Original God, I am the only designated Red King God Envoy of Xumi

Original God, I am Xumi's only designated Godfather! / Original God, I am Xumi's only designated Red King Divine Envoy!

Author: Grapefruit Angel

Summary:

The starry sky of Teyvat once again fell from an alien star, and the landing point of the fifth adventer was the desert.

Practice God's way in human form and achieve achievements comparable to God's step by step.

"Someone has to step up and end this spiral of pain, so why can't it be me?"

I prefer oranges or being single, and have no interest in writing about getting married. I probably prefer farming.

The game settings are largely self-sufficient. If you get backstabbed... just treat it as a parallel world!

Volume One

Chapter 1: People of the Sand

The wind carried sand and gravel and blew across the rock wall that had been eroded by the wind. Even the cactus could only hide in the shadow of the rock wall under such scorching sun to avoid losing too much water.

The scenery of Xumi is always so unique. A huge sand-proof wall divides Xumi into two worlds. One side is a cruel and barren desert, and the other side is a rainforest with lush grass and water. They are like two extremely disharmonious puzzle pieces put together, but now they are actually close together.

Even the bravest adventurers would not easily walk in such weather. The high temperature will quickly take away the water in the human body, leading to dehydration. It is obviously not a wise move to travel in such temperatures, but there are always exceptions.

A group of figures faintly emerged from the sand dunes not far away. They were wearing dust-proof cloaks and were moving silently in the wind and sand like a group of migrating ants.

They were led by a man who looked quite tall. The whole team consisted of nearly a hundred people. There were almost no elderly people walking with difficulty among them. Most of them were young people with steady steps. Some of them even carried children on their backs and in their arms.

No one in the team spoke. It was not worth wasting water in this kind of weather, and if they spoke rashly they would only get a mouthful of sand.

They were definitely not a hunting team - the desert environment was not suitable for growing plants. Apart from purchasing from outside, food could usually only be obtained through hunting. A hunting team obviously would not have so many people, as it would be too wasteful of manpower, and they would not bring children, as it would be too dangerous.

Under the heat wave, the team looked like a group of black ghosts, or like rootless duckweed, floating on the sand.

They arrived in front of the rock wall, and as the leader raised his hand, the team behind him stopped.

The leader raised his head slightly and observed the rock wall in front of him. A bunch of black hair fell on his chest with the movement. In this temperature, even the hair became dry.

This is the east of the desert, relatively close to the rainforest. Because the rocks here have been eroded by the wind for many years, a unique landform has been created, which is called "wind erosion land". The wind erosion land is divided by a gully into the upper wind erosion land in the south and the lower wind erosion land in the north - this is also the destination of their trip.

Compared with the "brilliant civilization" on the other side, this side of Xumi seems to be abandoned by God. The environment is harsh and water and grass resources are scarce. The people of the sand must seize every opportunity to survive in the harsh environment. However, their behavior is defined as "barbaric" by the people of the forest on the other side.

The sands didn't bother to argue, they just had to try their best to survive.

The leader squatted down and grabbed a handful of fine sand with his hand, feeling the texture of the sand in his hand, letting it flow through his fingertips like water.

He sniffed around with his extraordinary sense of smell. The wind and sand had no effect on him at all. The slightest hint of moisture mixed in the air flow was keenly distinguished. The leader knew that he had finally arrived.

As He turned around and made a gesture, the black team finally became lively. Some of them breathed a sigh of relief, some paced back and forth, and more people just stood there silently, waiting for the leader's move.

The leader scanned the entire team and finally spoke.

"Yi, Maha, come with me. The rest of you can rest in the shade."

This was a very neutral voice that was difficult to distinguish between male and female. It was difficult to determine the gender of the leader just from the voice. He stretched out his hand and pointed out the tallest person and the slightly slender person standing in the front in the crowd. The slender figure immediately walked over after hearing the voice, while the tall figure paused, but finally obeyed the leader's words.

The rest of the people walked slowly like an old bus and came to the rock wall in the shelter from the wind and light to sit down and rest. The temperature here was not so high, and there was no annoying wind and sand.

The leader took off the canteen from his waist, walked to the front of the team, and handed the canteen to one of the people who was still standing. His gray stubble could be seen through the gap in his cloak hood, but his figure was still upright.

"Abdul, take this water away."

After hearing the leader's words, Abdul took the kettle. He patted the leader's shoulders a few times like an elder, turned around and began to distribute the water.

Walking under the scorching sun really made them very thirsty.

The leader took a look at the people in the team drinking water and smacked his lips. His lips under his cloak had cracked due to lack of water.

After taking one last look at the team, He withdrew His gaze, turned around and walked forward along the path between the rock walls. Yi followed closely behind him, while Maha always kept more than a step away from the two of them.

The road between the rock walls was irregular and winding. The leader followed the moisture in the air currents and turned several corners in a row. Even the strongest wind and sand could not break through so many layers of rock walls. When they reached the deep end, the wind and sand were already very small.

This temporary team of three didn't speak to each other. Apart from the sound of the wind, there was only silence. The leader's eyes glanced at the cacti that appeared more and more frequently in the shadows under the rock wall, and he felt a little more at ease.

He did not take the wrong path, nor did he make a mistake in his judgment. After a long journey, they finally arrived at their destination.

The leader quickened his pace, and soon, a touch of green that was inconsistent with the color of the sand appeared before his eyes, and a strong smell of water also rushed into his nostrils.

The leader slowed down his pace, his heart completely at ease. Standing at a higher position, he observed the oasis before him.

The oasis is not too big, but it is more than enough for less than a hundred people to use. A pond is located in the center of the oasis surrounded by rock walls. There are many date palm trees and green grass around it, as well as cacti everywhere.

"Your judgment is correct...Amber." A female voice came from under the hood of the cloak of a slender figure, and her voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement.

During the dozens of days of migration, they took too many risks. This desert was always so ruthless, with sandstorms, high temperatures, and wild beasts lurking in the sand... They had lost so much in pursuit of survival - they would have lost even more if the leader had not been born with extraordinary senses. But fortunately, they finally arrived at the end.

"......Hmm." The leader called Amber just hummed softly. His attention was no longer on Yi beside him. He could keenly distinguish the dangerous breath hidden in the smell of sand. He observed every part of the oasis until he locked onto a place on the edge.

He reached into Yi's cloak, took out an arrow from Yi's waist, and threw it at the slightly raised sand like a javelin.

There was a sound of something piercing into the shell, and Yi was a little surprised. Even though she had seen it many times, she was still surprised by Amber's ability. That sense could not be described as just sharp. Even the mysterious thing of "the sense of threat in the environment" could be felt. This was already an unimaginable talent.

...Perhaps this is why the original leader entrusted the important task of leading the clan to Amber?

Maha, who had been silent before, finally spoke up. He snorted and said unhappily, "You finally showed some of the demeanor of the Sand People when you did that just now, Forest Man."

Iden glared at Maha. The people of sand are xenophobic and even a little selfish. The cruelty of the desert often does not allow them to live like good people. In order to survive, the people of sand formed clans, and there was no shortage of cruel competition among these clans, not to mention the people of the forest outside the desert.

The people of sand exclude and often even hate the people of the forest. Calling a person of sand a person of the forest is a very ugly insult.

"Maha, you can't say that. Amber has done so much along the way..."

Yi's words were interrupted by Maha.

Maha waved his arms and suddenly became excited. He ignored the fatigue coming from all parts of his body and accused loudly.

"Eh! She doesn't even have brown skin like you and me, she's as white as a forest person! You still want to talk to her after all this? Don't forget, the chief is because..."

"The chief died because of our weakness! Maha!" Yi interrupted Maha harshly, "I won't try to persuade you like a forest man. Face the facts, Maha. The chief died because of our weakness."

Yi's voice was like a thunder, striking Maha, and Maha's body suddenly stiffened like a sculpture.

Amber, who was the target, said nothing and stared at the two people in front of her silently. The shadow of her cloak hood made it impossible to tell what she was thinking.

"Please go and inform everyone, Maha." Amber sighed imperceptibly. She was shorter than Maha, but her calm voice always made people feel that she was taller than she looked, even taller than Maha.

"Let everyone come here and drink enough water and rest for a while. Yi and I need to deal with the beasts lurking here."

Amber patted Maha's shoulder, as if she didn't care at all about Maha's previous offenses.

"I won't let you refuse this."

Maha opened and closed his mouth several times but couldn't utter a word. Finally, he just waved his hand violently and said, "...you don't have to order me around," and walked quickly towards the place where the team was resting.

Amber watched Maha walk away and took the spear handed to him by Yi.

Before those who were resting arrived, she and Yi had to clear out the dangerous factors lurking under the sand.

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

Chapter 2: The Fall and Rebirth of the Clan

Amber silently thrust the spear into the slightly raised sand. As the spear was pulled back, the giant scorpion skewered on the spear was lifted out of the sand. It made its last struggle in life until it completely lost its life.

The names given by the Sand People are mostly simple. For example, this giant scorpion is called a poisonous scorpion. It is one of the sources of edible meat in the desert. The venom in its stinger can also be used as the basic material for many kinds of poisons. It is very useful and dangerous.

They often hide under the sand, which is an innate skill. For people who do not live in the desert all year round, it is difficult to find the difference between where the scorpion hides and other places. Being stung by its stinger often causes swelling, nausea, vomiting and hallucinations of varying durations depending on the toxicity of the sting, and in severe cases it may be life-threatening.

Amber threw the dead scorpion onto a pile of scorpions nearby. There were already at least 6 or 7 dead scorpions there. These were cleared out through the joint efforts of Amber and Yi. Her talent made her very good at doing this kind of thing.

——Unlike those experienced hunters in the desert, Amber does not rely solely on experience to find these hidden poisonous scorpions, but another kind of unreasonable talent.

In fact, she has been here for no more than three years, or in other words, she has been in this "world" for no more than three years.

She is not a native of this continent called "Teyvat", nor even a native of this world. Even though her memories before this are still vague in some details, she can confirm this.

Compared to some of the novel plots she remembered, her life was much more tragic. She almost died in the desert at the very beginning. If the clan's hunting team had not passed by and discovered her - a very strange outsider who looked nothing like a Sand People, she might have been buried deep in the yellow sand.

The people of the sand are often xenophobic. The desert has taught them the principle of strength first. Amber, who is tall but not strong at all, is not favored by them. Even if she is rescued, Amber, who has nothing, obviously cannot afford to pay her, and thus will not get any respect.

Amber's current status was earned by herself, with her special abilities and knowledge that did not belong to this world.

Compared to ordinary people, her senses are much sharper, and more than just sharp. She can feel the "rhythm" of living and even non-living things, and thereby obtain a lot of useful information. This ability is also one of the core reasons why she was designated as the current clan leader.

According to the rules of the other world, the current leader of the clan should be Maha, who is the biological son of the previous leader.

But this blood relationship does not work among the People of the Sand. They believe that strength is everything, and only the strongest and wisest can serve as the leader of the clan.

Amber leaned the spear against her shoulder, squatted down by the pool, and looked at the water in front of her.

Her image was reflected in the water: her neat short black hair that looked a little dry, her amber eyes, her face full of heroism that could even be mistaken for a handsome man, and her lips that were chapped due to lack of water.

The oasis before him was like a green pearl inlaid in the desert, possessing a vitality and energy completely different from the dead silence of the desert. In order to find such a place, Amber had lost too much.

After three years of living together day and night, she had already integrated into the clan. She had won status with her abilities and won the trust of the clan with her wisdom. Her skin color, which seemed out of harmony with the brown skin of the Sand People, gradually ceased to be a barrier between her and the clan. She and they had completely become one family.

But here, it is still a desert.

When the struggle for resources broke out between clans, she realized how naive her ideas were. Reality shattered her fantasy. Because of a wrong move, they were defeated.

The losers' fates were mostly similar. They only managed to escape after their leader and several elite soldiers left to cover their retreat, sacrificing their lives.

Yes... running away, leaving home, like a stray dog.

The victors did not pursue, because such defeated clans were almost all buried in the sand. Their fate was determined as early as when they were defeated. It made little difference whether they escaped or stayed, and the only way out was death.

Even though Amber has such magical abilities, nearly half of the clan members have been killed or injured during the long journey.

And now... she finally found a suitable place to stay.

Amber observed the place. She didn't have time to recall the gains and losses of the past - everyone has the right to be sad, but she alone cannot.

She is the leader of the clan and carries an unprecedented burden on her shoulders.

The oasis in front of us has abundant water reserves. There must be an underground river underneath, which is good news. There are also many date palm trees next to the pond. This is one of the specialties of the desert and one of the important sources of sugar in the desert.

There are many cacti growing near the rock wall - to be precise, they should be called cacti. The taller of these cacti are two or three people tall. Some of them also have scattered fruits called "Red Nian Fruit", which is another source of sugar in the desert.

The red fruit can be eaten, the date palm can be eaten, and even parts of the cactus can be eaten. There is no need to worry about wild animals visiting the place near water, so food and drinking water for the clan will no longer be a problem in the short term.

Because it was close to the rock wall, the stones for building the house were not too difficult to obtain. According to the information she had previously sensed, there were many thorny sunflower trees nearby - a tree similar to the baobab tree but generally only about five meters tall. There was also abundant water in its trunk, and the waterproof wood itself was also very suitable for building houses.

It is hard to imagine that no clan has visited and settled here. Perhaps this is what some people call: "A gift from the gods."

"Amber, they are coming." Yi, who was dealing with the scorpion's poisonous stinger, stood up. She had taken off her hood, revealing a beautiful face with long purple hair. She looked at the small path sandwiched between the rock walls not far away. The clan's large army was marching towards this side in an orderly manner.

"Yeah." Amber just responded lightly. She scooped up a handful of water and drank it to celebrate her joy of finding such a treasure land.

When the clan's main force approached, they were excited when they saw the lush green oasis.

Some of them hugged each other and cried with joy, but they could not shed even a single tear - their bodies no longer had enough water for them to consume in vain.

And more people used up their last bit of strength and ran towards this side.

Only they themselves know what they have been through. They are even about to lose hope of survival, which makes the miracle that is now appearing before their eyes even more precious.

Too many people did not persevere and died in the yellow sand, but they finally reached the finish line.

They were like fanatical believers, letting their powerless legs slide to their knees on the bank of the pond, and almost devoutly scooping up the water with their hands, bringing this hard-earned nectar into their mouths.

No one jumped into the pond. The people of the sand respect the water source, but jumping into the pond to wash the body and polluting the drinking water is despicable.

Only a few people did not join the carnival, and Abdul was one of them. The old man, who was nearly fifty years old, had pulled down his hood, and his hair, which showed traces of time, was shining in the sun. He just scooped up some water and quickly replenished it, then came to Amber who was hiding in the shade of a tree and watching all this.

"Amber, are you sure there is no danger here?" Abdul is a man who looks intimidating without even getting angry, and his words always carry a certain seriousness.

"A place like this is where the clans will fight to the death."

Abdul's question was very reasonable. He was one of the old veterans who had followed the original leader to make a living very early. He could see further than most people. Faced with the hope of surviving the disaster, he was not overwhelmed, but thought about this unreasonable phenomenon.

"Frankly, Abdul, I don't know."

Amber lowered her voice. She didn't want the clan members other than a few close confidants to hear this. As the leader, she must and could only be omnipotent.