MC's career as foreign lord

“Let's have some tea first!” Although the situation was a bit delicate, Zhou Ren still composed himself and looked at the elven ranger before him.

Sia and O'Harlicon stood behind him. Even though, in terms of energy level, he was merely a high-level professional, a god's descent, even in an avatar, essentially represented the god himself.

“Tea? This universe really doesn’t have such a thing!” Corellon said, “After hundreds of thousands of years, I’ve actually encountered something familiar…”

He really didn't put on any airs, chatting with Zhou Ren as if he were just an ordinary friend. Zhou Ren adapted quickly, "Since you haven't tasted it in so long, why not try some?"

Truthfully, he didn't have much of a concept of the word 'god.' After all, he wasn't a native of this place. When he thought of gods, he mostly thought of the small temple at the entrance of the village, with the unmoving earth deity inside.

In the simple and traditional worldview of the Chinese, the relationship between humans and gods was more like interdependence than faith and worship. Therefore, he quickly adjusted and refilled Corellon's cup of tea.

Corellon picked up the teacup with great interest, and also glanced at Mosa and the little skeleton, "What an interesting combination! This is much more interesting than a randomly signed divine contract!"

“So what exactly is going on?” Zhou Ren asked. He was still somewhat confused. How did Corellon come here? Why had the outside world become like this? Was this time stop real?

He didn't know any of these things. The only thing he was sure of was that the elven ranger in front of him might actually be the elven god?

“I can sense that you doubt my identity!” Corellon said, “But my current strength is indeed questionable! Who told the divine power left on this scroll to be so scarce?”

But he seemed to be in a good mood, even surprisingly good, “But, I'm very happy today, so I'll explain it to you!”

Zhou Ren had always heard that Corellon, the main god, was most notable for not being like a god, not like those high and mighty gods, but more like a ranger who had strayed into the human world.

Now it seemed that this was indeed the case. He absorbed a mouthful of the magic here, and then took a sip of black tea. The expression on his face immediately became serious.

“Ah! I feel the divine power in this body filling up. Does this tea also work on divine power?” He looked surprised, but didn't say much. Instead, he continued to explain his descent and composition to Zhou Ren.

“The elven contracts are all issued by me or Angharradh. The other guys are either lazy or afraid of trouble, so whenever a divine decree is issued, it’s either me or Angharradh who comes down to investigate!”

(Angharradh: Greater deity, Corellon's wife)

“The two great deities of the elves do most of the work. It’s quite outrageous when you think about it!” He muttered to himself, “And I’m very interested in the divine power void here, so I came down to take a look!”

He turned to look at O'Harlicon, "Little O, when was the last time you saw my divine decree?"

“Your Majesty, it was fourteen hundred years ago!” O'Harlicon said quickly.

“Oh! It’s been so long!” Corellon nodded, “When gods live for a long time, they’re not very sensitive to time. Let’s continue talking about this topic.”

Zhou Ren nodded, pointing around and saying, "Your Majesty, then what is this time stop all about?"

“Why do I feel weird when you call me Your Majesty? I always feel like someone is making fun of me. Never mind!” Corellon replied, “This is the basic setting of a divine descent, time solidification, except that your place is a divine power void, so my power can’t be transmitted!”

“Originally, during a divine descent, everyone except the contractor would be trapped in time stop, but your special barrier nullified the laws of time!”

Zhou Ren asked curiously, "In other words, after you leave, time here will return to normal?"

“Mhm!” Corellon nodded, glanced at the Divine Contract in his hand, “Oh? When did you guys become so open? Directly granting a human the title of Earl? No wonder Angharradh had to agree!”

Good heavens, who knew Corellon was also good at making sarcastic remarks!

Zhou Ren looked at the elven ranger in front of him and said helplessly, "Actually, I didn't want to. They even wanted to force a princess on me!"

“Hmm! What kind of magic do you possess that makes this group of old fogeys pay such a high price?” Corellon held the teacup, squinting at Zhou Ren.

He really was quite interesting, calling the elven elders a group of old fogeys.

“Your Majesty, Lord Zhou Ren is very important to the elves. If his existence were placed on the continent, it would cause a continental war!” O'Harlicon said quickly, with a bitter expression. He was also one of the old fogeys Corellon was talking about.

“Then, can you tell me, someone who has been separated from the main world for tens of thousands of years, about it?” This god, whose humanity clearly outweighed his divinity, asked.

“Of course!” Zhou Ren didn't disagree. He was supposed to take them to see the elven fruit after the contract was signed anyway, but now it was the other way around.

“Jim!” Zhou Ren said. A skeleton was, of course, nothing special, except that Sia's eyes flashed with surprise. Jim took out the elven fruit from the inventory.

“Elven fruit? No, elven fruit doesn't have such a rich magical power!” Corellon picked up a fruit and examined it carefully.

Only then did Zhou Ren realize that his body was actually illusory, an incongruous void. No wonder he said he was an avatar.

“Can I try one?” he asked, holding the fruit.

“Of course!” Zhou Ren spread out his palm, showing a gesture of “please,” “Please, Your Excellency!”

He directly put the entire fruit into his mouth, and his originally illusory body gradually solidified at this moment, becoming more fleshy, “Just one fruit can do this. I can even do business with the orcs!”

Corellon happily swung his body, “Little O, give me a Star Moon Robe!”

“As you will, Your Majesty!” O'Harlicon waved his staff, summoning a brand new Crescent Robe, which Corellon put on.

“Ah! Walking in the main material world with a real body for the first time!” Corellon said, “Let time resume!”

With a wave of his hand, the strong wind that had stopped outside started blowing again, and some mercenaries who were peeking in this direction seemed to find that they had lost a piece of memory.

“I declare that the person who can produce this fruit is worth the title of Earl!” Corellon said, “As for Prince and Grand Lord, I believe you will give me more surprises, right?”

He looked at Zhou Ren, as if he had thought of something, “Hiss! Wait, the message the Pope gave me last time said that an otherworldly creature with innate divinity, wouldn't that be you?”

“Huh?” Zhou Ren asked in confusion, “I really don't know about that!”

“That’s right, the person involved doesn’t know!” Corellon turned his head to look at O'Harlicon, “Do you know? Little O?”

“Your Majesty, this actually involves Princess Anna's judgment. If our Elven race hadn't offered a high enough price, she probably would have already abducted Lord Zhou Ren to the Dragon race!” O'Halykarn hurriedly replied.

“Hey!” Corellon patted the ground beneath his feet. “You guys are still too timid. When I first descended into the Prime Material Plane, I was chased by seven or eight races offering women, land, and titles. This is nothing yet!”

He looked at Zhou Ren with a solemn expression. “Lord, if you are truly the absolute master here, then I look forward to the moment when you lift your divine kingdom!”

Zhou Ren waved his hand. “It's too early to talk about these things. I just want to live each day well!”

“Indeed, living each day well is the proper divine life!” Corellon seemed to have adjusted his position, no longer acting superior, but truly treating Zhou Ren with an equal perspective.

“Let's go, I'll take you to see the fields!” Zhou Ren said. Since Corellon had spoken, he wasn't worried about the Elven race going back on their word.

The six people proceeded one after another. It was clear that Corellon exerted a great deal of pressure on the remaining four, and even the lively Jim didn't dare to move much.

Zhou Ren wasn't aware of this. He led them to his farm. Corellon didn't comment on the large building in the air; he had seen many wonders in his life.

The wheat had already been planted, and now it was a lush, green expanse. Only in the Elven fruit field were some vines still bearing green fruits.

“This is the Elven fruit field!” Zhou Ren introduced. “The fruit you just had came from here, but the next harvest will be in two days!”

“Two days later?” The loudest voice wasn't Shia or O'Halykarn, but Corellon. Looking at Zhou Ren's land, he suddenly had a bold idea!

“Zhou Ren, can you come over here for a moment?” He quietly led Zhou Ren aside. “You weren't lying to me. This fruit can be harvested once every two days?”

“Uh-huh!” Zhou Ren nodded. The two of them lowered their heads to chat, looking rather sneaky.

“This place of yours is a divine kingdom on earth, no, a divine kingdom would be rejected by the Prime Material Plane, so this place should be called a divine power domain!” Corellon said. “This means that I can send an avatar to descend here without paying any price!”

“Oh! So you're saying you can freely enter and exit my place?” Zhou Ren exclaimed. He suddenly realized a problem: he hadn't written Corellon's name on the territory permissions, so how could he enter here?

Zhou Ren suddenly took out his 《Territory Permissions》. Sure enough, he saw Corellon's name on it.

【Corellon Larethian】(Subordinate to Zhou Ren)

“Is this saying it belongs to my permissions?” Zhou Ren wondered, but then he saw the writing on it slowly disappearing.

“There isn't much time left. The power of this scroll has been able to support us until now thanks to your black tea!” Corellon said, smiling as he continued to discuss with Zhou Ren.

“You possess Elven fruits that can condense a physical body, and black tea that can enhance the duration, which means… we can use your territory to send avatars to the lower realm!” Corellon's face was full of smiles. “Elven race has decided on you as the lord. I said it, and even if all the other Elven gods object, it won't matter!”

“But now we need to discuss something!” He said softly, glancing around with an indifferent expression. “You must agree for anyone to successfully descend here, so I will notify you next time I come!”

Zhou Ren was stunned, there's a next time? He hurriedly nodded. “Of course, no problem!”

“Haha! Then I can rest assured!” Corellon continued, “The Prime Material Plane! It's been a long time since I've been here! Don't worry, I promise you that as long as I'm here, you will have enough say in the Elven race! Isn't it just a princess? Marry her! What's there to be afraid of!”

“So, are you leaving now?” Zhou Ren quickly took the divine contract, signed his name, and changed the subject.

Corellon shook his head. “Take me to see the Tree of Life! I smell that aura. Anyone who can be recognized by the Tree of Life and allowed to grow is worthy of the Elven race's trust.”

The group left just like that. Zhou Ren led them to the tree farm, where a tall Tree of Life seemed to emit some kind of rhythm belonging to life. At this time, Corellon's body was visibly illusory, but his face looked particularly happy.

“It really is the Tree of Life! Yggdrasil should be very happy! His descendants have hope for inheritance again!” He looked at Zhou Ren. “Young god from another world, enjoy the tranquility of this Prime Material Plane while AO hasn't noticed your situation!”

His body gradually dissipated, and the divine contract slowly fell down. Zhou Ren saw the name he signed, and naturally saw the other signature on the contract.

“Agrees to Zhou Ren becoming the lord of the Northern Wind Wasteland, and to act as the primary executor of his affairs! Silver Moon Empire's 7,561st Forest Law — Corellon Larethian!”

“Young man, don't forget our business!” His weak voice drifted into Zhou Ren's ears on the wind, also causing Zhou Ren to smile slightly.

On the other side, the Elven Queen also received the divine contract. “O'Halykarn is quick in his work!” she sighed, then stared at the name above, frozen.

This divine contract was given to O'Halykarn by her. Zhou Ren's signature wasn't surprising, as it was expected, but what's with the name of this authorizing person?

“Corellon Larethian?”

The Elven Queen felt a little dizzy. This wasn't a divine emblem, nor was it a divine oracle imprint. This was a signature, and even if it wasn't a handwritten signature, it should be an avatar's signature.

She only felt a little dizzy. What kind of thing could actually make the Elven God descend to the Prime Material Plane? And without even notifying her, the Elven Queen?

“Quick, if Grand Druid O'Halykarn has any news, notify me immediately!” she instructed, sitting in her chair, rubbing her brow, thinking about the problem.

On the other side, Zhou Ren looked at the four people who were finally relieved and was a little puzzled.

“Is there that much pressure? Why didn't I feel it?”

“Master, divine might is like a prison!” Mossa said. “You are the Lord of the Earth, the owner of this space, we don't have that, we can only endure it head-on!”

“No, you have it. The permissions on your bodies directly shared most of the damage. Shia is a princess and naturally has divine might immunity. Only me…” O'Halykarn stood up wearily. “Only I endured this power with my body!”

“Peng!” He fell down!

PS: Poor elder (laughs)