Genshin Impact: I wrote the plot into a novel to spoil the future

Samel also 'fulfilled' his wish, successfully entering the happy and joyful world he had dreamed of.

Most importantly, nothing unexpected happened to 'Seleues'.

Everything was perfect, so smooth that it didn't feel like a story written by Qiu Cheng.

If it were a typical everyday story, that would be fine, but adventure stories like this rarely go without some unexpected events.

The last expedition was to the Forest Book, and the one before that was to Crane View and the Layered Rock Abyss.

While the audience was marveling at how smoothly things were going, Jade and her father were even wondering where they would live after they got out.

Jeborelle said he would accompany Jade wherever she wanted to go, even if it was just Yufi's story, he would tell it to her if she wanted to hear it.

Even after returning to Aru Village, we can retrieve Jiede's mother's notes, which Jiede would likely want to read.

A bright future is beckoning, but the audience always feels that something is not quite right.

This conversation is full of foreshadowing! Jade and the others are like Yun Jin on a stage, covered in flags. Won't something unexpected happen?

Just as I was thinking about it, the Hall of Manifestations suddenly trembled, and an accident occurred!

[Samel's voice rang out: "Akhmar's power... is now ours!"]

Samel is not dead! Not only is he alive, he can even control the Hall of Manifestations to deal with the Travelers and their companions.

This is a crisis, and it's truly the biggest crisis of this trip so far.

Previously, when encountering enemies, the Traveler felt no threat or tension due to his combat prowess. But this time is different. Samel has no physical form now; he is dead on the throne.

The traveler, sword in hand, looked around, unsure where to attack; his brain was overloaded.

The entire building seemed to be hostile to the travelers, and behind them, a ripple chased after them like a wave.

No one knows the consequences of touching it, and no one wants to know the consequences of touching it.

The audience gasped. Could it be that things didn't turn out this way because we said things went smoothly?

They were puzzled when things went too smoothly, but became anxious when trouble actually came up. That's why Lin Qiu liked them.

Their reactions to the story, as seen in the system notifications, were absolutely hilarious, just like life itself...

Take Jade, for example. Her emotional state fluctuated wildly. She was saddened by her parents' story, but later felt guilty when she saw herself being arrested.

Now that Samel's spirits have soared and everyone is in danger, she's starting to get nervous again.

Moreover, her emotions were written all over her face. This was a movie theater, not a desert, so Jade wasn't wearing an eye mask, and her expression was clearly visible.

She frowned slightly, unconsciously clenching her back teeth, looking somewhat angry at Samel, her expression resembling that of a hissing caracal.

Clearly, she was very nervous and was watching the story unfold with rapt attention.

[Samel: "Insects...don't even think about leaving! Don't even think about taking the secret with you..."]

The 'wave' is closing in relentlessly, and the group has no choice but to run away. What should they do if things continue like this?

Sammer has taken control of the entire Hall of Transfiguration; will he leave an exit for everyone?

The thought of running to the end and not finding an exit made even the viewers watching this segment tense.

How can we tell if people are nervous? Let's put it this way: most audience members unconsciously sit up straight, lean forward slightly, and then clench their anus.

Chapter 772: Zeborele also triggered his deathrattle.

However, what I feared most came to pass. I was worried something might go wrong when I saw them making predictions in their chat, and sure enough, something did happen.

Now I was wondering what would happen if I got to the door and found there was no door, and sure enough, there was no door.

There was a door, but it was locked and couldn't be opened.

Some more sensitive viewers couldn't help but slap themselves, wondering why they couldn't think of anything better.

Although they knew the plot was predetermined and had nothing to do with their own ideas, the sentimental people didn't think too much about it; otherwise, what kind of sentimental people would they be?

Right now, everyone just wants to know how to get out of this situation.

Break through the door? Although the traveler has inexhaustible strength, it's doubtful whether he can actually smash this door, after all, the Red King's technology is truly awe-inspiring.

If only Lei Dianying were in the team right now, even though she doesn't like to use her brain, her muscles are really impressive, giving a great sense of security.

Since such a high-level power is not available now, there is only one option left: to enter the 'Golden Dreamland' to confront Samel's will.

Once control of the Hall of Divine Manifestation is gained, the door can be opened.

Jeborele felt it was his duty to protect everyone as they left.

Zhebolele turned and walked towards the 'wave' behind him. The moment he touched the wave, he was also drawn into the 'Golden Dreamland', and there was no turning back now.

Samel said, "Zebler, ha ha, you've come!"

Sammer smiled broadly, as if he had been eagerly anticipating Jeborele's arrival.

"I knew it... I knew it! You and I are both Thutmose's twin blades, and our entire lives are dedicated to unlocking the mysteries of the Golden Dreamland..."

"You took a longer route, but that doesn't matter anymore. Because at the end of the long road, we'll meet again."

The audience looked at him strangely. Samel, what exactly is your obsession? That's a really weird thing to say.

I used to think your obsession was to uncover the truth of the 'Golden Dreamland', but now it seems like your obsession is actually with Zebulele.

What exactly are you trying to do? This is a distorted form of love!

Samel continued, “You were merely temporarily blinded; the sands of Thutmose will eventually return to Ahmar’s feet.”

"Like a dehydrated person craving a spring of sweet water, only the illusion of an eternal oasis can alleviate this torment..."

Sammer's 'puzzling' statement eased the tension among the audience.

Instead, I felt bewildered: Samel, are you really normal?

You're saying he was temporarily blinded by greed, so you killed his wife? You thought that would bring him back? Are you really normal?!

[Samel: "Ah...you're not 'us' yet."]

"...It's okay, soon, very soon 'you' will be gone. 'You' will become part of 'us,' and then these pointless words will no longer be needed."

Samel was saying some incomprehensible things, and the audience at that moment only felt that his speech was very 'gravity field', and had no other feelings.

Little did they know that this was also a small foreshadowing of the future story of Fontaine.

This golden dreamland actually shares some similarities with Master René's plan; both are forms of collective consciousness.

However, Rene's side consists of elemental life forms, while Golden Dreamland is a kind of 'digital life form'.

After reading the story of Fontaine, everyone has to complain: Did the Red King also have a prophecy that one day the desert will rise and drown all his people, leaving only the Grass God to weep on his throne?

Therefore, the Red King's Golden Dreamland was actually a way to fight against the prophecy!

The sand-blocking wall seems to have an even greater function; perhaps it's meant to counter the prophecy.

Even Apep would have to shout: "Forest, I have returned!"

After saying this, the Great Compassion Tree King said, "I hope you enjoy your role for the past five hundred years," and then it was deleted.

Ms. Fulina, what do you think of this role?

Funina would find this role very interesting and would like to act in it.

Returning to the story, Zeborele is struggling against the assimilation of the group. He is an independent individual with his own desires and is not a vassal of Thutmour!

[Samel shook his head: "Zebler, why don't you understand? Love is nothing but a fever. I kindly cleared away the 'lesions' for you, but it seems the high fever has made you lose your mind."]

"Human warmth... I despise this emotion; it makes you weak."

"Your betrayal is like a scimitar plunged into my heart."

Sammer's series of remarks sounded somewhat 'yandere'; he wanted to persuade Jeborele to give up his feelings and desires and stop resisting the fusion of the cluster.

The audience was also a bit annoyed. How could someone describe another man's wife as a lesion? The last time they saw this kind of thinking was with Dotole.

Excuse me, we have seen the yandere's illness. He is indeed ill. So, where is the yandere?

Jade trembled with rage. "You despise this kind of emotion, so you killed my mother? And you even think it's for my father's good?"

It's best to just admire 'yandere' characters in cultural works; if you encounter them in real life, you'd better run away.

Sammer continued to speak his thoughts, saying that there was only sand here, and that Jeborele was also a grain of sand in the sea of ​​sand, one with them.

Sammer likened them to sand dunes, implying that he and Jeborele would eventually become one, as inseparable as the sand that makes up the dunes.

Sammer's words were persuasive and influenced Geboreler's thinking, not because they were reasonable.

Rather, it was because 'Golden Dreamland' kept urging Zeborele to fall asleep, as if all his troubles would disappear once he fell asleep.

No more worries, no more pain... The beautiful dream is waiting for him there, Youfei... Youfei should be there too, right?

His physical form had vanished in the outside world, but Paimon and Jade's unbelievable words and voices reached his ears.

[Jade: "(I don't believe it! He's a man of his word, he promised to tell me about my mother...you all heard it! He wouldn't lie to me, he's never lied to me, sob...)"]

The words that suddenly pierced the darkness felt like a needle digging into a fingernail, and Zeborele abruptly opened his eyes.

He seemed to 'see' his daughter crying.

Yufei might be waiting for her in her dreams, but her daughter is still outside!

'He wouldn't lie to me; he's never lied to me.'

Jeborele can only hear Jade's voice, but the audience can see the images.

In the video, Jade is crying out, waving and grabbing at the spot where her father disappeared, as if trying to catch him and bring him back.

Her other hand was being held by the traveler; if it weren't for Yingmei holding her, the emotionally distraught Jade would likely have collapsed to the ground.

The 'wave' was still approaching, but Jade no longer cared.

Chapter 773 Farewell at the End of an Era

The sight of Jade breaking down in tears touched everyone's hearts. Recalling how cheerful and innocent she was when they first met her, her smile back then stands in stark contrast to her current sadness.

Her playful words had become so desperate because her father, who had always protected her, was no longer there.

The doors to the Hall of Manifestations were opened. Zeborele never lied to her; he resisted the will of the 'cluster' and forcibly took control.

Jeborele has realized that he will inevitably be integrated into the 'Cluster', but—the will of the 'Cluster' does not necessarily have to be decided by you, Samel.

In the final moments before merging into the cluster, Zeborele's soliloquy could be heard from the screen.

[Jede, I'm sorry, you'll have to walk your own path from now on... You won't forgive me, will you? After all, this is the first time I've broken a promise with you.]

Jade, when you wake up again, you'll find the world is no longer beautiful, and those beautiful everyday moments are gone forever...

The screen was black, and Zeberlele's voice was as deep as ever.

But this time his low voice was no longer reassuring; this time, his voice was full of reluctance to part.

Behind his voice, there seemed to be many more voices, so numerous and chaotic that they were hard to distinguish, except for the voice of Zeberlele, which was clear to all.

['There are many voices here. I think I hear Yufi's voice; she's humming a folk song from her hometown.']

As a viewer, Jade couldn't help but shed tears when she heard this. She heard it; she heard a female voice humming in the background.

The beautiful, sweet female voice paired with the man's deep sorrow created a striking contrast that intensified the atmosphere of the conversation, causing other listeners to lose control of their emotions as well.

This humming is indeed a folk song from Yufi's hometown, but the person who recorded it was actually Nilu.

"Ah... I wish you could hear it too. Why didn't I tell you more about her? Her soft curls, and her innocent smile."

As Zeborelle began to reminisce about the past, images flashed by one by one, first Yufi's smiling face, then Jade's smiling face.

They look so alike; they both smile so innocently. But the images flash by faster and faster. Jade and Yufei are only there for a fleeting moment, and more and more indistinguishable images appear on the screen.

In reality, Jade tried to put on a smile like her mother, turning to look at Jeborele, though the tears on her face were still wet with tears.

I saw it, Dad. I saw everything you wanted to tell me. It's not too late.

Jeborele was somewhat at a loss; he was not good at expressing his emotions.

He is not good at expressing his emotions and does not like to let his daughter see his 'soft' side. He wants to leave his daughter with a strong and reliable image.

So all his words turned into a small smile, and then he reached out and wiped away his daughter's tears.