Genshin Impact: Please don’t bully me, fellow stragglers

"You mean," Nanke said seriously, holding his chin and thinking, "the doctor's real purpose may not be to create a god, but... to use you to simulate Reindot's experiment to contact the World Tree? Take Hypatia away, It’s because…”

"Hypatia has been in contact with my consciousness," the skirmisher frowned, "Since the Little Lucky Grass King has successfully backed up my memory, in other words, what the doctor took away was probably a copy of the book that avoided the World Tree. Interference, completely record the experimental data of my process of becoming a god."

"If Hypatia's records still exist after you are deleted, it means that it is feasible to rewrite the world in this way, Doctor..." Nanke murmured, feeling something bad in his heart, "Doctor's slicing technology Based on you, so his slice is probably the same as yours, which is..."

"Alchemy life." The skirmisher said firmly, "Although the lifespan and IQ are worrying, the advantage is that there are enough of them. Hundreds of years later, they should have completed the tour just like me."

"No wonder..." Nanke suddenly realized.

No wonder the doctor was willing to give up the slice and make a deal with Nasida.

The doctor already has everything he wants and deserves. As long as his consciousness is still there and his heart of god is still there, he can step on the remains of the God of Zhengji and embark on the road to becoming a god again.

Rather, everything, including the failure of the skirmishers, was within the doctor's calculations.

The skirmisher has only one wish, to prove himself, so the doctor can easily hold him in his hand and play with him for five hundred years.

But after the wish comes true, will the stragglers still be controlled by the fools?

It's impossible for a doctor with a cunning mind to fail to consider this.

Rather than entrusting a great opportunity to a wild horse that may run away at any time, it is better to keep it to yourself.

The World Tree contains all the mysteries of Teyvat. For the doctor, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the Fruit of Eden that he has been looking for all his life.

What a terrible lunatic.

"The observed history cannot be changed, that's what Sora said," Nanke looked at the skirmishers, "What do you want to do?"

The skirmisher narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes: "It depends on how much you know about the future."

"Only after the doll gets your memory, the doctor should have left Sumeru by then."

"He should have gone back to Zhidong to rendezvous with his true body," the skirmisher chuckled. "After all, he split himself into thousands of parts. Only his brain is left in his original body. He is hiding in a secret that only he knows. The place."

"The country collapsed." Nanke looked at his eager expression and didn't agree with it.

The Doctor belongs to the Fools, and even if the executives have their own ideas, they all work for Zhi Dong after all, and they cannot allow stragglers to break into the Queen's territory and sit idly by.

"Don't worry, although I don't want to admit it, with my personal strength, I can't afford to offend those monsters in the executive officer." The skirmisher patted her head to comfort her, "After getting the body back, I need to contact the World Tree , the doctor will definitely look for the Little Lucky Grass King again, that is our chance."

"us"?

Nanke couldn't help but open his lips slightly, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Skirmishers... actually took her into consideration.

"But that will be a long time later." Nanke swept his hand from his head, "In the meantime we..."

"Girl," the door was suddenly knocked from outside, and an old voice shouted, "Miss Nanke, I'm sorry to bother you."

"Let's talk about it later." The soldier stopped talking, smoothed down her wrinkled clothes, stood up and opened the door, "What's the matter?"

The mother-in-law outside the door was dressed in black mourning clothes and bowed her head respectfully: "There are too many people who died in the war. We want to hold a common funeral for everyone..."

Yueshi Village's material reserves are not sufficient, and it is not appropriate to make a big deal out of dangers from the outside world.

There was no wine, no flowers. In a clearing cleared by everyone, women, the elderly and children each dug out shallow pits and buried the personal belongings of their deceased relatives.

Nanke also put on black clothes and stood behind to watch the ceremony with his bed in his arms.

Asase Hibiki's relics are all at the shrine, and the only thing buried is the wooden plaque with his name engraved on it.

"Are you going to throw this guy in?" The skirmisher stretched out his middle finger and poked Suzi's little head.

Suzi is not very good at talking yet, but he already has a relatively deep understanding of human language.

He bared his teeth immediately.

"The country is collapsing," Nanke smoothed over his words and said, "Stop talking."

Don’t expect stragglers to empathize with everyone.

Thank God for not ruining the mood.

The skirmisher's eyebrows moved slightly, he glanced at her and said softly, "Huh."

This woman is getting more and more arrogant.

After the burial, the villagers gathered on one side of the cemetery and knelt down together to salute.

The suppressed sobs before finally turned into unbridled crying on the ground.

Cries at funerals have weight.

When it finally came to an end, Nanke closed his eyes and prayed silently to the countless tombs in front of him.

No more wars.

Sora came back three days later, followed by the panting shogunate officers and soldiers who came all the way through thorns and thorns.

The only island closest to Qinglai Island that has rescue capabilities is Kannazuka's Tenlord Formation House.

When the eager villagers saw the officers and soldiers, their faces turned pale and they retreated. Nanke and the skirmishers who were originally standing on the side became the first people the officers and soldiers bumped into.

Kong shook off the blood beads on the blade, turned around and introduced to the captain-like officers and soldiers behind him: "These two are the protectors..."

"The country collapsed?!" Before Kong could finish his words, the captain stepped forward excitedly, his eyes widened and he lost his voice, "You are actually still alive!"

The skirmisher turned away from his expressionless face and raised his hand to turn the gauze curtain of his hat in front of him.

"Don't you recognize me?" The captain expressed his grief, his open hands trembling, "I am a comrade who was in the same illegal team as you!!!"

Ok?

Nanke looked at the skirmishers.

The captain burst into tears: "I remember when the buttons on your armor fell off, I sewed them on for you. Oh, after you disappeared in the Wuxiang Blade, we thought you were dead and we opened it for you. A memorial service was held and a monument was erected..."

"You don't need that kind of thing," the skirmisher's mouth twitched slightly, and finally he couldn't hold himself back and spoke, "So, you're here specifically to reminisce about the past?"

"You are indeed still so rebellious," the captain wiped away his tears with a pleased expression, "You're right, business is important. I'll come back to you when I'm free."

After that, he turned around to greet the officers and soldiers behind him, and arranged the treatment of the wounded and counted the number of villagers in an orderly manner.

After a brief panic, the villagers realized that these officers and soldiers were here to rescue them.

Sora found a wall and leaned against it with his sword, watching the villagers gradually lowering their guard and walking together with the shogunate soldiers, smiling tiredly and softly: "In the face of external disasters, it is really easy for human beings to unite."

"Yes," Nanke said with emotion, "Song, you have worked hard these days, do you want to rest at our place?"

"No, Dain can't teleport with me. He's still in Xumi. It's too late to go back. He should be worried."

"You have a good traveling companion." Nanke curled his lips.

"You too." Kong glanced at the stragglers guarding not far away with arms folded, and his smile widened a little, "By the way, Nanke, I haven't thanked you for telling me Ying's news. Thanks to you, I finally decided. ."

"What to decide?"

"Aimless searching is like finding a needle in a haystack. Since those who arrive will not be recorded by the World Tree, then, after I travel through the seven countries, I will write myself into the tree, so that the people who will be there five hundred years from now can read from the World Tree. Catch a glimpse of my footsteps.”

Kong straightened up as he spoke, threw up the sword in his arms, and caught it neatly with one hand, "It's hard to predict the reunion, Nanke, if you meet Ying before me, please tell her, just say—— "

"Worrying Sora has been waiting for her for a long time."