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So Xia Zhi turned off this passive skill and immediately felt that the world became much more pleasing to the eye.
I don't know how Zhongli has endured this situation all these years.
Perhaps this is what he finds amusing?
These memories flashed through Xia Zhi's mind. He looked at the passive skill [Art Appreciation] on the panel and reactivated it.
He then switched the panel to the believer interface.
I tapped it, and it opened Cole's character panel.
She was dressed entirely in black.
This... is so ugly... How could my aesthetic sense have been so... This is nothing like a magical girl at all...
Xia Zhi paused for a moment, then, with the help of the skills [Master Tailor] and [Art Appreciation], redesigned a new set of transformation outfits for all the magical girls.
After I finished, I admired it and it felt great.
Shen He and Gan Yu woke up at this time.
"Boss, what are you doing?"
"My pants were torn, and I was just mending them."
Xia Zhi shook the needle in her hand, put it away, and turned off the passive skill [Art Appreciation].
"Are you all feeling alright?"
Gan Yu blushed slightly: "It's okay, it's just that my lower back is a little sore."
After all, with the help of two more tails last night, the attack speed was indeed faster.
But at least we've found the right way to "transform," right?
Xia Zhi smiled and moved over to give them a massage.
"Boss, what are you laughing at?"
"I suddenly realized something."
"whats the matter?"
"That is, why Tyrande ultimately chose Malfurion instead of Illidan."
"why?"
"Because Malfurion is a druid."
"?"
"The strength of a bear, the agility of a wolf, the speed of an eagle—it's hard for a woman not to love a man like that, isn't it?"
"!!!"
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Early morning hours.
Yura changed her clothes and stood in front of the mirror.
A wind-type God's Eye and an ice-type God's Eye were tied around her waist.
Perhaps because she had experienced an aromatherapy massage last night, her complexion looked excellent.
Even when she had a cold expression as usual, you could still see a blush on her cheeks.
Girls of this age are naturally as vibrant and beautiful as flowers.
Yura looked at herself in the mirror and hesitated for a moment.
Then, she took out a small box.
These are cosmetics gifts that Ningguang gave to everyone before.
She also received one, but hasn't used it yet.
Yura opened the small box and took out a lipstick.
Following the instructions on the box, she picked up the lipstick and gently applied it to her lips.
A pair of alluring, fiery red lips appeared in the mirror.
"Isn't this color... a bit too flashy?"
Yura pursed her lips and murmured to herself.
"But I saw that Miss Ningguang said in the group yesterday that this is her favorite shade... If she can use it, there's no reason why I can't?"
Yura thought about it for a while and finally decided to use this shade of lipstick.
Then, she chose a bottle of Cecilia Flower perfume, sprayed it on herself, and went out towards the West Wind Church.
Along the way, many people noticed Yura.
Some people, unaware of what had happened in the courtroom the day before, still looked at her with disgust.
Some people already knew about these things, and their gazes toward her became somewhat complicated.
As for outsiders, they were mostly attracted by Yura's aloof demeanor and beautiful appearance.
Once Yura had gone far away, those who knew the truth pulled aside those who didn't and whispered gossip to them, eliciting gasps of surprise from the other party.
Yura paid no attention to the gossip of others.
She'd heard this kind of thing so many times that she no longer took it seriously.
Yura stopped and went inside the flower shop as she passed by.
The florist was a middle-aged woman who knew Yura. Her attitude towards her seemed to have softened, and she no longer frowned and said she wouldn't sell anything to her like before.
Yura bought a bouquet of Cecilia flowers at the store and turned to leave.
As the florist watched her retreating figure, just before she was about to leave the shop, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Have you truly gained Lord Barbatos's approval?"
Yura didn't reply, nor did she stop walking; she pushed open the shop door and left.
But the moment she closed the shop door, a gust of wind suddenly swept through the shop.
The florist stared blankly at the string of wind chimes that were constantly ringing out a clear, crisp sound.
Upon arriving at the square in front of the Church of the West, Yura saw many people still devoutly offering flowers and praying in front of the statue.
As Mr. Xia said, the only ruler of Mondstadt throughout history has been Barbatos, the god of wind.
Yura walked towards the giant statue of the wind god.
She walked up, bent slightly, offered the bouquet of Cecilia flowers in her hand, and whispered a prayer.
People around her couldn't help but look at her.
A gust of wind suddenly swept across the square.
But the gust of wind did not affect anyone in the area.
Only the flowers offered to the wind god on the ground were carried into the air by this sudden gust of wind.
Everyone was astonished by this incredible sight and looked up to see it.
The petals scattered and gathered rhythmically in the wind, eventually forming a line of Mondstadt characters floating in the sky:
The wind brought the land, and education made it sprout.
Yura also looked up, staring blankly at the line of text.
Is this the surprise Mr. Xia mentioned last night?
Suddenly someone shouted, "This is a divine oracle given by the Wind God!"
The silence in the air was instantly broken.
The believers began to chant the name of Barbatos with fervor.
After about ten seconds, the wind gradually stopped.
The line of petal text floating in the air lost its support and fell from the sky.
But their falling trajectories were not chaotic; instead, they all landed around Yura, forming a circle of petals around her.
In the eyes of believers, this scene was full of divine significance.
--
"So, Miss Yura is now the spokesperson for the Wind God."
During breakfast, Charlotte asked curiously.
Yura shook her head and said, "That's just how people perceive me."
Rosalia said expressionlessly, "To be precise, many people think that way. In reality, he's no different from Bartobas's spokesperson."
Mona paused, then asked, "Wait, who is Barbatos? Isn't that wind god named Barbatos?"
Rosalia paused for a moment, then said, "...That's not important. Let's eat quickly. Today is the tavern's first day of business, so we need to get there early."
After dinner, everyone went to the pet tavern.
The newly recruited staff had a full day of training yesterday and were already at the store early this morning, waiting for the opening.
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