Original God: Traveling to Teyvat but it’s a strange world

"The God of Mercy?"

Qiu Bai was stunned when he heard this.

"Qiubai, you don't... think he is weak, do you?" Wen Xi said in Qiubai's mind.

Qiu Bai did not shake his head or nod, but remained in a state of deep thought. Qiu Bai looked at Zou Rui in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Alas, Qiu Bai, my host, as the God of Mercy, he is known by our system, so he is definitely not a small character."

Wenxi sighed. It knew that Zou Rui, who was known as the God of Benevolence, had done something subversive in this star field thousands of years ago, but there was no record of it. Only people like the strange gods who lived long ago might know about it.

Qiu Bai still didn't speak. Wen Xi didn't know how to explain, so he released an illusion in Qiu Bai's mind.

Qiu Bai closed his eyes and entered the illusion. After entering, Qiu Bai appeared in a town. The town was very lively, with people coming and going, cars and people, and all kinds of hawking and cheering.

Qiu Bai saw a man wearing a black and white robe. He was holding a folding fan and looking at the people around him with a smile.

"Good morning, Master Guijun."

An old lady, leaning on a cane, walked slowly to Zou Rui.

"Well, good morning." Zou Rui showed a very friendly expression on his face and smiled at the old lady.

The old lady took out an egg from her basket with trembling hands and handed it to Zou Rui.

"Master Guijun, these are eggs laid by my own old hen. Please try them."

The old lady smiled kindly at Zou Rui.

Zou Rui did not refuse but took it.

The old lady exchanged a few more words with Zou Rui and then walked away.

Zou Rui began to walk around the town. Although Qiu Bai was puzzled, he followed him.

Zou Rui greeted everyone he met along the way, and everyone, without exception, called him "Gui Jun".

Qiu Bai thought about it and felt that this should be Zou Rui's country, but Qiu Bai discovered that along the way, he did not see anyone with divine eyes, nor did he feel the breath of a demon god around him.

Although Qiu Bai was puzzled, he still followed.

Zou Rui finally left the city, but still walked towards a very remote place.

Along the way, Qiu Bai felt several times that Zou Rui noticed him, but when he looked carefully, Zou Rui didn't even look at him. This was just an illusion. How could the people inside notice him, Qiu Bai thought.

Qiu Bai sensed the deathly aura ahead and followed.

Zou Rui came to a cemetery and walked in front of a tomb. Qiu Bai walked closer and took a look, and was stunned.

The tombstone reads,

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In the year 6001 of the Devil God, he died at the hands of the evil god Shazim.

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"Hey, I'm here to see you."

Zou Rui took out the egg that the old lady had given him, placed it in front of the tombstone, and said to the egg and the tombstone,

"Yun, this is your favorite egg. Also, this was given to me by our people. I brought it to you. Today is the anniversary of your death. I come to see you every year. Although you have been gone for three thousand years, I have never forgotten you."

After saying that, Zou Rui sat in front of the tombstone and muttered a lot to himself.

Qiu Bai was stunned. Although he had never seen this person named Yan, based on some of the things above and the way Zou Rui treated him, Qiu Bai guessed who he was.

"Xing Yan... Zou Rui and him should be reincarnations... It seems that the things I left for Zinaville four thousand years ago are still useful."

Qiu Bai murmured, and looked at Zou Rui on the side.

Zou Rui stood alone in the ruins of the old site of Wandu, gazing quietly at this once prosperous city.

His eyes were full of nostalgia and reluctance, as if he could see the glory of this city three thousand years ago.

"Has it been three thousand years?" Zou Rui muttered to himself, his voice filled with endless emotion, "Zhong An and the others went to find Shaqi's mother, but left me to look after their country."

His thoughts gradually drifted back to the past, the days when he fought and built Mando with his friends.

Zou Rui remembered that originally they were not trying to establish a country, but to resist the invasion of demons.

At that time, they did not think about creating a new country, but just wanted to protect themselves and the people around them. However, as time went by, they found that they could no longer turn back.

They had to keep moving forward and keep fighting until they built a country strong enough to protect themselves and their people.

“But, Wandu… before this, you were the one who helped me take care of it.” Zou Rui said as he took out a black chess piece.

This chess piece was preserved by him from a battle three thousand years ago. It contains infinite power. It is the heart of God that he was born with, and it is the power accumulated over three thousand years.

Zou Rui drew some of the power from it and transferred it to himself, and felt a powerful force surging in his heart.

He knew that this was Mando's power, the last gift the city left him.

Zou Rui placed the black chess piece on the tombstone and put it in a box.

He gently stroked the names on the tombstones, as if he could feel the presence of those former friends.

Zou Rui took out a ball of yin and yang energy from his own space and put it into the tombstone.

"I'm leaving too. Although I can't watch the country we founded continue to develop, I'll let him take care of it for me."

As Zou Rui spoke, he used this chess piece as the main body to create a puppet like the god of thunder Baalzebub, and placed the Heart of God inside it.

This puppet will become the new guardian of Mando, inherit Zou Rui's will and strength, and continue to protect the city.

After Zou Rui finished all this, he turned around and left Wandu. His figure gradually went farther and farther away, disappearing in the vast river of history.

However, his story will always be remembered and become a legend in this city.

But before leaving, Zou Rui suddenly turned around to look at Qiu Bai who was standing there, smiled at him, then turned and left.

Qiu Bai stood there in a daze, watching Zou Rui going away.

"Zinaville... you two left my world at that time... So... it has been four thousand years?" Qiu Bai murmured.

Qiu Bai looked at Zinaville behind him, or the country founded by Zou Rui, Wandu,

"Wandu...Wandu...the capital city where all things gather. It has been four thousand years now..."

Qiu Bai murmured,

"The God of Kindness... Really... Kindness... You didn't tell me at the time."

In a blink of an eye, Qiu Bai's thoughts returned to reality. Wen Xi did not speak.

Qiu Bai looked at Zou Rui who was fighting with the Ghost Lord in front of him, opened his mouth but said nothing.

Qiu Bai just stood aside and took out a photo from a camera. There were three people on it.

Qiu Bai, Zou Rui, and... Xing Yan...