Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

"Zhongli?"

Roddy blinked and said, yes, since Zhongli likes to listen to operas and read books, he would naturally not miss Yunjin’s new play.

But...this Rock King couldn't have forgotten his wallet and couldn't find a suitable place to go, so he came here to eat and drink for free.

"Please ask him to come in. He is indeed my friend." Rody nodded in agreement, feeling amused.

...

A moment of effort.

Following a sound of steady footsteps, a tall, somewhat thin man, as straight as a spear, slowly walked into the private room.

It was none other than the Rock King, Zhongli.

However, he changed his long gown into a bright yellow one embroidered with silver patterns, matched with the jade pendant around his waist and the folding fan in his hand, giving him a scholarly and elegant demeanor.

"My dear Luo, we meet again Miss Shen He." Zhongli said with a faint smile.

"Yeah, I didn't expect to see Mr. Zhong here." Rody shrugged.

Not to mention anything else, just the bright yellow robe that Zhongli was wearing would have been enough to get him beheaded in the ancient times of other worlds.

Who dares to wear the emperor's clothes?

Of course, if he himself was the emperor, he could naturally do whatever he wanted.

"Please take a seat."

Zhongli didn't hesitate to sit down in the empty seat, and said gracefully, "Excuse me for bothering you."

Zhongli is the only one who can make an ordinary chair feel like a dragon throne.

"I wonder how effective yesterday's pill was?" Rody asked.

"It's very effective. Zhongli would like to thank you, my friend."

Zhongli smiled and bowed, then looked at the curtain that was slowly being drawn towards the opposite stage.

"The show has begun, my friend. Why don't you enjoy Mr. Yun's new play first, and then we can talk."

Zhongli always has a calm and composed air about him, and he is never too hasty or too slow in doing anything.

Perhaps this is the confidence of the immortal species. After all, time, which is extremely precious to ordinary people, is the most useless thing to gods.

"Okay." Roddy knew Zhongli's character. The two of them probably met by chance, so he decided to just watch the show.

However, Shen He became more cautious after knowing Zhong Li's identity.

...

The show begins.

As soon as Yun Jin appeared, she received applause from the whole audience.

It can be seen that there are many fans, and people of all ages and genders like it, which is what is important.

In Liyue, only the older generation likes drama, while young people prefer stage plays or movies, martial arts novels, etc.

Hearing the cheers around him, Roddy also clapped his hands.

“Maybe this is the inheritance of culture.”

"Oh?" Zhongli blinked. "Cultural inheritance, this term is interesting. Can you explain it to me?"

Roddy glanced at someone, who had just said that they should listen to the show first and then chat.

"Wait until the show is over." Zhongli added with a calm smile on his face.

Well, you are the King of Rock and have the final say.

Rody's eyes turned and he smiled, "Cultural inheritance is very simple. Liyue culture can be seen as the spirit of Liyue. It represents tolerance and unity."

“It is precisely because everyone agrees with this spirit and culture that we become Liyue people and have a sense of identity with our country.”

Zhongli's originally somewhat helpless expression gradually became more serious and he listened patiently.

Anyway, with his and Roddy's abilities, it was easy for them to multitask and chat while watching the show.

"If it's not the recognition and confidence in culture, then people will wonder why I am from Liyue and not from Inazuma or Mondstadt."

Zhongli nodded thoughtfully.

"As for cultural heritage, although people are mortal, their spirit and will can be passed down through words and culture."

"Like my hometown," Luo Di gave an example, "because they want to commemorate a man of integrity and courage who would rather jump into the river and sacrifice his life for his country than live in disgrace, so there is a festival to commemorate him."

"This is cultural inheritance, using festivals to pass on each other's spirit to future generations."

Roddy glanced at Zhongli and nodded thoughtfully, then changed the subject.

"For example, my hometown's neighboring countries shamelessly claimed this holiday as their own."

"But even if they steal the festival, they can't prove the origin of the festival, nor can they pass on the spirit. It's just a false appearance, and in the end it will just make people laugh."

"Is there really such a country?" Zhongli was surprised, "Why would they steal your festival?"

"I don't know either. Maybe it's because they don't have their own cultural heritage, so they have to steal the culture of other countries. Otherwise, this country will have no meaning to exist." Rody spread his hands and answered with a smile.

"In Liyue, the country of Liyue was founded by Geo Emperor, who is the spiritual pillar."

"His spirit was passed down, and later generations rushed to emulate it, and it became a legacy."

“As long as the spirit of the Geo King is passed on, even if the Geo King suddenly disappears one day, Liyue will remain together because of its culture and will not fall apart.”

Hearing this, Zhongli raised his eyebrows, looked at Rody who was smiling at him, and nodded thoughtfully.

"This is cultural inheritance, which is really important."

Having said this, Roddy picked up the teacup and took a sip, then turned his attention back to the stage.

All that needs to be said has been said.

Next...just watch the show.

Chapter 514: Zhongli's request for help! The authority of the Dragon King?

Feiyun Slope.

On the theater stage, Yun Jin was completely immersed in the drama, ignoring the crowds of people on the street below the stage, and singing the opera seriously.

Her new play, temporarily named "The Goddess Splits the Temple", is based on a legend that has been widely circulated in Liyue recently.

After making inquiries from many sources, Yun Jin confirmed that the white-haired immortal existed.

It’s a pity that the specific deeds are difficult to know.

She could only piece together some relatively reliable rumors and add some artistic processing to create this new play.

A specific story.

The villagers were afraid of the monster in the cave and planned to sacrifice their children to appease its anger.

At this time, a little girl, who was young but had a great heart, stepped forward and volunteered to enter the cave to defeat the monster for the villagers.

In the end, the little girl fought with the monster for days and nights, and was found by the immortal when she was dying.

The immortal was impressed by the girl's strong will and moved by her bravery and dedication. He rescued the little girl, destroyed the monster, and restored peace to the villagers.

A very positive and touching story.

Yun Jin even criticized the villagers' feudal superstition in the play. Can sacrificing children really ensure the safety of the village? Why are a group of people not as brave as a child?

Such criticism is subtle but bold.

After all, in this world where evil spirits really do exist, and where immortals and gods govern Liyue, criticizing those superstitious people might cause the gods to be angry.

Most people may not feel it, but they will hate those villagers, and their mentality will change accordingly.

Rody really admired Yun Jin.

In addition, his character seems to appear in the story.

It said that a young man in the village was willing to accompany the little girl, but then in the story, there was no news of the young man.

Yun Jin never mentioned this matter later, but the metaphor was that the young man was dead.

When the play ended, the audience burst into warm applause.

Roddy was also clapping softly.

But Shen He had a cold and indifferent expression, and even a hint of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Young Master Luo seems to like this story very much?" Zhongli waited for Yun Jin to leave the stage, then he turned his gaze back to Luo Di and smiled.

"Not bad, positive and full of positive energy." Roddy nodded, as if he discovered some charm of drama.

"Is this drama like the cultural heritage you mentioned?" Zhongli asked again.

"Yeah." Roddy, who loves to teach others, moistened his lips with a cup of tea, and then said, "If this play continues to be popular, the protagonist of the story will also be widely known. She may be revered by future generations, and eventually a festival will be held to commemorate her."

Zhongli nodded and asked again, "If I know correctly, this play should be about your experiences, but it seems to be different from your deeds."

“Isn’t this a wrong inheritance?”

As he spoke, Zhongli frowned slightly.

That's where his worry lies.

If his spirit is misinterpreted and what he did is drastically altered, how can we ensure that his legacy will not change over time?

Roddy waved his hand and said, "But the spirit she promotes is not wrong, is it?"

"Take the example of the famous person from my hometown. Although he jumped into the river and died, who can really be sure that he didn't slip and fall into the river and drown while trying to escape?"

"This..." Zhongli was stunned and his expression became strange.

Rody smiled and said, "The truth will always only be known by a few people. The truth of this experience is actually not important. What is important is the subsequent impact."

"As long as the impact is good, why do we have to tell everyone the truth?"

"Is that so?" Zhongli picked up the teacup and took a sip.

At this moment, Shen He suddenly said, "No, the truth is very important!"

"Huh?" Roddy didn't expect Shen He to refute. He looked at him in surprise and saw that Shen He's indifferent expression had changed a little, with a hint of displeasure on his face.