Genshin Impact: I Made the Entire Playerbase Cry

Chapter 380 378: Mu Yang: I’m a Good Person

"You two, get him together!"

"I knew it—it would end up like this anyway..."

The three from the Gilded Brigade drew their scimitars and attacked Mu Yang from three directions.

While Mu Yang stood in place, not even needing to move—he directly released Cryo frost, scaring the three away...

[That's it?]

[Together means retreat signal, right?]

[They calmed down immediately after fighting—because it was Cryo]

Mu Yang turned around, "Are you okay?"

The Melusine was stunned for a moment, "...I'm fine, thank you. I... I'm not very good at communicating with those people."

"You... are very strong."

Mu Yang did not deny this statement.

After introducing himself, he asked about what had happened.

The Melusine was named Mamere and had originally been painting here.

As a result, the people from the Gilded Brigade suddenly surrounded her.

Hearing the word painting, Mu Yang directed his gaze to Mamere's hand.

"Is it hard for Melusines to hold paintbrushes?"

"Mm... it is, a little, but I'm used to it since I paint every day."

The little one answered, "Because painting what I want to paint makes me very happy."

"You paint every day—are you a professional painter, Mamere?"

The little one was a bit puzzled, "I see—I don't quite understand, but you could say I'm a painter."

Melusines' thought processes were generally like this.

Mu Yang didn't plan to probe deeper.

While packing up the painting tools, he continued the earlier topic.

The Gilded Brigade hadn't lied.

They really were here to buy a painting.

However, in Mamere's concept, for it to be called [business], it should be an exchange of things both sides need.

The other side used Mora to exchange for her painting.

But Mamere had no interest in Mora at all.

So no matter how much Mora the Gilded Brigade offered, it held no meaning for Mamere.

Because she didn't know how to communicate, she gave up...

"The Gilded Brigade usually operates in Sumeru—they mentioned an employer earlier too..." Mu Yang connected the clues.

"Could Mamere be a famous painter—the kind with far-reaching reputation?"

"I guess I'm pretty famous." Mamere answered.

She said that before, many strangers had also found her.

Claiming to be art collectors or something.

Saying they wanted to exchange a lot of Mora for her paintings.

"Does Mu Yang paint too?"

"A little bit."

[A little bit—meaning hand-drawing card backs]

[Fingertip universe always applies]

Mu Yang pondered for a moment.

If that's really the case, Mamere might indeed be a famous painter.

But it still couldn't rule out people with ulterior motives.

"What kind of person was that art collector?"

Mamere said happily, "A very handsome person. And... and very gentle too."

However, thinking about what that collector had done, Mamere's face became dejected again.

"If he hadn't suddenly brought up Mora, I probably would have just given him the painting as a gift..."

"Why do those tall people always like talking about Mora?"

——————

Guinaifen said, "Tall people—Mu Yang says he feels targeted."

"Let's choose this option here: 'It probably has nothing to do with height...'"

[Mu Yang can still grow]

[Isn't he in transformed form?]

[Melusines' values are indeed different from humans, but their way of speaking is so cute]

——————

Mu Yang said, "It probably has nothing to do with height..."

"In the human world, Mora is generally used to measure the value of a painting. If that collector was willing to pay a lot of Mora, it means he really likes your painting."

Mamere half-understood, "Is that how it is?"

Mu Yang nodded, "Can I also take a look at your painting? I'm a bit interested now."

"I can, but this painting was interrupted by them. If Mu Yang is interested, how about I paint a portrait for you instead?"

Mu Yang hesitated a bit.

If Mamere really was a master, his current behavior would be improper.

But Mamere didn't think so.

"You helped drive away the troublesome people and even helped pack up my painting tools. I've been thinking the whole time how to thank you."

Since she put it that way, Mu Yang nodded in agreement.

Every cause has its effect.

He helped her, and she gave a painting in return.

If he didn't accept, she might feel indebted.

Mamere said her paints had been spilled and she needed to go home to get more.

She asked Mu Yang to go to the village first and wait for her.

She would need a while to clean up before heading over.

"The village?"

"Mm? Ah, the place where our village is called Poisson."

Mamere pointed to the lake surface she had been using as painting material earlier, "Just swim down from here and keep going forward..."

Mu Yang followed the route she pointed, diving and surfacing, finally seeing a Melusine in a cave.

"This should be Poisson."

The little one drying shells heard footsteps and glanced over.

This one seemed a bit shy too.

"Ah, it's someone from outside. W-Welcome, but... but I don't have any flowers to give you right now."

"Flowers? I was just invited—I don't need such formality."

"Okay then—Cosanzeana can only welcome you very very enthusiastically to Poisson—welcome!"

Though her words were enthusiastic, Mu Yang could feel she didn't quite understand what 'enthusiastic' meant...

"Thank you, Cosanzeana."

"Mm, Cosanzeana is very enthusiastic, so if there's anything you want to know, Cosanzeana is willing to tell you."

Mu Yang didn't waste words—after giving his name, he asked Cosanzeana to introduce Poisson.

"Of course." Cosanzeana began introducing, "Poisson is home to many Melusines, mm... you can't see it yet here—go a bit further and you'll see."

"Everyone is very good—if you're also a good person, everyone will welcome you too."

["I'm a good person"]

[So pure—being able to resist teasing Melusines makes you a saint]

[Main package choose option 2]

Mu Yang didn't go along with Cosanzeana's words but chose silence.

"..."

As expected, Cosanzeana immediately panicked.

She shrank back, legs trembling...

"Ah?! How could this be... could it be a bad person... I need to tell the partners working at the Garde..."

Mu Yang quickly said, "Sorry, I just didn't know how Poisson defines good and bad people."

"I haven't done anything that would get me targeted by the Garde."

[It's over—seeing her scared like that makes me feel a bit guilty]

[Me too...]

Cosanzeana was still a bit scared but lifted her head again, "...Really?"

"Really."

She breathed a sigh of relief, "Cosanzeana believes you."

"But what should I say next? Cosanzeana can't quite remember..."

The little cutie shook her head, "Cosanzeana remembers the ending should be: [I hope you have a pleasant time in Poisson!]"