Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

Sora's expression turned out to be true.

Abedo crossed his arms across his chest and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Did you guess it? Then let's go."

"Hey? Are you going to the camp again? Aren't you talking here?" Paimon was surprised. Didn't they just go down the mountain for a few minutes? Why did they have to go back again, even though she was not walking with her legs. But I also feel that running back and forth is weird and troublesome.

Wutong borrowed the water in the camp, washed the raspberries picked in his backpack, and put them in a pocket. He also expressed a calm attitude towards returning to the snow-capped mountains, and then softened his tone appropriately: "Good Paimon, best partner, let's go."

"Oh...Okay, I'll just accompany you..."

Some things should be said in a place with few people.

Back at the camp, Abedo asked a few people to sit down until the campfire was lit, and then said that he was surprised that the two of them could notice the difference between himself and the impostor.

——That is, the star on the neck.

This mark may be the starting point of everything. And the content that follows is indeed somewhat similar to the story atmosphere in the picture book.

Abedo touched his neck: "What do you think this diamond-shaped mark is?"

"Uh...tattoo? Badge? Isn't that right?" Shaking his head one after another, Paimon pouted in distress.

Sora made a bold guess: "Is it a scar?"

How can there be such a beautiful scar?

"This is mine..." Wutong couldn't help but speak, raised his head and pulled off the neck ring. Like a meandering water, it crossed half of the neck, and the scar reached to the throat. The healed skin is lighter in color than the surrounding skin, and the edges look wrinkled as if soaked in water, but they feel smooth to the touch. It's not a secret to her, everyone here has seen it: "Is it a birthmark?"

"Um...no, none of them. This is my flaw as a human being." Abedo lowered his eyes and picked up the bottle placed aside. The bottle was a beautiful orange-red color, glowing softly under the firelight. : "Have you ever seen various types of vessels made of glass? There is an artificial craft related to glass called blowing. Blowing technology is not popular in Teyvat. Therefore, most of the glassware produced by this process is expensive. Expensive. And the blowing process, as the name suggests, must have a hole for injecting air, just like blowing up a balloon."

Unscrewing the cork at the mouth of the bottle, Abedo blew into it gently, and the sound of the breath swirled around in the empty bottle, like the wind blowing into the valley, making a dull sound.

"For this reason, such glass products occasionally leave gaps for finishing. Such gaps are the traces of artificial production. It is a very wonderful and beautiful craft. Aunt Alice said that these manual traces are both artificial and artificial. The value of craftsmanship is the only flaw in a perfect work of art.”

Abedo raised his head slightly and pointed: "This mark is something similar."

Wutong is still free, and both of them are excellent listeners. At least that's what Abedo thinks. So it doesn't matter if you say more or less.

"The difference between artificial life and natural life lies in the different directions in which the power of life flows. The power of natural life comes from the inside out, so flowers go from curling to blooming, and leaves go from bending to stretching. When we watch flowers, we say the word bloom. A word. To create artificial life, to a certain extent, it is to input power from the outside in. The interface where the embryo finally gains vitality is the point where the glass product closes."

Tilt the mouth of the bottle, and the water remaining after cleaning the glass bottle follows a path from the bottom, absorbing the water droplets hanging on the wall along the way, and finally gathers into a crystal clear bean-sized water droplet. Under the influence of gravity, the air split open silently, falling to the ground with gleaming light, exploding into shapes that radiated outward.

"After the alchemical agent drops, it blooms in all directions, cleverly constructing this diamond shape."

Paimon was so fascinated by the "story" that he didn't even bother to eat the half-empty apple in his hand. The edges began to slowly oxidize and turn brown: "That's how it came about..."

After the demonstration, Abedo corked the bottle and put it back in its place: "The traces created are proof that I am imperfect as a human being. The impostor probably didn't want to become imperfect himself. I must have avoided this mark on purpose."

"..." This was obviously not something that could be easily evaluated. He turned his head and felt that this was the first time Wutong heard the other party say this, so he asked: "Tell us this, is it okay?"

"You two are fundamentally different from others. I won't have so many worries about sharing secrets with you." Albedo looked relaxed: "As Paimon said, it all sounds like a story. Even if you tell others, they will only be regarded as whimsical novels. Human beings not only long for transcendence and miracles, but their pursuit of the ordinary is far beyond our imagination."

Kong knew it, took the washed raspberries from Wutong's hand, and threw one into his mouth: "That's why there are aliens."

It's a coincidence that these four of them are all aliens.

Wutong gave away what was left in his pocket, clapped his hands, and stretched his waist: "Things that are completely different from myself only exist in stories. If you think about it this way, it will be much easier. In other words , these recent incredible things should become good novel themes."

"Speaking of which, some of my friends often write novels. If I let them write it, maybe the story will be more complicated." Abedo chuckled as a few familiar names flashed through his mind.

What's the big deal? Paimon handed the raspberries to Albedo, then ate two himself, with his hands on his hips: "I'm just making up a story, I can do it too!"

"Oh? I don't think Paimon has this ability."

"Hmph, I am the best guide in Teyvat. I can tell stories and make up stories."

That being the case.

Following the trend, Abedo first shook his head and refused Sora's raspberry feeding again, and then suggested: "In that case, do you want to have a story-making competition? Let's use what happened in the past few days as the material."

There is no need to think about the center of the story, or to fill in reasonable details. If we just use recent events as a template, Paimon readily agreed and was eager to try: "Okay, okay! However, we still have to go to the Adventurers Association to help ..."

"Creating something like this, of course, can't be rushed. Think about it slowly, and come to me when you have inspiration." Perhaps because he has too much experience coaxing Keli to accompany Keli, Albedo did not consciously express his emotions when talking to Paimon. He said with a gentle smile: "When the time comes, let's compete to see whose story is more exciting."