Genshin Impact: A Red Teyvat Life Starting from Zero

“That’s right.” The leader of this squad from the Legacy of the God-King had a proud look on his face.

Pulling the bolt back with a reverse grip, raising the gun, aiming—all in one smooth motion.

"Tu tu tu tu tu tu tu..."

The flashes of the gun muzzle illuminated the dimly lit interior of the ruins intermittently.

With deafening gunfire echoing through the confined space, the entire squad belonging to the Legacy of the God-King fell in the blink of an eye.

"Heh, and now?"

The class monitor's sarcastic retort went unanswered.

Two soldiers began to fix bayonets and go forward to finish off the victims, while the others, holding guns, stared at the pile of "corpses" on the ground.

"You... you..."

Gerald stared at them in disbelief.

This life-or-death crisis was resolved so easily?

No, with your strong fighting capabilities, why would you hire us?

Chapter 133 Fate is wonderful

"Don't be nervous, these are just necessary measures. After all, we're in the desert. You should know better than us."

The squad leader pointed to Gerald at the remains of the people on the ground, the remains of the God-King.

"We hired you for convenience. As for those traitors, they're probably terrified by now. We deliberately avoided them and left them to you to deal with."

Gerrard opened his mouth, as if he had a thousand words to say, but in the end, it all boiled down to a simple "thank you."

After cleaning up the scene and collecting the spent shell casings, Gerald simply gazed at the commander's body for a moment without saying or showing any particular emotion.

He then ordered his men to take him away, preparing to leave the place.

The group headed towards the exit again.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Gerald, you seem to be behaving quite casually?"

On the way, the squad leader began to wonder about Gerrard's performance.

He doesn't have a good relationship with the regimental commander?

It doesn’t look like it either.

"In a place like the desert, these kinds of things happen all the time: bribery, coercion, scheming, betrayal, death, double-crossing—these kinds of things are as common as eating and drinking. Everyone here is risking their lives."

My feelings have long since faded.

"If that's the case, how dare those scholars from the Order of the Church come to the desert for research activities?"

“If something happens to a scholar from the Council of the Church, they will definitely investigate it thoroughly. A single Grand Disciplinary Officer is already troublesome enough, and there are countless mercenary groups willing to become lackeys of the Council of the Church for Mora. Even the Remnant of the God-King would not invite such a big trouble for himself.”

It turned out to be the case.

The squad leader didn't ask any further questions, but seemed to be deep in thought.

Desert archaeology is also an important part of the Council's academic research. They must ensure its basic security. At the very least, even if there are sporadic cases of people being killed, they must provide an explanation. If there are too many incidents that hinder the Council's research activities, then they will inevitably take action to solve the problem.

Therefore, even if there are feuds between mercenary groups, they will probably try to avoid scholars from the Order of the Church and treat them differently from outsiders.

Scholars from the Order of the Church were treated like royalty in the desert.

The group remained silent, dragging their spoils and the leader's body as they walked silently to the exit of the ruins.

However, they discovered that the exit was blocked.

"Password!"

Faint voices could be heard from outside through the thick stone wall.

"Heh, it seems that the group that came just now was either a newly joined group from the Legacy of the God-King, or an untrusted group. Just to be on the safe side, they blocked the exit."

Gerrard's tone was slightly sarcastic.

No wonder the other party was so proud and boastful when mentioning the legacy of the God-King; it turns out they were fanatical converts.

The squad leader frowned and gestured for his soldiers to go and investigate.

If I had known this would happen, I should have left one alive.

"We need to find another way out. At least for now, we don't have to worry too much; we still have enough water and food to last us for a few more days."

"Duang—"

Gerald looked toward the rock wall, where someone was striking it with a geological hammer.

"no problem."

The person who finished knocking reported to the class monitor.

"?"

Gerald looked at everyone present with a puzzled expression.

The squad leader looked around and asked Gerald, "Is it okay to damage part of the ruins?"

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with me." Gerald shrugged.

"Load C4, prepare for detonation."

This time Gerrard understood.

"You're planning to blast this stone wall open? That will require a lot of explosives."

"Coincidentally, our explosives technology is quite advanced."

The group worked quickly to set up the C4 explosives and detonation device.

After everyone had evacuated to a safe location, the squad leader stepped forward and shouted, "Hey, come closer! We don't want to die, we want to make a deal with you!"

"What deal?"

Hearing the sounds getting closer and closer outside, the squad leader sprinted to a safe location.

"Detonate!"

"boom--"

The stone wall blocking the exit shattered with a deafening roar, and through the smoke and dust of the explosion, people could already see the sunlight at the exit.

"Let's go."

After a brief exchange of fire that killed the remaining mercenaries of the God-King's Legacy who were guarding the place, the group began to return along the original route.

We didn't encounter any danger along the way.

"This concludes our request. Let's part ways here."

At the edge of the desert, the soldiers bid farewell to Gerald and his mercenaries.

"Goodbye."

Gerald and his companions returned their commission fee, saying that they hadn't played any role and had even been saved, so they couldn't accept the money no matter what.

Although the squad leader and the others did not think that the guide's role was not important, they could not resist Gerald's insistence.

The two sides have thus forged some friendship.

Gerald told the squad leader and his men their unit's permanent location so they could contact them if they had any problems later.

While rationally speaking, most people who have survived such a near-death experience would probably never come looking for Gerald's mercenary group again.

Meanwhile, the squad leader and his group were trying to bypass the Order of the Order's inspection and get this batch of "illegal supplies" onto a transport ship to be shipped from Ormos Port to Liyue Port.

Almost everyone in Sumeru City and Port of Omos has a Void Terminal, especially the Disciplinary Officers of the Order of the Church. In their words, Sumeru has a very high level of informatization, and outsiders are not allowed to wear these Void Terminals, which adds a lot of difficulties to their operations.

Fortunately, they put in some effort but still managed to complete the task.

Only when the merchant ship, fully loaded with goods, sailed out of Omos Port did they finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Once we leave Sumeru, we'll be in Liyue, a place where we can speak for ourselves.

While the group was resting at the hotel in Omosport, the squad leader quietly took a small note from a person who brushed past him on the street.

Following the instructions above, he arrived at a small restaurant.

A merchant dressed in Liyue attire had been waiting for some time at the tables and chairs of the small restaurant.

"I've been waiting for you for so long, you've finally arrived. I brought you the book you asked me to bring from Liyue this time..."

The "merchant" warmly welcomed him, and the two chatted for a while. Then, the "merchant" handed him a book, and the two discussed the international situation from all walks of life while eating. After that, they said goodbye and left.

Their actions were as natural as those of old friends reunited after many years—even though they had never met before.

Back at the hotel, everyone immediately surrounded him.

"How about a class monitor? What are the requirements?"

In front of everyone, he opened the book, took out the small note inside, and read it.

They were asked to go into the desert to find a black, oily liquid.

After they passed it around for a while, the class monitor opened the map.

Upon seeing the location marked on the map, the class monitor raised an eyebrow.

What a coincidence, isn't it?

It was right around Gerald's base.

The rest of the team also saw the location and felt it looked very familiar.

"It seems we really have a connection with Gerrard; we should go and take a look."

Chapter 134 Detailed Analysis and the Upcoming Oil Trade