Genshin Impact: A Red Teyvat Life Starting from Zero

"That's hard to say. If it's people with extreme beliefs, they might kick us out."

"Too."

"Now there's one last step. We need to organize a caravan to bring the equipment in. The workers and engineers from Fontaine will be transported via the Harbor route, and we'll need your escort."

"No problem, I'll explain things to the brothers in a bit. I think none of them would refuse such an opportunity; they'll definitely give it their all."

"Okay, that's roughly it. Just follow the instructions of the workers on site. By the way, didn't you have some kind of grudge against the Legacy of the God-King? How's that going?"

The class monitor looked at Gerald with some curiosity.

Last time, it was the people who were the remnants of the God-King who directly caused the internal strife in Gerald's group, and also directly led to the death of the old captain.

Gerrard later asked them some questions about the enemy and ourselves, but I don't know how well it's being applied now.

Even though the Legacy of the God-King has been damaged once, it is still the largest force in the Sumeru Desert region. It is also a notorious troublemaker who is willing to abandon all principles for Mora and has done a lot of bad things.

If Gerald and his group want to develop and grow in peace, then they will inevitably clash with the Legacy of the God-King.

The Legacy of the God-King will not stand idly by and allow an organization as powerful as, or even more powerful than, theirs to emerge in the desert.

As for Haiqi Island, although they have no interest in interfering in matters within the desert, they do care about oil.

Neither Haiqi Island nor Fontaine wants to deal with a trash organization like the Legacy of the God-King, which has no moral bottom line or principles and is insatiable. It would be best if they disappeared; it would be better for everyone.

The squad leader clearly saw this, and he now expected Gerald to give a satisfactory answer.

This time, Gerrard slightly curled the corners of his mouth.

"Indeed, as you say, the people left behind by the God-King are not entirely enemies; in fact, most of them are friends."

"Elaborate."

“The Beard of Ahmar, you may not know this, but they used to be an affiliated group of the Relics of the God-King. After the Relics of the God-King's headquarters was destroyed by fire, they successfully broke away from the Relics of the God-King. During this time, they have been working to weaken the power of the Relics of the God-King. Now they have joined forces with us. According to the clues they provided, many of the people remaining in the Relics of the God-King have long had enough.”

Although he was surprised that Gerald could find allies so quickly, he had anticipated the situation regarding the Legacy of the God-King.

It's perfectly normal for an organization that relies on violence and coercion to have its members each harboring their own agendas and waiting for an opportunity to retaliate.

"So what are your plans for the next step?"

"We are trying to secretly contact those affiliated groups of the God-King's Legacy, but so far the results are very limited. However, we have figured out the two key problems we are facing."

"what is the problem?"

"First, the Relics of the God-King possess a certain number of Red King Relics. This is the upper echelons of the Relics of the God-King's safeguards for their own security, and we cannot defeat them yet. Second, they still possess a portion of incriminating evidence and are creating new evidence in the same way, which deters many people from contacting or cooperating with us. This incriminating evidence is also protected by the relic machinery controlled by the Relics of the God-King, making it virtually impossible for outsiders to access and destroy it."

"Ultimately, what you lack is the power to defeat the Relic Machines."

"Yes, I don't know what happened with that fire that burned all the records, but I don't think we can replicate it."

"Even if you unite and fight all at once, you still can't defeat the upper echelons of the God-King's Legacy?"

"...Theoretically, it might not be impossible, but it's simply not feasible in reality. The current affiliated regiments are also suspicious of each other, and most of those who intend to escape are just individuals."

Gerrard didn't spell it out too clearly, but everyone understood what he meant.

But the squad leader gleaned another message from Gerrard's words.

The fact that it could be defeated by a united group of allies suggests that the power of the ruins controlled by the God-King's Relics is probably not that great.

"Moreover, the headquarters of the God-King's Relics is located in a fortified Red King Ruins, which is a fortress that people like us cannot enter. There are also defensive mechanisms within the ruins."

The squad leader was about to ask if providing weapons could solve the problem when he was interrupted.

However, upon closer reflection, it seems there is still a chance for a turnaround.

"In that case, you should consider breaking through from within. Communication with these affiliated groups and their members may be the key."

"Of course I've considered it, and I'm working on it."

Gerald met the class monitor's gaze directly.

At that moment, they both seemed to see a certain light gleaming in each other's eyes.

Chapter 151 Useless "Trash People"

After saying goodbye to Gerald and leaving their camp, the squad leader and his men looked around.

The Gilded Brigade had no fixed abode, and Gerald and his group were already a fairly large group, which is why they had a campsite that they stayed in for a relatively long time.

But ultimately, their current camp here is only temporary, and they may have to move it away whenever they need to.

This was the situation in the past.

As for now, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Gerald's camp should remain unchanged.

When they came, it was just a small team of a few people; when they returned, they came back to Port Ormos with Gerald's Gilded Brigade.

"You are back."

Inside the hotel, the few people who stayed behind seemed quite excited when they saw the large group of people from Ulala returning.

"The goods arrived a few days ago. We've already arranged a caravan and are just waiting for you to return so we can set off."

"That's perfect. Let's rest for two days, get ready, and then set off."

Some time later, a large pack animal carrying the dismantled equipment arrived at Gerald's regiment's camp.

Engineers and workers from Fontainebleau have arrived at Gerard's camp and settled in temporarily.

"Oh, my water god above! The desert climate is too hot and too dry, I can't stand it anymore."

Outside the camp, engineers from the Fontainebleau Academy of Sciences, who had come for a walk, couldn't help but complain about the desert environment, and several of them gathered together to vent.

“I strongly suspect this is part of our murder plan.”

"That's right, I had the same suspicion. So when exactly can we pack our things and go back?"

The desert dweller silently placed a bucket of water around them, then walked back without paying any attention.

This isn't the first time these Fontaines have complained; the desert climate is indeed not very friendly to these foreigners from a land of water.

They have raised the standard of hospitality as much as possible.

However, while they politely said the coconut charcoal cakes were delicious, some people overheard them complaining that they tasted like desiccant.

Well, considering we're here to help them with their construction, let them grumble all they want. It won't hurt them to say a few more words.

"Hey! Look, look! Aren't those caravans transporting goods?"

In the distance, a row of blurry figures appeared.

Someone immediately noticed this scene, and the group immediately focused their attention on that row of figures.

"It seems so."

"No need for 'seems,' it is! They've finally arrived!!!"

The group seemed quite excited, as if they had seen some kind of savior, and hurriedly went to greet them.

"You've finally arrived! We've been counting on getting started right away!"

The squad leader, who had come with the caravan, was somewhat bewildered by the engineers' enthusiasm.

He didn't even realize that these engineers were in Gerald's camp.

"You...didn't you spend time on the layers of approval this time?"

This doesn't match what my colleagues in Fontainebleau said!

According to normal procedures, shouldn't these people still be going through the process?

"No, it's been a long time since Fontaine has had something that satisfies everyone like this. Everyone is happy and wants to do it, so there's naturally less time for wrangling. The speed of this approval is almost unprecedented in the last hundred years, unheard of."

Is it that exaggerated?

"You've already reached an agreement internally so quickly?"

The class monitor found it quite unbelievable.

"No. But this time, our absolutely impartial Supreme Judge, Mr. Navilette, is personally overseeing the work, and everyone trusts him completely and has no objections. We have reached a consensus to complete the transaction first, and then Mr. Navilette will oversee the allocation of assets."

"Otherwise, I seriously doubt that this issue of distribution will be debated for 50 years to come."

The group answered the class monitor's question in a call-and-response manner.

Ok.

The fact that they're in such a hurry shows how tempting their offers are to everyone in Fontainebleau.

After a brief handover, the engineers took full charge of the on-site work, directing the Fontainebleau workers to install equipment and drill wells.

However, people noticed that all the workers from Fontainebleau looked solemn, and some even appeared to be frowning.

The mercenaries in the camp had actually noticed this problem a long time ago, but they didn't pay much attention to it, assuming that the other party was not used to the desert climate.

Later, the squad leader and Gerald also discovered the problem.

They initially thought the workers were simply unaccustomed to the climate and environment, suffering from health problems, until they overheard the workers' discussion during a patrol.

"I wonder what the situation is like inside Fontainebleau now."

"Who knows? Anyway, it's good enough that you have a job now. You don't want to live in Grey River, do you?"

"There's work to do now, but who knows what will happen when we go back in a while."

Hmm? What happened in Fontaine?

From what they're saying, it seems like they'll be out of work and unemployed when they go back from this trip.

Is Fontaine experiencing an economic crisis?

The two exchanged a glance, and were about to go up and ask what was going on, but the other person had already turned and left.

"I always felt there was something hidden about this."

The squad leader stroked his chin, pondering the conversation between the two, and said to Gerald beside him.

"I think so too, but unfortunately we don't have much access to information here."

"Should we go ask someone?"