People in Xumi: I am really not the Dragon King

Chapter 599 Wendy: With so many faiths gathered, my friend, are you perhaps planning to resurrect the God of Thunder?

"Lord Goro, the patrol personnel have been arranged!"

"After the gods issued their message, everyone has been looking forward to it for days. Everyone is now full of energy, and with General Goro's command, there shouldn't be any mishaps in this security operation!"

The next day, at the castle tower, the plaza where soldiers usually trained.

An adjutant reported on the progress of the operation with great excitement, his words filled with barely suppressed anticipation and enthusiasm.

All the work done so far will pay off tomorrow, and right now, not just the soldiers, but every Inazuma resident is paying close attention to the upcoming ceremony.

"Okay, pass the word down and have the soldiers check the list one last time, trying to become as familiar as possible with the portraits on it."

"Although the capture and separation during the ceremony are mainly handled by another group of soldiers, we will still do our best to intercept anyone on the list who tries to escape."

"I know everyone is looking forward to the ceremony, but let's not forget that there are still many procedures to go through before that."
The people have been waiting for this day for a long time, and our job is to ensure they can look forward to it with peace of mind.”

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Gorō was giving orders with a serious expression, and he seemed quite adept at handling the task at hand.

He was discovered to have a talent for logistics and security coordination during a previous operation.
Compared to commanding his legion in external battles on the front lines, Goro himself was better at dealing with these trivial but equally important internal issues when the "secret formulas" couldn't keep up.

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"Alright, that should be all that's left for now. Is there anything else you didn't understand?"

"I know that many soldiers haven't been able to take a proper vacation for quite some time."
But rest assured, after this mission is completed, I will request that all soldiers who haven't taken leave be granted an extended leave.

Facing several squad leaders at the same time, Goro assigned different tasks to them one by one.

He doesn't miss any details in events and has a keen understanding of his subordinates' feelings; Ms. Chiyo had previously praised him for this ability.

The other party said that she was only good at leading soldiers to kill as many enemies as possible on the battlefield, and that when she was busy, she would forget some things more or less.
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"Hmm? Any other questions? You seem to have been watching this place for quite some time."

"Don't worry, we still have some time. Just ask."

Turning his head, he keenly noticed the hesitant expression on the face of the squad leader next to him, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.
Thinking that the other person hadn't understood something, Goro asked in a reassuring tone.

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"Ahem, actually it's nothing related to the current mission. I just wanted to ask General Goro where you had those statues of gods made?"

"The deity of Mount Sumeru helped Inazuma so much that many people now want to place a statue of him on their home shrines."

"Even simple statues are in short supply right now, but the ones in your house look so exquisite, as if they grew out of the ground themselves. Many soldiers in the army have asked me to inquire about them."

After being called out, he said his question somewhat embarrassedly. The group of people here had actually discussed the topic on their way here.

The Inatsume Shrine actually enshrines many different gods and monsters, so it's not surprising that General Goro suddenly started worshipping those Sumeru-level deities.

At this particular juncture, it is only because he, like those who are grateful for the resurrection ceremony, feels the need to repay this grace from the gods.

However, the statues of those deities in Sumeru are not as numerous as the General's lacquerware; currently, even the designs are based on the few provided by the scholars of the Order Academy.

Despite working day and night, the finished product was only passable, and even so, it was still in short supply.

However, the statues enshrined in Goro's house were not only impeccably crafted and lifelike, clearly the result of careful research, but also appeared to have grown naturally as if controlled by a Grass-type God's Eye holder, without any trace of artificial embellishment.
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"The origins of those statues, I..."

I was a little stuck for a moment; I didn't expect anyone to ask about something like this.

After safely returning from the meeting, Goro, who had spent considerable time observing his appearance at the Kyoto Institution, paused, racking his brains to come up with an explanation:
"—I have a friend who happens to be a great worshipper of the gods of Sumeru, and she also has a grass-attribute god's eye. She helped make these statues."

“I know everyone is very interested in the origin of the idol, but my friend is unpredictable and busy with other things, so I'm afraid he won't be able to spare much time.”

Goro decided to keep the secret that Miss Hina was him to himself for the rest of his life. Except for the last time when he made the statue, Goro was certain that he would never change his mind, no matter how dangerous the situation became.

Two experiences as Ms. Hina are enough, at most at the next fan meeting.
His thoughts paused for a moment,
I realized that my bottom line had been slightly shaken without me even noticing.
Like slamming on the brakes midway down a bottomless abyss, Goro quickly shook his head, trying to shake off that dangerous thought by focusing on the work-related issues at hand.

"—Ying, how's it going? Is the space below cleared?"

"I never imagined that resurrecting people would require such a large area. Paimon suddenly understands why it took so long to prepare."

Outside Inazuma Castle, north of Konta Village, lies a vast wasteland.

Flying in the sky, Ying and Paimon were intently checking the ritual venue below, making sure that no humans or monsters had wandered in.

The highly anticipated resurrection ceremony will begin early tomorrow morning.
After working so hard for so long, we finally got this precious opportunity. As the most important part of the entire preparation chain, the inspection of the ceremony venue and the maintenance of order in the surrounding area must not have any mistakes.

"There shouldn't be any humans or monsters in this space anymore, at least I haven't found any."

“Miss Kujo Sara has already mobilized most of the Tenryo Enforcers’ personnel to guard the surrounding area and arrest criminals. Just to be on the safe side, let’s circle around a couple more times.”

With low-power activation of the elemental amplification device obtained from Mondstadt, Luminous used the wind elemental force to form six small, light blue wings of light behind her.

She wasn't unfamiliar with the experience of flying; because of the considerable altitude, she was actually using elemental power to support Paimon beside her.
"Speaking of which, why can't you fly any higher, Paimon? What exactly is the principle behind your flight, Paimon?"

"I don't usually sense any fluctuations in elemental power. Are you like a balloon filled with air, Paimon, only unable to fly high because you've gotten too fat?" "--Waaah! No way! Paimon isn't fat! At most, just a tiny bit!"

"—It's just a bit strenuous to fly high; with a little effort, Paimon can manage that altitude."

Paimon tries to clarify things with her partner who has seriously misunderstood her, but she feels that Bright is becoming increasingly disrespectful to her, the knowledgeable "top guide".

Although she eats a little too much, it's not like she's so fat she can't fly.
"—Huh? What's that over there?!"

"—Ying, look! So many cherry blossom petals are slowly gathering here! Should we hurry up and collect them?"

"Um, wait a minute, Paimon seems to remember the Divine Child saying that we shouldn't worry about seeing similar situations. Is this part of the ritual?"

"But the ritual has already begun? With so many cherry blossom hydrangeas, do they really need cherry blossom petals to resurrect the person?"

As they flew, they suddenly saw a large amount of "ingredients" that could be used to make Sakura Mochi gathering in the direction of the shadow mountain. Even the cherry blossom petals had formed a crimson cloud that covered the ground.

Knowing how difficult it was to find this thing, Paimon immediately tugged at Ying beside him, thinking that this must be some kind of anomaly.

But before he could finish speaking, he sensed the unusually calm look in his companion's eyes.

After carefully recalling the previous announcement, Paimon, whose mind had been preoccupied with the Scarlet Cherry Blossom Mochi, realized that she might have indeed been overreacting.
"This is a phenomenon that has been reported. Although no one knows exactly what it is for, it is not an abnormal situation that needs to be reported."

"Paimon, I suggest you don't think about stealing some to make Sakura Mochi now. If you really want to eat some, you can wait until after the ceremony tomorrow."

With a slight sigh, Ying had grown accustomed to her incredibly perceptive and expert guide; she knew what Ying was thinking even without her asking.

Shifting my gaze back, I looked up at the special area in front of me where petals were falling like rain, creating a dreamlike atmosphere.
After gazing at it for a while, Ying had a vague feeling that these petals gathered here were as if they were nurturing something.
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The thought process ended there. No matter what she did, she couldn't connect the resurrection to the cherry blossoms. The blonde girl finally shook her head, concluding that it must be her imagination.

"Alright, the preparations are complete. Now we just need to wait for the will and faith of the people to come together."

"After the news was released, the incident was allowed to ferment for so long, and then the wishes of the entire nation were gathered in the form of a ceremony."

"Although the Sumeru natives don't place much importance on faith, considering that this is Inazuma, this kind of power should be one of the easiest forms of power for the gods here to utilize."

Around the site of the resurrection ceremony is a mountaintop with several cherry blossom trees growing on its top.

Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief as he watched everything proceeding smoothly below, certain that all the necessary preparations had been completed.

Turning his head, he looked at Wendy and the old man beside him.
Temporarily escaping the atmosphere of the festival, Lin Feng knew very well that they had followed him here specifically to have a heart-to-heart talk with each other.

"Although I have seen it countless times, my friend's ability to foresee the future is truly enviable."

"Oh? What makes you say that, sir?"

"The remnants of those souls still have a chance to live. With your abilities, it wouldn't be difficult to rebuild their bodies. If it were just to bring these people back, there would be no need for such a grand display."

"As I see it, this collective will and faith does not seem to be intended to bring ordinary people back to life."

"If it weren't for the effort you've put in so far, young friend, such pure and solid power would probably take decades or even centuries to accumulate to its level under stable conditions."

Looking up at the sky, observing the world before them from a perspective different from that of ordinary people...
Zhongli was able to see that Inazuma's power of desire had become incredibly strong at this moment. Even throughout the Seven Kingdoms, there were very few opportunities to purify faith to this extent.

Normally, people's faith is like a stream flowing down from a high mountain; the more stable a country is, the more gentle and stable this force will be.

However, the woman in front of him, Inazuma, was clearly not in a normal state.

What my young friend has done is like building a dam, gathering the faith that the people can offer at this moment to the greatest extent possible, thus forming an extremely exaggerated peak of faith.

It was obvious that his young friend did not need to go to such great lengths to acquire power.
At this moment, the only reason he would do this is probably...
"—Friend, are you really planning to take this opportunity to bring back my and the old man's old friend?"

"My father and I discussed it for a long time, and in the end, we could only come up with this one possibility."

"Although I don't know where you got this information, there are probably more problems to deal with than you can imagine."

Suddenly, a head popped up from the side. A certain green-skinned drunkard was worried that Lin Feng would revive the person before a certain correct moment.

It's like watching anxiously for a long time, only to have all your efforts wasted at the last moment before you could finally relax. If that were to actually happen, the person who initially granted you a sliver of "time" would likely experience an unimaginable rollercoaster of emotions.
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"Oh, don't worry, I know."

"I understand your concerns and I am trying my best to avoid things that require extra effort."

"Although I don't have much affection for these sneaky guys so far, since they haven't come out to cause trouble, I naturally won't deliberately make them work overtime."

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His words were like a riddle, but to the three people present, they were as straightforward as could be.

Of course, it's impossible to simply drag the real one out of the Shadow's sword right now just to mess with the mentality of some lazy worker; that would lead to a whole series of troublesome problems.

You could sense that Wendy and even the old man himself wanted to see an old friend again, but they had some reservations.

Having done a lot of preparation beforehand, Lin Feng tossed the void terminal he had once lent to Ying in his hand, quite confident that he would appear at the most opportune moment.

(End of this chapter)