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

Whether it is Buyer or the Red King's Envoy, it is not appropriate for him to initiate a dispute for the time being. It is better for him to continue hiding in the dark for the time being.

……

The so-called business is a concept based on a group with sufficient purchasing power and sufficient demand. Both are indispensable, but at present, neither of these two in the Chi Nian clan meets the passing line.

To be precise, no clan in the desert currently has enough capacity to establish a "business environment" of sufficient scale. The people of sand do not have such a great demand, and the people of sand in the clan do not have any Mora to consume.

It seems that this path is completely blocked, but Amber doesn't think so.

If there is no group, then create one. It is difficult to train the members of the Chi Nian clan into a suitable group in a short period of time. Amber has a better way.

If the local population is not enough, then foreign investment will be introduced. If the local population does not have a suitable group, then ways will be found to bring in groups from outside. Coincidentally, such a group happens to exist in Teyvat.

They travel around the world, and the secrets hidden in this land make them yearn for it. They have different pursuits such as wealth, fame, excitement, will, inheritance, etc. They are adventurers.

Adventurers are an extremely large group. They are often scattered but do need a suitable "gathering place", such as the Adventurer's Association located in the core city of each country, or "branches" established in some suitable regions.

Not all areas are worth setting up branches. They must have core elements that attract adventurers, such as ruins.

It's a coincidence, a very coincidence, that there are countless relics of ancient civilizations in the desert. If there were no branches here, there would definitely be more than just these few adventurers wandering around here. In this case, Amber naturally set her sights on the Adventurer's Association.

The reason why there is no branch in the desert is not that the Adventurer's Association does not want to set up one, but that there is simply no suitable place. Clans are clans after all, and their gathering places are only enough to feed the people in the clan, not to mention the many adventurers who would come to the branch to rest and prepare.

Even if this condition is met, there is still the problem of lack of a go-between. The Adventurer's Association is not stupid, they will not invest in someone who does not have enough "credibility" - what if they lose everything?

It is a coincidence, a very coincidence that the Chi Nian clan currently meets the first condition, and Amber, the apparent messenger of the Chi King, meets the second condition.

"Greetings, respected Ms. Amber." In Amber's room, she was preparing those potions. With the expansion of the scale, the frequency of preparing a batch from half a month has increased to a batch per week. Although it is a bit hard, it is not worth mentioning compared with the harvest.

Ah Ji was holding a letter in his hand and reading it to Amber. The envelope was very gorgeous, sealed in the middle with sealing wax, and there was also the emblem of the Adventurer's Association on it.

"We are delighted that you have made this proposal. The desert has long been a treasure land that has attracted many adventurers. However, along with these alluring secrets comes a barren environment and numerous dangers. To be honest, many adventurers have fallen into eternal sleep beneath the yellow sands."

"The Adventurer's Association has long struggled to establish a branch in the desert. If a branch could escort the adventurers and provide assistance, it would likely reduce casualties. Therefore, when we received your proposal, we were deeply grateful."

"You proposed to us that we could establish a branch within the Chi Nian clan. Our response to this is: why not?"

"There's no better place than the Chi Nian Clan, and no one more credible than you. We're happy to accept your proposal. The team to initially establish a branch will arrive within a week. We hope you'll be able to bear with us from now on."

"To the stars and the abyss—may we have a happy cooperation, respected Lady Amber."

"President of the Xumi Adventurer's Association, September 9th."

"Are you so sure that they will agree... If they don't agree, your commercial district will have to be shelved for a while even if it is built, right?" Aji put the letter away, put it back on the table, and flew to Amber's side.

"The Adventurer's Association is likely to agree. The numerous ruins are one of the few features of the desert." Amber mixed the liquid grass elemental power into the potion. This was already the fortieth potion she had prepared.

These agents need to be diluted with water when used. One bottle of agent is enough to mix nearly 50 liters of nutrients that can be used directly for spraying, which is enough to cover a large area.

"I finally found the advantages of the desert, so I must make good use of it." Amber explained slowly while taking care of the work at hand.

"But it's true that the current consortium doesn't have a consumer group. What are you going to do next?"

"Could it be possible to just pay salaries to those tribesmen who are busy planting trees and fixing sand?"

Ah Ji sat on the table, his legs swinging in the air, his finger tapping his upper lip as he lost himself in thought.

"What's the point of doing that?" Amber chuckled. "Given the current situation in the Wind Erosion Land, doing this is like transferring money from one hand to the other. The total amount remains the same. The focus should be on how to 'earn Mora from the outside world.'"

If we ignore external factors, doing this in the wind-eroded land is still similar to barter, except that there is an additional process of converting it into Mora. Moreover, the people of the sand, who are now organized into clans, have no so-called "consumption" concept at all.

Everything they do is to survive. Being able to fill their stomachs is already satisfying their needs. That is survival, not life, so naturally there is no question of anything like compensation.

Without demand, there is naturally no talk of so-called buying and selling. Currently, most of the business activities here are conducted on a clan-by-clan basis with caravans, purchasing items needed by the clan and then distributing them centrally. There is no business environment similar to that of Xumi City.

Now that life is gradually getting better and we are beginning to integrate with civilization, we naturally cannot avoid these things. It is time to make a change.

Chapter 67: Dream

"Ha... I enjoyed the meal today--" As evening approached, Ah Ji sat on Amber's shoulder and rubbed his stomach. With the arrival of Labor Day, all the Sand People who were originally busy planting trees got a day off. In addition to some arrangements made by Amber before, everyone gathered together for a good meal. The children were probably the ones who had the most fun in the festive atmosphere.

Little Jade was still playing hopscotch with a few other girls, while Amber took Ah Ji back to the room first.

Several scholars from the expedition team were also immersed in this atmosphere, especially the two scholars of the Cause Theory School who were planning to study folk customs - they finally found what they wanted to study!

The thought of this almost overwhelmed them with excitement. They had initially thought they would return empty-handed, but now they had material for their papers! When discussing the significance of this festival, the Sand People who were explaining it to them spoke vividly.

"I've lived for more than 30 years, and this is the second time I've celebrated a festival to commemorate ordinary people like us - the first time was when it was first established." The heavily bearded uncle's words were interspersed with various gestures to highlight his devotion.

One of the two female scholars focused all her attention on the words of the Sand People uncle, while the other looked at Amber's back as she left.

No one noticed that her eyes had changed in that instant, becoming calm and reserved, flashing with clear colors.

"...Hmm?" Amber, who had reached the corner, suddenly felt someone's gaze focused on her back. She turned her head and began to sense it, but the feeling was fleeting and she didn't feel anything was wrong.

"Huh? What's wrong with you?" The scholar who had previously focused all her attention on the words of the uncle from the Sand People noticed that her companion next to her looked a little dizzy, and her companion just shook her head when she heard it.

"...Nothing, I just felt dizzy suddenly." A mark composed of four leaf-shaped patterns appeared in her open eyes. The mark was gradually becoming lighter until it disappeared completely.

"You're so sharp..." Far away in the Jingshan Palace at the top of Xumi City, Buyer in the green cage opened his eyes again, and his calm voice was mixed with imperceptible loss.

"..." Amber concentrated her mind to perceive, but found nothing. The emotions of the people around her were mostly normal, and there was no negative or malicious emotion.

Amber narrowed her eyes slightly, looking a little serious. Although she could not rule out the possibility of a sudden neurotic episode, it was better to be cautious during such a festival.

Amber pushed open the door and placed the hourglass on the windowsill. The members of the two teams who spent the festival with the Chi Nian people noticed this scene one after another. Although they remained calm on the surface, they had secretly begun to check for any suspicious people around them.

"Then, Jet, why don't you come over and have something to eat with us?" Geller uncapped his pen and prepared to write something on paper. "Our investigation will be over tomorrow afternoon, and we may not have the opportunity to encounter a festival like this again in the future."

"I have no interest in festivals. Festivals that commemorate the ordinary people of the sand who work... are extremely boring." Najet seemed to be flipping through a book. He had not left the room since early this morning and was in a very dull mood.

"Okay." Seeing this, Gler didn't say anything. Everyone has his own way of living, and it would be inappropriate for Jet to interfere if he doesn't like it.

"Hmm..." Gler pondered. He raised his head and looked at the starry sky outside the window, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart.

The inspection trip in the past few days has allowed him to see so much, and the current Labor Day has shown him a new way of thinking. It is indeed a fruitful harvest.

He has mastered a lot of knowledge but is not arrogant, and has made many great deeds but has never lost his original intention. This messenger of God is probably a truly great man. When the people of the sand shout "Long live the messenger of God", the messenger of God shout "Long live the people of the sand".

She repeatedly emphasized the contributions made by the vast majority of the Sand People with their hands and sweat, but seemed not to care about her own achievements. At that moment, Gler felt for a moment that this messenger of God truly possessed "divinity."

There were so many things he wanted to write on paper at once that he didn't know where to start. Gler thought for a long time until the Chinanian clan fell silent again.

……

In Amber's room, little Jade was lying on the bed and snoring soundly, while Ah Ji had buried his entire town spirit in the quilt. Both the man and the town spirit slept very soundly, but Amber did not look in good condition.

She seemed to be having a not-so-wonderful dream, with her brows furrowed.

She saw it, the meeting of the three gods of Xumi, the question and answer between the gods that marked the birth of the alliance of the three gods.

The hostess of the flower heard that somewhere in Xumi, there was a god known for his wisdom, so she came to visit with the red king, bringing gifts and three questions.

"What is it that is as cold as a dead thing when it is alive, but can bring a warm evening breeze to people after it disappears?"

Inside the hall, a god with stunning beauty asked a question to another god whose eyes were full of wisdom and compassion. The compassionate god pondered for a moment and gave the answer.

"You're talking about the ephemeral rose of late spring, whose thorns never conceal its beauty; whose blossoms are plucked to make rich perfume, and whose stems are severed to make the core of an oil lamp."

"Throughout history, countless lovers have been enchanted by her, even kings with crimson flags have admired her beauty; yet the rose has never yearned for anyone, only to wither away with the new moon and morning dew."

The hostess of the flower secretly praised in her heart, but her beautiful face remained as calm as ever. She took a step forward calmly and asked the second question.

"What is it that goes up from the earth to the sky and comes down from the sky, and no one has ever seen it, yet it looks at everything, and what is above is just like what is below, and what is below is like what is above, but it can only go down from above, not from below up?"

Without missing a beat, the benevolent deity offered her answer: "You speak of the law established on high, the divine plan forged from the beginning. No one on earth has ever witnessed the eternal law, yet it always governs all things."

"You must bow down to the spirit of Valina, and do not be presumptuous, deceitful, or foolish. If you dare to imitate the forbidden art, only calamity and destruction await you at the edge of wisdom."

The hostess of the flower could hardly contain her joy. She managed to maintain her coolness and saluted the all-knowing person in front of her, and asked her the third question.

"What is it that cannot withstand arrows, yet can withstand destruction? What cannot penetrate armor, yet can destroy a city? What will not yield to the angels of heaven, nor to the kingdoms of the earth, and neither gods nor demons, with all their might, can overcome it?"

"--wisdom."

Three questions could not stump the merciful god, and when the hostess of the flowers heard her answer, she could no longer hide her praise.

The mistress of flowers, the kind and wise tree king, and the king of red flags thus concluded a solid alliance.

"The Tree King is worthy of being the all-knowing god of wisdom. The answer she gave was exactly the same as the fate of both of us." A majestic male voice echoed in Amber's ears, and the meeting between the three gods that she saw with her eyes came to a halt and slowly lost its color.

Amber felt that she couldn't move even a finger, and could only passively look and listen, but she didn't panic at all for no reason - if you ask why, it was intuition, an intuition that came out of nowhere.

"In that turbulent era when demons strife each other, the three of us decided to share the royal power and lead our people to a prosperous future together."

Accompanied by a voice that was majestic yet tinged with reminiscence, what Amber saw was transformed into another scene. She saw the center of the most gorgeous oasis where time had stopped, and the three gods were sitting in their respective seats and talking.

"Heh... things don't always go as planned. Things haven't developed into the peaceful and stable world I envisioned."

"Although an eternal oasis has been built, the so-called 'eternity' is ultimately a lie. The mistress of flowers often sighs. I regard her as my partner, so I ask her why she sighs."

"She showed me the truth of the heavens. Invaders from beyond the heavens brought destruction and also gave the earth the delusion of breaking free from its shackles. The master of the heavens feared delusion and the thought of breaking free, so he sent down celestial nails to correct the earth and destroy the mortal kingdom."

"She warned me not to peek into the secrets of the sky and the abyss, but her pain stemmed precisely from these very things. I secretly made the wish to overstep my bounds, and that's when her suffering began."

"I told her about my ambitions, and she was eventually convinced by me. From then on, I embarked on a journey that was doomed to destruction."

"Even the wisest tree king was horrified by this. This is a fantasy that is unique in this world."

"She brought me an opportunity with her life. The eternal oasis was filled with yellow sand because of her passing. I returned from the sky-covering wind and sand, but I had lost the mistress of flowers forever."

"I didn't tell the Flower God's most loyal followers, the town spirits, the truth. I lied to them, and they pledged their loyalty to me because of that lie."

"I built the Eternal Oasis as the mausoleum of the Flower Goddess, and entrusted Lilupal with the task of guiding mortals to build a godless city for mortals."

"'A king should rule over a people as lost as sheep, like a prophet.' I told Lilupal this. I have always believed that only such a person can lead the people into a truly human era."

"And the wise Tree King, because of the Flower Goddess's death, resolved to forge the divine machine that would summon rain."

"When a long time passed and I finally left that eternal oasis, the city of Gür, which was supposed to be ruled by humans, had already fallen into ruin. In the vast desert, vassal kings divided the land and fought against each other."

"One of my goals with the Flower God has been shattered. Humans are ultimately unable to escape from the gods. They still call out my name, praying that I can once again bring peace to the troubled world."

The majestic voice paused for a moment, and Amber only heard a deep sigh.

"After that, I once again ruled the people of the desert, determined to create for them a perfect utopia—Aru. Deep underground, the wise tree king also created a rain-making device called 'Faluna,' and thus the first rainforest was born."

"I gazed at both the past and the future, but paid no attention to the present. The whispers of the abyss led me astray. The golden dreamland, originally meant for mortals, ultimately became a forum for the three gods of my dreams."

"Perhaps this is what I really want. I still miss the time when the three of us discussed the truth in the eternal oasis."

"Forbidden knowledge is like the most vicious poison, yet it also exudes the sweetest fragrance. When the golden dreamland collapses in disaster, the poison spreads with it."

"——The disaster is irreversible, and a new Aru has been built, but this Aru is my own tomb."

"I prayed to the tree king to sever the sins I had committed and put an end to the disaster. Thus, my story came to an end."

The surrounding scene changed rapidly, and in a moment it became extremely white, so dazzling that Amber closed her eyes reflexively.

When she opened her eyes again, what came into view was the eternal oasis she had seen before. The Red King of the sun and yellow sand was sitting in the chair that belonged to him, waiting for Amber to approach.

He observed Amber, and Amber observed him, their two pairs of bright amber eyes staring at each other, their short black hair and pure white long hair blown by the wind.

"I have waited for a long time for this visitor from beyond the starry sky—my divine messenger."

Chapter 68: Three Questions and Three Answers Between God and Man

Amber observed the majestic king. His eyes were like the finest gems, containing the brilliance of the sun. His long white hair was like the finest silk, draped behind his head.

He wore a jackal crown on his head and held a golden scepter in his hand. He did not look strong, but every part of his body contained unimaginable power.

Thousands of words are unable to describe the glory of this king. All the tremors are combined into one sentence. Amber's feelings can probably be described by only four words: Damn, it's the Red King!

The Red King rested his elbows on the armrests, his body leaning slightly. He looked at Amber with interest, proving that his previous words "my messenger of God" were just a joke.

Perhaps a sense of humor is a standard feature of this type of person? After much thought, Amber could only come up with this answer.

Even though what was unfolding before her was such an unexpected situation, Amber's expression showed almost no fear. She clearly remembered that she had fallen asleep, so she could only be dreaming at that moment.

Amber walked silently to a chair and slowly leaned over to sit down, with the fingertips of her hands facing each other, like a pyramid.

Perhaps she was obviously no match for the Red King in terms of strength, but in terms of momentum, the two were on par. The Red King secretly admired her for her composure despite the crumbling situation before her.

"Can you guess why I invited you here?" The Red King faced Amber and asked his first question.

"If you want to punish me, then the truth you showed me before was unnecessary. Considering the significance of this place in your life - King Chi, do you want to discuss the Dao with me?" What should have been a question was said by Amber in a statement tone. She could only think of this possibility.

"Hahahahahaha." Laughter came from the mouth of the Red King. He laughed very happily. Amber's words hit the nail on the head.