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

Put the flower back into place, and the petal will be in the palm of your hand.

After a long time, the coldness could no longer be felt and the petals were finally completely restored.

It was freezing cold, both in my heart and in my body.

The petals were ground into powder and put into a jar. After all, one must be careful. The strange thing was that as soon as the petals were removed from the flower as a whole, they lost the ability to continue absorbing energy.

Grinding this thing that should have been discarded into powder can better preserve energy.

"I'll use it later..." We always have to prepare things in life. It is possible that we will never use these things in our lifetime, or we may need them tomorrow.

"Good night first..." I said good night to myself. After all, there was no other way except to rest at this time...

This time, I did arrive at a door. It was a very ordinary wooden door, but the lock was empty...

When I took my necklace off my neck and placed it next to the hole, the hole appeared to fit the necklace...

Then he opened the door very easily without any effort, looked at the opened door quietly, took a deep breath, and then slowly pushed the door open.

What kind of world is outside the door?

It was a room that didn't look very big. At the end of the room there was a huge pot. It was the kind of pot that I used to make medicine, not an ordinary iron pot...

The rest of the space was filled with all kinds of books and materials... an unbelievable amount of materials.

The dragon's blood that I didn't even dare to think about... There were five jars filled here, the kind that looked like they were used to pickle vegetables in my previous life.

After all, it's much bigger than I imagined...

There are many other things, dead branches whose names I don't know, strange potions, and the so-called blood of God...

"Is this the blood of an elf? Can this kind of thing also be used as an alchemical material?" After a while, his brows relaxed. "If even the blood of someone like me can be used as a material, then it must be possible!"

Thinking of this, I felt like the stone pressing on my heart had finally left.

This didn't seem so strange anymore. My body felt like a strange creature, and my blood seemed to be very normal...

"Hello?" A faint voice was heard. The other person's entire face was covered except for the lower half... including the color of his eyes.

"Hello." She responded politely, "What should I call you? Well, I mean, a name that I like."

"Forget about the small talk, just call me teacher... I mean, we just met not long ago, there's no need to be so cautious..."

"I want to know the content of that part!" In that case, there is no need to hide everything about yourself.

"That part of the content is on this page of the book..." The other party opened a very thick book. Why was that book used as a table leg in the first place? !

He flipped through the book and searched carefully. Although the other party had turned the page, the content on that page was too densely packed.

I finally found the part I wanted to remember, which was about this potion.

"Specific forgetfulness potion?" He slowly read the words above.

"A very special drug that can split the memory into countless small segments and then select a part to cut out. In this case, the brain nerves in that part will enter a deep dormant state, which means there will be no special impact and they will not be awakened. However, if there are other methods to record the memory, that is, to let the brain experience it again, then that part of the brain nerves will be awakened, and no additional brain nerves will be activated."

"The required materials are two drops of water of oblivion..."

"The Water of Oblivion is a very simple potion. The method and requirements for refining it are on the previous page."

I turned many pages, at least 1/3 of the pages, and finally found the water of oblivion, a tear of despair, a determination with faith, a flower full of hope and dawn, and finally, before the moon came, I buried everything and took everything out after the sun set...

"As for tears, these are all here. Tears of despair need to be tested before they can be determined to be sufficient despair. However, there is a special kind of animal that will only shed tears when it is in endless despair. In the past, such animals were regarded as a source of large amounts of tears..."

“Is this one the kind?”

"Although it has been banned, many people still take the risk because of the low price and high profit... This was purchased before the ban. The ban should have been issued almost 2000 years ago, right? But I have legal proof..."

“Is there any legal proof?”

"After all, that kind of animal is already very rare, and legal proof is indeed required."

"What's the second one?"

"This kind of..." The other party climbed to the highest point and took down a bottle. There was some golden dust in it, as dazzling as the sun. Although it was separated by the bottle, just by looking at it, one could feel the warmth.

"So warm..."

"This powder only exists on people who have made up their minds. Different determinations will produce different powders. The determination of faith is this powder... golden. Just a little bit is enough. You can probably use tweezers to pick up a small grain. The extraction method... requires using a special net bag to grab the person's body, just like catching a bug?"

"so amazing……"

"This is different from that one. This is the dust that most elves will turn into after death. The soul will not be affected and can live indefinitely, so when dying, it will strengthen its faith. One elf can fill an entire bottle! I saved a lot of them on purpose!"

"Well... you should be considered an elf, right?"

"Of course. Why do you ask this? I'm not so perverted as to attack my people. Most of them died of natural causes. I just collected the golden powder."

"Um, sorry for the offense just now."

"Finally, there are flowers like this..." He took out a bunch of keys, picked one at random and inserted it into the door lock. He opened the door and saw a sea of ​​flowers... "These are all, but they need to be picked before the sun comes out completely. And here, the sun never rises completely, so don't worry."

Pick it casually, and the color of the flower keeps changing because of the refraction of sunlight... It's like a glass flower.

"This kind of flower will only bloom at dawn and wither quickly after the sun rises completely. As for the meaning of hope, it is because only people who are full of hope and enthusiasm can make the seeds of this flower germinate... I have picked a lot of them. This sea of ​​flowers has been frozen in time, so they will not wither now."