When the spring rain finally passed, the Feather God once again summoned all of Liyue's people.
"Lord Feather God, what would you have us do?"
The eldest and most respected among them stepped forward reverently.
The last time the Feather God summoned them, Liyue had undergone a complete transformation—
from a crude settlement into a lively emerging town.
Everyone present wondered with excitement:
What divine revelation would the Feather God bring this time?
Zayn swept his gaze across the gathered crowd.
Compared to before, their spirits were noticeably brighter.
A change in living conditions had played a huge role.
But food—
food was the true foundation.
Only when people were fed and warm could they pursue higher ideals and push civilization forward.
That was what Zayn wanted to see.
He nodded lightly at the elder. With a wave of his hand, three large granaries appeared behind him—
each filled respectively with wheat, potato, and sweet potato seeds.
All three types had been personally strengthened by Zayn.
Even with crude agricultural methods, the autumn harvest would still be abundant.
Another miracle.
Another divine display.
What were those strange houses behind the Feather God?
And what revelation would he deliver today?
Zayn spoke:
"Within these three granaries are seeds—wheat, potatoes, and sweet potatoes."
Then, white light flickered before every person, and a thin booklet appeared in their hands.
Not thick—just a slim manual.
After all, Zayn didn't know that much about farming.
But what he did know, he drew clearly.
The booklet titled "Cultivation" contained simple illustrations:
How to clear land
How to use the curved-plow
How to plant each of the three crops
How to make fertilizer
Harvesting methods
Simple cooking instructions
Using Teyvat's common language combined with pictures, Zayn ensured that everyone could understand.
People looked through the booklet, puzzled.
Feather God… was asking them to farm?
"Follow what the booklet teaches.
Plant all the seeds in these granaries.
When autumn arrives, the harvest will be enough to feed you for an entire year."
At his words, their faces showed shock.
These little plants… could feed them for a whole year?
But even if they had doubts, none dared question him.
The Feather God would never harm them.
His words were absolute.
Zayn waved again, and a batch of curved-plows appeared.
"This tool is called the curved-plow.
The booklet contains its structure and usage.
Have the woodworkers replicate it accordingly."
With this tool, land clearing and plowing would become vastly easier.
After giving all instructions, Zayn simply turned and left—
leaving behind a crowd still processing his words.
Feather God's intentions… What deeper meaning do they hold?
Though confused, their trust in him was absolute.
They immediately began acting on his instructions.
The woodworkers gathered and quickly figured out the construction of the plow.
It was simple enough to replicate.
Why didn't Zayn simply manifest hundreds of plows?
Because he wasn't their nanny.
He understood the saying well: "Give a man grain for a day, he thanks you.
Give him grain every day, he curses you when you stop."
If he did everything for them, people would see divine gifts not as blessings but as obligations.
He wasn't about to be that kind of fool.
He would guide them, not carry them.
Seven days later, all the curved-plows were ready.
Though Liyue had no suitable beasts for plowing,
its people were strong—
even the women had arm muscles.
This era was harsh.
Humans were only "frail" when compared to the beasts and monsters that walked the land.
Pulling a plow was nothing for them.
With sweat and effort, farmland began taking shape.
People followed the booklet carefully, planting wheat, potatoes, and sweet potatoes.
They watered.
They fertilized.
They tended to their fields.
And while tending crops, they still needed to hunt—
for the seeds had yet to grow, and they needed food to survive until autumn.
Two men sat together on the ridge of a field, watching the first green sprouts.
"Hey… do you think these plants will really feed us for a whole year, like Lord Feather God said?"
"Heh, has the Father God ever lied to us? He wouldn't play games with mortal lives. Trust in him!"
"I'm not doubting him… just nervous, since we've never done this before."
"Hahaha, we have the Rock God above us, and the Feather God with us—
with two gods watching over Liyue, what's there to worry about?"
They laughed, relieved.
Indeed—
Morax and the Feather God were Liyue's greatest safety.
Even if something truly went wrong,
Zayn would never just sit and watch his people starve.
Not that he expected anything to go wrong.
After all—
his personally manifested seeds would not disappoint him.
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