At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

"There aren't that many crises that require hope. It's hard to say whether you'll encounter one in thousands of years in this world."

"I'm so clever, hehehehe..." Barbatos was like a little fox who had stolen a chicken.

When it comes to situations where a 'Great Power God-King' is needed, he, whose other abilities are far inferior, will definitely be relegated to the back of the list, and the tasks will be completed by those in front.

"Cough cough cough..." Barbatos coughed lightly, straightened his slightly wrinkled collar, and slowly descended from the sky onto Mondstadt.

At this moment, the knights of the Knights of Favonius and the priests and nuns of the Cathedral of Favonius had all gathered here.

“Lord Barbatos.” Falga bowed slightly.

"Oh, don't be so polite. You weren't so deliberate before." Wendy scratched her head and couldn't help but swallow. "If you really want to thank me, just buy me a drink next time you see me."

"Hahaha, Barbatos, you're still like this. I can't possibly have any respect for the Wind God when you're like this." Falga laughed. He was also a little helpless. To be honest, although he knew very well that Barbatos was great and respected him very much, every time he saw Barbatos like this, he felt that he was no different from an ordinary person.

"..." The priests and nuns glared at Falgar with displeasure, but Falgar was used to it.

"However, everyone has given me enough wine. Don't let them offer me wine anymore. This wine is enough for me to drink for a whole year." Wendy looked at the large pile of wine under the statue of the wind god, and quickly put all the wine away. Then, she blushed a little embarrassedly and said, "Ahem, now it's your turn to do your job."

"Falgar, from now on, I'll leave things to the Knights of Favonius."

"We are currently on the moon in another world. Various countries and civilizations on the main planet have already established contact with the moon and are expected to establish diplomatic relations soon."

“It’s as if you, Barbatos, have ever been involved in these matters,” Falga said with a laugh.

"Hey, Mondstadt is a free country, you know how dictatorial it is to have gods in charge. I'm not Morax from Liyue." Venti waved his hand: "Alright, alright, I'm leaving now. Anyway, you have my contact information, just contact me if anything important comes up."

After speaking, his figure transformed into a cyan gust of wind and disappeared from the sight of the Mondstadt people.

"Sigh, Barbatos... If we don't keep in touch, it might be centuries before he reappears in Mondstadt," Falgar sighed.

Each time the wind god disappears, it lasts for hundreds or thousands of years. If they don't keep in touch, he might never see Barbatos again before he dies.

“Lord Barbatos will always be here, Captain,” Barbara quickly said. “Wherever there is wind, Lord Barbatos will be there.”

"Haha, you're right," Falca laughed.

"Well then, captains of the Knights, let's assemble now. First, we'll explore the area around Mondstadt and eliminate any dangers that threaten Mondstadt. Then we'll clear the fields, as Mondstadt's resources won't last much longer."

"Mr. Abedo, I'm counting on you to help us quickly ripen the grain."

"Yes, don't worry, as long as it's within the scope of alchemy, I can do it." Abedo nodded.

“The Regent family actually suffered the most losses, since most of their businesses are located outside Mondstadt.” Jean said, looking at Diluc who was about to leave.

"It's nothing, just valuables and the manor. As long as the people are still alive, everything can be rebuilt," Diluc said coldly, stopping and turning around.

“Diluc, go back to the Knights of Favonius. Now that you’re in the New World, the more power you have, the more composed you will be,” Falgar said.

"No need, Master. I can still help Mondstadt without joining the Knights." Diluc shook his head, then turned and left, heading towards the outskirts of Mondstadt. He was going to find a place with clean water, fertile soil, and plenty of sunshine to rebuild his winery.

Having left Teyvat, everything was over, and he was about to start a new life, but he hadn't completely let go of the past.

“Sigh, this kid is really stubborn.” Falga shook his head: “Well then, everyone in the Knights, let’s begin our operation.”

At that moment, everyone in Mondstadt who possessed the 'Eye of God' froze in shock.

Their divine eyes connected to the 'World Tree', and from the World Tree they gained common knowledge about the new world, as well as knowledge about the extraordinary levels and ranks.

At the same time, their beliefs, their experiences, and the 'good deeds' they themselves carry begin to receive positive feedback from the world.

"So that's how it is! This world! Hahaha, it's so amazing, such a direct way to become stronger." Falgar, regaining his senses, was both shocked and delighted: "In this way, everyone in Mondstadt will turn to good, and the good will receive a response from the world and be given the power to protect their own goodness!"

“What a wonderful world this is! No wonder Barbatos kept saying that the new world was wonderful.”

"He never says it directly, he always says half a sentence. The riddle-maker is really infuriating."

Yura, who had been standing silently to the side, came back to her senses, raised her head and looked up at the sky. She pursed her lips, her breathing became a little rapid, and her eyes reddened. A feeling of relief, redemption, and being understood washed over her.

She was looking forward to a fresh start in the new world, but the world itself brought her the greatest kindness.

As a descendant of the old Mond Lawrence, she grew up amidst the hatred and scorn of the Mond people.

No matter how many good deeds she does for Mondstadt, even helping others will be seen as having ulterior motives.

I feel like crying... but I can't cry, how can I cry? I should be smiling.

Sometimes, looking up at the sky isn't to let sad tears slide down your cheeks, but to prevent others from seeing you cry after you've found redemption.

"What an amazing world... and the higher the level of a transcendent being, the longer their lifespan." Lisa smiled; this was truly wonderful news for her.

"It seems we need to do more things that are useful for the development of civilization."

……

Wendy transformed into a stream of wind and left Mondstadt, circling the moon once.

They glanced at Fontainebleau from afar, but did not enter its territory, nor did they greet the Water God and the Water Dragon King. Instead, they headed straight for the route connecting the Earth and the Moon.

"Wow, it's truly magnificent! Humanity has built a shipping route connecting two planets with its own strength, and also constructed so many 'service stations' that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people." Wendy exclaimed in amazement as she looked at the light trail that stretched for an unknown distance before her.

The band of light was composed of individual moving points of light.

Each point of light is a spaceship, and the spaceships together form a band of light that even the gods find incredibly impactful.

As a deity over three thousand years old, he was awestruck by the sights created by human civilization and wisdom.

He had never imagined that human power could be so magnificent.

"Without the suppression of a higher will, humanity is truly capable of creating countless miracles," Wendy couldn't help but exclaim.

If the humans of Teyvat hadn't been hindered by the 'False Heaven,' hadn't been confined by the Abyss, and hadn't been restricted by the Sky Isles, they would surely have been just as glorious.

Wendy transformed into a gust of wind and arrived at one of the busiest space service stations between the Earth and the Moon, a space service station consisting of five service stations.

It is essentially a space city standing between Earth and the Moon, where more than 100,000 spacecraft dock and rest.

“More than 70% of the humans here can use elemental power, and they are far more powerful than ordinary people.” Wendy walked into the service station.

The sounds began to get louder, and an argument broke out in a nearby small restaurant.

"What? What kind of menu is this? You're going to charge me 3 points for a watermelon? Is the watermelon rind or the seeds imbued with divine power?" A middle-aged man who looked quite wealthy slammed his fist on the table and cursed loudly. He didn't possess any elemental power, but he was still much stronger than the average person.

“Sir, what are you saying? Don’t you even know where you are? This is outer space. It’s much harder to grow things on a farm than on Earth,” the waiter said discontentedly. “Besides, we don’t make money from the food, we only make money from the service fee.”

"Please don't be angry, sir." The middle-aged woman wearing a chef's hat came out and smiled. "The waiter did not deceive you. All the operators in the service station do only earn service fees, after all, it is a public facility."

"Then I don't want your service. Give me the ingredients and I'll cook myself," the middle-aged man said, dissatisfied.

"Why are you trying to get something for nothing? You don't even have any Holy Marks, what are you doing traveling in space?" The Xia Kingdom girl next to her frowned and said.

"The service stations don't make any money to begin with; they all rely on government subsidies for public welfare."

“You…” The middle-aged man looked over with displeasure.

"Don't go looking for trouble. Be careful that the ability you finally awakened might be sealed away, and then you'll be a Muggle for life." The girl rolled her eyes.

"Hmph." The middle-aged man snorted coldly and turned to leave.

"Tch." The girl clicked her tongue dismissively, then waved her hand: "Boss lady, it's nothing."

"Thank you for your help," the proprietress said with a smile.

"It's nothing," the girl said. "I really don't know why ordinary people who don't even have any holy marks are so keen on buying spaceships and traveling in space."

"We've already been notified by the Global Extraordinary Federation that we can't go to the moon unless we're at the second level."

"Haha, young lady, you don't really understand what ordinary people are thinking." A middle-aged man at another table said kindly, "They're doing it for the trend, to follow the crowd, or to show off to other ordinary people."

"Even if I'm an ordinary person without a holy mark, I'm still different from you ordinary people, that's about it."

"Is that so?" The girl scratched her head.

"I don't think I'm wrong in saying this, Mr. Zhongli." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he looked respectfully at the young man who had finished eating and drinking tea.

"Well, generally speaking, most ordinary people are like this, paying more attention to the opinions of others," Zhong Li said calmly.

"Those who have achieved self-realization and possess firm beliefs will focus more on inner growth than on the opinions of others."

"If you want to obtain the Stigmata, looking inward is the right path."

"Wow! Looking inward? I suddenly understand! This is what I always felt I couldn't quite put my finger on." The girl's eyes shone brightly.

"As expected of Mr. Zhongli, his understanding of inner virtue far surpasses that of ordinary people." The middle-aged man's eyes lit up. He was the president of the Chamber of Commerce of this space service station, in charge of business matters, and was himself a third-order superhuman.

He couldn't see through Mr. Zhongli, who had been staying at the service station for almost half a month, nor could he sense any elemental power.

But one thing is certain: it's not that Mr. Zhongli lacks elemental power, but rather that he has blocked the perception of others.

To be able to reach a level that he cannot perceive, one must be at least a fourth-order advanced level.

Although Mr. Zhongli looks young, he is very high in spiritual level. In the past half month, he has guided several awakened people to obtain holy marks, and even helped a second-level peak transcendent to reach the third level after talking for only half an hour.

However, Mr. Zhongli spends money extravagantly. In just half a month, the total amount of money he has received from other people's invitations to visit him has exceeded 100,000 points.

That's 100,000 points! That's all he'd accumulated from being an ordinary person to reaching the third tier without eating or drinking.

However, as long as it can help him take another step forward, let alone spending 100,000 points, he would feel it's worth it even if he had to take out a loan.

After reaching the third tier, the progress of extraordinary individuals is incredibly slow, and it wouldn't be surprising if they were stuck for their entire lives, since the spiritual level is the most difficult to improve.

Mr. Zhongli was such a remarkable person who could enlighten a person's spiritual level.

"Mr. Zhongli, could you whisper this to me? Are you about to reach the fifth level?" the middle-aged man asked in a low voice.

There are only so many people at the fifth level on Earth, and the number hasn't increased so far.

"I still have a long way to go," Zhongli said calmly, shaking his head.

Just then, a familiar voice rang out.

"Ladies and gentlemen, look over here."

Everyone's attention was drawn to a boy dressed in green, similar to medieval Western European clothing, who was waving his hand and holding a classical harp.

"..." Zhongli looked at the person who had attracted everyone's attention in an instant. He had sensed him the moment Mondstadt appeared, and he had also sensed that his old friend was heading towards the space station.

His old friend sensed him as he entered the space station.

"Holy crap! What is that? The Eye of God!" someone exclaimed in disbelief.

"What?! Holy crap!"

Oh my god!

"One who is close to God!"

In an instant, everyone around gathered around, their eyes burning with admiration as they looked at the boy before them.