Genshin Impact: Towards Godhood

When power and responsibility are too clearly divided, situations like this occasionally arise.

Rama had a habit of judging what responsibilities a person should bear based on their identity and power. Similarly, gratitude could also be calculated very precisely.

In his interactions with Nahida, it was usually Nahida who accepted his reasoning.

During this period, the god was still a caged bird in the Sanctuary of Surasthana, while Rama was already active in the outside world, pushing towards his ultimate goal.

Nahida had nothing, so when reasoning, she inevitably felt lacking.

Faruzan was not accustomed to this way of communication, but neither Rama nor Nahida needed her to get used to it.

You know what you should do, but if you don't want to, then don't. They had little expectation of you anyway.

Thus, the future prominent figure of the Haravatat lay on the sickbed, claiming that she was too ill to return to the Akademiya.

"She needs a lot of time to accept all this," Nahida observed the girl, who had closed her eyes in pain, with a hint of sympathy in her words.

"This is what she needs to accept," Rama had already shown his sympathy, so he was expressionless now.

"It's time to welcome the last batch of guests," he said, looking beyond the factory.

As Tanit's power grew, the desert had almost become Rama's domain.

He had dismantled and packaged the remnants of the Scarlet King's ruins and the relics of Khaenri'ah from the desert, and continued to procure goods from the outside world.

However, this business could not last long because the Akademiya had already begun to cut off supplies.

In most people's eyes, the Akademiya was the real power. If they wanted to choke the desert, few merchants dared to defy them.

But there were always people willing to do these things.

For example... the Fatui.

"Your Majesty, the Fatui from the northern land of Snezhnaya request an audience."

Surprisingly, even the Fatui knew some etiquette.

"They even use the term 'request an audience'... let them in," Rama chuckled. "Don't keep our guests waiting."

Dori was not Rama's first choice, so her refusal did not bother him.

The Fatui delegation waiting outside was very calm.

No one questioned their superior about why they should respect a small regime in the desert, although they were indeed puzzled.

A kingdom?

There were only seven human nations in Teyvat. The kingdom here could only refer to Sumeru.

A small regime occupying just the desert, how dare they call themselves a kingdom?

They were curious but did not ask.

The leading Electro Cicin Mage was very patient.

"Please, guests from Snezhnaya," the Falcon on guard said warily, "His Majesty is willing to meet you now."

"Thank you," the mage said gently, "and please accept this gift."

She straightforwardly handed over a gift, which was actually a bribe.

The Falcon hesitated but accepted the gift.

After all, it was a gesture of goodwill. It would be inappropriate to keep a stern face when the other party was being friendly.

After the messengers left, he quickly left his post and delivered the gift to Babel.

How to handle it was up to the elders to decide.

As a hunter, it was better not to think about such matters.

The place to receive the guests was a section of the Scarlet King's ruins. After some modifications, it looked magnificent enough not to lose face.

Rama had not built any residences or guest reception places.

He often slept in the factory himself, so naturally, he didn't put much thought into these areas.

The projection that stayed in the new core territory of the tribe was not his real body but a projection.

"Welcome, guests from the Fatui," Rama's words were straightforward, "Please state your purpose directly."

The Electro Cicin Mage was taken aback.

According to the usual protocol, they should exchange some pleasantries first. For example, she could praise Rama's greatness and how he accomplished such feats in the harsh desert environment—though the Fatui did not think it was particularly praiseworthy, they had to admit it was not an easy task.

However, Rama did not give her this opportunity and went straight to the point.

"Compared to the Fatui, even Sumeru does not seem very powerful, let alone the desert tribes at present," Rama said again. "If it's business, the Fatui can be more straightforward."

The Fatui had started too early.

The Cataclysm five hundred years ago caused great trouble for the seven nations, but taking this as a dividing line, Snezhnaya fully supported the organization known as the Fatui afterwards.

The Jester searched the world for suitable executors, eventually assembling the current eleven seats.

They had been preparing for today's plan since five hundred years ago, coincidentally aligning with the time when Lumine or Aether awakened, leading to the main storyline.

No matter how much Rama thought, he couldn't imagine himself crushing a kingdom's five hundred years of preparation.

"The Akademiya has noticed the unrest in the desert and has begun to block supplies from entering," during negotiations, people often highlighted the opponent's predicament rather than directly stating their own needs.

The job of the Electro Cicin Mage was like this.

Friend, your situation is dire, only I can help you.

So lower your price, or if I leave, you won't hold out.

"Indeed, it is somewhat troublesome," Rama nodded, not waiting for the other to smile, "Fortunately, I excavated the Scarlet King's mausoleum and the Eternal Oasis, obtaining ancient technology, so it's not unbearable."

"Scarlet King's mausoleum? Eternal Oasis?"

She couldn't hold back and her tone rose.

"Of course," Rama remained calm, "Otherwise, where does the Fatui think my technology comes from?"

"If I hadn't inherited the ancient legacy, my plan wouldn't have gone so smoothly."

Inheriting the will of the gods was not a secret that couldn't be told.

On the contrary, it was information that could be widely publicized.

"I see," the Electro Cicin Mage accepted the explanation.

The Akademiya suspected it was their doing, but the Fatui couldn't also suspect that it was their own doing.

They knew their capabilities. The Fatui did have similar technologies, but they wouldn't promote them to a group of desert dwellers.

Even Delusions required experimental data before being freely distributed among the resistance forces on Watatsumi Island.

"Even if it's the legacy of the ancient era, you still need external resources, don't you?"

If the Flower God and the Scarlet King could create things out of thin air, that would be a different story.

But they shouldn't have that level of ability.

"It is indeed a bit tricky," Rama didn't argue, "So I plan to launch a final attack, to defeat the Akademiya's armed forces in one fell swoop, thus ending the desert's predicament."

Reckless behavior.

The Electro Cicin Mage's smile became somewhat mocking.

"And what about the God of Wisdom? Maybe the Akademiya's army is easy to deal with, but at this point, the god will surely intervene personally."

She asked a question that everyone would think of, "How do you plan to deal with a god?"

(End of Chapter)