I’m Doomed! I Got Trapped in a Dream! [11]

Nahida took a sip of the cheap, assembly-line-produced sweet drink—only three mora a bottle—and immediately praised its flavor with a series of delighted murmurs.

Meanwhile, Keqing had followed Amber’s instructions and arrived at the so-called “high ground.”

She stood in the wide plaza before the Cathedral of Favonius, where the towering statue of the Anemo Archon, Barbatos, loomed over the square.

There, Amber handed her a gift—the Wind Glider—and she began the gliding tutorial.

By the time Chen Mo and Nahida returned to the Fountain Plaza of Mondstadt, climbed up to the high platform, passed the two ever-slacking Fatui guards chatting away, and unlocked the teleport waypoint in front of them, Keqing was already high above their heads, gliding through the sky.

She swooped elegantly and skillfully between the dense rooftops and eaves of Mondstadt, gliding with precision until she landed smoothly beside NPC Amber, who had apparently refreshed at her usual spot.

Clap clap clap clap... Chen Mo couldn’t help but applaud Keqing’s speed and grace with the glider.

“As expected of Keqing. You really pick things up fast! You're even better with the Wind Glider than I was back in the day!”

“The sky... why is it suddenly—” NPC Amber began speaking, a clear sign that the next story segment had already been triggered without them even noticing.

“Hmph, of course! I am one of the Liyue Qixing, after a—Wah!” Keqing didn’t get to finish her sentence before a cyclone materialized out of thin air and swept her into the sky.

Chen Mo noticed that dark, heavy clouds had begun to blanket the skies over Mondstadt, casting the city into unnatural gloom.

“Ah shoot... here comes the Stormterror battle. Sky combat, engage!”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the Stormterror, Dvalin, burst from the edge of the sky like a high-speed missile, slicing through the clouds and crashing through the city’s outer walls. From Nahida’s point of view, it almost looked like Chen Mo had summoned the dragon himself.

The wind dragon soared above the city, its massive frame like a dark thundercloud before a storm, casting a heavy pressure over Mondstadt.

With a beat of its wings, it summoned several powerful whirlwinds that tore through the city. In an instant, signs, clothing, and scraps of paper were flung wildly through the air. The streets were a mess, and the panicked citizens scattered in every direction, desperate to find shelter.

Chen Mo waved lazily at Keqing as she was whisked into the sky. “Tsk tsk tsk... Master Keqing, why would a member of the esteemed Liyue Qixing be chasing Stormterror through Mondstadt, huh...?”

“But hey, the game system has already decided—you’re the hero destined to save Mondstadt!”

“After all, you were the one who triggered this part of the storyline, hehe.”

...

Suspended in the air, Keqing expertly spread her Wind Glider and came to a steady hover. Then, she heard a voice:

“Don’t be afraid. I’ve sent the thousand-year winds to hold you aloft…”

Thousand-year winds? Are you… Lord Barbatos, the Anemo Archon?

Keqing wasn’t some newbie who’d just started playing Genshin. She’d lived in Liyue for over twenty years as a native of Teyvat. The moment she heard “thousand-year winds,” she instantly connected the dots and guessed the speaker’s identity.

Chen Mo remained below, watching as Keqing was swept into the sky, unfurled her Wind Glider, and began chasing after Stormterror, opening fire on its tail.

“Mhm~”

He nodded with satisfaction, a pleased hum escaping his lips. The earlier disappointment from drinking that cheap, overly sweet soda was completely wiped away.

Honestly, even if the food in this alternate-reality version of Genshin Impact didn’t quite taste right, the physical sensations were spot on—shockingly real.

Chen Mo had initially worried that progressing through the main questline would inevitably mean suffering. Fierce boss battles, emotionally taxing events—those kinds of things.

Like, getting slashed by Raiden Shogun? That couldn’t be pleasant. The sensation of lightning coursing through your body... just imagining it was like undergoing one of those “shock therapy” treatments for gaming addiction.

Or passing out from Scaramouche’s poison gas in that delusion factory—that had to suck. You’d probably wake up dizzy and nauseous.

But now things were different. Other people could trigger story quests too.

Which meant Chen Mo could finally kick back. From here on out, he could just enjoy the scenery, fish by the lakeside, sample local cuisine, do a little cooking… while someone else dealt with all the life-and-death drama.

...

“Come on, Nahida, let’s go try that Sweet Madame Amber mentioned earlier,” Chen Mo pointed toward the platform below, where the Good Hunter restaurant stood.

The skies over Mondstadt remained gray and overcast, the sun completely hidden behind thick clouds. At the moment, only Sara the waitress remained in the Good Hunter, holding down the fort like nothing had happened—as if the entire city weren’t just under siege.

All those terrified townsfolk from earlier? Gone. Probably because the scene had ended and their character models had been wiped from the map.

“Sorry, I didn’t quite catch that… What kind of meat dish did you say it was?” Nahida had missed the name due to how quickly Chen Mo had spoken.

“Emmm—It was from that cutscene just now. Amber said she was treating us to some Sticky... Honey... Roast! And she said anyone present gets a share.”

“Hm, but I didn’t see that part of the story,” Nahida said, placing her hands on her hips. Her tone was calm, but there was the faintest trace of protest in it.

“Uh... sorry, sorry… eheh. If I’d known, I’d have gone alone—cough cough.”

Chen Mo gave an awkward cough, then scooped Nahida up and hopped down from the platform, heading toward the restaurant beside the fountain.

“Here, sit here. I’ll go buy it for you,” he said, placing Nahida gently in a chair at one of the tables.

He turned and walked up to the restaurant’s counter where Sara stood, opened the dialogue menu, and navigated to the dish purchase screen, scrolling through the options.

And then… he stopped.

“What?! It’s not here?!”

Why isn’t Sticky Honey Roast on the menu? What the hell?

Sure enough, it wasn’t there. Chen Mo had misremembered.

That dish wasn’t available for direct purchase—it was unlocked via Jean’s Story Quest, and they were nowhere near that point in the game yet.

Chen Mo had originally planned to swing by Angel’s Share Tavern, snag a few bottles of fine vintage off the shelf for free, then bring Nahida back to Good Hunter to enjoy a meal of Sticky Honey Roast paired with a cocktail recreated from memory before his transmigration.

But who would’ve thought—the wine rack was just a flat texture.

And who could’ve guessed that Good Hunter didn’t even sell that dish?

Chen Mo glanced back at Nahida. She sat patiently at the table, quietly awaiting the meal, her expression so gentle, so good-natured, so harmless—it warmed his heart just to look at her.

But that very gentleness made him nervous. The last thing he wanted was to see disappointment on her face.

He racked his brain for a solution. His right hand kept scrolling the dish menu to maintain the illusion, while his left hand opened his inventory and began rummaging for anything usable.

“Hmm… hope this works.” His eyes landed on three skewers of grilled chicken, and an idea struck.

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