Genshin Impact: Danmaku—Live Comments in My Eyes [1] & Synopsis

I’m a man with a camera sprouting from his head…

When live comments from another dimension invaded my world, they began trying to control my life!

They seemed to know plenty of secrets—Ningguang would become the Tianquan, Xingqiu was apparently a “top-tier unit”…

Using that information, I managed to raise my standing—until that very day…

They told me that the bum strolling toward me with a birdcage in his hand was Rex Lapis.

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In Liyue, there are plenty of wealthy merchants. Even if they are just a single household they live in pavilions and grand manors, dining on delicacies from mountain and sea.

It showcases Liyue’s prosperity to the fullest—and yet they sigh every day, thinking about more business and more Mora.

In Liyue, there are just as many poor people. A whole family squeezes into a tiny, rundown house, eating the cheapest coarse‑flour steamed buns.

They drag down Liyue’s living standards—and yet they savor their days, cheerful and content.

And Wang Hao was exactly the sort of person “dragging down Liyue’s living standards.”

It wasn’t that he was lazy or unwilling to earn Mora—he was simply too young, and decent work was hard to come by.

That’s right: Wang Hao was fourteen, studying at Liyue’s largest academy—Tongwen Academy—a young scholar.

He was an orphan. His parents were unknown Adventurers, and after an expedition, they never returned.

He’d ended up in an orphanage at a very young age. Fortunately, his parents had left behind a quite the sum of Mora with the Adventurers’ Guild.

According to their will, it would be released to him little by little. For now, its main purpose was to keep him fed and pay his tuition.

Lately, though, Wang Hao really had been troubled.

His troubles began with an accident a few days earlier.

He’d been running a stall at the docks of Liyue Harbor—this was Liyue, after all. Children setting up stalls at a young age was perfectly normal.

But even a tiny hustle could go wrong. While selling Glaze Lilies he’d faked using ordinary lilies, he was exposed by a white‑haired big sister. Afraid the Millelith would arrest him, he panicked and ran. Unfortunately he fell into the water and came down with a serious illness.

Of course, if it were just a fall and a simple illness, that would be one thing.

What truly troubled Wang Hao was that his illness seemed to have left aftereffects.

Now, his vision was constantly crossed by strange bubbles, and inside those bubbles were even stranger words.

Even stranger still, he clearly didn’t recognize the script—yet somehow, he could understand its meaning.

And these bubbles appeared without any pattern at all.

After a full day of testing, Wang Hao discovered that he could communicate with them. He also learned what they were called: danmaku (floating comments).

With a bit of simple back‑and‑forth, the text in the bubbles told Wang Hao that they were observers from another world, from a place called Earth. Through Wang Hao’s eyes, they were watching this world—Teyvat.

Wang Hao didn’t know what danmaku were, but he did know that the world he lived in was called the continent of Teyvat.

So he half believed, half doubted the danmaku before him.

[What a crappy little house. In China, I bet nobody would live in a place like this.]
[Bullshit. Last time I went to an alley, that pretty big sis took me somewhere about the same.]
[Bro above, elaborate on the pretty big sis.]
[Damn, why are there thirsty creeps everywhere—count me in.]
[Must be nice. Bet you’ve never seen real hardship. Places like this are everywhere.]

Even though the danmaku were always spewing random nonsense, Wang Hao still picked up a few things.

After all, he was an outstanding student in Tongwen Academy’s Junior Literature Division.

First, whoever—or whatever—was behind these danmaku lived fairly comfortable lives. At the very least, food, clothing, shelter, and transport weren’t problems for them.

Second, the number of danmaku spiked whenever Wang Hao looked at pretty big sisters. Clearly, the people watching through his eyes weren’t just the few who posted comments—there were many more lurking silently.

Lastly, these people seemed extremely familiar with the continent of Teyvat. For example:

[Wang Hao, hurry up and grow up, then take us to go chase Raiden Shogun.]
[Why not Yae Miko? What, you don’t like that teasing fox?]
[I think Hu Tao is the cutest. Director Hu is the best!]
[Sing her praises forever, never‑ending solo dance, the god loves all—long live the Furina faith!]

Wang Hao didn’t know who Raiden Shogun or Yae Miko were, but he did know Hu Tao.

That little girl from the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor had once studied at Tongwen Academy as well. For some reason, she hadn’t shown up for class in a long time.

And the danmaku were calling her “Director Hu,” but… wasn’t the director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor Hu Tao’s grandfather?

Wang Hao found it strange, but he didn’t dwell on it. He was quickly drawn in by other information in the danmaku.

These comments were actually starting to suggest ways for him to get rich.

[Make glass! Don’t all those transmigration novels have people making glass?]
[Liyue just looks ancient. It’s not actually ancient. Look at the window behind Wang Hao—doesn’t that look like glass?]
[Make gunpowder, then go rob the Northland Bank!]
[Are you serious? Even if Wang Hao could make gunpowder, you think the Northland Bank would be scared?]
[Better to start with a small stall business. Isn’t that what Ningguang did? And she still made it into the Liyue Qixing!]

A flicker of doubt rose in Wang Hao’s mind. Was there someone in the Liyue Qixing named Ningguang?

He scratched his head, then remembered something. Recently, there really had been rumors that one of the Qixing—the Tianquan—was about to be replaced.

Could it be…

Linking that with the earlier talk of “Director Hu Tao,” Wang Hao arrived at a rather absurd conclusion:

What the danmaku were saying might be information from the future!

Wang Hao’s eyes lit up. If that was true, then could these danmaku give him even more accurate information about what was to come?

With that thought, Wang Hao looked at the danmaku. Putting on an innocent expression, he said, “Do you really want to help me earn Mora?”

Wang Hao spoke with exaggerated seriousness, but his childish voice made him sound a bit adorable.

[That innocent little face—are you serious?]
[Waaah, Wang Hao, you’re so cute! Mommy’s in love~]
[Hey, wanna have one with me?]
[Don’t lead Wang Hao astray, okay?]
[Yeah, Wang Hao—we want to help you make money. Do you have any ideas?]

Finally seeing something useful, Wang Hao’s eyes brightened. He hurriedly asked, “If you really want to help me, then can you confirm this—does someone named Ningguang really hold a seat among the Qixing?”

[Of course! Tianquan Ningguang—she’s the head of the Qixing!]
[The Qixing aren’t ranked.]

As the danmaku began arguing over whether the Qixing had a “head,” Wang Hao ignored them and focused on his own plans for making money.

He thought for a moment, then glanced at the sky outside. It was already fully bright.

Crap. Teacher only gave me three days off—I have to get to the academy. If I’m late, I’ll get the cane.

Ever since he was little, Wang Hao had known he had to study. Otherwise, he’d end up like the uncles at the docks, selling his strength for a living.

So he held the academy’s teachers in great respect and didn’t dare show the slightest disrespect.

And the teachers liked this clever child as well.

Of course, it would be even better if this child didn’t disappear every few days to set up a stall at the docks.

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T/N: 14 yr old acting cute…. bro must have not hit puberty yet

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