you think these flying Slimes could be descendants from combining Anemo and Hydro Slimes?"
Witnessing this spectacle, people began speculating wildly.
Venti chuckled mischievously, weaving through the crowd, heading straight for Angel's Share tavern.
Inside, Venti sat in a corner, studying his new 10,000-Mora smartphone—a significant investment equivalent to much fine wine. Thankfully, the phone was waterproof; otherwise, agony would have been written all over his face.
As Venti became engrossed, curious onlookers gathered around him. It was indeed surprising to see this habitual drunkard not buying alcohol for once.
"Wow, almost at the final level!"
"No one in Mondstadt has cleared it yet! Is this bard really that skilled?"
"Nonsense, I completed a level too, didn't I?"
"That tiny section doesn't count as completion, ha ha ha..."
Venti, observing the simplistic game, couldn't help but feel dismissive. How could anyone spend time studying such a basic and unchallenging game?
Stretching lazily, Venti swiftly breezed through all levels of Radiant Knight.
While Venti remained unfazed, the onlookers were ecstatic, celebrating as if they themselves had achieved victory.
"All levels cleared? That's incredible!"
"Witnessing this makes me think I can do it too! It's just a few small monsters, right?!"
"I saw those dodging skills; he must be single for at least thirty years!"
Venti glanced back at the person who mentioned being single for thirty years, feeling slightly offended. "Hey, buddy, I've been single for thousands of years, okay? Don't underestimate me like that!"
Suddenly, an idea struck Venti, bringing a smile to his face. If singing could earn him money, why not gaming as well?
Why stand and sing for earnings when he could sit comfortably and make money playing games?
"Cough, cough!" Clearing his throat, Venti announced casually, "Whoever buys me a glass of cider gets a free level-clearance run!"
"I'll do it!"
"M-me...me..."
"I'll buy you two drinks..."
Everyone started bidding, knowing that once they cleared the level, they could take a screenshot for bragging rights and conversation starters.
Venti secretly rejoiced; busking relied on tips, but this method guaranteed direct payment from eager customers.
"One at a time, no rush. I can escort three players per round," Venti quickly gestured to calm down the arguing crowd.
Suddenly, the person who had called him a "hater" yesterday stepped forward with a grin. "Let me play using my phone alongside you, making it four players total. If we can record the gameplay, I'll add three more cups of cider."
Taken aback, Venti looked at him, impressed by his cleverness—a true dedicated fan of Barbatos indeed.
And so, with three casual players in tow, Venti embarked on their quest through the levels. Thus, Teyvat's first professional gaming coach and companion player was born.
Whether due to innate talent or years of singlehood, Venti effortlessly guided these rookies—no, clients—to clear all the stages.
"Hold on, bring over the agreed-upon cider first. I need a sip to maintain my momentum." Vendi waved dismissively, a thrilled smile spreading across his face.
As expected, they kept their word, and soon seven cups of apple cider were brought over.
Venti felt an unexpected surge of happiness as he picked up one cup and gulped it down with gusto. Drinking all seven cups in quick succession, his face only showed a slight flush.
"Alright, let's continue. Next four people, same price. If you want me to record on my phone, add three more cups..."
Growing more adept, Venti swiftly set his terms. For patrons at the tavern, a single cup of apple cider was hardly significant.
Of course, Venti himself was an exception; for the past Venti, this would have been quite a hefty expense.
And so, Venti thrived at the tavern, earning the nickname "Game King"...
In Eula's room, Amber and Eula lay entwined, having kicked the blanket onto the floor. Amber curled up, seemingly feeling chilly.
Both girls wore minimal clothing, exposing their slender, white legs to the air. Their smooth abdomens displayed not an ounce of fat but hints of toned abs instead.
Amber's hand rested on Eula's Slime, causing Eula's eyebrows to furrow slightly before she slowly opened her eyes.
"Amber!!!"