Original God, I am the only designated Red King God Envoy of Xumi

"Slice 27 reports: Research into the derivatives of the target, 'Red King Divine Envoy,' has been completed. No noteworthy findings have been found. Next, we will conduct observation and research on the target itself."

All sorts of voices emerged in the space of consciousness at once: old, young, childish, full of energy, crazy, gloomy... They were discussing this new information with each other, but Jet had no intention of participating in the discussion and took the initiative to withdraw from the place where consciousness intersected.

"I hope... you won't bore me."

Chapter 63: The Fools

"Executive Officer, the equipment is ready and can be started at any time." In this dark laboratory made of steel, a female assistant reported her work to a man with slightly curly green hair who was observing the sample, her words full of respect.

It was nothing, simply because the person she was facing at that time was the second of the eleven executive officers among the Fatui - the Doctor.

The Fatui are an organization with followers throughout the entire continent of Teyvat. They come from the Kingdom of Winter, ruled by the Ice Queen, and few people know what goals they are pursuing.

They are all transformed people, and this so-called transformation is done by the doctor. It is just one of the most ordinary episodes in his little experiment.

Looking at the other six countries, the reputation of the Fatui is generally not very good. They are like an armed group hidden in the darkness, with powerful military force. They often try to interfere in the internal affairs of other countries and carry out various actions that are beyond the bottom line of ordinary people. Over time, almost no one likes them.

"Then, let's prepare for the experiment." The doctor chuckled, but his smile was without any warmth. He put down the sample in his hand and walked towards the corridor.

An assistant followed closely behind him, holding a video recording device so that the executive could record at any time.

The color of the corridor is no different from that of the laboratory, it is also made of steel and is also dim.

The clattering sound of the doctor and his assistant's heels on the floor became the only ambient sound around them - this changed after the two of them passed through a door again.

What I heard were shrill howls, as if someone was enduring great pain. These sounds came from rooms on both sides of the corridor, the interior of which could be observed through the glass walls.

It was an operating table, but compared to ordinary operating tables, it had many straps for restraint. At this moment, a child who was obviously underage was restrained on it. His eyeballs were bulging, and his hands, feet and torso were tightly bound with restraints. Several people wearing white coats who looked like researchers stood beside the bed, but they were conducting cruel experiments.

"Injection of Mixture No. 47. Target's metabolism is accelerating by %, accompanied by an abnormal rise in body temperature, severe pain, and difficulty breathing. Prepare to inject a sedative."

At the command of the lead researcher, another researcher picked up the syringe on the tray nearby and injected the tranquilizer into the subject's body.

The sedative took effect quickly, and in just a moment, the subject's screams of pain subsided a lot.

"Prepare for injection of mixture number two."

The researcher picked up the syringe containing the liquid that flashed purple light, and after confirming that the injection would not be obstructed, the needle tip moved closer and closer to the experimental subject.

The experimental subject struggled almost desperately, but his resistance was of no avail. As the purple liquid was injected bit by bit, the mutation occurred little by little.

"The target body's metabolism continues to increase, 53%... 69%... 84%... and still rising, and still rising!"

"Body temperature has reached a critical point...Body temperature has exceeded the safety line!"

"My heart rate is abnormally fast, exceeding the safety threshold!"

The researcher staring at the instrument was reporting, and the subject lying on the operating table began to twitch uncontrollably. His eyeballs rolled back and almost popped out, and his blood vessels began to turn purple, and the color became brighter and brighter.

"The target is starting to mutate! Experiment failed! Experiment failed!"

With the final warning, the lead researcher pressed the controller in his hand, and the collar on the subject's neck exploded in an instant, destroying the subject's head and ending his life.

The purple light in his blood vessels began to fade rapidly, and his body twitched reflexively a few times before becoming silent.

Similar experiments were happening from time to time in several other laboratories. The doctor and his assistant did not show any discomfort about the scene; they just kept moving forward.

After passing through several passages and one laboratory after another with different purposes, the two entered a facility.

A huge machine hung from the ceiling, surrounded by many auxiliary components. The entire machine was isolated from the rest of the laboratory space by high-strength transparent glass. Two researchers were already ready in front of the console. When they saw the executive officer coming, they immediately stood up and saluted.

"Lord Executive Officer!"

The doctor had no intention of returning the greeting. He simply glanced at the huge facility in the center of the room and signaled the researchers to activate it.

The researchers did not dare to delay. They started the equipment and quickly began to debug the parameters.

The huge device was driven, and a diamond-shaped "door" unfolded between the component on the top and the receiving device at the bottom. It was like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding scene. As the surrounding components were activated one by one, the mirror slowly expanded until it was the size of two people.

"The parameters have been adjusted, Mr. Executive."

"Yeah." The doctor didn't delay. He put his hand on the sensor in the center of the console to recall the information conveyed by the previous "slice" No. 27.

Following the doctor's "designation", the diamond-shaped door in the center of the device began to reflect the colors of the starry sky. The deep black was dotted with white light, forming this eye-catching picture.

——This is the art of divination.

There are many divination techniques passed down in Teyvat, including tarot, crystal balls, pendulums, water divination and even dream divination. Although the forms are different, their principles are the same.

Bypass that layer of false sky, observe the boundless sky that contains all truth in an "indirect" way, and make reasonable interpretations to get the answers you want.

Most traditional divination techniques require the cooperation of the target. Even some geniuses need to have direct contact with the target before they can perform divination, but... these restrictions do not exist for him.

As the doctor observed, the starry sky in the prism "moved" rapidly, and this scene lasted for a long time.

"...Hmm?" Half an hour passed in just a short moment, and the executive officer found nothing. This unexpected situation made everyone present except the doctor fall into silence.

"Haha... interesting." The doctor's lips curled up, and a little laughter came out of his mouth. The assistant turned on the recorder at the right time, and she knew in her heart that the executive officer was really serious.

If the doctor had previously used the device as an "interlude", then now he has devoted all his attention to it. He likes this kind of "accident", which always arouses his desire, the desire for knowledge.

The speed of the starry sky changes in the prism was stretched to the limit in an instant, making it difficult for people to keep up. The assistant and the two researchers could not see clearly, but the doctor still looked as if he was still fascinated.

"Add auxiliary factors, establish the main goal, and follow the guidance of the stars..."

“——Found it.”

As the scene in the prism froze, a strong wind suddenly blew in the laboratory where there shouldn't have been any wind, and the notes and small items on the desk were blown into a mess.

"The instrument is experiencing unexplained fluctuations!" The two researchers widened their eyes and hurriedly operated to make the instrument as stable as possible. Their clothes were blown up and they could hardly open their eyes for a moment.

The assistant still stood firmly on the floor of the laboratory, her feet seemed to have taken root, and the recorder in her hand captured the entire situation.

"Hold the instrument steady!" The doctor's attention was all focused on the prism for a moment. The wind reached a critical point over time, followed by the sudden appearance of black clouds that gathered around the instrument.

A violent thunderstorm crashed down from the dark clouds, striking the instruments indiscriminately. In just a moment, three auxiliary components malfunctioned and stopped working, causing even the star map in the prism to fluctuate.

The star map was zoomed in and out until it reached the appropriate distance.

"Boom!" An unprecedented surge of lightning struck the main component. The surging lightning elemental force flowed through it, causing a short circuit in the main component.

"Crack, crack..." Cracks appeared on the glass wall used to divide the space. If it had not been thickened for the sake of rigor and provided with an adhesive coating to prevent glass fragments from flying, it would have been completely shattered.

The main component short-circuited, and most of the entire instrument was scrapped. Without power supply, the prism shrank rapidly until it disappeared completely.

"The life star...it's actually this kind of life star!" Although the valuable device is almost scrapped, now one can only see excitement on the doctor's face.

He thought of many possibilities, but he had never expected this kind of scenario. The boundless sky was filled with "destiny stars" belonging to each person. As early as when these people were born, their future "trajectory" was engraved in the boundless sky.

The essence of the so-called divination technique is to interpret the trajectory of the destiny star, thereby revealing the most mysterious "fate". However, because the device encountered an unknown attack, he only had time to observe the destiny star for a moment.

——But this is enough.

"...It can actually trigger the 'self-respect' of the boundless sky. Huh... Now I have found an extraordinary existence."

"And that destiny star is a newly born destiny star. Its trajectory is also unpredictable and wonderful..."

The doctor kept talking to himself, and he couldn't help laughing, laughing so crazily and so happily.

"Hahahahaha-"

"Experimental log, number F-05-01. Observation of the target triggered a self-awareness within the Infinite Sky. The equipment is damaged and further operation is difficult."

"The trajectory of the target's life star is hidden, difficult to observe, and even more difficult to interpret. Its life star is not in a state of 'constancy' but rather a blazing 'rebirth'."

"Due to the unique nature of the target, all observations of its star are suspended to avoid triggering further self-respect. Record completed."

Following the doctor's gesture, the assistant turned off the recorder and put it away, while she waved to the two researchers.

The two researchers stood up nervously, saluted with a standard military salute, and quickly left the laboratory. The following records were not heard by the two of them.

"Merge the target's file into F-Classification, designation: F-05."

"In addition, arrange for a dedicated person to secretly observe all actions of the target and record them in the corresponding files."

After saying this, the doctor quickly left the laboratory, and the assistant also walked in another direction after hearing what he said.

For a moment, the laboratory was left with only a mess and damaged instruments that were still flashing arcs.

Chapter 64: Student Life

"Huh..." In the evening of Xumi City, Asheng and Gabriel were sitting together at a street stall near the Church of the Lords, eating dinner.

Ah Sheng looked obviously a little tired. After six months of intensive study, they officially became enrolled scholars in the Faculty Institute six months ago and are now in the first two years of systematic education.

The two of them also wore void devices. The green device looked like a single-sided Bluetooth headset, and was also the most common item in Xumi City.

"What's wrong? Are you under a lot of pressure from studying lately?" Gabriel was chewing on a baked pancake, which was one of the common staple foods in Xumi City. The advantage was that it was cheap. With a physique like Gabriel, three people could be full with a bowl of noodle soup.

Although their tuition fees are provided by the clan and their living expenses are subsidized, there are always unexpected situations that require money. They try to save as much as possible on weekdays, and sometimes when they have free time, they choose to do odd jobs for a day to earn some extra money.

"A little bit." A Sheng took a bite of the pancake and chewed it hard.

"Actually, it's mainly about getting along with my classmates. Probably because I'm a Sand People, I often have to complete those assignments by myself. And many of the assignments assigned by the instructor require a whole group to complete. I can't find anyone to work with, so I have to do it all by myself."

"Did you finish it by yourself?" Gabriel glanced at Asheng and asked a question first.

"Yes - this is the core of the problem." Ah Sheng sighed deeply and became a little irritated.

"I completed three three-person group assignments by myself, and each time I did well. Perhaps because I proved my ability, the voices that always mocked me disappeared."

"Isn't this a good thing?" Jibrailel took a sip of noodle soup. He didn't quite understand Asheng's thoughts.

After completing his basic education under the guidance of Falusan, Asheng went to the Amirita College of the Astronomy school, which was the school with the largest number of people in the entire academy. Among the total of 12 people who came together, 5 chose the Astronomy school. However, because Asheng chose a more specialized major - breeding, there were no Sand People with him.

Of the remaining four, two chose agriculture and the other two chose majors in ecological research.

"Hey... not everyone studies so hard. There are plenty of people who just want to join a group to get by. But when they saw that I could finish all the homework by myself, some of them who used to be indifferent to me became incredibly enthusiastic and wanted to join my group."

"You refused?"

"No, but to be honest I feel like that group..." Ah Sheng pondered, thinking about what adjective to use.

"...It's of no benefit for me to hang out with that bunch of unlearned people. Instead, it affects my studies." When he said this, Ah Sheng felt quite resentful.

There are not many people in his subject, and the tutor's ability is not particularly outstanding. He basically just reads from the textbook. After just two months here, Asheng began to regret why he chose this major.

He still felt that this major was very useful, but there was probably no future for him following such a tutor - he wouldn't be able to learn anything real. Fortunately, he had one last advantage: he assigned relatively few assignments and did not impose many restrictions on students.

Group assignments were once every two months, and individual assignments were once every two weeks, only half the normal frequency - even so, that group of people couldn't finish it. A Sheng just felt that they really didn't care.

"Haha, it's comforting to see you working so hard, but... although you can complete the group assignment by yourself, you don't have much free time to do odd jobs, right?" Gabriel waved his hand, indicating that it was time to pay the bill, including Asheng's share.

"..." This hit Asheng's sore spot. Although the Mora in his hand was enough for his daily life, if he wanted to conduct academic research, he would need more funds. The clan was not well-off at the moment, and he was too embarrassed to ask for money. It was also nonsense to apply to the academy.

To apply for funding, one needs to have sufficient "capital", which means he needs to achieve some results. But if he wants to achieve results, he needs to conduct academic research, and if he wants to conduct academic research, he needs funds. The problem is that he has no funds.

"Oh..." Ah Sheng could only sigh helplessly. He really had no idea what to do for the moment.

"If you ask me," Gabriel said, taking the noodle soup and drinking it all in one gulp, "just think of this as a 'business'. Find a wealthy person among those who ask you for favors, and let them give you Mora. You can let them put their name on the bill, and both of you will be happy that way."

"Okay, I have to go back and prepare some information for tomorrow, so I won't accompany you." Zhebrele took two bottles of fruit tea from the shopkeeper and placed one of them in front of Asheng.

Gabriel usually assists some scholars in their research. As a being who possesses the Eye of God and can control elemental power, he is not worried about not getting work, and he is not short of money.

He really liked this kid, Ah Sheng, who was determined and willing to endure hardships, so treating him to a drink was no big deal.

"See you another day." Gabriel walked quickly towards his rented house and waved goodbye to Asheng with his back to him. Asheng looked at Gabriel's back as he slowly walked away, and seemed to understand something in his heart.

There was no rule against doing so, and although it was somewhat un-academic, he did need Mora.

……

"Boom boom boom——"

As the night deepened, Singh, who had hurried back to Xumi City from Kawanyi as quickly as possible, knocked on the door. He was recommended by Seno, and during the internship period, Seno should lead him to familiarize himself with the work flow. For convenience, he lived directly with Seno.

Singh had the key to the house, but when he heard that Seno had finished his work, he chose to knock on the door to remind him.

"Let me ask you, if a crystal butterfly flies to the edge of a fire, what will it become?"

"..." Singh suddenly felt a headache. If there was any shortcoming of Seno, it must be his endless jokes in his spare time - he obviously didn't do that when he was working!

"Will... 'moth to a flame'?"

"Close, but not right. The answer is: it will become a 'fuzzy' butterfly."

"F*ck...Seno, open the door first." Singer thought he must be crazy. He not only understood it immediately, but even found it a little funny...