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

Today's lunch is still the same, it seems I've gotten used to it.

But I kind of want to eat Chinese food... Although I hate eating fish, I inexplicably recalled the pickled fish I ate a long time ago.

That soup is really delicious!

But even if I put that delicious dish in front of me now, I can’t taste the same flavor as it did then…

I'm going to draw a photo in the afternoon, so I'll hang up a sign as usual and hold that much smaller hand.

I changed into a new set of clothes. This set of clothes was the same one I wore a long time ago, and it was also the one I wore on the first day I came into this world.

This outfit has a Liyue style, but there aren't many people coming to Mondstadt to settle down, and there are quite a few people from other countries.

At this time, there are few places like Mond where the war has ended.

There are two gods on Xumi's side, so the conflict between the desert and the forest is becoming more and more intense. It is clear that the three gods had a very good relationship when they coexisted, but their people now hate each other...

It's quite interesting, just like the real stars are together, but their fans end up scolding each other.

As for Liyue, it is the center of the war between demons and gods. Now it should still be cautious and look for a chance to survive among the gods...

Although it should be a feeling of killing people everywhere, what should the gods' people do? Which god should the gods' people who were killed submit to?

If the rule of multiple gods is not ended soon, then this country will continue to be in chaos, so it is natural that only one god will be left in the end, which is also despairing...

I even wondered if the death of Lei Shen's sister was really an "accident"? Or was it the law of nature that two gods, even twin gods, could not rule a country together...

It's really getting more and more confusing...

There seem to be a lot more foreigners settling in Mond, one reason is that it is close to the center of the war, and the other is that Mond is relatively stable now. Part of the Wind God's ability can help people produce, thereby accelerating social development.

I seem to be registered as a foreigner, right? But this name doesn't sound like Liyue at all.

"The painter has a bit of a bad temper. Don't worry, I can just talk to him." Before knocking on the door, she whispered a few words of comfort. After all, the painter really had a weird temper...

"Okay..." He responded in a low voice, indicating that he understood, and then held his sister's hand tightly.

"Hello?" There were two knocks on the door. After knocking twice, he waited for a while, then raised the volume and asked again, "Hello, Mr. Painter, are you there?" He knocked on the door twice more.

This time the door was finally opened. The painter seemed a little dissatisfied as he was being interrupted while painting. However, he remembered the agreement yesterday and reluctantly invited the person in.

"Go sit over there, or do you want to stand?" After thinking for a while, he let the child sit on the chair and stood aside, supporting the chair.

He compared it with the pen for a while, then said, "Keep this posture, don't move... otherwise the drawing will be ugly."

Of course I can understand that. I kept drawing like this for a long time… until I couldn’t help but yawn, and then I finally heard: “It’s OK, the shape is ready, you don’t need to stand for the next part.”

"Okay, thank you..." The child almost fell asleep. After sitting for a long time, his back and waist were a little sore.

"Come and pick up the painting tomorrow... I need some time to polish it." Isn't time a bit tight? I thought so but didn't ask. Different painters have different habits. Some people paint very quickly and can draw a good painting in half an hour, while some people paint very slowly and may not be able to finish it in ten days or half a month. But it is undeniable that every painting requires hard work.

"Then I'll come pick up the painting tomorrow morning. I'd like to thank you again and ask... is there any place you'd like to put the flowers?"

"... Just make your decision. Don't ask me about everything. People should have more opinions!" I asked unnecessarily... "Just let me know when you're done. I'll give you the painting after you're done."

"Okay, I understand. I'll let you know after I finish planting the flowers." So go ahead and plant until the wind starts to blow.

It was still early, so I took a sneak peek at the painting before leaving. Why? Because some painters are unwilling to show their unfinished works...

It's a really nice painting! But he's wearing a mask...

There is another reason for wearing a mask all the time. I am worried that if the curse on my face spreads again one day, it will scare the child. If I get used to it, I can just wear the mask. If I don’t get used to it, it will be difficult to keep wearing it…

How can you force others to accept scars that you don’t even want to see?

Although I don’t care that much about appearance, I still care a little bit…

For example, the setting I drew according to my own aesthetic... It's so beautiful! Why did I make such a beautiful person look like this...

My mood started to get low. It was true that I really liked this look, which was why I drew this selfie. This was my ideal look, so beautiful, but that disgusting scar!

Although I don’t think all scars are disgusting and I can accept scars on the body, and some characters even add scars themselves to make them look cool, but I absolutely cannot accept this!

After all, there is no room for scars on this face!

I touched the mask with my hand, and the brainstorm in my mind just stopped.

He took a deep breath, as if he had already gotten used to multitasking, thinking about what had happened while being angry or happy about some trivial things.

You can even avoid passers-by and pebbles on the road while thinking about the plot of the novel.

I'm used to it, used to this, doing two things at once, one is the beautiful world in my mind, the other is the low point in reality...

Now both are so beautiful, it’s hard to tell them apart.

Maybe everything is true, maybe everything is false, but so what? I can't go home, I have never thought about going home...

Although I am sorry, sorry for not waiting for you to die before I die... But I really can't stand it anymore. I am doing a disgusting job, receiving a very monotonous salary, returning to a small house after a day's work, and eating expired food...

I always have to work overtime, and I know nothing about some things, but I need to understand them...

My passion for life gradually faded, and my desire for life also began to fade. This seemed normal, but it also seemed abnormal...