Genshin Impact: A Red Teyvat Life Starting from Zero

"I heard that the desert placed an order, and before they even paid, Inazuma delivered the goods that same day. That speed is unprecedented."

This happened shortly before their operation, so it's not hard to guess the purpose of the desert's emergency purchase of these aircraft.

"Alright, there's probably no suspense from here on out. Follow me."

Al-Hysen patted Ruksha, who was staring wide-eyed at the transport plane that was slowly descending and dropping squads of soldiers, and gestured for him to follow.

"Where?"

"Jingshan Palace".

"what?"

Al-Haisen led Ruksha all the way to the vicinity of the blockade line.

After the desert soldiers were airdropped into the battle, the forces of the Fools became insignificant.

After all, the Fools, who only have an automatic rifle and a small amount of explosives, are no match for the powered armor equipped with all kinds of high-tech equipment, shields, scanning and vision-seeing capabilities, etc.

The battle in Sumeru City ended quickly due to overwhelming superiority.

Every now and then, there would be a gunshot or an explosion in some places, presumably because the stubborn fools were being purged, or because someone who wasn't quite dead was firing a shot.

The two arrived at the gate of the Pure Palace, where Tinari, Asfard, and the others had also finished their battle and arrived.

Also present was Gerald, the commander of the desert army who had personally led his men to participate in the battle.

"Huh? Where's Seno?"

Tina felt something was off about the setup.

"He took the disciplinary officers back to the Instruction House, saying that things weren't going well there and many students had been frightened. He was worried that something might happen, so he's a very kind person."

Gerrard stepped forward and cheerfully provided an answer for Tinari.

This was the first time the group had met in person.

What are we doing here?

Luksha scratched his head and looked at the people present.

It seems that he is the only one who knows nothing.

"The Little Lucky Grass King has been imprisoned here for five hundred years."

"Oh, Little Auspicious Grass King, I know, this is Pure Goodness... Wait! You said imprisonment?"

Ruksha stared wide-eyed and mouth agape at Tinari, who had answered him.

"Yes, that's right. Imprisonment. For hundreds of years, people have misunderstood Little Lucky Grass Queen. She is actually a very dutiful deity."

Tinaari was quite moved at this moment.

"Let's go into the details later. She saved everyone in Sumeru City. Although I am a desert person, that doesn't stop me from admiring her. Now, it's time for us to free her from this cage."

After saying that, Gerald waved his hand, signaling the two soldiers beside him to blow open the two heavy, long-sealed doors of the Pure Land Palace.

"boom--"

Amidst the flames and smoke of the explosion, the interior of Jingshan Palace was revealed to the group.

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On the other side, inside the already sealed-off Jingli Glass Workshop.

Azar also witnessed the entire event in Sumeru City through the void.

The moment he saw the desert soldiers descending from the sky, he knew there was absolutely no way to salvage the situation; he had failed.

He had now accepted the fact that he had been forced to lose his position as the Great Sage.

It's no use if he doesn't accept it; others have already used violence to drag him down. Even the Fools are helpless against this, let alone him.

Fortunately, the workshop is still there, so I can continue my research.

Once the God of Righteousness is born, as the human who created the gods, he will achieve something unprecedented and perhaps unparalleled in human history. At that time, the Order of the Church will surely invite him back to serve as the Great Sage again.

Hazard thought to himself, though he wasn't sure if he was just trying to comfort himself.

It's just... really strange.

An earlier question from Hazard resurfaced in his mind.

Elhesen, Tinari, Seno, Ruksha... The actions of these people from childhood to adulthood have clearly been recorded by the Void. The Void has already formed a portrait of each of them, which, in theory, is enough to completely predict their next move.

Even with the introduction of external variables, these individuals' behavior patterns are not easily changed. As the saying goes, "It's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature." Logically, the prediction should have a high accuracy rate.

However, in practice, their predictions have repeatedly failed, and they have repeatedly fallen behind in these incorrect predictions, even to this day.

what is the problem?

Just as I was thinking this, an alarm sounded from the void: someone had broken into Jingshan Palace.

[Ha, so they went to settle scores with that useless god? Well, it seems I might be in for a good show.]

Azar switched the view to the Void Terminal he had left in the Pure Land to monitor things.

As a result, the scene showed Gerard, Tinari, and Elheisen walking towards the Little Lucky Grass King, chatting and laughing.

The little auspicious grass king, imprisoned inside the device, even smiled and greeted them.

"This is the first time we've met in real life."

Naxi Da's clear voice came from the void.

Wait, they already knew each other?!

At this moment, all the odd things started to connect.

Hazar suddenly realized that perhaps from the very beginning, it wasn't Elhesen and his group who were in charge of this operation, and it wasn't the desert people or the Inazuma people who organized it all.

Instead, it was the Little Lucky Grass King, whom he had always considered incompetent and useless.

His calculations, his empty predictions, were even wrong in their targets!

How wrong.