Genshin Impact: I am an ordinary executive

Chapter 824 Woodpecker

"This...this isn't right...I...I don't hate her." Funina didn't want to slap a face that looked exactly like her, but she was also a little afraid to disobey Zuo Xi, so she could only hesitate in place, whimpering softly.

"Tch, boring... I mean, spineless." Zuo Xi curled his lip; he had guessed that Funina's personality wouldn't allow her to do something like this. "I knew you couldn't do it, so..."

He patted Funina on the shoulder, signaling her to stay still, then came up behind Fucaros and, before she could react, lifted Fucaros up like a cat and placed her in front of Funina.

"Come on, come on! If it makes you feel better, go easy on me or hard on me!" Fukaros urged resignedly with her eyes closed. It was only natural that the other party harbored resentment towards her; if this made her feel better, she would actually be happy.

"Are you...really going to do it? I...I'm scared..." Seeing that Zuo Xi had already placed Fukaros in front of her, and that Fukaros seemed to have resigned himself to his fate and brought his face closer, Funa was at a loss and even her hands trembled a little.

“I figured you couldn’t do it either, so I came up with a compromise for you.” Zuo tide placed something in Funina’s palm.

Although she dared not look, Funina could feel by touch that it was a stick-shaped object, a round, long strip, and hard.

A thought immediately formed in her mind, and her body trembled even more violently: "Murder... I... I don't want to..."

She thought it was a sheathed dagger.

"What are you thinking about? Take a good look." Zuo Xi tapped Funina's head with a wry smile, and only then did the latter dare to muster the courage to look at what she was holding.

"This is... a pen?"

......

"Ahem, can we continue now?" Fukaros, her face now bearing several black turtle-like markings, awkwardly pushed forward the conversation. The suppressed laughter of those around her made her feel helpless and uncomfortable. "Um, if you want to laugh, you don't have to hold it in..."

"Pfft! Cough cough, I'm sorry, I wasn't laughing at you. It's just that it's a bit... Pfft! Hahaha! Cough cough... I'm, sorry..." Ying tried to suppress her laughter several times but failed each time. Although she was sorry, her appearance was indeed a bit comical.

"Childlike drawing skills... but that's what makes it better; if it's too good, it's not interesting." Sandoni gave a fair assessment. Don't ask her why she didn't laugh; it's because she's usually the one getting turtles drawn on her when playing cards.

Fukaros sighed on the surface, but in reality, he was secretly delighted.

She knew this ink was no ordinary ink, but so what? Even if it was an eternal ink that had endured for a thousand years, this was her mental space, and what use was anything drawn in her mental space?

"I know what you're thinking," Zuo tide scoffed dismissively. "I'll make it up to you once we get out. You'd better pray that my drawing skills are better than hers."

“Let’s talk about it once we can get out,” Fukalos said dismissively, not thinking there was any other way. “So, can you tell me your plan now?”

“Of course,” Zuo Xi nodded, “To put it bluntly, we need to rely on the water dragon that has obtained the power of the ancient dragon to solve the problem of the Fontaine people’s bloodline. The key lies in this ‘Dragon King who has obtained the power of the ancient dragon.’ And this was also your original plan: to return the power to Vilet and have him pardon the Fontaine people’s ‘original sin.’”

“Yes, but you just ruined my plans. So shouldn’t you tell me about yours?” Fukaros nodded. “Don’t tell me you don’t have a plan, okay? Otherwise, the whole of Fontaine will cry.”

Although Ying didn't say anything, she was already silently echoing what Ying was saying in her mind.

Zuo tide has no plans? Then you might as well say that Paimon can go a week without eating—after all, neither of those things are possible.

She was certain that Zuo tide had prepared not only a plan, but more than one; he would only reveal the one he preferred.

"Don't be in such a hurry. I didn't say there was anything wrong with your plan. Aside from the cost, I actually admire your plan. So the solution I'm proposing is pretty much the same as yours, or rather, it's an improvement on your plan." Zuo Xi held up one finger. "There's only one difference—I want to avoid those costs—you'll have to deal with the mess your country is in yourself."

"How exactly should this be carried out?" Navelette interjected. "If you need my help... I won't hesitate to offer it."

As the dragon king of the elements, Navelette actually didn't have much affection for Teyvat or the Seven Gods.

However, it must be said that the five hundred years he received as the Supreme Judge in Fontaine were irreplaceable to him. Before delivering the final "judgment," he needed to observe carefully to avoid an "unjust" outcome.

The sacrifice was clearly unfair to Fucarus, and Vilette would not mind helping if it could be avoided.

“Of course I need your help, otherwise I wouldn’t have called you out.” Zuo tide clapped her hands, and a device with two seats appeared out of thin air in the center of the stage.

"Let me formally introduce my latest research—'The Woodpecker'."