Jiraiya's Heroic Stories: Genshin Impact

The doctor in the illusion looked at Jiraiya who jumped high in disbelief.

He couldn't understand how someone could distort this absolutely controlled dream with his own will. You have to know that this was constructed using Xumi's top technology - the terminal.

For such a long time, the people of Xumi have never had their own dreams, and have been controlled like puppets by those guys in the Ministry of Education.

No one in the entire city could escape such a trick. At this moment, Jiraiya, relying solely on his own will, actually distorted the illusion created by "Doctor" Dottore.

"How can a foolish person defeat the spiritual wisdom that usurps the authority of God!" The "Doctor" Dotole in the dream turned into an indescribable black object.

Its composition is similar to that of the woman in the previous treasure-stealing group when she lost control, just like the mud of unknown origin under the rock abyss.

This indescribable thing transformed by the "Doctor" did not dodge but instead pounced towards Jiraiya's black Rasengan with anger.

But when the two powerful forces were about to intersect, this fragile dream could no longer bear it.

Like a mirror that fell to the ground, it froze the picture at the last moment and then shattered into pieces.

At the moment his dream was shattered, "Doctor" Dotole, who was far away in the secret room, only felt a sharp pain in his brain, as if his brain was bitten by a poisonous snake in an instant.

"I've never seen you in such a state of disgrace. Where is your unparalleled arrogance?" The scattered soldiers in the lightning flashed, still teasing the "Doctor" mercilessly.

There really is no respect between superiors and subordinates among the Fatui executives. Recall the funeral of the eighth executive, "Lady" Rosaline.

These guys started quarreling regardless of their status or the occasion.

Looking at the scattered soldiers in the lightning, "Doctor" was about to speak, but suddenly he felt a sinister gaze staring at his back.

The Doctor was extremely familiar with this feeling, because it was exactly how he usually looked at the experimental subjects.

But who can come into such a secret room at this moment? !

"Doctor" Dotole turned around and was met with a pair of gloomy and terrifying snake eyes.

Just one glance and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat at seeing "Doctor" Dotore.

However, compared to fear, there is more excitement! This look is so much like me!

Looking at Orochimaru in front of him, the corners of the "Doctor"'s mouth couldn't help but draw a very long arc.

"How did you find here?" "Doctor" looked at Orochimaru in front of him, still unable to suppress his excitement.

Orochimaru calmed down a lot, looking at "Doctor" Dottore as if he was looking at his past self. But Orochimaru himself didn't know the changes he had made and the path he had taken over the years. Was it really right?

Although he was in the peaceful Konoha Village, doing all kinds of work and imitating Jiraiya, Orochimaru still felt empty.

Perhaps, people are different after all?

"Dreams are affected by brain waves. Since you can control our dreams, it means you can send powerful brain waves to affect our dreams.

So as long as we can detect the direction of your brain waves, we can find where you are. Is this difficult?"

One was able to break free from the dream created by the terminal with his own will alone, while the other relied on absolute rationality to directly find his own body.

The world is so amazing! Beyond this tiny continent, there is such a vast universe! And how many interesting little white mice are there!

The Doctor was excited and twisted, but he casually dispelled Orochimaru in front of him. It turned out that this was just Orochimaru's reverse output to the Doctor through brain waves.

At this moment, Jiraiya, who was deep in the maze, had also awakened from his dream.

The familiar streets and familiar faces were gone. All I saw were a few strange and distorted faces.

Although he was a stranger, there was one person he had seen before. He was the great adventurer Rodney projected by the conch shell!

At this moment, his adventurer's iconic clothing had already been torn into pieces of rags. The clothes were covered with dried blood, which was obviously the blood of his companions who had traveled with him before.

Now it should be food, and the food stock is obviously empty. These guys are staring at him with green eyes.

But Jiraiya had not yet recovered from the dream, and was filled with boundless anger. He punched the earth wall beside him, and several stone walls collapsed.

The great adventurer Rodney, who was not far away, looked at this scene of the last sanity left by mankind and involuntarily took several steps back.

In the end, he ran away without looking back.

Seeing that the strongest Rodney had fled, the other small fry naturally scattered as well.

"Aren't you angry? Aren't you hateful? They wanted to eat you just now." The demon Chi in the body was whispering again.

However, Jiraiya just looked at the crowd going away. He felt that his emotions were indeed a little out of control. This place seemed to always magnify his emotions.

No matter what kind of emotion, if it is expanded to the extreme, it will eventually become a kind of pathology, even love is no exception.

Love is so deep that one even wants to swallow the one he/she loves into the stomach and be together forever.

"Sometimes hatred is endless, and sometimes it can be fleeting. But there will always be a moment when it dissipates, right? It's just a matter of time, and hatred itself is painful. In this case, why not let it dissipate so briefly?"

"..." Chi looked at Jiraiya in confusion. He couldn't understand human emotions. So he couldn't understand why Morax loved people... All gods love people...

At this moment, Chi couldn't understand Jiraiya and thought he was stupid. So he didn't say anything more and continued to sleep. After thousands of years, Chi couldn't remember how long he had slept.

Jiraiya looked at the maze that seemed to have no end, and decided to turn back and think long and hard.

On the way back, there was no difference, just following the spider thread. No one talked to me, it was long and boring, and the unchanging environment was constantly squeezing my patience.

If it were an ordinary person, such an environment would probably be enough to make him collapse. Fortunately, all the people here were extremely determined.

After walking for another half an hour, Jiraiya finally followed the spider silk back to the original entrance. He happened to be back with the traveler.

However, Orochimaru and Kurumi were already waiting beside the fake Paimon. Looking at the expressions of the crowd, Jiraiya knew very well that they were probably facing the same situation as himself.

It was really extraordinary that no one fell into such a beautiful dream.

"I just had a dream, and I walked for a long time without taking the wrong road. I always feel something is wrong." The traveler said while hugging Paimon.

Paimon in his arms was still mumbling, "Hehe~ My slime... Hehe... Stir-fried slime!"

All right, Jiraiya, I take that back. Paimon has completely fallen.

(Thanks a lot to "A Fei who loves leather" for sending me the "God Certification! I am really touched (﹡?o?﹡))