Menma and Hashirama, what happened in Teyvat

"Well……"

As the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the room through the window, Menma, who was lying on the bed, moved his eyelids slightly, and then slowly opened his still hazy eyes.

"It's morning already..."

After feeling his current state, Menma still felt a little confused.

Last night, he had been using chakra and eye power to attract and assimilate Hashirama's cells in his body, while also enduring the pain brought about by it all, and in this way he carried a bag of rice for himself.

Looking back now, I definitely didn't fall asleep in the end. Instead, I was exhausted from the continuous energy confrontation and pain, and passed out.

Thinking of this, Menma immediately got up from the bed and turned around to check how his back was doing. But when he got up, he saw Hashirama slumped in a chair beside him.

Like him, Hashirama, who had been tense with worry for his safety, finally couldn't stand the pressure and fell asleep with his head against the back of the chair. And judging from his expression in his sleep, his sleep quality didn't seem to be very good that night.

Seeing this, Menma smiled helplessly, then leaned close to his good brother's ear and whispered softly: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Then he took his robe and put it on. After putting on the mask, Menma went out to the Deer Hunter Restaurant to buy breakfast.

After Menma left, Hashirama, who was still sleeping on the chair, gradually began to feel less uncomfortable, and even smiled slightly. It was obvious that Menma's words seemed to have a substantial impact on his dream, and the nightmare he had all night, which he originally had no idea what the scene was, had a good ending.

……

"Two grilled steaks, two Teyvat fried eggs, and two satisfying salads to take away."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

After paying the bill, Menma found a chair in front of the Deer Hunter Restaurant and sat down, waiting for the food to be served.

After all, this is in reality, not a game where you just throw ingredients into the pot and wait for the right time to press a button to make food. Dishes must go through a complete cooking process before they can be created.

With nothing to do, Menma simply sat on a chair and looked around to see how the interior of Mondstadt was different from that in the game in terms of both overview and details.

Although many places have changed a lot, such as the main city streets are much wider, no longer the width of a few steps, there are still some places that are similar to the game:

First of all, next to the Deer Hunter Restaurant is still the Cat's Tail Tavern, and across from it is still Blanche's [Mond's Department Store]. However, not far from the store, there are a few other shops that have never been seen in the game, and it is no longer next to Marjorie's treasure shop [Wind of Glory].

Secondly, there is a large pool not far from the Alchemy Table and the Deer Hunter Restaurant, which is considered by some Mondstadt people to be a "wishing well". Although it is much larger than in the game, its location is relatively similar.

In addition, there was Timaus standing next to the alchemy table thinking about the project, boss Margaret taking a walk outside with nothing to do, Eurydice wandering around several stores thinking about what discounted items to buy, Norma going out to bring food to her husband, and Anna standing by the wishing well making a wish for her illness to get better soon... These familiar faces were all standing not far from him, doing things that they were very familiar with.

"This is the real world." Menma couldn't help but sigh, "Although, perhaps all of this is..."

He, who knew the essence of Teyvat's creatures better than anyone else in the world, could not help but feel a sense of sadness at the scene before him. Most people in the world would never have thought that their birth, growth, personality, experience, life, and even soul and destiny were all written "programs" and "scripts". Everyone was following everything in the "script" step by step, seemingly vivid, but in fact mechanically running the instructions in the "program".

Although people outside the world do have the ability to break all this, even just talking to the locals can be considered a slight break in this unchanging mechanical script. But don't forget that all of this is being watched by the "director" and "programmer".

A true director can reasonably write any unexpected plot into his own script, and cleverly "recruit" the unexpected uninvited guests as his own "extras" who do not need to be paid.

A true programmer can rewrite any virus that breaks into a program, so that it loses its characteristics as a "virus" and becomes an ordinary file, and can even use it for his own purposes.

Menma felt that there was absolutely no problem in using these two metaphors to describe the existence above this false sky.

He shook his head and threw these distracting thoughts out of his mind. It was too early to think about these things now. Since he and Hashirama had not been disturbed or intercepted when they first arrived in Teyvat, it meant that the other party had no intention or ability to attack them. When that day really came, it was still unclear who would attack whom.

Thinking of this, Menma couldn't help but take another look at the back of his waist, even though he couldn't see anything because of the robe.

At that position, a face of Hashirama appeared, seemingly with his eyes closed, but in fact there were no eyeballs.

This was inevitable. After all, even the Outer Path Demon Statue would have Hashirama's face on its body after being transplanted with Hashirama's cells, not to mention his own situation. Menma had already prepared himself mentally. It was just a face. If it didn't work, he could just think of a way to cover it up.

Anyway, I usually wear a robe...

Since Hashirama's face has appeared, and Hashirama's cells no longer continue to attack his body cells, it means that he has successfully tamed these dangerous cells. The comfortable feeling coming from his right eye since he woke up in the morning also proves this.

As for whether he could obtain the ability of Wood Release... Menma said that it was not important to him at least for now. As long as he could strengthen his physical fitness, relieve the pressure on his right eye's Sharingan and extend its service life, it would be enough.

……

Menma waited for a while but didn't find anything interesting. He also didn't sense any experts approaching. After Sarah packed the food and called Menma's name, Menma knew he had to go back.

After picking up the lunch box and paying Sarah a small tip in a friendly manner, Menma started walking towards the direction of [Flowing Wind Embrace].

Everything should have been peaceful, but today...it seems destined to be chaotic.

Just as Menma was walking back, two people dressed as the Fatui came towards him, arm in arm. The black half-face masks and black uniforms were recognizable to anyone who knew what the Fatui were.

The two men seemed to have just walked from the direction of [Angel's Gift]. Although they were wearing half-face masks, they could not hide the drunkenness on their faces. What's more, they each held a half-finished bottle of dandelion wine in their hands.

"This Mond wine... although it tastes good, but... it is not as good as our Dongdong wine... burp..." One of them said to the other while burping.

"Yeah...it's not strong enough! We...we drank so much that we are just a little...slightly drunk..." Another person said as he raised the bottle and took another big gulp.

Seeing the two Fatui drunkards, Menma didn't want to pay any attention to them. They were just two drunken little Karamis, and judging from their attire, they weren't combatants, so they weren't worth paying too much attention to.

But just as Menma was about to walk around them, one of them suddenly grabbed Menma's arm:

"Who are you? You don't look like one of us, the Fatui..."

"Let go." Menma said in a deliberately low and terrifying tone. He didn't want to cause trouble, but that didn't mean he could tolerate the other party's unreasonable behavior.

If it were an ordinary person or a normal situation, they would have been scared and let go at this point. But no matter who you are, never underestimate the boldness of drunkards, as many of them don't even know what fear is.

Hearing Menma's words, the Fatui immediately became unhappy. In all the time he had been stationed in Mondstadt, no one except his superiors had dared to speak to him in such a tone, so he immediately shouted: "Who do you think you are?! Don't you know that I'm... from the Fatui? You, a suspicious person who came from nowhere, still want to... still want to speak nonsense to me? Do you think you can... pretend to be one of us Fatui just by wearing a mask?"

"Let go."

Menma spoke again, but at this point any normal person would be able to hear the strong anger and disgust in his tone.

It’s a pity that the person on the other side is not a normal person.

"You are such an ignorant brat..." When the man saw that Menma was speaking rudely to him again, he instantly became angry due to the alcohol. He raised the bottle in his hand and threw it at Menma, "Master, let me teach you a lesson..."

Before he could even utter the word "train", the bottle that had just been raised to the middle of the air suddenly exploded without warning, and the remaining half bottle of wine splashed all over the man's face. Then, before the man could come to his senses, Menma grabbed him by the neck with one hand and lifted him up.

"You are such a fool... do you want to dance too?"