Genshin Impact: I live stream my world in Teyvat

In a dark and deserted valley, Mustard slowly opened his eyes.

Behind him, a dark green hole was slowly torn into space, with a torrent of glittering and jumping codes flowing inside.

Soon, 303's figure emerged from it.

After seeing Mustard, he was slightly stunned: "You are here."

Apparently, he got lost in the underlying data after fixing some bugs in the world and came here accidentally.

"It's beautiful here, isn't it?"

Mustard didn't look back, but just looked up at the sky, feeling the warmth of the pale sunlight all over his body.

"really."

After looking around, 303 was once again impressed by the wonders of the magnificent nature of this world - obviously, this was a block that was loaded incorrectly.

In such a deep underground world, there grow rocks arranged in random patterns.

Some are arranged in rows in the air; some form some unimaginable mathematical patterns, such as crop circles; some are arranged in cycles, as if God accidentally pressed copy + paste too many times when fabricating the terrain.

The location where Mustard is located is right under a cliff. The top of the cliff is not covered by rocks, forming an extremely high and large cavity.

Looking down through the holes in the rugged rocks in front of you, you can vaguely see the ancient city wrapped in hidden matter below.

Next to Mustard is a thriving forest cave, filled with dense glowing berries that emit a warm and pleasant glow.

"Do you feel uneasy or peaceful here?" asked Mustard.

"Hmm..." 303 admitted that he was more inclined to the former - because this place was simply too weird.

All the disordered terrain is piled up here at once, giving a sense of desolation and weirdness.

"I know you have a lot of things you want to ask me." Mustard said slowly: "I have plenty of time, and... I haven't had a good chat with others for a long time."

303 sorted out his thoughts and said, "After the war of the century ended, many people were unable to get over the hurdle in their hearts. The Eye in the Sky ended all wars, but in troubled times, many people gave themselves the only value of fighting, so much so that they didn't know what else they could do besides wielding weapons."

"Isn't there a looting game?"

"But what about the days other than the looting games? They have to live, but they grew up in war and never understood what life is."

303 shrugged:

“Although the dead body can be resurrected by ‘God’, the barrenness of the heart always needs some nectar to water it.”

"Qi You said that he hopes I can play this role."

"So during these days, I am always busy, but I feel very happy to be able to communicate and talk with so many people."

“During this process, I saw the distortions in their inner worlds. I entered their mental space, brought in some helpers, and spent a lot of effort to correct them.”

"That's good." Mustard nodded: "Your helpers should include those players who came from Notch."

303 knew that Mustard was talking about Steve, Chris, and Greg, and smiled: "It's really not difficult for you, you are like a wise prophet."

Mustard shook his head: "It's just that I have too many 'eyes' (referring to the puppets that Mustard has spread across the continent). They can see far and see clearly. You continue."

"You know, it's hard for just a few of us to accomplish all this. I saw a person in their inner world. He is very familiar to you and me."

"Herobrine." Mustard guessed what he wanted to say.

"Yes, as the 'king' who was once supreme to me, I never thought that there would be a day when we would stand on the same front."

303 paused:

"You should know that 'His Eye' is the method Herobrine uses to control players. This ability consists of shallow hypnosis and deep control, but obviously, Herobrine did not use the latter."

"That's why you were able to correct those village soldiers and disaster villagers so quickly."

Mustard is very smart. He understood who was suffering from mental illness from the very beginning.

"That group of players came from other worlds. Their worlds were more diverse and exciting, so they used the original world as a spice to add to their boring lives. They played an indispensable role in starting the war. In the end, they escaped unscathed in a farce with laughter, leaving us, the natives, staring blankly at the ruins in our hearts. They are really..."

Mustard was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to describe those players.

Finally, he could only shake his head: "At first, Notch agreed to everything, but he overestimated his own ability. He set a fire to warm his lonely heart, but he couldn't stop it from spreading."

303 felt that what he said made sense. This guy seemed to know a lot about the stories outside the divine realm and the world.

"You can travel through the code torrent, so can you find Herobrine's location?"

303 shook his head: "He is the administrator of this world, I naturally do not have this authority, but..."

303 thought of Dinnerbone, the guy who had been coming to him lately for all sorts of annoying reasons.

Although he said something about checking the development of his dimensional power, in reality he was just looking for some fun in his boring life...

Wait, why is the way to have fun coming to him?

303 suddenly felt that the world was a huge "Brother Jie, don't do that".

But fortunately, that guy Dinnerbone didn't bother him today.

Mustard ignored 303's slightly complicated expression, his thoughts drifting far away.

He knew that since he accepted Notch's power, he and Herobrine became enemies - He hated betrayers the most.

To the extent that, no matter what the situation is, as long as Herobrine finds his former companions who have left him, he will kill them all, or use "absolute control" to make them come back to him.

why?

Mustard thought about this question for a long time, but recently he suddenly had the answer.

——Because there was no one behind Herobrine.

Because of his various ideals and goals, he gained a large army and capable generals under his command, but the supporters of these people were all due to the fact that he transformed them into his allies with a superior and lofty attitude and a compassionate heart.

The influx of those people gave Herobrine an absurd and hypocritical illusion, making him pitifully believe that he might really have so many companions... or rather, "friends".

"He has been longing for friends from the beginning to the end, but His identity is too special, so He said nothing, expressed nothing, and just watched people around him come and go as a pessimistic spectator."

Mustard said slowly to the shadow of 303: "Tell me, am I right?"

303 was stunned and broke free from his own wild thoughts.

He thought Mustard was talking to him.

But when she noticed his gaze, she couldn't help but lower her head and look at her own shadow.

The light stretched his shadow very long in a strange and bizarre way, and on that square head, a pair of pale eyes slowly opened.

"you……"

303 was speechless for a moment.

Herobrine, had been following him all this time?

And he didn't notice anything?

"Not only Him, but me too!"

A cheerful voice sounded from the side of 303. He watched helplessly as the space was torn apart, and then the gentleman in a hat and elegant attire floated out upside down.

——But, obviously, Dinnerbone's behavior was not gentlemanly at all.

After seeing 303, he excitedly opened and closed his legs and clapped his hands: "Today you didn't guess which BUG loophole I would come out of. This time I win again!"

303:"……"

Ignoring Dinnerbone, 303's eyes flickered back and forth between Herobrine, Mustard, and Dinnerbone.

Before the Battle of the Century, the four of them...seemed to be each other's enemies.

And now, I can actually stand here calmly.

303 thought it was a little funny.

"I am not as weak as you say...." Herobrine said slowly.

Wasabi ignored His defense, but smiled and said, "What do you think of this world?"

This old world abandoned by Herobrine, this world where no one is the king and monopolizes the world, this world in urgent need of recovery and reconstruction from war, this world... should have been forgotten by the gods.

303 was delicate and sensitive at heart. He always felt that Mustard was hinting at something else and that the hard-earned peace was about to be broken. He was really afraid that the current atmosphere would return to its tense state.

Herobrine may have heard it, or maybe not. He avoided Mustard's questioning and answered the question sincerely:

"I think this world is...good."

He looked up and saw that everything was peaceful and beautiful. He added:

"This world abandoned by the old gods was finally redeemed by the new gods."

“He” retracted his gaze and looked at everyone: “—Not by abandoning the old world and building a new one, but by jumping out of this dimension, collecting the authority of the fallen gods, piecing it together into a more powerful force, so that everything that has deviated can get back on track, until the balance of this world is restored.”

The smile on Mustard's face never faded, with a hint of calm madness:

"You're right. This world was eventually saved by outsiders, but we who grew up in this world don't have the slightest way to do anything. Our horizons are limited, and no one can jump out of this box, not even Notch."

303 felt that Mustard was comforting Herobrine, or maybe he was overthinking it, but for a moment, he couldn't believe his ears.

“The world has been saved.”

Mustard smiled and said:

“No one will die anymore, bullying and trampling will hardly happen anymore, and hunger and plunder will not appear in the original world.”

"We all got our own..."

"Redemption."