I, the Rock King Emperor with 21 billion in power, have joined the chat group.

Golden Fairy (Cortori): Although I am just a golden fairy whose life and death are unclear, I do not want our already battered world to be hurt any further.

Golden Fairy (Cortori): Because of the Beasts, countless races in our world have perished—ancient dragons, forest elves, humans—these once powerful races were all destroyed in the war against the Beasts. If the Beasts weren't unable to fly, then all life on our world would have perished; even those on floating islands wouldn't have been able to survive.

Golden Fairy (Corté): So, I want to ask you something.

Golden Fairy (Corté): Mr. Zhongli, do you want to obtain the coordinates of our world to help our world? Or do you want to destroy our world?

The Promising Future True Lord (Zhongli): Hmm... at least so far, the worlds I have experienced have not perished because of my existence. At least, although absolute perfection cannot be guaranteed, the worlds I have experienced are developing in a positive direction.

Zhongli, the Promising Lord of the Future: I am the Geo Archon, a demon god who has ruled Teyvat and Liyue for over three thousand years, and also the god of commerce and contracts.

Promising Future True Lord (Zhongli): Golden Fairy Cordori, I can sign a contract with you.

Zhongli, the Promising Future: I can guarantee that when I'm in your world, I won't make it worse. But I can't guarantee that I'll definitely make it better.

Golden Fairy (Corté): Hmm. Thank you, Mr. Zhongli. That's enough. Welcome. Although I don't know much about this world, I will do my best to be a tour guide.

Golden Fairy (Corté): I hope you will like our world.

Golden Fairy (Corté): This world is riddled with holes, but it is still full of lovely people.

Zhongli, the Promising Future Lord: Hmm... thank you. I feel I should like it. Your world isn't without hope. At least there are golden fairies like you.

True Lord Zhongli (whose name is "Promising Future"): I am not referring to force, but to the spirit.

True Lord Zhongli: You are truly worthy of the name Golden Fairy in your heart.

Police officer (Tendo Kisara): Hmph!

Chocolate and Alcohol (Yuri): Hahahaha~~~~~! Burp~~~! Long live vodka!!

Chapter Six: Three Doomsdays

Gastrea, Tokyo Special District.

Tiantong Civil Security Company.

The beautiful, dark-skinned girl, Tendo Kisara, frowned slightly as she looked at the messages in the [Multiverse Chat Group].

Her long, dark hair cascaded down to her waist, and her delicate face revealed an expression of deep thought.

Even after a moment, he was still completely baffled.

To be honest, although she had joined this so-called "Multiverse Chat Group," she harbored the deepest doubts and vigilance about much of the information within it.

To date, I have never participated in a single mission, nor have I purchased or used any skill-related items in the chat group's system shop.

She was only buying some daily necessities in exchange for money.

In this devastated post-apocalyptic world, although resources are still relatively abundant, life is not good for most people. Some luxuries that existed before the apocalypse, such as high-quality alcohol and exquisite sweets and candies, can still fetch high prices.

After all, even in the apocalypse, class distinctions still exist quite clearly.

But this time, the person in the group who was called "Senior Zhongli" and "Teacher Zhongli" actually proposed to come to her world.

It really startled her.

She originally thought that the so-called teleportation to another world in this "Multiverse Chat Group" was just a scam.

Could it be that this "Interdimensional Chat Group" truly connects to other worlds? Or are the people in the group all alt accounts of this person named "Zhongli," and all this "self-acting" for so long was actually for this request he made today?

The more Kisara Tendo thought about it, the less he could understand.

To be honest, she had only been in this chat group for seven days.

Generally speaking, it's perfectly normal to spend seven days testing something whose depth is unknown.

So at the beginning, she first tried to talk to the members of the "Chat Group of All Realms" and used various unexpected events and bizarre statements to determine whether the other party was an artificial intelligence.

Then, exchange resources in the shop within the Multiverse Chat Group. This is not simply for personal use or to sell for money, but to verify the capabilities of the Multiverse Chat Group.

The results of this step surprised and terrified her at the same time.

The way supplies are delivered instantly is like technology from science fiction novels.

The first thing that popped into her mind wasn't the introduction to the "Chat Group of All Worlds," which supposedly connects different life forms in different worlds. Instead, she thought it was some kind of special experiment by aliens who were only interested in her.

To be honest, she wasn't afraid at all of becoming an alien experiment subject. As long as the aliens were willing to help her destroy the Tiantong family and kill all the members of the Tiantong family, she didn't care even if they made her a traitor and led an invasion of Earth.

The request she made in the chat group just now to "kill all of the Tiantong family" was a test.

But it's clear that this attempt to test the waters did not win them over.

The other party only proposed a transaction involving points.

----Zhongli??

Tendou Kisara frowned, staring at the chat group page in front of him, scrolling through the fragmented information about Zhongli that he had collected in the chat group.

[The Rock King, the Rock Dragon, Zhongli]

[A demon god who claims to be from the world of Teyvat and rules a kingdom called Liyue.]

According to other group members, the other party seems to possess the ability to travel through time, resurrect the dead, and freely create planets and destroy galaxies...

Looking at this information, Tendo Kisara couldn't help but blink a few times, then sighed deeply and muttered to himself.

"Isn't this the legendary omnipotent god?"

“I simply cannot comprehend how such a deity could suddenly appear in our world. If such a deity truly exists, why would it watch my parents die without trying to save them? They were such good people.”

"Knock knock knock~~!"

Just as she was talking to herself, a knock suddenly sounded on the door.

Then came a very familiar voice.

"Hey, Tiantong, I've arrived! Why aren't you coming to greet me?"

The young girl's voice carried an unexpected maturity in her choice of words.

"President, I'm here."

Without anyone reminding him, Tendo Kisara knew who had come.

Then, as expected, at the same time the door of the Tendo Civil Security Company was opened, [police officer] Rentaro Satomi and his initiator, the precocious little girl Enju Aihara, walked in together.

"Rentaro~!" Tendoki greeted him even more familiarly: "How have you been lately? Any good things happening to you?"

[Police Officer] Rentaro Satomi is a handsome young man wearing a black suit.

His left eye was slightly less expressive than his right eye, which slightly detracted from his overall handsome appearance.

He looks to be only a teenager, and seems to be a little younger than Tendo Kisara, who is currently in high school.

Beside him was a little girl who looked to be only about ten years old, with crystal-clear eyes and thin, cherry-red lips that made her exceptionally cute.

She was wearing an orange coat, and her bright orange hair was tied into high pigtails, long enough to almost reach her waist.

"It seems the president has encountered something extraordinary recently." Rentaro Satomi, the only police officer of the Tendo Civil Security Company, walked to Kisara Tendo's desk and said softly.

"But please be careful, the supplies you sold on the black market have already been targeted."

"Hmm?" Tendou Kisara was slightly taken aback, but after a few seconds he realized: "It's just a small matter, a few trivial troubles that are not worth mentioning."

[Police Officer] Rentaro Satomi pondered for a moment: "Hmm, indeed. But... President, is there something you've been hiding from me lately?"

Tendo Kisara paused again, then slowly nodded, not denying it: "There are some things I haven't decided whether to tell Rentaro or not. I'll think about it for a couple more days."

"Okay, whatever you say, President." Rentaro Satomi didn't dwell on it.

After chatting for a while, Satomi Rentaro hurriedly left with his young daughter, Aihara Enju—he still had a security order he had just received to complete.

Tendou Kisara watched the other person's departing figure and sighed to himself.

Complex emotions welled up within me.

........

The end times.

塔

Today, snow continues to fall heavily from the sky.

Chito and Yuri stayed in the warm tent, drinking warm wine and eating piping hot instant noodles, with fine beads of sweat on their foreheads.

"Ha~~~!"

Yuri downed the remaining twenty or thirty milliliters of vodka in one gulp and exhaled a long, hot breath.

"It's really cold today."

She couldn't help but sigh.

Chito didn't respond to her words. In front of her was a brand new notebook, and she was writing something in it while drinking the hot soup from her instant noodles.

"What are you writing?" Yuri, her breath reeking of alcohol, couldn't help but lean over and take a look.

"Drunkard." Chito turned his head away in disgust, his hair, tied in two braids, falling over his shoulders: "I'm recording things about our city."

"If no one reads or appreciates the various cultures and knowledge you and I encounter in the city, it would be a tragedy for our civilization." Qianhu sighed softly, holding his notebook. "I want to be a recorder of civilization. Even if we are about to perish, I want to leave something behind before we die."

The more she talked, the more excited she became. She even stood up with her notebook in hand and paced back and forth in the spacious, warm tent.

“Paper records are too easily damaged. If possible, I would like to have everything I have experienced and everything about the civilization I live in engraved on a stone tablet.”

"Whether it's beautiful or despairing, I want to record it all."

"Hiccup~~~!"

Her response was, of course, a burp from Yuri.

She lay in the thick military quilt, her eyes blurry with sleep as she looked at Qianhu. In her alcohol-induced daze, she seemed to recall something she hadn't said.

She tilted her head slightly in thought for a moment, then suddenly realized what she meant and said.

"Commander, is someone coming to see us soon?"

"A person??" Qianhu was suddenly startled. "Are there other people? How did you know he was coming to see us?"

“Of course I know, he told me in the chat group.” Yuri said vaguely, “It was that chat group, something like [Zhongli]. I think that’s the name, or maybe [Lizhong]? [Leaving]? [Zhongming]?”

"Anyway, it's just some people in this chat group who want to come and see our world."

"Eh~~!!!!" Chito was even more surprised.