Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

"I see that the market is good everywhere. Each tribe has its own civilization. It just happens to be the transition from the Stone Age to the Bronze and Iron Ages. Morax, you can rest assured about your mineral gems and gems."

Two young men were walking on a mountain road, one with silver hair and a gentle smile, the other was dressed appropriately like a swimming dragon, with a long braid hanging down behind him, and the half-hidden clothes were embroidered with square and spiral patterns that connected end to end.

There seemed to be a diamond shape hidden in the gentle and calm golden pupils. When looking at each other, it was like the bottom of a deep pool, hiding a sharp edge.

"Now that people have enough food and clothing, the transition phase required to guide the labor force to improve productivity and thus promote social progress must be prepared."

While rubbing his fingertips over the leaves, Shen Qianluo gently picked them off, put them to his lips and tried to blow them, producing a clear, pleasant, lingering and repetitive tune, accompanied by random chatter.

"You and I exist for security and faith, but beyond that, cultural identity, social contract, legal order, political class, and, soon, business and trade, are all indispensable."

He smiled softly, letting the leaves fly in the wind, and whispered softly, "When that time comes, the gods will no longer have to worry about their people. Oh, and one more thing."

As he spoke, he suddenly looked back and added with a raised eyebrow, "It may be a little early to say it now, but when the economy develops to a relatively prosperous level, you may be able to hold the sole coinage right in the mainland in your hands."

"Hmm..." Morax also pinched his chin, thinking seriously, "I will seriously consider the suggestions you made."

As a senior who has been the eldest son of Heaven's Law since birth and is respected by everyone, Shen Qianluo truly understands humans. Or rather, he is familiar with all systems and rules, and has witnessed the rise and fall of countless civilizations under the rule of Heaven's Law.

It is also because of this that his prediction and control of the overall situation is extremely terrifyingly accurate.

"Let's not talk about that for now. Look, we're here." Walking in the front and lifting the green leaves of the bushes that blocked their view, Shen Qianluo's tied-up silver hair rose slightly again, and their eyes fell on the market on the ground in the distance.

The first feeling that hits you is one of joy and prosperity.

The land of this plain is different from the barren land of the tribes that the two guarded. Instead, it is fertile and rich, attracting many people to settle here, work hard to cultivate and be self-sufficient.

"So fat." Shen Qianluo blinked his eyes, then soon sighed with regret, "It's a pity that a god had come here a few days ago, otherwise... he would have planned to trick them?"

Morax glanced at him, and said in a rare stern tone: "Qianluo, this place is close to the tribe, and they are our neighboring friends. Don't talk nonsense."

"Okay, you're being mean to me again." Shen Qianluo snorted lightly, turned his head under the shade of the tree, and looked down at the market with his eyes calmly reflecting the bustling trading scene, but a hint of thought flashed across his mind.

However, this place is flat and open, easy to attack but difficult to defend. Once a war breaks out in the future, I am afraid...

The two men concealed their presence and swaggered into the market.

"Qianluo, if this trip is discovered, it will definitely cause misunderstandings on the other side. You and I must act with caution."

"My name isn't particularly eye-catching, but how should I address you, Momo?"

"…No. Since you want to give me a mortal name, then just call me…"Zhongli"."

Shen Qianluo understood: "So it's Master Lili. I've heard of you for a long time."

Morax stared at him for two seconds, and said in a gloomy tone: "…I wonder why Luoluo called my name?"

"…?" With a look of disgust on his face, Shen Qianluo choked for a moment, then turned around and walked away seriously, muttering in an unknown tone, "Mr. Zhong, don't make a fuss. When you go out, don't say or do anything weird, or you'll attract attention and cause trouble."

There was a rare hint of ridicule in his eyes. Morax crossed his arms and followed him: "Mr. Luo is right. I will learn from you."

The market held spontaneously by humans was very lively. Some people were selling food, some were selling cloth, some were selling wood, and some were even selling jewelry. Many women were watching around.

Because there was no unified currency, people mostly bartered goods. The happy atmosphere also indirectly reflected the prosperity and wealth of this land.

Shen Qianluo glanced at Morax.

For some reason, the attire of this Lord of Rock, or Zhongli, who was wandering around the world, blended into the market very naturally, without even a sense of incongruity.

...Shen Qianluo on the side received a completely different treatment.

At first glance, he is a refreshing, bright and energetic martial artist, so the eyes of ordinary people are instantly directed towards Lord Xiao Wang, who is disguised as a weak auxiliary demon god.

Shen Qianluo: ...

Should we say that the public has sharp eyes? But does he really not look like a commoner in this outfit?

From a general rational point of view, although he is a musical genius and a master of chess, he is born without aesthetic taste. In the past, all his dressing and letter signing were handled by his younger brother, Shen Qianqiao, a master of calligraphy and painting who served as the chief military advisor of the revolutionary army.

Poor, weak, helpless and afraid to speak.

Fortunately, the Demon of Dust that had just descended on the market did not seem to be here. The two strolled leisurely (one of them was very cautious) for a while, and just as they were about to leave, a loud and vigorous shout suddenly rang out on the street -

Then the rich young man Shen Qianluo was called.

"Dangdangdang! Young man, do you want to have your fortune told? I am Hu Si. I don't claim to know astronomy or geography, but I can see through life and death and guide souls to the afterlife! Who in the martial arts world would not praise me when seeing me - 'Life and death are endless, who knows if this Hu is an immortal?'"

Maybe it's because he's young and conceited and easily deceived.

Seeing Shen Qianluo turning around curiously, Morax also looked over after hearing the sound.

The visitor was dressed in a mysterious black robe with a simple and rough large flag erected on his back. Two crossed flowers were crookedly painted on the cloth - a red spider lily and a lily.

In Shen Qianluo's words, the painting is uglier than his.

Well, of course, as the strongest young master of Sky Island, how could he not know how to draw?

"So, how would this Immortal tell me my fortune?"

The corners of his mouth curved into a warm smile, the boy's eyebrows were curved, his eyes were bright, his posture was like flowing water and green pines, and his words and actions were gentle and elegant. He was simply a harmless little white rabbit waiting to be slaughtered who had not been beaten by society!

Just by stripping off his clothes that are so ahead of their time, and the lush green bamboo flute hanging from his waist, you can make a small fortune, right?

Seeing Shen Qianluo like this, Hu Si couldn't help but drool. His eyes sparkled. He coughed and whispered in a low voice in his black robe: "If you want to tell fortunes, why don't you follow me to a quiet place?"

Even passers-by couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh when they saw it.

That old man who hates dogs and keeps muttering about life and death all day is fooling the children again.

Of course, Hu Si, who had made up his mind to trick Shen Qianluo into leaving him naked, furious and crying as he stared at his back in helplessness and rage, naturally would not pay attention to the sighs of others. He laughed again from the bottom of his heart and rubbed his hands.

Right now, there is no one around, which is a good opportunity for him to fool the kids~...

"This young man...ah!?——"

Then he was grabbed by the collar by the well-behaved young man with a kind face, and the smile in front of him was so gentle and friendly: "The thing you use to talk nonsense with me, isn't it the fire in your arms?"

“! Yes, yes, yes, I’m sorry, young man! I’ll tell you the truth! It was the Explosive Flame Tree that made me do this!”