Didn't you go to Teyvat to earn money to support me?

To be honest, if the Flower Goddess really wanted to have something happen between them, she wouldn't really want to refuse. The only worry is that the Red King, as a man, has been pursuing the Flower Goddess for a long time, and if he finds out that another comrade of his has beaten him to it, even if she is a girl... the Red King would probably be devastated.

"What happened?" the Tree King asked, puzzled.

“I previously sent an envoy to Liyue to seek the help of the Thousand Rock Army,” said Flora.

"Hmm..." The Tree King knew about this matter, and she also understood the incompetence of the Sumeru mercenary army. A well-organized war must rely on the strength of friendly nations.

"The messenger reported to me that Raiden Shin, the god from Inazuma, created a special long-distance communication machine called the 'telegraph,' which is more effective than the communication function in the void. And the one who conducted the first trial of the telegraph system on the battlefield was Raiden Shin's child, a boy known as the 'Princess Ryou.'"

"Wait, Nabu, princess, and boy? These aren't words used to describe the same person, are they?"

“Because of Inazuma’s child, I’ve talked to Raiden Shin about it several times during our meetings. Every few words she would bragged to me about her beloved son. I know very well that Shin doesn’t have a daughter.” She then pulled open the strap of the Tree King’s bodice. The white-haired girl, belatedly realizing what was happening, quickly covered her chest and glared at her best friend, “Nabu! Don’t do anything reckless.”

"You know I especially love your white hair, so why don't you grow it as long as mine?" The Flower Goddess's voice was soft and charming. She lifted the Tree King's milky white hair and gently sniffed it. Her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, revealing a look of intoxication, making her even more sexy and revealing. "Buyer, your beauty is no less than mine, really. Everyone in the world has been captivated by my beauty, but I have been taken away by your beauty like the rising spring."

"That's so cheesy! Don't always use poetic language to communicate. It's only me who will misunderstand!" the Tree King retorted.

"The poems of the Goddess of Flowers are all from the heart."

The Tree King couldn't pay any attention to his somewhat neurotic best friend. Since she wanted to touch it, so be it. But then the Tree King suddenly realized something and looked at her suspiciously: "That little pony you mentioned, could it be Lightning Ryo? The new generation of demon god?"

"Hmm..." The Flower Goddess put her hands under her armpits, holding the white-haired girl Tree King in her arms, breathing softly and lazily from her nose.

"Such a high evaluation? Just because of a telegraph machine?"

“You are the god of wisdom, you should know how likely the telegraph machine is, and this is only the beginning. In fact, the first time the telegraph machine was used, Thunder did contact us, but no one paid attention, including me. But I heard that Kanria launched a sabotage operation against the telegraph machine, and I thought about it for a long time. You should know that what the enemy cares about is what we should study more. Now I see the results. The future of this invention may be closer to the ‘interconnected terminal’ than the void.”

The Tree King was taken aback; she understood the meaning of those words.

The ultimate evolution of the "Void Terminal," the one she and the Flower Goddess envision, should be able to achieve "interconnection of all things and all people." Everyone can connect with everyone else through the Void Terminal, establishing a virtual network where any knowledge can be searched. From then on, there will be no more geographical boundaries, and anyone, anywhere, can obtain any "non-physical" thing they want.

“Currently, telegraph machines transmit information via cables. Information is interconnected via radio stations over short distances and via base stations over long distances. But Buyer, what if the carrier of information is not a cable but a virtual terminal? What if telegraph machines could be miniaturized like the void and carried around at any time?” The Flower Goddess lowered her head. “This is a technology that could overturn the entire continent’s information circulation system within a few years. Its significance may be no less than the Rock King Emperor’s right to mint coins.”

“How…how wise.” The Tree King was also lost in thought about that scene. “I understand why you value him so much, Nabu. After the Demon God War, there are no more gods who achieved great things through force, but a new generation of gods who achieved great things through wisdom…this is the first one.”

"But if that's all there is to it, I'll only treat him like you and me. He might reach our level in the future, but that's not enough for me to value him." The Flower Goddess suddenly changed her tone. She abruptly stood up, took off the white cloth and threw it in front of the Tree King, then walked out naked, startling the Tree King into covering his eyes.

The Flower Goddess had this one flaw: she said that fairies were born pure and didn't need a sense of shame, so she didn't feel there was anything wrong with being naked, especially when exercising, like doing yoga or dancing, she didn't want to wear clothes at all. Even though the Tree King warned her many times, she still couldn't give up this habit, but finally listened to his advice and decided that at least she couldn't let outsiders see her in this state.

However, she only acknowledged the Tree King as an outsider, so the Tree King had no choice but to secretly admire the Flower Goddess Nabu's flawless body through his fingers. He figured he might as well look; maybe after a while, he could even train himself to achieve the Flower Goddess's perfect physique.

The Tree King pinched the soft flesh on his waist and pouted unhappily.

The goddess of flowers rummaged through her bedchamber for a while before finally finding an old mirror in her dressing table. The mirror had no mercury on its surface and looked like a complete piece of junk.

But the goddess of flowers casually plucked a thorny rose from her bosom, dripping dew from it. The water quickly filled the mirror, carrying a charming sweet fragrance, reflecting the beautiful body of the golden-haired girl.

The Tree King asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Something that a god of wisdom like you would scoff at."

"I will not scoff at anything I do not understand."

"This is 'water divination,' an ancient shamanistic practice left behind by us remnants of the ancient people. In this day and age, divination is an utterly foolish act. It has no reason, no logic, and is merely the wishful thinking of fools," the Flower Goddess said calmly. "You, who believe in wisdom, naturally disdain it."

“It’s not that bad…” the Tree King said softly. “Although I don’t really believe in divination, after all, even the starry sky is illusory, how can divination based on the stars be meaningful? But you are a god of the immortals, the queen of divination, this is your path, and I will respect your habits.”

"Oh?" The goddess of flowers smiled. "Even if this isn't wise?"

"It's wise to go along with your friends' antics and make them happy."

The Flower Goddess suddenly trotted over and stepped on the King of Trees.

"What...what are you doing?" the Tree King said, feeling wronged.

"I'm just teasing you. Who told you to still think my divination is nonsense?"

The Tree King rubbed its little feet and bit its lip unhappily. It looked so cute that the Flower Goddess couldn't help but bend down, pick up its white, small jade feet, and kiss them.

Before the Tree King could get angry, she immediately turned around and began to introduce: "When Kanria was in danger and its strength was just beginning to emerge, Thunder came to me and asked me to divine for her son."

The girl, the master of plants and trees, was intrigued. "The God of Thunder asked you about this?"

"As a new mother, she knew nothing, but her sense of responsibility led her to consult many people on how to be a good mother. What I could give her was a prophecy. You know, my prophecies have never been wrong." The Flower Goddess raised an eyebrow.

"Your prophecies are ambiguous, practically riddles! You can interpret them however you want. For example, if I ask you what we'll eat tomorrow, you predict we'll eat plants, or things that plants produce, or things that produce plants. Well, whether we eat meat or vegetables, or even if I pull out a brick and say it's lunch, you can say that brick is soil, something that produces plants..." The Tree King disliked her smugness and stomped his foot. "What's the use of such prophecies?"

"Isn't it because you deliberately go against my predictions?"

"Since it's a prophecy, then of course whatever I do can lead me in the direction of the prophecy! Otherwise, what would be the point of calling it a prophecy!"

"Little sister Buyer, if even the choices of the gods could restrict me from sharing the world with you?"

"Hmph, I knew that Big Sister Nabu always wanted to be one of the Seven Regents. Are you unhappy that I'm in this position?"

The two snorted coldly at each other, staring fiercely at each other, their gazes seemingly sparking with electricity. After a stalemate of less than three seconds, the Tree King finally couldn't hold back his laughter any longer, and was immediately hugged from behind by the Flower Goddess, who vigorously rubbed his cheeks.

"Get dressed..." The Tree King felt the round pressure from behind and said embarrassedly.

The Flower Goddess then slowly said, "Aren't you curious about my prophecy that lightning really is that little pony?"

"That's someone else's son, what do you mean by 'little colt'? Take back your impolite words." The Tree King said, still quite frankly, "Just curious."

“There are three prophecies.” The goddess of flowers finally became more solemn, and her tone became calmer. “First, the prince will fall in love with a great goddess and have her offspring; second, some of the prince’s relatives will live because of him, and some will die because of him; third, the prince will establish a kingdom where everyone can enjoy sweetness forever.”

The Tree King paused briefly.

"Good, what a chilling prophecy." The Tree King fell into thought. After a long while, she raised her head, still full of doubt.

"This is the first time I've seen such a detailed prediction from you!"

Chapter Ninety: Bouyer, let's step into that sweet land together.

"This is the first time I've seen such a detailed prophecy!" Bouyer asked, full of doubt. "Previously, prophecies were ambiguous, but those that name names and are so clear are only for mortals!"

“Yes.” The Flower Goddess nodded. “For ordinary people with limited abilities, prophecy can be so accurate because their life trajectory is just a storyline that doesn’t deviate much from the outline. All their actions are just ant-like repetitions, tedious, boring, and uninspiring repetitions. But among those ordinary people, there will also be geniuses and extraordinary individuals who amaze me. They break the shackles of fate, forge their own paths, and build magnificent and prosperous kingdoms on earth. Every era will have such figures. Their destinies are like a constellation of stars, impossible to predict precisely.”

"Yes, that little pony, in terms of both background and ability, is definitely the kind of person who... will bring bloodshed. It's impossible for him to be accurately predicted."

"Not necessarily," the Flower Goddess said calmly.

The Tree King carefully broke free from her ample embrace, his gaze filled with confusion.

Although she is the goddess of wisdom, Buyer has always been very frank about things she doesn't understand, even to the point of being somewhat honest. Moreover, the title bestowed upon her by her people also means "goddess of writing wisdom," so admitting that one's wisdom is inferior to others in areas of ignorance is nothing to be ashamed of.

"Those whose fates are turbulent cannot be predicted because the future is too unpredictable, and this starry sky that reflects fate can only deceive us. But Prince Baal is different. I do not understand him through the reflection of the stars, because he has never left a place in the starry sky of Teyvat." Flora lowered her eyes, gazing at her own reflection—skin as smooth as jade and hair as flowing gold—on the gleaming stone bricks. "His future, like that of ordinary mortals, follows a predictable path, because no matter where he goes, he will eventually become the one who builds a sweet kingdom."

The Tree King was astonished.

"You used a power that is not governed by the laws of nature!"

Prophecy, prophecy, it all follows the lineage of astrology! No matter how you divine, it's nothing more than relying on the "stars" that belong to that person to see their life trajectory.

But that doesn't mean prophecy can only be seen through the stars. Before everything began, in an era when the stars were not yet visible in the sky, in an era when immortals and dragons ruled the world, how did the immortals foresee the future?

That is a power that would enrage the "Second Throne".

"There are countless things we need to do that are far more absurd and arrogant than this. What is merely peeking into the future? The kingdom I want to build is far more terrifying than any of these." Nabu Marikata, the goddess of flowers, walked barefoot toward the Tree King. At this moment, her naked and beautiful appearance carried a chill that made even the Tree King want to retreat.

"Why are you avoiding me, Bouyer? You know I won't hurt you. The fact that I'm telling you this means I trust you, and I know you won't betray me because of it," the Flower Goddess said softly. "Indeed, you are far removed from our ideals."

"You want to defy the laws of nature?"

"Who here wouldn't want to defy the laws of nature?" The words of the Flower Goddess made the Tree King's pupils tremble.

Who wouldn't?

I...I...I don't want to!

The white-haired girl, the Lord of Plants and Trees, was almost stunned. Her best friend actually had such a rebellious thought, and even said it to her! What are you doing? Trying to drag someone down with you? I said I don't support you, so just pretend I didn't hear me, okay? You're not going to pull out a knife the next second and threaten me, saying something like, "Buyer, you've heard me, if you don't join my camp, you're not leaving," or something like that?

“Buyer, goddess of wisdom, mistress of the first sprouting of all things. In terms of arrogance, you don’t act like a deity at all.” The goddess of flowers smiled calmly at her lovely best friend. “Using power that is not of the natural order is my duty. In the era in which I was born, the natural order had not yet ascended the throne. Why should I become a subject who submits to Him in all things? In this respect, Buyer, you are not as wise as Ahmar. His wild ideas may be doomed to failure, but at least they are brilliant.”

"Akhmar also wants to defy the laws of nature?" The Tree King girl was devastated. She had only come to visit the Flower Goddess, to have a little kissing and hugging with her best friend, and to casually discuss the Kanria invasion. In the blink of an eye, the Flower Goddess calmly uttered so many things that were completely inappropriate for her to hear. What plans did the Crimson King Ahmar have? Why didn't you tell me?

Right now, they're driving out the monsters of Kanria outside, and you two are telling me without saying a word that you've suddenly gotten all worked up and want to do something exciting?

If you're looking for excitement, then agree to marry the Crimson King! That would be incredibly exciting! The entire Sumeru people would organize your wedding! What are you two doing going against the natural order now?

But Buyer noticed the phrase "inevitable failure," meaning that even before she knew what Ahmar's plan was, the goddess of flowers had already concluded that Ahmar's plan, which defied the laws of nature, could not succeed.

“I know that Ahmar and I are gods from the top down, but you are different, Buyer, you are from the bottom up. You are a god after the second throne, so I don’t expect you to have the same arrogance as us.” The Flower Goddess gazed at her friend. “Ahmar wanted to hide it from you, but I didn’t want to. I believe that even if I can’t win you over, I don’t need to avoid you. We are best friends who can entrust everything to each other. I don’t believe that you would turn against me for the sake of so-called rule.”

The Tree King remained silent.

She didn't look at the goddess of flowers, but stared at her toes.

"I am the god of the Sumeru people," the Tree King finally spoke.

“Of course, Buyer, so am I,” the Flower Goddess said softly. “I know your concerns. Before being a rebel against the laws of nature, I am first and foremost a god among men. This is not something imposed upon me by the laws of nature; it is my dream. You are, I am, and Ahmar is too. The laws of nature are not worth cherishing. Ahmar and I did not rebel for our own dignity or position. But I know the preciousness of the fire in Ahmar's heart, the preciousness of his fearlessness even on such a difficult path—but he is bound to fail, he is bound to be tragically destroyed, and his fantasies will inevitably be ended by the nails of judgment.”

"Akhmar... what is your plan with Akhmar?" The Tree King frowned slightly.

The goddess of flowers sighed, “I made a promise to the Red King under the moonlight. I know he is infatuated with me and will obey all my words. So I told him to remember that if there is still hope in the created world, it lies in ordinary mortals. But I also know that his foolishness is meaningless and destined to lead his followers to inevitable destruction. But I do not regret it. He and I decided to gamble on the possibility of making all taboos public on earth.”

The Tree King finally realized something.

The Flower Goddess and the Crimson King's plan was perhaps the most unforgivable thing in the world: to steal knowledge from the sky and the abyss and spread this knowledge to the earth.

This plan will inevitably sacrifice someone.

The Tree King gritted her teeth. She knew what price would be paid to open the secret passage to Sky Island. Only a god who could communicate with the Heavenly Throne could sacrifice himself to become the bridge to open the passage.

The Mad Queen of Flowers.

The Tree King knew she couldn't stop the Flower Goddess and the Crimson King, who had already made up their minds. The Flower Goddess knew her too well; she knew that she would never betray her friends for the sake of being a subject of Heaven's justice.