Mora Can Die

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This novel:

Original title: Teyvat Management Guide.

[Capitalist x God of Precious Gold]

[He is pure as the moon, yet loves my ambition and greed]

Liyue Harbor, after the Archon War ended, the Liyue Qixing began to rise to prominence.

A lazy boy sat on the steps, tossing a Sunsettia into the air.

A group of seven people with extraordinary bearing walked by together. A bard with a green ombre braid chatted away cheerfully with the handsome man in black and gold at the front. Perhaps sensing the boy's gaze, the man turned his face. His golden eyes, with their diamond-shaped pupils, swept over the boy's, and their gazes met.

Fortress of Meropide, the Fontaine exile system had been abolished, and reforms were imminent.

The boy who had met him once years ago had grown into a young man. He sought out the first Hydro Archon of his own accord, requesting that this land beyond the law be governed through a permit system.

"It's you..."

The first Hydro Archon's astonished gaze settled on the young man. "You have no Vision, nor are you of an adeptal or demonic nature. How have you survived until now in a human body?"

"Human potential is limitless." The young man was courteous and gentle. "The gods also walk the world in human form, and, like humans, there are things they cannot do."

The Queen of All Waters chuckled from her divine throne and granted the young man's request. After seeing him off, she turned to the Oceanid beside her, who was yawning.

"Fu***, you see? Humans are always able to surprise me," she said with a sigh. "And I have never regretted stealing the power of the Primordial Sea to answer your wish to take human form."

Khaenri'ah, amid the ruins after the uprising.

The Tsaritsa of Snezhnaya stood before the desolation, looking as innocent and bewildered as a child. Someone approached at her side, and her voice sounded distant and ethereal. "Tell me... Does a war like this, a fate like this, really mean anything? I... I think... Celestia may not be right."

The golden-eyed ancient god of Liyue pondered. "If you wish to do it, it may not be impossible."

The Tsaritsa closed her eyes and made up her mind. "I want to try. Will you stand with me?"

The god across from her gently shook his head. "There is an unbreakable contract between Celestia and me."

After a brief silence, he looked at the Tsaritsa and added, "There is someone here whose ideals I cannot accept, but he may be able to help you."

The border of Snezhnaya.

The Tsaritsa sat in her high seat, bestowing the honor of Harbinger upon the figure before her.

"Pan***."

"I grant you the authority of the Ninth Seat of the Fatui Harbingers. May you one day bring fate to a standstill with your own power."

The merchant below, whose appearance had not changed in a thousand years, placed a hand over his chest. His low laugh did nothing to hide his ambition. "I will devote my life to money and wealth, and pledge my loyalty to them."

The God of Contracts or the Tsaritsa of Snezhnaya, it made no difference.

The compassion cast down from on high was nothing more than the arrogance of the gods.

What did it matter if he was watched? Humanity could never attain true equality.

So he would use this world's golden tomb to guide humanity toward becoming the sole master of power.

Theme: Humanity has unlimited potential. Even so-called miracles can be created by human hands.