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So, I am going to be wanted.

Lu Li thought.

Kiyana, this guy, took the initiative to demolish a piece of primitive trees, and even made the ranger pass out from anger.

...

Being wanted kind of thing...

No.

Before knowing the remaining value of Sumeru...

I don't want to be killed by God of Grass, I want to ascend to the throne!

A capitalist whose thinking is completely different from normal people thinks this way.

He was going to pick up Mei Li and Qiyana and run away.

Then--

I don't know if it's an illusion.

There seems to be a badminton in the distance.

what...

Lu Li rubbed his eyes.

No, aren't Teyvat's creatures so rich?

Badminton can become fine.

Then rub your eyes vigorously.

Only then did Lu Li see clearly that it was a phantom.

Green eyes.

Gradient hair color from silver to green.

The appearance has a certain similarity with Kiyana...

what...

understood.

It's the God of Grass version of Deli who is stupid.

Lu Li hammered his hand and came to a conclusion.

"Inazuma over there... please don't look at me with such impolite eyes."

As if he noticed Lu Li's eyes as if he was looking at Theresa, the young god couldn't help showing a little unhappiness on his face.

"Inazuma daimyo...?"

Kiyana's eyes widened.

Then, he couldn't help but raised his body and looked at a certain guy.

"You still have this identity?"

"Ah... how should I put it, I caught too much Pokémon back then, and accidentally took the people from Haiqi Island to capture the shogunate..."

The boy said words that made people really not know where to complain.

No, why did you rebel after catching Pokémon?

And the fucking rebellion succeeded.

"Then what is the relationship between Coral Palace Xinhai and you?!"

However, the focus of Kiyana's observation is obviously not daimyo.

She was more concerned about the relationship between a certain guy between an ornamental fish and a water dragon king and this stray teddy in front of her.

"She insists on marrying me."

"Well, her prestige is not enough to overwhelm everyone in Daozao, so she needs to use my name..."

"In short, it's my acquiescence. The new shogunate was established in my name, and I, the mascot, was promoted as the daimyo."

The boy said simply.

Kiyana opened her mouth.

No.

How come you, a birdman, can get mixed up in the circle of the ruling class anywhere?

Perhaps, this is the material that should be hung on the street lamp or put into the basement.

Miss Kiyana was thoughtful.

"So, little auspicious grass king, what do you want from me?"

Perhaps because of her wise appearance, Lu Li directly called out her divine name.

"Hey hey hey—you know me?"

The god on the opposite side was obviously stunned.

"I don't know, but I've heard a legend that people in another world will be fired after going through the collapse, and then come to Tivat to get a job again."

The boy said words that made the God of Wisdom dumbfounded.

Laid off and reemployed?

However, I was born as a void terminal...

Not laid off!

"Let me introduce myself, I'm Nashida...for the time being, I can be regarded as the god of this country."

"Damyo Inazuma, it's an honor to meet you. This time, if you want to visit Sumeru, I am willing to serve as your tour guide."

After thinking for a long time, the girl who still couldn't figure out what Lu Li was talking about, chose to fight internally and began to introduce herself.

"Ah... Lu Li, do you have so much face in this world? Let God be your tour guide?"

Qiyana couldn't help being startled.

"No, that's because I'm the number one rebel in Tivat..."

Lu Li told the truth expressionlessly.

Qiyana's face suddenly became embarrassing.

Oh.

Almost forgot.

Lu Li is still somewhat famous among the gods of Teyvat.

It can't be said that it is Megatron, but it can also be regarded as notorious.

after all--

Bringing Haiqi Island to overthrow the shogunate.

Proper Rebel One.

For a young god like Nashida, he was undoubtedly someone who needed to be on high alert.

Of course, if she has been around for thousands of years, her attitude towards rebels may change a bit.

For the Demon God, the value brought by humans is the emotional value similar to that of cats.

In God's eyes, human independence is like a cat announcing, "From today onwards, I will shovel shit and clean the room by myself, and smelly humans don't bother me to cook cat food."

Nashida, who is a shit shoveler for the first time, will feel at a loss.

She felt as if she was rejected by the cat owner.

But instead of Mr. Zhongli, who has been shoveling shit for thousands of years... he would just beat his chest and stamp his feet.

"Damn it, Daozuma's cats have already learned how to lift people up, why does Liyue's cat want me to shovel shit? Why haven't there been cats to lift me up yet!"

I am really envious.

Looking at the Grass God who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Lu Li thought for a while, then nodded.

This fellow Mei Li is pretending to be dead and quitting, and probably won't cooperate if she doesn't show her bravery.

Now, it seems good to have God Sumeru leading the way.

"I want to see this country, the best magic. Of course, if possible, I hope to have a look at Sumi's gdp form... is it possible?"

The boy smiled at the young god.

Hidden knife in laughter.

I don't know what kind of young god I met, just nodded.

"it is good."

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Holy Order.

As a country of knowledge, it is inevitable that factions are divided according to research.

There are six types of factions.

Biologicalism

Affiliated to Amitabha Academy, including biology, ecology, medicine and other sub-disciplines.

The daily life is farming and animal husbandry, and there are often factions whose corn cobs are broken, which leads to the tragedy of students repeating grades.

Minglun School

Relying on the Lido Vatican Academy, with the starry sky as its research center, it believes that the sky reflects truth and engraves destiny, including astronomy, astrology and other disciplines.

Because stargazing props are expensive, this profession is rich in philosophers and poor ghosts.