Chapter 3 "Genshin Forum"

Mo Yu didn't understand. Since this was a preview live broadcast... why didn't his screen even have a basic barrage?

Or... was this a bad joke from Nibelungen?

Mo Yu didn't know. Originally, his plan was quite clear. Now that he was the "Yao Guang Star" of Liyue, he had plenty of opportunities to visit the other six countries. This meant that... when the future travelers arrived, he had many reasons to follow them to visit the seven countries.

"As long as I hold on to this son of destiny, the "Fourth Adventer", maybe I can find another way to go home in the future?"

Of course, this idea seems quite clear, but it feels a bit too difficult to implement it one by one.

What's more... the inexplicable so-called preview special program he just saw, and the "Footprints" PV with several more lines than he remembered, not to mention that his own portrait actually appeared in the program.

These three shocks were simply fatal to Mo Yu's thinking, especially the last one.

He just leaned back in his chair, looking at the gradually dimming white paper in front of him and fell into deep thought. He didn't know whether his brain had really crashed or he was thinking about his future life.

And the next second, the "white paper" in front of him, which was already as black as it could not be, was kneaded by a pair of indescribable big hands in an instant, and gradually formed the shape of a chess piece.

Mo Yu had also noticed this scene a long time ago. Although he had seen a lot of storms and waves after becoming a real "Liyue Seven Stars", he had never seen such a thing as a supernatural event.

This is neither a fairy boat nor a crane temple, where do so many strange ghosts come from?

People are always afraid of things beyond their cognitive scope, and Mo Yu is no exception.

He looked at the chess piece that was being kneaded into shape bit by bit in front of him, and subconsciously wanted to shout, as if this method could give him courage.

However... now he couldn't make any sound, as if his vocal cords were completely suppressed by something, and he couldn't speak at all.

He wanted to run out of the carriage without caring about his "Yaoguangxing" image, but the reality was... Not only could he not make a sound, but even his limbs seemed to be tied to the seat with special chains.

This situation was really difficult for Moyu to understand. He could only watch the purple-black chess piece in front of him, which looked like the king chess piece in the chess he saw in his previous life, gradually taking shape and slowly approaching him.

Everything before made Moyu terrified, but just as the purple-black chess piece gradually approached his heart... Moyu suddenly became quiet again.

There was no life marquee in front of him, nor did he look back on this short but magical life, but he had only one thought:

- After so many years... Can I still not go back?

Just after he had this thought, he suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain, as if his heart had been completely replaced.

That kind of pain had long exceeded the limit that humans could bear. Under the protection mechanism of the brain, Moyu fainted in an instant.

His consciousness seemed to have fallen into an endless quagmire. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not jump out of the dark quagmire. He could only let himself sink slowly.

"Maybe... this is the process of death?" Mo Yu thought so, and then he closed his eyes as if he accepted his fate.

Suddenly, a circle of white ripples suddenly rippled in the dark sea of ​​consciousness, followed by a circle of purple ripples.

Under these two inexplicable energies, Mo Yu clearly felt that his body gradually became much lighter.

Unconsciously, he had changed from lying to standing.

Feeling the solidity under his feet, he slowly opened his eyes, and a ball of white light appeared in front of him.

For some reason, Mo Yu's subconscious told him that as long as he touched this ball of white light, he could return to his body.

With no way to go, he decided to believe in his subconscious and slowly put his hand on the ball of light in front of him.

The ball of white light suddenly became grand and fierce, like a white sun, and the fierce white light made Mo Yu subconsciously close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already back in the carriage.

Like a drowning man breathing fresh air, Mo Yu gasped for air, which made him wonder... Was everything he had just seen a dream?

A dream that he missed his hometown too much, a dream that was too nonsensical?

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then began to try to calm himself down.

Just when he was sure that everything he had just experienced was a dream, a voice that was neither male nor female came into his ears:

"I have returned your things... You know? Next... Go explore your own destiny? The fifth advent... Oh no, now it should be said... "Soul of another world"."

Mo Yu's pupils shrank violently the moment he heard this, but... He could barely be considered a person who had died twice and had seen inexplicable "supernatural events", so now he was a little curious and angry about this inexplicable voice, rather than fear.

The former was curious about what the voice said "your things" were, while the latter felt... that he was being played around by others.

But these relatively complex emotions did not last long. After Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, these emotions were completely cleared, and replaced by the "Yao Guangxing" who was like a dragon in the world of fame and fortune.

He leaned back in his chair and carefully thought about the words of the strange voice just now.

"My things...? It turns out that the compensation that should have been Nibelung was taken away by something else?"

"But... who could it be? At this time point... "Heavenly Law" should be sleeping, and the status of the "Seven Worldly Rulers" is still a little worse than that of the "Dragon King"... Could it be the four shadows?"

"But they are from Sky Island, why would they let me, the inheritor of "disaster", walk on Teyvat?"

......

Mo Yu's thoughts turned around and around, and he could not think of any reasonable explanation, which made him a little irritated.

He raised his hand and scratched his head in annoyance, as if he wanted to vent his anger in this way.

However... when he raised his head, the familiar "white paper" appeared in front of him again.

There were a few simple words written on it: "Genshin Forum"