Did Guizhong and Ganyu write this?
Guizhong listed the materials, while Ganyu added the prices.
"The production cost is quite high."*
"Many of the required materials are rare."*
After reviewing the report, Jiang Chen was surprised.
He didn't recognize most of the materials—after all, he wasn't a local.
But Ganyu had thoughtfully included each material's price and scarcity level.
This gave Jiang Chen a clear idea of how valuable these talismans were.
"Can we buy these materials in bulk?"
After reading the report, Jiang Chen looked at Ganyu curiously.
Now that he knew the components, could they source them reliably?
Per-unit production cost was tens of thousands of Mora.
Definitely expensive.*
But merchants would still buy them—especially if mass production lowered the price.
The real issue was raw material availability.
"We can purchase them."
"But supply is limited."*
"If we buy in bulk, prices will rise."*
Jiang Chen nodded in understanding.
Makes sense.
If merchants saw large-scale demand, they'd jack up prices.
"Let's pre-order some materials."
"Produce a batch for stockpiling."*
"Then sell them for 100,000 Mora apiece."
"We'll take it slow."*
At this price, only major merchants could afford them.
These talismans weren't meant for mass adoption—
Too luxurious.*
Ganyu agreed.
Limited production, exclusive circulation.
Perfect for milking the wealthy.
Merchants would gladly pay for adeptal-grade communication.
With the plan settled, Ganyu left to prepare the first batch.
Ningguang would also want a supply—
Given her information network, she'd jump at this opportunity.
Current methods were crude, allowing only short messages.
This project would revolutionize her operations.
Ganyu first secured materials, then headed to the Jade Chamber.
By evening, Guizhong returned home with the finished talismans.
"These are today's batch."
"Only about thirty—materials are tight."*
Jiang Chen picked one up, examining it.
Guizhong explained its use:
"Just channel elemental energy into it."
"That activates it."
"Then, immediately record your message."
"But there's a time limit—only ten seconds."*
"Stop the energy flow after recording."
Jiang Chen nodded, grasping the mechanics.
"These talismans come in pairs, right?"
"One-way transmission."
"There should be a receiver."*
Guizhong confirmed:
"Correct!"
"To pair them, place both together and infuse energy."
"That activates the first-layer spell."
A single talisman was useless—
Without pairing, messages would vanish into the void.
She demonstrated the process, separating and re-linking talismans.
Satisfied, Jiang Chen activated several and handed them to Lumine.
"Contact me anytime."*
"This makes things easier."*
"I wonder how Albedo's research is going."
"Hope he finishes soon."*
"For now, this will have to do."
He sighed.
So primitive.*
Sending a single message costs thousands of Mora?
Ridiculous.
They needed Albedo's modern solution.
Lumine gleefully pocketed the talismans.
"This is perfect."*
"If I run into trouble, I'll call you immediately."
"But don't pull some diplomatic excuse on me."
"No 'I can't intervene, it'll cause an international incident' nonsense!"
She hated that trope.
If Jiang Chen dodged her like that, she'd riot.
Now that he was a Liyue official, she worried about red tape.
Jiang Chen waved her off.
"Don't worry."
"I don't care about that."
"International incident?"
"How many gods do other nations have?"
"If things get messy, I'll just revive their previous Archon."*
"Let them handle it."
Lumine stared, torn between horror and admiration.
That's diabolical.*
Imagine the chaos—fighting your own predecessor?*
Pure psychological warfare.*
But part of her felt reassured.
With Jiang Chen's power, no one could threaten her.
"Alright, decision made."
"I'll collect artifacts for you in other regions."
"If I can't win, I'll summon backup!"*
Lumine declared, eyes shining.
She'd scour ruins for ancient relics.
Maybe become Teyvat's greatest tomb raider?*
"Sounds perfect."*
"Grab everything you can."
Jiang Chen approved wholeheartedly.
More trump cards meant more options.*
Even if just for manual labor, revivals had uses.
"The people you target are doomed."*
Guizhong deadpanned, listening to their scheming.
Can't even rest in peace anymore.
"I wouldn't say doomed."*
"I'm helping them return to the world."
"They should thank me."
Jiang Chen defended, utterly unrepentant.
You get resurrected, and I get free labor. Win-win!
Guizhong and Havria rolled their eyes.
Just like us, huh?
But one thing was clear—
Other nations' leaders must know about Jiang Chen's resurrection ability by now.
He'd never tried to hide it.