Throughout Teyvat, Morax was a unique existence.
He bore not only the title of the Geo Archon but also those of the God of Contracts, the God of Wealth, the God of War, the God of History—countless divine titles layered upon him.
From these many titles, one could glimpse the countless contributions Zhongli had made to Liyue.
Thus, even now that Rex Lapis was "dead," the people of Liyue's reverence for him had not diminished in the slightest.
Instead, they often commemorated him in various ways.
Through storytelling, through opera.
Wherever stories were told, the tales of Rex Lapis took center stage. Opera troupes were no different.
For this reason, even "dead," Zhongli could still revisit the glorious history he had experienced, time and again, through these performances.
Only, hearing his own stories so often, even Zhongli grew weary.
Let alone cry—it was hard enough to crack a smile.
But this storyteller at Wangshu Inn—telling stories in Liyue Harbor, yet ignoring the glorious history of Rex Lapis entirely, instead spinning tragic tales of Inazuma and Mondstadt—Zhongli found this rather interesting.
To make the proud Raiden Shogun shed tears, to make the slacking Barbatos weep with nothing more than simple stories—that took real skill.
Zhongli looked at the storyteller on stage and said slowly, "The next story should not take place in Mondstadt."
Barbatos was startled. "How do you know?"
Zhongli said calmly, "First shot by an arrow from the Lord of the Tower, then killed by you and Dvalin—who could endure that?"
Though Teyvat had seven nations, Zhongli believed the boy's next reincarnation would be in Liyue Harbor or Inazuma.
Barbatos: "…"
This was awkward.
Who would have thought that the black dragon Durin was his friend's reincarnation?
Surely, if Barbatos's friend knew, he would forgive him.
...
As Zhongli and Barbatos chatted, on stage, Li Mo had just finished the story of Durin. He sighed at the memory of his fourth life.
Before that life, Li Mo had already experienced the system's "malice." He knew it would find every possible way to cut him down.
But he had never imagined he had underestimated its resolve.
In that fourth life, it had reincarnated him as an "evil dragon"—Durin.
Thankfully, that was all in the past.
Li Mo sighed deeply and was about to begin the next story when a system notification chimed in his mind.
[Ding! System notification: The stories of the bard Venti and the black dragon Durin have resonated deeply with the audience!]
[99% of listeners expressed sorrow, 40% shed tears, and 20% wept bitterly!]
[System reward: 2000 Storytelling Points!]
[Ding! System notification: Your stories have successfully moved Barbatos, the Anemo Archon, to tears!]
[System reward: Gacha Ticket x1]
[Ding! System notification: Your stories have successfully moved Dvalin, the Dragon of the East, to tears!]
[System reward: Gacha Ticket x1]
Hearing these notifications, Li Mo's heart leaped with joy.
After all this storytelling, his throat nearly dry, he was finally being rewarded.
And he had received two gacha tickets at once.
If each ticket could yield a Wish Fragment, combined with the one he already had, three fragments would make a full Wish.
Even after countless reincarnations, the thought of finally obtaining a Wish made it hard to contain his excitement.
What wish should he make?
To revive someone important?
Before he could decide, another system notification sounded.
[Use gacha tickets to draw now?]
Li Mo asked calmly, "Is the prize pool the same as last time?"
[Ding! System notification: The prize pool for this draw is identical to the last!]
As the system spoke, the same massive roulette wheel appeared in Li Mo's mind.
On it were items that could grant anything—[Wishes], rare [Wish Fragments], powerful sword techniques, powerful pills, powerful companions, and even legendary weapons.
He had seen this wheel during his first draw, so this time, he was not shocked.
He was excited. Eager to complete the draws and obtain a true [Wish].
The system chimed again.
[Draw now?]
Without hesitation, Li Mo said, "Draw now!"
The moment he spoke, the great wheel in his mind began to spin rapidly, driven by a mysterious force.
The pointer swept past each precious prize, slowing gradually.
Slower and slower.
Finally, it stopped on a prize.
[Ding! Congratulations, host. You have obtained a rare item—Wish Fragment!]
[Wish Fragment]: Three Wish Fragments can be combined into one true Wish. Current Wish Fragments owned: 2/3.
Another Wish Fragment.
Just as he had hoped.
Though he had not obtained a true [Wish], if each draw guaranteed at least one fragment, three draws would give him a complete Wish.
That was enough.
Without delay, Li Mo used his second ticket.
"Draw now!"
The wheel, which had just stopped, began to spin again.
The pointer swept past each precious prize.
Slower and slower.
It seemed about to stop on another [Wish Fragment]—
But then, it inched forward one more space and landed on another prize.
Before disappointment could set in, the system chimed.
[Ding! Congratulations, host. You have obtained the supreme item—Wish!]
[Wish]: Upon use, grants one wish according to the user's desires.
Not a fragment?
A complete [Wish]?
Even Li Mo, after a hundred reincarnations, could not help but exclaim.
"A complete Wish?"
"Incredible!"
Li Mo was overjoyed.
With this Wish, he could remedy the regrets of his hundred lifetimes.
Now, below the stage, the audience saw the storyteller laughing uncontrollably.
Had he finally faced the consequences of his stories?
Had he driven himself mad?