In ancient times, Guili Plains in Liyue also had a glorious civilization.
The ruins and remnants that once covered this land are the best evidence of these civilizations' existence.
Why 'once'? Because the current Guili Plains no longer exists!
The former Guili Plains was a depression, where water systems flowing down from Mt. Aocang converged to form many deep pools and large lakes.
Of course, most of these no longer exist. There is still one river, and only two lakes remain, which were specifically dammed for water diversion.
Walking along the diversion river, the gushing water splashed, causing Ember, who witnessed this scene, to nod his head.
He heard from Lumine and those on Yujing Terrace that these two rivers were dug by the Harbingers. Seeing it today, it truly lives up to the name of the Harbingers!
This river is very well built.
In a field, a creation gradually appeared that was out of place with its surroundings.
Huge mechanical equipment and engineering teams were busy in the river valley, which had dried up due to water diversion, and many mechanical creations never before seen in Liyue were operating within it.
The communication between The Seven Nations was deeper than Ember had imagined.
Towering cranes stood tall in the Sky, moving gigantic stones from one place to another.
The entire construction site was bustling, and within the countless erected protective fences, familiar figures could be seen working with fervent enthusiasm.
Why familiar? Because the people inside were all Fatui. Their dark Fatui uniforms, combined with their various colored safety helmets, looked absolutely... absolutely cool!
Ember thought Ningguang was a genius; such a large group of strong, able-bodied people, used for physical labor, could easily do the work of two!
Continuing forward, the huge concrete wall had begun to take shape. It stretched along the river valley, like a massive barrier, destined to change the surrounding landscape.
But to Ember's surprise, the sound coming from afar was neither the roar of machinery nor the loud shouts of the Fatui, but a voice he was all too familiar with.
"Seize the clear days, grasp the cloudy days!"
"Treat light drizzle as good weather!"
"Treat moonlight as daylight!"
"One clear day is worth two!"
"Work hard in light rain, work even harder in heavy rain, find gaps to work in downpours, and work desperately without rain!"
...Morgott's rhythmic slogans became clearer and clearer, sounding like poetry.
Walking to the very front of the construction site, Ember finally realized that not only were there busy machines, but also huge, wind-fluttering banners.
[Become a Squad Leader in three years, surpass a Harbinger in five years!]
[Striving Fatui are the most beautiful!]
"Work, work, just keep your head down and work!"
Ember hadn't finished reading the banners when he saw Morgott. At this moment, he held a large megaphone, walking on the protective fence and shouting deafeningly.
"..."
Ember numbly dug at his ears. Was Morgott ever this... this passionate?
Why hadn't he noticed before that he was such a hot-blooded person?
"Thud!"
"King."
A light landing sound rang out, and Morgott appeared before Ember.
"What was that... just now?"
Ember took a few steps back, looking up at the magnificent wall. Why, even with Morgott right in front of him, could he still faintly hear those loud slogans?
Soon, he knew why.
Golden light gathered on Morgott's body. Then, the golden light split into two clusters, transforming into two identical figures.
The two Morgotts nodded at each other, and then the Morgott holding the megaphone jumped back into the construction site.
It turned out that Morgott's clones were everywhere on this great dam.
"Uh..., Morgott, where did you learn all these things?" Ember scratched his head. This wasn't treating the Fatui as criminals; it was clearly treating them as beasts of burden.
"When I was the Lord of Blessing in Leyndell," Morgott nodded and replied.
When he was the Lord of Blessing in Leyndell, Morgott discovered the immense power of "slogans" and "goals."
"You did this back in Leyndell?" Ember was greatly astonished, but soon he recalled a rather peculiar incident from the past.
Cristof, a powerful knight known as the "Ancient Dragon Knight."
It was said that he was rewarded for his military service in capturing 'Godfrey the Grafted' during the first Leyndell Defense War, allowing him to return to the Golden Tree as a hero.
The one who rewarded him at that time was the 'Lord of Blessing,' Morgott, who was still on the throne.
But the strange thing about this matter was that Cristof actually had a Spirit Ash!
One must know that in The Lands Between, souls reside in bones. For those with Spirit Ashes, their souls naturally reside within the Spirit Ashes.
The key is that Cristof was someone who returned to the Golden Tree, and the souls of those who return to the Golden Tree enter the Golden Tree itself, leaving no Spirit Ashes behind.
When Ember asked Cristof about it, he just smiled and said nothing. Instead, he entrusted Ember, telling him to look forward more and not waste time on past matters.
Now it seems that this kid Morgott probably didn't let him return to the Golden Tree at all, but instead burned him into Spirit Ash, just in case.
Under the effect of the Rebirth Monument and the Spirit Calling Bell, Spirit Ashes in The Lands Between can be reassembled to summon souls.
And Cristof, as a powerful knight of "hero" level strength, even just his soul possessed immense power.
Back then, Lordran truly had only a few strong individuals, and it was all Morgott holding it together. When a powerful fellow finally appeared, it's no wonder Morgott would keep his Spirit Ash.
"King? What's wrong?"
"I didn't expect you to be so... ah, no, you're quite a talent!" Ember originally wanted to say Morgott was 'dark,' but then he thought, Cristof himself had already let it go, and the person involved had forgiven him, so why should he be so anxious?
Looking up at the dam under construction, Ember cast aside all those random thoughts in his mind and asked curiously, "You can even do these things? Why didn't I know before?"
"Does the King know who supervised the sewers after Leyndell was rebuilt?" Morgott stuck his staff into the ground, looking proud.
"It wasn't you, was it?"
"Precisely!" Morgott nodded.
Although it might sound a bit morbid, Morgott was indeed the person who understood the Royal Capital's underground system the best.
How could he not understand? After all, he had lived in the sewers his entire life, so he knew exactly where things were blocked, where they weren't, why they were blocked, and why they weren't.
After all, those who weren't clear about it were eaten by rats larger than humans in the sewers.
"But what does this have to do with mines and dams?" Ember spread his hands, still puzzled.
"Please recall the scale of Leyndell, and the complexity of its underground system, King." Morgott's eyes were complex, as if reminiscing about his dark years in the sewers.
Leyndell is not like Liyue Harbor. Liyue Harbor is the most prosperous city in Teyvat, and Lordran is also the most prosperous city in The Lands Between.
But what makes Leyndell different from Liyue is that Leyndell is the capital of The Lands Between, the absolute core of a world.
Its scale must be able to support its status as the world's capital. Therefore, all its aspects are much larger than Liyue's.
"Liyue's mines are deep, but not as deep as Leyndell's sewers."
"Liyue's dams are large, but not as large as Leyndell's wastewater treatment ponds."
Morgott shook his head. If one had truly seen Leyndell's underground system with their own eyes, they would understand its complexity.
The Royal Capital Leyndell's sewers spread like a spiderweb throughout the city's underground, ultimately carrying wastewater to converge in deep cylindrical pools beneath the ground.
The flow of that wastewater was not much less than the river before them.
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