Fate's Choice: Livestream at the Start Summoning Billions of Ravens

It took the host several seconds to recover from the extreme shock.

"What an incredible performance! It's simply a miracle!"

"Ms. Funina, on behalf of the audience here and all viewers around the world watching the live stream, I humbly request that you answer a few questions for us?"

Fu Ningna looked at the audience below the stage, a sea of ​​emotions—excitement, fervor, and tears—and then glanced at the host, whose face was also filled with anticipation.

She nodded again, agreeing to the host's request.

"OK."

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, the host almost jumped for joy.

He immediately turned to the audience and announced with all his might, "Ladies and gentlemen! Ms. Furnessa has agreed! She will personally select audience members to ask questions!"

The voice just fell.

In an instant, everyone in the audience frantically raised their arms, tens of thousands of hands waving under the lights, and countless people stood up from their seats, desperately pushing forward.

"Pick me! Fufu, pick me!"

"Lady Funinna! Look this way!"

The scene became somewhat chaotic at one point.

Funina's gaze slowly swept across the bustling crowd.

Her gaze swept over the most frenzied and excited faces.

Finally, she gently raised her finger and pointed to a young girl in the front row who was wearing a T-shirt with an anime character printed on it, nervously clutching the hem of her shirt, her eyes full of admiration.

"you."

A staff member reacted quickly and immediately handed a spare microphone to the lucky winner.

The girl took the microphone, her hands trembling slightly. She stood up and, under the envious and jealous gazes of countless people around her, asked with a nervousness that seemed to be on the verge of tears:

"Lady Furina...may I ask...what is your favorite flavor of Fontainebleau food?"

This is a very fan-oriented question.

A gentle smile appeared on Funina's face.

"I like all kinds of desserts."

She tilted her head, seemingly trying to recall something.

"For example, 'mill-feuille' has distinct layers of texture, offering a different experience with each bite, but..."

She changed the subject.

"The cream in this world seems to be lighter and more airy than that in Fontainebleau, offering a unique and novel flavor."

That's the supplementary sentence.

"The cream in this world is lighter than that in Fontainebleau."

In short, the message was broadcast live and spread across the entire internet.

Instantly, the communities of countless Genshin Impact players around the world were completely ignited!

"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! A major setting has been added!"

"Fontaine's cream has a rich, thick texture! Write that down! All of you, write that down! This is on the test!"

"Mihoyo, you old scoundrel! How many more things are you hiding? The food descriptions in the game aren't nearly this detailed! Fufu herself can attest to it!"

"So Teyvat really exists! Even the texture of the cream is different; you can't make up details like that!"

"I'm so moved. I can almost see Fufu in the Fontainebleau dessert shop, savoring each piece of mille-feuille... Waaah, my daughter."

"Don't cry, everyone! I've already ordered mille-feuille pastries from every trendy shop in Shanghai. I'm going to write a 10,000-word review titled 'A Preliminary Exploration of the Texture Differences Between Fontainebleau and Earth Cream'!"

Discussions about "creamy texture" are being posted at a rate of hundreds per second across various forums, social media, and gaming communities.

This seemingly insignificant detail is like a key, unlocking everyone's ultimate imagination of the reality of the fantasy world.

This is a personal endorsement from a "god," and its significance surpasses that of any official setting book.

After answering, Funina did not wait for the host to introduce or guide her.

She controlled the rhythm of the stage.

Her gaze swept across the crowd, searching for the next person to ask a question, giving her complete control of the situation.

This time, she pointed to the back of the crowd.

A middle-aged man with glasses, wearing an ordinary jacket, and a calm demeanor, who seemed out of place among the enthusiastic anime fans around him.

This person is the Ninth Bureau's field agent stationed in Shanghai.

"Next, it's your turn to ask."

The staff immediately handed the microphone to the middle-aged man whom Funina had precisely chosen.

The man took the microphone, showing no sign of nervousness, and asked clearly:

"Hello, Ms. Funina."

"According to our analysis, the currency 'Mora' you used for your purchase has a trace isotope ratio that does not match any known gold mine on Earth, and an unidentified unknown element has been detected."

"Does this mean that your homeland, the continent of Teyvat, is a physically real, observable other world?"

The moment this question was raised, the noise at the scene instantly dropped eight octaves.

Everyone was stunned.

This art style is off!

Why did it suddenly switch from a fan meeting to the "Approaching Science" channel?

At the same time, everyone in intelligence agencies, secret laboratories, and national command centers around the world watching the live broadcast instinctively held their breath.

Faced with this pointed question that directly explores the essence of the world, Funina surprisingly revealed a faint smile.

"Of course, Teyvat is real, just like the land beneath your feet."

The affirmative answer made countless hearts around the world stop beating.

Fu Ningna paused, then added in a tone that was both informative and somewhat matter-of-fact:

"It's only natural that you can't fully understand 'Mora'."

"Because 'Mora' is a precious metal formed by Morax, the Geo God, using the power of his 'Heart of God' to condense it with Geo elemental force. It is both a catalyst that drives some alchemy and a coin-like currency issued by Liyue Golden House that circulates throughout the entire Teyvat continent."

"Its essence is the solidification of concepts and the extension of authority."

"Therefore, your instruments, and the physics of this world, are incapable of fully analyzing it."

Kyoto, the highest physics laboratory.

The old professor who had previously proposed the hypothesis that "conceptual forces manifest at the physical level" suddenly slapped his thigh, his face turning red with excitement.

"That's right! Exactly! It matches perfectly! Our prediction was correct!"

Furnessa's explanation fit perfectly with the report produced by their laboratory at great expense.

This confirmed their research direction and opened a door to a completely new field of physics.

At the comic convention, the middle-aged man immediately pressed for answers, his speech noticeably faster:

"If that's the case, is it possible for us, or rather, humanity, to somehow reach the continent of Teyvat? Is there a stable 'passage' between the two worlds?"

This question made countless high-ranking government officials sitting upright in front of their computer screens.

A brand new, real world with extraordinary power! The resources, technology, and even the form of civilization it represents are an irresistible temptation for any country.

However, Funina shook her head.

"No."

"I didn't get here via any conventional flight path."

"It was the power of the Holy Grail that forcibly tore a crack in the barrier of the world and built a temporary bridge."

"All of this is for a ritual called the 'Holy Grail War'."

"When the war ends, the bridge will disappear."

"It is not an air route open to the public."

Funina's answer was clear, unambiguous, and left no room for illusion.

The Advent is a unique product of the Holy Grail War; it is a one-time event.

This answer was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the flame that had just been ignited in the hearts of governments around the world, a desire to engage in "cross-world exploration."

This also instilled in them a deeper sense of awe for the power of the "Holy Grail".

The middle-aged man got the answer he wanted.

He nodded solemnly to Funina on the stage to express his gratitude.

He then sat down, immediately opened his laptop on his lap, and his fingers flew across the keyboard as he recorded the conversation verbatim, adding his own analysis before encrypting and sending it out.

Funina's gaze swept across the entire room one last time.

This time, she pointed to a cosplayer holding a staff and dressed as a Western fantasy mage.

The cosplayer excitedly took the microphone, tried to calm himself, and then shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Lady Frinina! You are Caster, and also a participant in the Holy Grail War!"

"Then why did you participate in this cruel war? What exactly was your wish upon the Holy Grail?"

The question is about "wishes".

The question caused complete silence to fall once again.

If the previous question concerned the truth of the world...

So this question concerns the "deity" itself.

Her motives, her purpose, and what she will bring to the world.

This is one of the issues that all ordinary viewers, as well as all forces, are most concerned about.

The relaxed and carefree expression on Funina's face slowly disappeared.

Instead, there was a complex expression that blended distant memories with a certain firmness.

"My country, Fontaine, though saved..."

"But that script, full of sacrifice and tears, is not perfect."

Fu Ningna took two steps forward and walked to the very front of the stage, facing countless cameras.

"So the wish I made to the Holy Grail was actually very simple."

"I hope Fontaine can have a brand new and perfect start."

"A grand 'opening performance' in which no one needs to sacrifice or cry."

"I want to give back to them the happiest future that I promised them from the very beginning."

To correct the regrets of history.

May everyone achieve happiness.

The essence of this wish is so pure, so selfless, and so... in line with all people's imagination of a benevolent deity.

It instantly touched the softest spot in the hearts of countless viewers around the world.

Online, the players who were just enthusiastically discussing "Fontainebleau Cream" fell silent instantly, followed by a flood of "tears in my eyes".

"She's still thinking about her people..."

"She endured everything during her five-hundred-year performance, and in the end, her wish remained for Fontaine."

"What a noble soul she is... I take back what I said before about her being a prankster, she is a true deity."

At this moment, Fu Ningna's public image was propelled to an unprecedented peak.

Done.

Funina gently placed the microphone in her hand on the stage floor.

She gave an elegant bow, lifting her skirt towards the audience and the camera.

"The Q&A session is now over."

"Thank you all for providing such a wonderful stage."

Afterwards, Funina did not walk down the stage steps.

Instead, he turned around and walked step by step to the very edge of the stage.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes at the scene and billions of eyes around the world.

A soft blue halo began to emanate from Funina's body.

Her outline gradually blurred, breaking down into countless pulsating blue light spots and crystal-clear water droplets.

Like a dazzling but fleeting illusion.

Along with the three salon members floating beside her, she vanished into thin air under the bright stage lights.