"Developed by the Interastral Peace Corporation, the open-world adventure dreamscape Genshin Impact is now in hot testing. We invite Aetherium Wars players across the galaxy to join the test, and we've prepared plenty of rewards."
"Mr. Aventurine, as the person chiefly responsible for distributing those rewards, what do you think?"
"Although I've said it before, let me say it again: there'll be plenty of perks. We're not stingy like certain others."
The switch on an old tin radio clicked off, and the mechanical workshop called Perpetual Motion fell silent. Only the faint scent of butter lingered.
"We're holding Aetherium Wars, yet they've slipped in an ad for a new game."
Serval, the shop's owner, set two sun pancakes on the counter and smiled. "I've heard it's interesting, but I've been busy repairing equipment these past two days and haven't had time to try it. Is that dream game called Genshin Impact any good?"
"From a rational standpoint, it's immersive, and there's no need to fear death. If you have time, it's worth trying."
Zhongli tasted the hot cocoa in his glass. As he watched the steam rise, an odd look crossed his face.
Jingle, jingle~
The door opened, and cold wind and blowing snow immediately drove back the warmth inside. A sharp howl rose along the draft.
Stelle wiped the butter from the corner of her mouth, licked her thumb, and asked, "Find anything?"
"Nothing useful." Klein shook his head. "The break in cultural continuity is too severe."
Even a professional Scholar of Yore was at a loss. It was not merely the Stellaron's influence; some other power had cut off spacetime as well.
The King of Space-Time had been cut off from spacetime.
All right, that joke was a little cold.
Stelle pulled out her phone, glanced at it,