Transmigrating to the world of Genshin Impact and becoming a big shot.

"Captain, our intelligence sources have reported that Vulcan seems to have lost a lot of power. Perhaps we can directly seize the Heart of God. Although we know you are injured, this is the best opportunity to take it..."

The soldier from the Fools named Lezanov, his face filled with awe, knelt respectfully before the tall man and spoke in a reverent tone.

"Victory or defeat is determined by the rules, not the outcome. Since we haven't taken advantage of others' misfortunes in the past, we won't do it now either!"

The captain's words were chilling, and even his helmet couldn't hide his upright edge.

"Hmph, hypocritical integrity!"

The "young man" said disdainfully.

"Heh... If it's still because of that first time, I apologize to you. Being wary of unknown people is my style as a soldier."

The captain looked at the white-haired boy in front of him and spoke righteously.

"Alright, I'm here on vacation. I heard there are hot springs at Liuquanzhizhong, I'm going to check it out. I'll be going now."

The "boy" hummed a little tune, stretched lazily, jumped off the rock, and brushed past the captain.

"Are you Fools so free?!"

A childlike, gentle voice spoke.

"Ignore him, but I didn't expect your little trick to have such an effect."

The captain crossed his arms and shook his head as he spoke.

"No matter how thick the fog is, as long as the sun is out, daytime will not turn into night. He just doesn't want to, not that he can't."

That mysterious voice refuted his own clumsy tricks, showing that his own power was utterly useless against the power of the Fire God.

"You don't have much time left, and you're injured now. What should you do next?"

The mysterious voice sighed, then spoke.

“I’ve started to consider your worth. You heard something from here, didn’t you?”

The captain spoke in a serious tone, his hand resting on his chest, his voice carrying a hint of composure.

On the other side...

"Where did all those souvenirs go in your office? It feels so empty."

Zhao Chuan and Mavica arrived at the office area of ​​the dueling arena and looked at the empty stands around them.

“Last time I fought the captain of the Fools, which consumed a lot of my power. The Heart of God also needs to maintain the Holy Flame, so I can only burn these useless things to save you.”

Mavica scratched her head awkwardly and said.

"Useless things? Those are your precious memories, and their memories too."

Zhao Chuan reached out and brushed Mavica's hair aside, saying comfortingly.

"It's nothing. Compared to you, those items are nothing."

Despite her heartbreak, Mavica forced a smile as she spoke to Zhao Chuan.

"Okay, I'm glad you're alright. There are already a few people who have been through this."

Zhao Chuan nodded, relieved, and sat down on the sofa next to him.

"Now that you mention it, there should be two more people missing."

Mavica frowned, her thin lips curved slightly, and her expression was somewhat bitter.

"Judging from your expression, it seems we're running out of time. Who are the remaining two candidates?"

Zhao Chuan rested his chin on his hand, smiled, and asked Mavica, a sly glint in his eyes.

"Hmm, no rush, I have another plan, but I might have to be a little ruthless then."

Mavika lowered her eyebrows, gritted her teeth, looked at the scenery outside the window, and clenched her fists.

"Hey, do we really have to make unnecessary sacrifices?"

Zhao Chuan glanced at her face and immediately understood her thoughts; his ability to read minds was comparable to that of the Little Grass God.

"Everything is for Nata."

Others may not understand Mavika, but Zhao Chuan cannot, because this was a plan that Zhao Chuan and Mavika, who had just ascended to godhood, came up with five hundred years ago.

"I haven't seen Ying for several days. What is she doing now?"

Zhao Chuan's eyes revealed longing as he asked expectantly.

"They seem to have gone to take care of things related to Guming."

"Mavika pondered for a moment, then said."

"An ancient name? Hmm, looks like it'll be a bit more complicated."

Zhao Chuan sighed and said.

"Yes, after all, creating an ancient name for an outsider is unprecedented, but we need her help."

Mavica clenched her fists and placed them on her chest, speaking with righteous indignation.

"Alright, it's getting late, I need to go back and recover."

Zhao Chuan is not presentable in his current state. The past few days have been spent being digested and tormented by the Abyss and the Primordial Fetal Sea, leaving him pale. Although he can conceal it with spiritual power, there is no guarantee that he will not be exposed.

"Okay, then make sure you get plenty of rest."

Mavica nodded in reply.

"Well, there will be sacrifices whenever there is war; it's unavoidable."

Mavica shook her head and sighed.