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

Chapter 582: One digit missing, what does it feel like?

It is very difficult to find the so-called secret from this guy. After all, it is already difficult, and it is even more difficult to really find it all.

I have to say, he is very tight-lipped...

"He sounds like a very nice person, but I don't like the smell of him."

"The smell of those spices mixed together is really unpleasant. I think so too... Speaking of which, I don't know when I can get the other party to change the flavor of spices..."

"Does the other party always use this strange spice?"

"He didn't seem to have that when he was young? I mean when I was a kid. I remember that when he was a kid, he always had a flavor that was very consistent with the Red King..."

"Ok?"

It smells like a god, what a magical metaphor...

"Hmm, it's hard to describe the taste, but it makes people feel that the other person is like an apostle of God..."

But it doesn't smell like that anymore, which means the other person doesn't smell like that either...

"What would you compare the taste to?"

Trying to get an objective evaluation from the other person is really unpleasant.

"It's hard for me to say, because the flavors are a bit too mixed, but if you want to know, I recommend you go to a place that specializes in mixing spices. After all, they certainly have the same spices prepared."

"Thank you so much."

The other party's spice shop is in a very conspicuous place. This kind of place sells not only edible spices, but also some inedible spices, which are mainly used to be placed at home, hung on the body, and used as incense.

"Can you help me make a scent similar to that of the messenger of God?"

"Are you talking about that gentleman? I need to ask first, why do you want to mix this kind of spices?"

"I just think this taste is amazing, and I want to know what spices are used to make it. Please don't worry. I am a scholar, not a businessman, so I won't plagiarize your wisdom. After all, the wisdom of businessmen is also very shining and dazzling. I often feel that if I were a businessman, I might not be able to do it as well as you do..."

By appropriately belittling yourself, telling the other party that you have no ill intentions, and showing appropriate encouragement and reliance, you can make the other party easily confess everything.

"Of course, there are so many scholars, but there are only a few who know how to mix spices. Isn't this what you said... Every profession has its own specialties? When it comes to mixing spices, even if there are ten scholars, they can't make the same taste as mine!"

"So can you tell me how the other party mixes the ingredients? Please help me make one, I want to smell it..."

"Okay, first we need some rotting lilies, then a few pieces of ore. This ore will have a fishy smell that can cover up the smell of rotting. Then the dead branches of trees like this at home can remove the fishy smell very well, and finally the spicy taste will be left."

It's a very magical spice ratio. I saw that the other party added 56 things in one place, and finally combined them into a taste that makes people want to vomit. OK, OK, um, it's amazing...

"It smells amazing. I think it should be able to help me stay awake. Thank you very much, sir."

I took that one home, and the whole house was filled with an indescribable bad smell. I carefully distinguished this smell and it was actually very similar to that one, but it was not right. There was another smell missing, a smell that made me feel really sick. The smell now was just a little weird and pungent, but it was still acceptable, and it was not the kind of smell that would make me feel sick to the point of vomiting in the next second...

"So that's all they smell?"

I don't quite understand why it smells like this? Is there any special purpose for this strange smell?

It's another night, and it gets dark especially late in the desert, but we still have to rest now, because the sun will always set.

"..." I put the luggage down and lay back on the bed. After closing my eyes, I took a long time to fall asleep. There were many tiny sounds in my ears.

Listening carefully, it seemed like someone was talking to him, but the way they spoke was different. If it was the people in the dream, their voices should be intermittent, but the original timbre could be barely heard. It was not like now, as if they were speaking very softly against the wind.

I listened carefully, and after a long while I finally heard a little bit of sound...

"Why... don't... I..."

There was a very faint crying sound. I opened my eyes and the sounds around me seemed to disappear in an instant. It was so quiet that it felt a little unreal. I heard it in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness. I couldn't really fall asleep. I couldn't hear these sounds when I was awake.

"Are you spirits? If so, you have to let me fall asleep before I can listen carefully!"

I can barely communicate with the spirits because I have a middleman. It is useless for them to talk to me directly. I can't hear them. Although I am more sensitive to the supernatural and can see some dead souls, this comes at a very, very high price...

Why should I be allowed to see the souls of ordinary people? If all souls could be seen, it would be impossible to tell who was human and who was dead on the street...

"I'm going to sleep now. Talk to me after you fall asleep."

I closed my eyes and fell asleep again. I always felt that someone was saying something beside me. I tried to listen carefully, but I couldn't hear it clearly.

"Save me..." These were the only words that could be heard. They seemed to be shouting with all their might, and only these two words could be barely heard.

"..."

It became quiet again.

I finally fell into a real dream, and in the dream I took the sachet and asked the only person who was awake.

"It smells weird, and it's one point different from what I smelled, so what's missing?"

"It smells terrible... like a disgusting stink bug. No, a stink bug, at least not as disgusting as him..."

“You smell it?”

"His emotions gathered like the branches of a tree, and his soul fell like eternal darkness... It smells too bad, and the aura on his body is too obvious. There is no way to hide it... Of course, this is just my judgment. You can go and find the so-called evidence. Of course, I hope that the evidence still exists..."

He closed his eyes and stared calmly, showing for the first time the appearance of an immortal.