Genshin Impact: What should I do if I become my own character? !

It is so interesting to think that they all believe in the so-called gods, but they fight each other secretly.

It's so interesting that the closest people stab each other with butcher knives. They are always waiting for the other party to show their true colors so as to throw the other party into the abyss of no return.

I kind of want to sing that song. Never mind. I should just keep these fun thoughts to myself...

"Wait a minute, it's this way." This room is brighter than he had imagined. The reason it is not as bright as the window is because there is an extra fire, and the firelight is indeed dazzling.

Beautiful outfit, I like it.

The flame patterns painted on the wall have an unreal beauty, and the drastic collision of colors makes the eyes a little overwhelmed, but this collision of colors does not bring any weirdness to people, but is extremely harmonious.

"Everyone, this is Miss Amber... um." After saying that, he pressed the button softly, and the people below could hear it as well.

But he pretended not to hear it, tilted his head and greeted: "Hello, little ones."

"Hello, respected Miss Amber!" They shouted in unison, and in this place, the echo was particularly deafening.

"Don't be so loud. Please be a little quieter. I hate too much noise and bustle. By the way, you should know what you need to do when you come here, right?"

"I know, I want to dedicate my abilities to the Lord God!" The speaker was a little guy, really small, who looked to be about seven years old. He was not malnourished and was very healthy, but rather thin.

"Make an effort for God! Give God everything you can!"

"I see... In that case, take a look at my notes first. Can you tell what this is?"

I did pick up the notebook, and the first page on it was the simplest method. If you can't understand this, then there is no point.

“It’s a bit like a painted flower?”

“It’s a bit like the sunset over the sea.”

"It's a bit like when a candy bar falls on the ground, it attracts ants."

OK, this one is a bit sloppy, like a scribble, but is there really no one who can understand it? !

"Put water in the pot... crush the ingredients..." The child slowly raised his head. He had dry yellow hair and a pair of eyes that looked a little too big. He seemed to be too thin...

"It's just you."

The person who was laughing at the children's answers was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the person next to him in shock, but then put on a smile and said, "Then this is it. Do you want to take it to where you do the experiment?"

As he spoke, he walked out. As soon as he reached the door and made sure that the children here couldn't hear him, he sighed first.

The sigh blocked all the words, and I was a little confused as to why I was sighing.

"That guy is so lucky..." He spoke in an impatient and angry tone, "That kid is really talented, at least more talented than 80% of people. If I reject him in front of so many people, then everyone will doubt whether this is fair enough... You won't make it difficult for me, right?"

So that’s what it looks like…

"That guy is really lucky... Never mind."

"You might as well tell me if there is anything you need. I might be able to help. Although I don't have that much power, some people still listen to me." She spoke as if she cared about her friend, "I don't want you to feel bad because of this."

"Well...I have a relative..."

The words are very clear.

"To be honest, I do feel that one disciple is not capable of inheriting my abilities. I hope to choose another disciple, so that we can compare with each other and we can be better, right?" He said this with a smile, and both of them smiled knowingly and understood the meaning.

"Wait a moment, I'll call him out." After walking in and talking for a while, a child came over and said, "Ms. Amber, I'm willing to accept another talented apprentice..."

Isn't this the same person who said my handwriting looked like ants crawling over after putting sugar cubes in it? !

"Hello, little guy." Smaller than me, yeah, cute, yeah, that's the little guy!

"Hello!" She looks good, but I don't seem to like her very much, because is this the person that guy picked?

"What should I say?"

"Hmm..." He cleared his throat, "Respected Miss Amber, it is my honor to be your disciple... I forgot the rest, uncle..."

Puff! I couldn't help laughing just now. I could see that his face suddenly turned bad. I finally understood why this guy was not among the candidates he picked.

"Excuse me."

"It's okay, children are cute just like that! Hello, you can call me Master from now on. The next training will be a bit tiring, and I hope we can get along well. By the way, where is the child?" This question was asked to the person in charge. It has been so long that everyone calls him by his title but does not know his last name.

"Don't worry, they will catch up soon. There are so many people, and only two were picked out. I have to think carefully about how to explain to the Lord God..." There was a hint of unspeakable grief in his tone, which could be heard.

“It’s okay, as long as you take good care of them.” Comforting like a friend, the child still sat quietly in his original position, with inconspicuous hair color, quietly staying in a small corner. If he hadn’t discovered this talent, perhaps he would have become one of the most ordinary people?

But there is nothing wrong with being an ordinary person...

"Okay, okay, tell me, what are the names of your two little ones?" he asked the two children in a low voice.

"My name is Mengyu!" Am I that person's nephew? Is that the same generation? Mengyu, the language in dreams... What a strange name.

"Zhang Kangle." Being healthy and happy is in line with people's expectations for their children today.

These two kids only have one week to study here at most...because after a week I will pack up and run away.

"I hope we can get along well in the days ahead. Let me make it clear in advance that there are some dangers in refining potions, so you need to follow my instructions. If you make a mistake by accident, it may explode!" As he said this, he made a bang gesture, to scare the children, but not entirely, because it would indeed explode.

"I understand." That kid was indeed smarter. He was able to see the alchemical potion copywriting in my sloppy handwriting at first glance. How should I put it? It's impossible that he has a poor understanding.

"Me too!" Seeing the person next to me say this first, I hurriedly followed.