Genshin Impact: I wrote the plot into a novel to spoil the future

Communicating with deities can drive someone mad, filling their mind with insane ramblings, and even causing physical changes—all these symptoms are too similar to what one would expect.

The story continues, and the wails of the people in the illustrations have subsided, because more and more people are dying.

The earth itself seemed to have been robbed of its life, leaving only a desolate, deathly silence.

Plants withered, the earth turned gray, all 'life' seemed to be disappearing, and everyone was 'dying'.

At that very moment, the forest gained the memory of 'death,' and everyone understood Lanromo's words.

Elhesen's initial guess was proven correct; he was right, the origin of the Dead Zone really was in the desert.

A desolate earth, withered forests, suffering people, and a sun flowing with black water.

Such a scene is truly despairing; just looking at it is oppressive.

The readers were momentarily stunned into silence; such a thing was happening right here in Teyvat!

It's right here, and it could come back at any moment!

Amidst this despair, tree branches grew wildly, filling the entire scene.

The vibrant yellow-green branches replaced the previous gloom, bringing a sense of relief.

Then, I held my breath again, this time not because of the pressure.

After turning the page, the tree branch revealed the figure behind it. The white-haired woman was so beautiful that it took one's breath away, as if afraid to disturb her.

Her pure white and emerald green divine attire was so holy; with a wave of her hand, specks of green light filled the desert.

If it weren't for the great tree king in the forest extending a helping hand, everything would have been irreversible.

The loving Tree King's eyes were full of tenderness, and she smiled as she offered up all her strength.

She summoned priests to build several temples and poured out her life's divine power.

In the illustration, the Great Tree King is in the sky above the picture, and the temple on the ground absorbs the black water.

The disaster was miraculously averted, and the sparks of civilization were preserved in Aru Village.

But "miracles" cannot last; as long as forbidden knowledge exists, it will forever remain a "pathological problem" in this world.

Now everyone knows why the ruins at the Red King's Tomb are filled with the power of the Grass God.

It turns out that the Red King's Mausoleum was built on the orders of the Great Compassionate Tree King, and it is filled with the Tree King's life force.

Seeing this, some radical desert dwellers are already a bit confused, so... what exactly do we hate?

They resented the Church because they were suffering too much, and the Church was the root of all their misery.

The Grass God is the ruler of the Order of the Church, so it is only natural that they would hate the Grass God.

This hatred filled their hearts, and they couldn't even survive without it.

It's tragic, but for some desert dwellers, hatred is the driving force that keeps them alive.

They just wanted to launch a magnificent rebellion against the rainforest one day in the future, so they couldn't die before that day came.

But at this moment, the 'hatred' that drove them to this point has become a joke; what they hate is actually their benefactor.

What are they then? Ungrateful wretches? But...why...?

Why did it turn out this way? Lord Red King, please tell us...why?

Didn't you die because of betrayal?

[Until the very end, the proud king of the desert… my king…]

Lord Red King...

The desert people's hands were trembling, and some of them dared not turn the page any further.

[Choosing self-sacrifice]

What's meant to happen will happen eventually; that's a fact.

Their god did not die because of betrayal; the Great Tree King never betrayed them and even saved them.

In an instant, my beliefs crumbled and my emotions collapsed!

Aaaaaaahh ...

The desert dwellers suffered greatly; their tears and wails added a touch of malice to the otherwise silent desert.

His hands trembled, tears soaked the pages of the book, and the desert man closed his eyes tightly, letting the tears flow freely.

What...what are we doing?! ? ? ?

Tears streamed down their faces, but no one wiped them away. The desert man simply stared blankly at the illustration of the Great Tree King.

The wind and sand were blowing outside the window. This layer of sand had blinded them for five hundred years, and the wind and sand had cried for this goddess for five hundred years.

The wind and sand have been 'crying' for five hundred years without ever getting wet, but now...

The desert dweller wiped away his tears; they began to moisten, for the sandstorm was about to subside.

This may be the Great Tree King's 'second salvation' for the desert.

Let alone the radicals who were already fiercely opposed, even ordinary desert people were filled with regret at this moment.

Even if they weren't radicals, they had to admit that they had hated the Grass God, and all their dissatisfaction with the Order of the Church was directed at the Grass God.

Seeing this illustration now, and recalling the Grass God's previous experience, the Desert Man is so angry he could grind his teeth to dust.

—The Great Sage!!!

The two Grass Gods were not the same person, but they were also completely indistinguishable in terms of appearance, personality, and powers, which made everyone hate the Great Sage even more.

Dixia's eyes were bloodshot. She raised her head like a lioness, her gaze fixed on the place where the Great Sage was imprisoned.

She also had grievances against the Grass God, so when she saw the truth in this illustration, she felt angry at herself—yes, at herself.

Dina Zede beside her was already sobbing uncontrollably. Although she was a follower of Nasita, it did not mean that she did not love the Great Tree King.

The rainforest people all love the Great Tree King, so at this moment, the rainforest people are truly weeping like rain.

If the Great Sage also possessed Lin Qiu's system, he would gain a considerable amount of emotional points, with system notifications flooding the screen with expressions of hatred.

The illustrations are not yet finished. Although all the Sumeru people are on the verge of collapse, they must see the truth!

Turning the page again, the priest appeared in the illustration. His clothes resembled those of Seno, and he also wore a jackal head.

I have spent the rest of my life guarding one of the temples of the gods, and now this duty is coming to an end.

When I close my eyes completely, the image of that noble deity reappears before me...

The illustration features the silhouette of the Great Tree King, beautiful and captivating, with its long, white hair flowing in the wind, as if it were the purest thing in the world.

Long, flowing hair—but after the flowing hair serves as a transition scene, the Great Tree King appears shrunk in size.

[To cooperate with the Crimson King in eradicating forbidden knowledge, she overexerted her power, causing her body to resemble that of a child.]

The figure looked even more like Nasita, only a bit bigger.

It's not as big as the Great Kindness Tree King, but it's bigger than the Little Grass God, so let's call it the Middle Auspicious Grass King.

It's strange, thinking of her makes me no longer afraid of death...

Because I sense... the breath of life will accompany me in my eternal sleep.

People of the desert, there is no need for further resentment.

But this kindness should never be forgotten.

However, the desert forgot everything.

Chapter 603 After the Dust Settles Down

In this disaster, desert civilization was almost wiped out, and the people of the rainforest were unaware of the details.

Furthermore, the Great Tree King was infected by forbidden knowledge, and she wanted people to forget her.

The desert people had no idea about the interior of the rainforest and believed that the temple was controlled by the grass god.

A combination of factors led them to harbor resentment towards the person they least should have resented...

Just like Zhongli's story, the truth is the greatest punishment for them.

This is the 'punishment of eating rocks' for the desert people, and they cannot hide their tears.

Hazard! You deserve to die! I'd kill you a thousand times over! No! That's enough!

People from other countries were also filled with emotion, among which the most proud sentiment was, "Thank goodness we didn't believe the Great Tree King was a traitor. Thank you, Hanxue."

It has to be said that Hanxue's words, "Do you understand Lord Rock or do I understand Lord Rock?" woke up the entire Teyvat, preventing everyone from being proven wrong.

Rahman exclaimed in disbelief, "No...no—! Impossible!"

He couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe that the person he had hated for half his life was actually his benefactor.

Like most desert dwellers, hatred was his driving force, but now... he was in despair.

From the perspective of the desert people, the death of the Red King led to the collapse of civilization, and the Red King's death was due to the arrival of the Great Tree King.

But the crucial point is missing: the Tree King has come to save them.

Rahman's tone was tinged with self-deprecating laughter: "How could I possibly believe that such an absurd deviation exists in the world?! How could you expect me to believe that I raised a knife against my benefactor, and so many years have passed like this!"

Both gods chose to sacrifice themselves, leading their people to believe that the other had killed their god.

This is a case of "your position determines your thinking"—your stance determines your thoughts.

[Dishia said sternly and sharply, "Rahman... that's enough. Stop talking. Don't make yourself a laughingstock."]

Dixia rarely acts this way, and it's clear she's starting to feel a bit irritated.

[Rahman: "Desia... tell me... what exactly are my Phantom Troupe and I fighting for?"]

His faith collapsed; initially, he only wanted to improve the lives of the desert people.

No, that's not right. He just wanted the desert people to live normal lives, and that's all he was fighting for.

But only now did he realize that the desert people were already indebted to the Great Tree King for their survival, yet they actually hated him.

How ridiculous, how pathetic.

After much contemplation, Rahman finally calmed down and realized that their enemy was not the Grass God, but the Sage.

Rahman: "Give me some time. I need to explain everything that happened today to my brothers."

It's not easy to explain clearly. Everyone came together because they hated the Grass God. If the leader suddenly says that the Great Tree King is their benefactor, who would believe that?

If a leader with little ability said such things, his subordinates would overthrow him.

Fortunately, Rahman was a man of his word in the group, and even though this was too unbelievable for the desert people, they would believe him since he said so.

Now everyone's rebellion plan had an ally, as Rahman, as the leader of a gilded brigade, still wielded considerable power.

After learning the truth, everyone left the ruins, while Seno remained in front of the statue, placing his hand on his chest in silent mourning.

[Paimon: "Hey, Seno—! Let's go!"]

[Sino: "...Stop yelling."]

Seno's words were direct; he told Paimon not to call him anymore, and that he would leave on his own when the time came.

Sino's words sounded a bit harsh, but no one thought they were excessive.

He was, after all, in mourning, and it would have been inappropriate for Paimon to disturb him at that moment.

Looking at the priest in the illustration, he might very well be an ancestor of Cyno.

After everyone left the ruins and rested briefly, they met Rahman again the next day.

As expected, the guards at the entrance to the Gilded Brigade's camp did not stop them, and the group entered without hindrance.

It must be said that Rahman is indeed a capable person. He persuaded his subordinates in just one day. It is not an easy thing to gain such a high level of 'trust' in the hearts of his subordinates.

Rahman sent all the village guards back to Aru village, and also took the travelers and others to see the scholars they had arrested.

The scholars were quite surprised to see Elhesen arrive, but remained relatively calm overall.

Then...Sino came over too.

[Morgi exclaimed in shock: "The High Disciplinary?! No, no, kill me, you thief!"]