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

Wood and ore require almost completely different refining methods, and the resulting potions are much less than before.

If necessary, I'll have to start a new book...

He sighed softly and started writing again. He had already written quite a few pages of this book and it would probably be finished in a few days.

I like writing books, and I like the feeling of writing. When what I write is the truth, the feeling is particularly strong and happy, and it gives people an indescribable sense of comfort.

However, when I can't think of how to describe it for the time being, I will bite something. In my previous life, I liked to bite my hand, but I liked to bite my right hand, which was the writing hand. I have not yet practiced writing with my left hand, so for the time being I have to find something else to replace it. The substitute is a small wooden stick like a toothpick. I like to bite things in my mouth, which makes me feel safe.

I am writing the second book on ore and wood. Let's separate the two. After all, the refining methods are very different, and the refined potions have not yet been clearly divided into grades...

It was quiet for many days. Without Deshir's presence, I felt that the world was a lot quieter. Although it was not noisy, I always felt that he was urging the progress of the book.

It's Sunday again. On Sundays, you need to get up half an hour earlier than other days and put out the flowers and words in advance. In other words, this day is like doing charity. Even if you take a bouquet of flowers for free, no one will say anything.

But no one would do this, perhaps because this city is under the guidance of the Wind God. After all, in this era, it has not been long since the last time the Wind God appeared...

Stealing under the watchful eyes of God is a violation of one's own faith.

The beliefs of people in this period were purer than those in the future. The wind god brought them a place to survive and brought them freedom, so it would be wrong not to revere the wind god.

Although all gratitude will be gradually worn away in the long river of time, no one will do such a disrespectful act at this moment.

When I was about to leave the city gate, I met the guy I hadn't seen for almost a week.

"Ms. Eldana!" The voice was not loud, but it revealed excitement. She glanced at the guy whose left arm was still bandaged. The lower right side of his face was also wrapped in gauze, which looked a bit funny and ridiculous. "Long time no see. Thank you very much for helping me last time."

Although he was still very polite, he no longer said things that made people feel uncomfortable like he did before.

"It's okay, it's just a perfect reunion, and I lend a helping hand." My character is a warm and helpful person! This kind of setting makes people feel most comfortable!

"Ms. Eldana, may I have the honor of inviting you to have something to eat?" I haven't had breakfast, but it's in my bag. It would have been great if you had said this ten minutes earlier!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Desir, I'm afraid I can't accept your invitation. After all, I still have some things to do." Ever since he discovered that ore can be used to refine special potions, his attention has been set on the star silver mine in the snowy mountains. This kind of ore is unique to the snowy mountains, so it must be of great research value, right?

"Is that so... do you need me to protect you?" As soon as he said this, Desir regretted it. Who is protecting whom? The last time he was accidentally injured by a few hillbillies, they came to save him...

In fact, Deshier is considered a very talented person in the family, so he chose to travel to other countries to gain experience. However, when talent meets cheating, it is simply impossible to say anything. After all, there is a natural weapon genius in his character, and this buff is particularly useful.

Many people will write a bunch of weird settings for their own characters or OCs. I can’t remember the settings I wrote clearly. I was still in school when I had my own characters… Time has worn down the enthusiasm for creation, just like the character I spent a lot of money to draw. I want to work hard to produce content, but even the character settings are tortured to the point of being unbearable…

Just like the imaginary friends in childhood, time will always smooth out everything, smooth out the traces of human existence, and erase the appearance that should be in memory.

"Thank you for your kindness, but your wound has not healed yet. A fierce fight will probably aggravate the wound." This sentence gives an excuse. He doesn't want you to follow him, not because he thinks you are not strong enough, but because your old wound has not healed and he thinks you should have a good rest.

"Thank you for your concern... I wonder if we can be considered friends?" At this time of the day, there were not many pedestrians in this place, so they didn't have to speak in the Lawrence family's way of speaking. Both of them felt more comfortable.

"Friend? Of course! I'm happy to have a friend like you." His eyes were smiling, and he seemed to be speaking the truth. He did like friends, but he didn't like old-fashioned friends.

"Thank you." It was unexpected. In fact, the family had already thoroughly investigated the background of this sudden young lady. She was first found at the side door. She claimed to have fallen from the sky, but was later regarded as having mental problems and said she committed suicide.

Maybe she really fell from the sky? Because of the head injury, she forgot a lot of things and only remembered her own name. She worked in a pub for more than a year, and everyone she knew praised her.

The flower shop has only been open for more than half a year. He has learned swordsmanship from a mercenary. His daily life is almost repetitive. He never does anything unnecessary, but always lends a helping hand to those in need. Among the civilians, many people praise him.

As for where to go on Sunday? No one could keep up with the pace for the time being, because they walked too fast, and there was no ordinary road where they walked. Dead leaves and branches, grass and wind, all kinds of things would arouse people's vigilance, and it was difficult not to be noticed.

"Sorry, my dear friend, I may not be able to continue chatting with you. I have to hurry up and finish what I have to do today." We have been chatting for almost ten minutes! Don't just sit there and stare at me while chatting! "By the way, the book has been written. Come to my flower shop at sunset tonight and I will give you the book."

Close friends are the term Lawrence uses to refer to friends who are not that close but are just casual acquaintances.

"Okay, I'll get there early and wait for you." After Deshier left Mond, he found that few people were willing to listen to him like this, and he also learned to speak normally. Normal speaking is really easy, but the family insisted on speaking like this, and he couldn't change it. After all, he was just a talented but not fully grown junior.

To be honest, Eldana felt that a guy who could be knocked down by a Hilichurl was a little too weak... The last time she encountered a Hilichurl was not long after she traveled through time. She only had a wooden sword and barely knocked down one. But since she practiced swordsmanship, she hasn't encountered such a guy again. She still carries the edgeless sword on her body. Although it is a one-handed sword, if she really uses force, it can be as easy to cut through obstacles as a two-handed sword.

The most common bladeless sword is not that gorgeous, but it is practical.

I was extremely sensitive to gazes before I traveled through time, and after I traveled through time, this sensitivity was retained. Even if someone looked at me from a distance, I could still feel an uncomfortable sense of being stared at.