Genshin Impact: I live stream my world in Teyvat

The redstone puppet jumped back to Qi You.

A long red line made of redstone powder converged on a huge screen. As the redstone puppet stood on one end of the line, the originally dim redstone line suddenly became bright, and the big screen also lit up.

"Next! Next!" Mustard looked very angry.

The recent redstone golems haven't brought any useful combat data, and he really doesn't want to see stupid players playing house with wooden swords anymore!

And when the redstone puppet that had been observing Herobrine and NOTCH Bup stood up, Mustard's eyes suddenly lit up!

"What perfect combat data!"

"What a powerful fighting technique!"

"Now! I will rewrite them all and integrate them into the super puppet's computing field!"

"Ahahahaha! Hahahahaha!"

……

Mustard took out a notebook and a pen and quickly wrote down the complicated spell - this was the circuit signal he summarized, which could be transmitted to the puppets through programming.

Qi You remained silent, but kept staring at Bupu on the screen.

When NOTCH merged with him, he could briefly see everything from the divine realm.

Perhaps the code of the entire world was briefly confused at that moment, so Qi You had a few moments when he clearly saw a blue world full of clouds.

There, only NOTCH, Bupu and Nonsense Monkey existed.

He nonchalantly explained to them all the things happening in the world.

But as a riddler, not to mention Bupu and Nonsense Monkey, even Qi You, didn't quite understand what he wanted to express.

In the end, only one thing can be confirmed.

——NOTCH is very tired now, and for some reason, his power has been greatly reduced. He cannot even reach the original world through his physical body. He can only convey his will through this method of possession.

"The bedrock that affects Teyvat comes from the divine realm."

"Whether it was intentional or unintentional, what JEB, Dinnerbone, or NOTCH did, I think they should give me an answer."

The only way to reach the divine realm is to completely merge with NULL first.

Because when Qi You was patrolling the human world in Dinnerbone, he covered his button with an illusion of a Valkyrie.

In the future, when he can awaken the ability to exchange places with illusions, he will be able to fully enter the divine realm.

I collected my thoughts and realized that it was already very late at night.

Mustard was still taking notes frantically.

He planned to apply this final research result to the Dragon Frost Steel Puppet.

Qi You walked into the cabin, closed his eyes, and began to share the vision of all the illusions spread across the continent.

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Greve ran into that guy again.

A blue top, purple pants, and a self-proclaimed righteous "player".

He was once beaten badly by this guy (actually Herobrine's clone), so he firmly believed that he was a bad guy who came to destroy the peace of his team, so eliminating Steve became Grave's obsession.

He had waited for this moment for too long and worked hard for too long.

Now, it's finally time to settle everything.

After two or three rounds, Steve and Graves both stepped aside, and the battle entered a white-hot stage.

"Why do you have to be my enemy?"

Steve was just walking on the road enjoying the scenery when someone suddenly showed up. He felt quite innocent about this. Why was he beaten for no reason wherever he went?

Greve remained silent.

On the one hand, it's shame.

On the one hand, it was Greg's instigation.

Greg was actually a member of Steve's team.

In order to cover Steve's departure on Zombie Island, he and Chris became slaves of Herobrine.

Now, as one of Herobrine's spies, he has infiltrated the player's camp.

"Who are you? Are you the ones who have been fighting against the villagers and soldiers? Listen, I just want peace..."

Greif clenched his fists in anger.

It was obviously this bad guy in front of him who defeated his team and brutally killed them time and time again, and now he is still shamelessly declaring peace?

This time, he must completely wipe out this hypocritical guy!

Greif pulled out a hood from his inventory.

This is a villager's headgear. I don't know where Greg got it from.

They had conducted many investigations on the villagers and their soldiers. As long as those fools put on the masks, they wouldn't be able to tell that they were players!

"What...are you doing?" Steve was very confused.

Grave knew that he couldn't defeat Steve on his own.

He needs to rely on the power of the villagers and soldiers. When Bengbu fights, the fishermen will benefit.

So, he took out the synthesized black fireworks from his pocket and set them off.

‘Woo——’

'Snapped! '

Steve was even more confused. What exactly was he going to do?

The creeper-shaped signal beacon exploded in the air. All the villagers nearby received the signal and rushed over riding polar bears or other animals.

“Crackle, crackle—”

Listening to the footsteps coming from all directions, Steve realized that he was surrounded.

"Go! We must completely eliminate this player!"

Looking at the villagers and soldiers rushing towards him in large numbers, no matter how good Steve was at close combat, he was still outnumbered.

He was panting and gasping for breath, completely lost in confusion.

He didn't understand why the situation turned out like this.

He once helped villagers drive away players who bullied them, and also helped weak players regain their dignity.

No matter from which aspect, he is not and should not be the bad guy, but why has he ended up in such a situation where he is condemned by everyone?

Why……

why!

why! !

"Whoosh..."

Steve was panting heavily, the enchanted diamond armor on his body was badly damaged, and his vision was blurred by blood, forcing him to rethink what it meant to be a "hero".

He had read the word "hero" in a storybook a long time ago.

The hero overcomes all obstacles, becomes stronger day by day with the ideals and beliefs in his heart, protects the most important things of the people around him, and defeats the evil demon time and time again.

People praise him, support him, sing praises to him, and want his deeds to be passed down forever.

The beautiful pictures and wonderful plots made young Steve linger.

Countless times, he imagined himself becoming a hero in his mind.

Because they are the ones who make this world a better place.

They are the ones who eradicate all injustice and evil in this world.

They are the ones who protect all that is beautiful and uphold all that is just.

Steve longed to be like them, to be a great hero in this world.

The seed of dream took root in his heart, and Steve worked hard for it.

But just as the seed broke through the soil and gradually grew, he suddenly realized what the "hero" he longed to be was silently enduring in a place that people could not see.

Accusation?

abuse?

Not sure?

pain?

A heavy responsibility on your shoulders?

The pressure to be strong?

They carry it, they endure it, they remain silent, and they never speak.

But even so, Steve never complained, he still wanted to fight for all the good things in this world.

Therefore, even when he was misunderstood by both the player camp and the villager soldier camp at the same time, Steve still thought of trying his best to resolve their conflicts, even if it hurts a little now, it doesn't matter.

Because he loves the world more than himself.

I desire peace in this world more than I desire happiness for myself.

That's why he never gave up the fight.

He held two swords in his hands and struggled to stand up.

"No, how is it possible! He was injured so badly, how could he stand up again? Our arrow reserves are not enough!"

"Tell me, why do you... have to fight the players?"

"Is there any reason for this that I don't know?"

Steve, covered in wounds, staggered forward a few steps, but he had no strength left and finally fell down with a thud.

The moment his consciousness was pulled out of his body, he seemed to have returned to a long, long time ago.

At that time, Greg and Chris were still alive.

Players will also play and have fun together peacefully.

The villagers have never been bullied by players, and the relationship between them has never been as tense as it is now...

Why, why did everyone suddenly become like this?

Is it true that the peace we once had can never be restored?

Steve dragged his tired body, not knowing how long he had fought and how many golden apples he had eaten.

But it turned out that the hallucinations that appeared one after another were already indicating that his physical condition had reached its lowest point. The sudden burst of strength was just a last gasp, and after being knocked down by the villager soldiers for the last time, he no longer had the strength to stand up.

Greve, wearing a villager's mask, looked at him deeply.

He knew this was the best chance to eliminate Steve!

Because he no longer had the strength to stand up!

However, his teammate Greg told him in the chat box to get out of here quickly!

There's a pretty tough guy coming over!

As an avatar possessed by Herobrine, Greg is more sensitive than anyone else in identifying danger.

Graves felt something was wrong, and after thinking it over, he decided to trust his teammates.

Greg ran out from behind the tree and ran in one direction with Greve.

And at the moment he revealed his body, Steve, who was lying limp on the ground, suddenly widened his eyes.

"Wait, that's...Greg?"

His teammate, his friend, Greg, who died at the hands of Herobrine while trying to save him!

"Why! Wait! Don't go! It's me! Greg!"

He tried hard to roar, but he didn't have any strength left in his body.

'Da da da--'

The village soldiers also sensed the danger and quickly rode away on their pets.

Steve felt cold all over, as if he was wrapped in damp water vapor, emitting endless coldness.

When his consciousness was blurred, he saw a drowned corpse in armor not far away, looking down at him.

"The same to you……"

"My enemy?"