[Synopsis: In the councils of the gods, there is never a human voice. And so the fate of the world is decided arbitrarily.]

We know this is the rule of the world, so is the god's action rooted in contempt?

Or did it begin one day, stemming from fear?

After silently reading these presumptuous words as soon as she opened the video, Yingmei...

I couldn't help but silently think, "Who is this? Such a bold statement! But I didn't expect the video to even have a description? Why didn't the previous ones have that?!"

Forget about that, she quickly shifted her focus of curiosity to the video.

And then... unexpectedly, just as she was staring wide-eyed at the scene of the woman in white appearing, the video abruptly stopped.

The screen displays: "30-second preview has ended. Do you want to select this video for a full Teyvat live stream?"

Yingmei: ? ? ? Σ( ° △ °|||)︴

What kind of trashy live stream is this? Do they want me to buy a membership or something? They didn't say before that I could only watch for 30 seconds!

Thinking this, Yingmei glared at Zhang Fan with an unfriendly expression. This guy... She gritted her teeth.

So that's where the trap was!

But, but, I've already watched the 30-second video.

The strange art style, the unusual narrative, and the video's explosive popularity were enough to completely pique Yingmei's curiosity.

Hesitate for two seconds, then click play!

Then, Yingmei saw that, as usual, the huge canopy for the live broadcast studio appeared in the clear sky, just as she had expected.

As Yingmei watched the sky truly appear, she nodded to herself. Using her moderator privileges for the first time, she felt a unique mix of excitement and anticipation.

Wait, why is Zhang Fan, the guy opposite her, turning his neck segment by segment to look at her like a robot?

Why does he look like he's seen a ghost?

. . .

Live broadcast room barrage

Klee (?˙▽˙?): "Yay! Klee can watch videos again, so happy!"

Kaeya: "Hiss, what's going on in the live stream...? Did they make some kind of agreement with that being? It's only been a few minutes?"

Abedo put one hand on his hip and rested the other hand on his chin, thinking: "Such a big thing just happened. I thought the live stream would quiet down for a while, but it popped up again. It seems the powerful party is... the live stream?"

Xingqiu forced a smile: "Emmm, Professor Bai'e, is it really appropriate to guess about the other person and say it out loud here?"

Navia patted her chest, indicating that she was still a little shaken: "I'm still not quite in the mood from what that person did to the live stream!"

Keqing frowned: "Speaking of which, I seem to remember that the Empress the Fools were talking about was going to..."

"He is a terrible enemy!"

D'Artagnan said this, and then he stood in front of the mirror and tidied himself up.

I'm wondering if I should leave a funeral portrait for the person standing in front of the mirror?

It seems like they can't beat them at all.

Linni fell silent for a moment: "...No matter what, I will do everything in my power to protect my younger siblings!"

Just as these words were spoken, in private, at a certain Fool's stronghold in Fontaine...

Arecino's expression was cold: "Linnie, remember those words!"

Linni replied solemnly, "Yes, Father!"

Looking at the other person, he then added, "Actually, Father didn't need to say that. Family members should 'care for each other,' shouldn't they?"

When Lynette saw him say that, she tugged at his sleeve: "Brother!"

Arecino, on the other hand, didn't react much.

Of course, rather than saying that his expression didn't react much, it would be more accurate to say that the other party's peculiar pupils, characteristic of the Crimson Moon bloodline, merely trembled slightly.

With each up-and-down movement of the eyelids, it returned to its normal appearance.

The movement happened in a matter of seconds, but Linni, who was watching her closely, still noticed this detail.

"Ok!"

He said it softly, and the servant waved his hand at him: "Go and get back to work!"

Linnie smiled, then respectfully agreed, before turning back to pat Lynette's hand, which was still holding his, in response.

The servant watched their figures disappear into the distance.

"Flowers wither, but seeds will sprout in the future... Children are the same; they are destined to grow up." (Waaah, my Clementine!)

Then she turned her attention to the live stream, everything revolving around the figure mentioned in the comments: the Queen's enemy.

The rain is getting heavier, and sometimes even an umbrella can't hold it up. My child, grow up quickly!

The heartwarming tale of fatherly love and filial piety in the fireplace house came to an end.

. . .

Meanwhile, the chat in the live stream became lively again.

Xiaogong asked curiously, "So, what are we going to play now? It's not going to be another show where they choose people to dance or something, is it?"

Moderator Ying (Gold): "I know this, it's not a dance video!" (Smug emoji)

Thomas: "Oh, so that's it... Wait, no, Traveler, why is your name in gold?"

Also, why is there the word "housing manager" before your name? What does that mean?!

When Yingmei heard someone ask her that question, a smile appeared on her lips, revealing how overjoyed she was.

Just as she was about to speak, Paimon started answering her questions.

"I know, I know, this is how it is..."

Paimon then quickly gave a brief account of the matter.

Of course, she only explained how Yingmei obtained the administrator status, but didn't say what an administrator can do!

After saying that, she didn't forget to let everyone verify with Yingmei: "If you don't believe me, just ask the traveler!"

As he spoke, Paimon turned around and said, "Hey, Traveler, why is your face so dark? Is the sandstorm here too bad?"

With a dark expression, Yingmei grabbed the other person and clenched her fists, rubbing them against her temples.

While moving, he muttered to himself, "Damn God's Mouth, you've already shown off all my skills, so what am I supposed to show off now?"

"Ahhh, traveler, I'm so sorry >human<, I was wrong, I won't do it again. Please, please let me go!?"

Their argument completely ignored the person sweating profusely nearby.

Why did I get exposed too?

At this moment, on the other side of the screen...

Ningguang toyed with the jade she had just acquired, her tone unreadable: "Oh, is that so? The room manager? Things are getting more and more interesting!"

A slight smile played on Ye Lan's lips: "Heh, really... you even fooled me. Is this what they call 'the darkest place is under the lamp'?"

The servant, Arecino, tapped her nimble little hands on the table, her face expressionless: "I need all his information in three minutes!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than a voice from the Hearth House spy rang out from outside her door: "Yes, sir!" (Remember to use titles when working, everyone, *winking emoji*)

Qin smiled wryly: "It's actually Zhang Fan? I really didn't expect that."

Diluc squinted: "Is it that man who's arm around the bard?"

Upon hearing this, Keli asked, "Why are Captain Qin and everyone else saying that? Is Brother Zhang Fan a big bad guy?"

Barbara responded, "No, but..."

Liyue

Xianyun was furious, her eyebrows raised slightly: "What? So, Zhang Fan is also an administrator? And he kept it from me from the beginning?"

Such a big thing, and he didn't even tell me! Traitor, traitor!

Ke Qing narrowed her eyes slightly: "So, the one who played my... cough cough, the one who played the Emperor's funny fan-made content, is him?"

Xiao·Holding the Kite: Stare!

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