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Minecraft X Genshin Impact: The Godly Catalyst Of Teyvat

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Kanzaki Yuzuki never expected that stumbling into Teyvat would lead to this—a world where logic bent to his will and chaos danced at his fingertips. The strange double-door portal he'd discovered didn’t just connect Teyvat to his home; it let him drag people across worlds and tinker with reality itself. MODs. Strange, impossible powers that could rewrite the rules of this world. Some called it a gift. Others called it a curse. Kanzaki? He just called it another headache. "Want to get rich fast?" Nahida grinned, holding a tiny shovel. "Start by planting trees! Dig a little, fill it back in, then dig again. Three rounds and you're bound to hit something valuable!" Hu Tao waved from across the street, balancing a coffin on her shoulder. "Hey, piggy faces! Interested in a premium coffin? Pure obsidian craftsmanship! Guaranteed comfort for your eternal slumber. Buy with confidence, die with satisfaction!" Venti, meanwhile, was already halfway up a tree. "Dvalin, don’t even think about looking for me! I swear, if the Ender Dragon shows up, I'm out!" Yae Miko’s unmistakable voice rang out from the bustling streets. "The Yae Publishing House is now selling swords in bulk! Just 999 Mora each! Perfect for a duel before your execution—I mean, before you meet the Shogun!" Zhongli, ever composed, stroked his chin thoughtfully. "In terms of common sense... this weapon called a Barrett seems far more efficient than the Vortex Vanquisher. Curious." The world had become a mess of power, profit, and peculiarities—Teyvat reshaped beyond recognition. And then, the sky split open. The Heavenly Principles, once dormant, had finally stirred. Their gaze swept across the transformed land, and the being’s expression turned to disbelief. "...What in Celestia’s name happened here?" Before they could act, a stern voice boomed from the distance. "Attention! You are suspected of unauthorized flight within city limits. The 73rd Teyvat Public Security Bureau is hereby detaining you for questioning." "You have the right to remain silent. If you resist, we will not hesitate to dispatch Titan-class Ruin Guards and an airborne carrier battle formation." "...And one more thing..." The officer's voice hardened. "Sir... times have changed." ### Support & Read Advance Chapters On Patreon.com/Zexxxxy
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