I, the Geo Archon Morax with 2.1 Billion Mora, Have Joined a Chat Group [300]

“Wow.”

Evil God D couldn’t help but sigh as she watched her maid, Ming, launched into the distance at lightspeed, vanishing into the void.

“So powerful.”

“If that punch had landed on me, I bet it would’ve really hurt.”

With that, she raised both hands high toward Zhongli.

“I surrender. Do what you want. I won’t fight you anymore.”

The whip in Zhongli’s hand paused mid-air.

The foreign god, dressed in attire unbefitting this world, narrowed his eyes in contemplation.

“You don’t seem particularly eager to fight me. Even your maid held back her full power.”

At these words, a rare, amused smile played across Evil God D’s usually calm face.

“Facing a god from another universe—another reality—with power like yours, what would full resistance accomplish? Even if Ming and I gave it everything, we probably wouldn’t win.”

She spread her hands, her tone genuine and straightforward.

“I’m just a local god of the underworld. She’s just my maid. What chance do we have against someone who walks across many universes?”

“Knowledge, understanding of mortals, analysis of cosmic laws, comprehension of divine authorities… how can one universe compete with many?”

“When a frog finally sees the vastness of the world, it no longer croaks so loudly from the bottom of the well.”

Zhongli closed his eyes for a moment, then reopened them with a glint of understanding.

“So the wager… meant little to you. It was merely a pretense—a way to hold me here on this planet while you waited for your plans to ripen.”

“Yes.”

Evil God D agreed without hesitation.

“No matter how eccentric I am, no matter how indifferent I act toward this world, no matter how irrational I may appear…” Her eyes briefly flashed with an almost unsettling wisdom, her voice as even as still water. “I did say it.”

“This universe has grown... dull. No new knowledge. No new systems of power. No discoveries to shock the heart.”

“And even if we want to leave—to explore other universes—we can’t.”

“Even gods who drift through the Sea of Nothingness beyond creation cannot wander aimlessly forever. Without direction or purpose, our divine cores dissolve into oblivion.”

“This universe has become a cage for beings like us.”

“Since the departure of the Creator, you are the first outsider to appear here. And by your words, you seem to know the coordinates of other worlds across the void.”

“So why would I ruin my chances by turning you into an enemy over a petty wager?”

As she spoke, all her earlier flippancy faded away.

No longer mischievous or mocking, she spoke with the dispassion of a divine being weighing cosmic profit and loss.

“Zhongli the Dragon of Stone,” she said clearly. “I hereby declare our contract null and void. I accept all punishment. Now... would you be willing to talk with us?”

“Us?” Zhongli picked up on the term instantly.

“Yes. Including me.”

A new voice echoed out, clear and resonant.

From not far behind Evil God D and Zhongli, the nearby star dimmed—as though eclipsed by something massive. Its light and heat were being devoured.

Zhongli turned to follow the flow of that heat—

And saw a massive, elegant black dragon, even larger than the young star it eclipsed, its wings spanning entire star systems.

“I am the Dragon Princess, and King of all Dragons in this universe. Greetings, traveler from another world.”

Despite her form, the voice was not overwhelming. It entered Zhongli’s ears like the voice of a friend—light and clear.

“And me as well,” came a third voice.

This one was neither male nor female—neither young nor old. A neutral, melodic tone, as if sung by the faint echoes of all children and adults alike.

A beam of pure white light—utterly cold, radiating no heat—pierced the void.

Thirty-six radiant, graceful wings unfurled beside the dragon.

And before Zhongli appeared a figure whose age, gender, and nature were all indeterminate.

“I am the Firstborn of the Angels. The King of Angels.”

Now facing the three strongest deities of this universe, Zhongli showed no surprise.

As though he had expected this.

“What do you want?”

He raised his hand. A small, pure-white room appeared in the void—not large, but strangely spacious enough to accommodate all present. Whether it was the star-spanning Dragon Princess, the cosmos-winged Angel King, or the petite Queen of the Underworld, each found a seat waiting within.

“Whatever you wish to discuss with me,” Zhongli said, “you may do so seated and calmly.”

The Dragon Princess and Angel King exchanged a glance.

Then, without a word, they both nodded and sat.

Only Evil God D raised a brow, visibly annoyed by Zhongli’s sudden reversal of power dynamics—but she said nothing.

This shift from combat to negotiation was not unexpected. Neither she nor Zhongli had any intention of pushing this to a life-and-death confrontation.

Zhongli merely disapproved of her conduct—not enough to kill her. Not yet.

“Divine of another world.”

The Dragon Princess spoke first. Her voice was like a soft summer breeze, like a pink-haired girl chewing popsicles by your side. Gentle and sweet.

“The three of us are not your enemies. That is our premise. We ask that you understand.”

“Please lower your guard. We seek only conversation—never harm.”

Then the Angel King spoke.

Their voice was... indescribable.

Not man or woman. Not youth or age. Not machine or mortal. It was as if the very universe was speaking.

“In the course of our eons-long existence, we have lived nearly a hundred million years.”

“We have always longed to transcend this universe. But ever since the Creator left us, we’ve been cut off from any path to others.”

“This cosmos is vast—but what it can offer us... is limited.”

“And so we beg for one thing: coordinates.”

“We wish to travel to other universes.”

Zhongli wasn’t surprised.

His true body had already informed his avatar of the situation.

This was a barren universe—both in resources and civilization. A dual wasteland.

Surrounded by the void, no other fully formed universes existed nearby. No communities of divine thought. No civilization clusters.

And so it was no wonder these gods—capable of crossing universes—had reached such desperation.

His arrival must have seemed like salvation to them.

But whether he gave them the coordinates or not, Zhongli remained unmoved.

So, he turned to the one who had stayed silent since the start of this talk—Evil God D, cloaked in shadow.

He asked casually:

“And you, Evil God D? Do you seek the same thing?”

Clearly caught off guard, Evil God D blinked.

She looked at Zhongli, then at the watching Dragon Princess and Angel King. Her expression shifted slightly.

She curled her lips into a smile.

“Yes, Mr. Zhongli.”

Her voice softened, flowing like water.

“I do.”

Satisfied, Zhongli gave a small nod, then looked back at the other two deities.

“Coordinates are simple enough. But I’ll need some guarantees first.”

“Please speak,” said the Dragon Princess. Her massive jaws curled into a gentle smile.

“Speak,” echoed the Angel King, nodding.

“Hm... I realize I haven’t introduced myself properly yet.”

Zhongli paused.

“I am Zhongli, the Dragon of Stone from Teyvat. God of Contracts and Commerce. I despise chaos, favor order. Despise corruption, favor elevation. Despise sorrow, favor the simple joys of the mortal world.”

“But most importantly—I cherish fairness and truth in contracts. I abhor lies and deception.”

At those words, all three divine beings stirred.

The Dragon Princess responded first. “I govern dragons, dominion, and power. Our relationship with mortals is one of stewardship.”

“We treat our followers with dignity and maintain order. We do not enslave or oppress—but should mortals betray us, we strike with wrath.”

“By your definition, we are of order, though perhaps not of elevation. We honor fairness and just contracts.”

“Such values are simply part of our draconic nature.”

Zhongli gave a small, neutral nod.

Then came the Angel King.

“Mr. Zhongli, I understand your position.”

“We angels are guardians of balance. Of universal order. We despise those who seek to destroy all, who upset the scales of harmony.”

“You may call us balancers—maintainers.”

Zhongli again nodded, then turned to Evil God D.

She gave a lazy shrug and said, “I’m Queen of the Underworld. That’s all.”

A single sentence—but enough.

Her mischief was just mischief. Her duty was to manage the endless flow of mortal souls through the cycle.

Of the three gods, the Angel King and Evil God D were less individual personalities and more living cosmic systems.

Zhongli considered this for a moment.

Then he spoke softly.

“Very well.”

“In that case—let us sign a contract.”

“As the God of Contracts, I rarely impose harsh enforcement clauses... though I doubt any clause would matter to existences like yourselves.”

“But a contract… is still a contract.”

The three gods looked at each other and replied in unison:

“Agreed.”

Zhongli reached out and tapped the center of the white room.

A slab of bluish stone appeared.

On it, a luminous document unfurled—written in no language known to these gods, yet perfectly comprehensible to all present.

Word by word, the three deities read it.

Time passed. There was no sense of duration in this space.

At last, each set down their copy.

And nodded.

Then each signed in turn.

The Angel King’s name was a radiant burst of holy light.
The Dragon Princess’ signature appeared as a bold, mountainous 【力】—Strength.
Evil God D’s was a swirling mass of darkness.

Last came Zhongli.

He examined the contract one final time, then signed:

Zhongli.

Plain. Simple. Yet brimming with boundless potential.

Thus was the contract between these four divine beings forged.

Zhongli smiled faintly, then casually pointed toward the others.

They blinked, confused—until a soft, mechanical voice echoed in their minds:

[Administrator Zhongli the Dragon of Stone invites you to join the Chat Group: Zhongli’s Multiversal Chat.]

[Do you accept?]

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