Genshin Impact's Incense Burner Of Liyue [278]

"If I were to use the power of the Vision, my lord, could you predict what would happen next?"

Gu Sanqiu shook his head. "First of all, you wouldn't remain in your current role for long. As a newcomer who just received a Vision, you'd likely be sent for internal training or something similar."

"Besides, you're someone with a clean background. There'll definitely be people trying to recruit you."

"Until the Vision Hunt Decree starts targeting insiders, congratulations—you'll have 'made it' during that period."

"My lord, what about the other possibility?"

"I told you, there's almost no alternative scenario."

Gu Sanqiu shook his head again. "You obtained your Vision after starting your work with the Tenryou Commission. For the higher-ups, that's a perfect PR opportunity."

"PR opportunity?"

"Exactly. They'll frame it as proof that their governance, the Commission's humane policies, and its fair treatment allowed a physically frail youth like you to gain a Vision."

"Even if you and your uncle have no ties to the upper echelons, they'll still protect you. You're not just a PR asset—you're a chance for them to bolster their reputation."

"But that doesn't really have anything to do with them, does it? How can they twist it like that?"

Takahashi Haruto looked stunned.

"Who knows? No one ever digs into the details."

Gu Sanqiu smirked. "And as someone benefiting from their protection, they know you won't say anything about it."

"I see..."

Takahashi Haruto let out a relieved sigh. "So, by your analysis, I should be able to use this Vision without much trouble?"

"You can. Based on the current situation, the advantages outweigh the risks."

Gu Sanqiu's tone turned serious. "But remember this: even if your Vision is taken from you one day, as long as your will remains strong, nothing will truly change."

"Never forget your desire—your burning flame to destroy the old era. Never let it fade. Understand?"

Although many who lost their Visions forgot their deepest wishes, some continued to fight for the passions that stirred within them.

There were even rare cases, like his rock-solid subordinate—Inazuma's top geo powerhouse—whose combat strength barely fluctuated with or without a Vision.

"Thank you for your guidance, my lord."

Takahashi Haruto stood and bowed. "Additionally, the Tenryou Commission seems to have sent out some documents. The three Commissions are discussing a certain matter and may announce something soon."

"Announce something? What, another wartime decree?"

Gu Sanqiu frowned. "The Tenryou Commission has been clearing out wandering samurai and bandits in the wild. Could it be related to that?"

"Strictly speaking, it could be considered a wartime decree. It's said to be a conscription and selection order."

Conscription?

Gu Sanqiu's frown deepened. "From the sound of it, the target group is wandering samurai. But what's the incentive? Otherwise, those people wouldn't follow the Shogunate's orders so easily."

It's like independent players in an MMO—strength or weakness aside, they care only about enjoying themselves. Guilds or no guilds make no difference to them.

Without some tangible benefits, this so-called conscription is just empty talk.

"There is an incentive, and it's highly tempting: official documentation signed by the three Commissions granting legitimate ownership of a Vision."

Takahashi Haruto explained, "Essentially, it's a sort of immunity token for Vision holders."

"And for those without Visions?"

"That's more common—they'll receive lifelong riches and comfort, even if they don't contribute further."

"Heh, interesting."

Gu Sanqiu let out a cold laugh. "When did it become necessary to rely on official documents to protect the legitimacy and freedom of owning a Vision?"

When a natural right becomes artificially restricted or requires so-called recognition, it usually signals a deeper issue.

Limited sunlight.

Limited rum.

Limited freedom.

"Limited freedom... Do you think anyone will participate?"

"I believe they will," Takahashi Haruto replied confidently. "Even if wandering samurai are unruly, they know the Shogunate is the most powerful force. Simply put, they can't resist."

"With this kind of opportunity, they'll take the gamble—especially with someone like you as an example, my lord."

"An example? You mean they'll use me as proof that people can be successfully recruited?"

"That seems likely."

"Let them, then."

Gu Sanqiu chuckled. Being used as a positive example didn't bother him. If they wanted to frame Ryukai Genze as a greedy opportunist, what did that have to do with Gu Sanqiu?

Besides, soon enough, Ryukai Genze would vanish from the public eye.

Because the catalyst for the next "instance" was about to appear.

"Keep an eye out for someone—a wandering samurai named Kaedehara Kazuha. He should be accompanied by someone with an Electro Vision."

Gu Sanqiu's expression grew stern. "If you hear anything about them or know their location, report to me immediately."

"These two are the ones you've been searching for?"

Takahashi Haruto nodded. "Understood. I'll notify you the moment I have any information."

"Good. Until then, and even after you find them, don't come here."

Gu Sanqiu placed three bottles of pills on the table. "Once this is over, we'll shift our communication from overt to covert. If anything comes up, I'll find you."

"Whether you bond with the Vision or take on other tasks, keep our connection discreet."

"My lord, are you planning to oppose the Tenryou Commission?"

Takahashi Haruto lowered his voice. "If things escalate, even the Shogun might intervene. Can't you reconsider?"

"That's not your concern. Just focus on your tasks."

Gu Sanqiu stood, placing a firm hand on Hui's shoulder.

"When we meet again, I hope to see a subordinate filled with hope, whose flame still burns strong—not a hollowed-out shell who's forgotten their purpose."

After all, if someone with a metaphorical cheat code couldn't alter the plot's course, they might as well slit their throat and hope for a redo elsewhere.

"To me, such a predictable trajectory might as well be destiny," Gu Sanqiu murmured, stepping onto the roof.

Beneath the moonlight, he sipped from a cup of wine.

"Breaking the predictable—that's what makes things interesting."

"Just like breaking eternity itself."

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T/N: i forrgot to schedule chapters

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