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

Mandrill's karma has been seriously eroded, and Ying will have to stay in Liyue for a while.

After Nanke checked out all the seven-day statues in Liyue, he decided to take the first step and embark on the journey to Xumi.

Even if she doesn't seek revenge from the Doctor, she is still the one summoned by Nasida.

It is imperative to go to Sumeru and meet Nasida.

Just like when they came, it was Zhongli who saw them off: "Xumi is a country of wisdom. However, in recent hundreds of years, the Grass God has become weak. If you want to see her, you may have to go through the Xumi Order first. The situation is complicated. , you two must think twice before you act.”

"Thank you, Mr. Zhongli, for the tip." Nanke said sincerely.

Zhongli nodded easily: "Take care."

There is a rainforest between Liyue and Xumi, which is a natural national border. Nanke stood at the entrance of the rainforest, watching Zhongli go away with his hands behind his back, when he suddenly heard a cold voice beside him.

"He's a guest at a small coffin shop, so he knows too much."

Nanke looked back at the skirmishers.

His face was expressionless, and he stared at Zhongli's back as he turned around the mountain circuit, his eyes sharp.

Like a wild wolf alerting intruders who break into the territory.

Examine each other carefully and try to find flaws and weaknesses.

Nan Ke is an afterthought.

Ah, the skirmishers don’t know Zhongli’s identity yet.

"The country collapsed," she held the soldier's finger to prevent him from being disrespectful and attacking Zhongli. "It may be hard to believe, but Zhongli is actually..."

The skirmisher said: "One of the first descendants."

Nanke: "...Emperor Rock King."

After the words fell, Nanke was stunned.

The skirmishers also frowned.

"Even if he is really the God of Rock," the soldier frowned and thought for a moment, "but don't you think it's abnormal that even the God of Wind was isolated that day, but he was present in the conversation about the Adventer?"

"But the first descendant, I remember Albedo said..."

A person who became the maintainer of heavenly justice is now asleep.

One who guards the borders of Teyvat and sacrifices himself for sin.

There is also a wise man who comes with the meteor...

Nanke opened his eyes slightly and stopped talking.

...There is no intelligence.

"At first, I guessed that because of some hidden reason, Abedo deliberately obscured this person's information," the skirmisher continued, "but I didn't know that Zhongli was the God of Rock, so when he first mentioned the disaster, I noticed something was wrong. , and then for the second time, when he said it was 'just around the corner' regarding the artificial adventer plan..."

"The two of us, plus Ying, Abedo, Tianli or Kong, and the doctor, there are only six people." Nanke reacted.

"He wouldn't have said that unless he knew who the seventh man was."

"Meeting stars, wise men, can also fight against them... But," Nanke was deeply shocked, "Can the descendants become gods?"

The skirmisher laughed: "Isn't there an example of becoming a descendant after becoming a god right in front of you?"

Nanke looked at him.

History will not change easily, and when Yingying arrives in Xumi, the God of Righteousness will be born soon.

If there is no contradiction between being a god and being a descendant.

Can the skirmishers once again...

"Hold your head." Seeing what she was thinking, the skirmishers came closer and pinched her face to bring her back to her senses. "The duty of a god is to love people. Do I look like I can do that?"

...can’t do it?

Nanke had doubts.

Nanke was pulled by the skirmishers and walked into the deep rain forest.

The layered canopy of trees overhead blocked the sky, making it almost impossible for sunlight to penetrate, and the vision was dim.

Underfoot are soft leaves, entwining roots, vines and low ferns. If you are not careful, you will fall and eat the mud.

I actually thought about flying directly from above.

But the hot and humid air of the rainforest is still mixed with a strong scent of the devil's residue, and it is no surprise that it is a dead zone.

Skirmishers are not immune to the contamination of the Demonic God's residue. Rather than flying in mid-air and being suddenly chased by missiles from the Dead Zone, it is better to slow down and avoid them carefully.

As Nanke walked, he coveted the colorful mushrooms on the ground: "The country has collapsed, can you recognize the mushrooms?"

"I'm not afraid of being poisoned, so why do I admit this?"

"Oh——" Nanke drawled.

The skirmisher looked back and saw her staring at the mushroom with a regretful expression: "..."

Although Nanke has long known that skirmishers have great powers.

But watching him pick and choose all the way, when he just happened to hold an armful full of mushrooms, he happened to encounter a hanging pot that should not appear in the depths of the dense forest, and he felt somewhat supernatural.

Nanke asked curiously while boiling water: "Guobeng, how did you know there was a pot here?"

"Compared to this," the skirmisher used a knife to cut crosses out of the processed mushrooms one by one and threw them into the boiling water, "you should be more concerned about whether these things are really edible."

"?" Nanke blinked, "Did you pick it up casually?"

The skirmisher laughed, whirled the knife between his fingers, and looked at her: "What do you think?"

It is always difficult to guess the thoughts of skirmishers.

The rising water vapor brought out the delicious fragrance of the fungi. Nanke lowered his eyes and thought, and suddenly found a cute little purple mushroom swirling with the boiling water in the pot where the water vapor was rising.

"The country collapsed." Nanke pointed at it and faced the stragglers with a smile.

The purple eyes paused for a moment, then raised and closed, and a chestnut fell on Nanke's forehead: "What do you need to take care of?"

Facts have proved that even if she makes her angry, Shan Bing's food safety concepts are still as reliable as Shan Bing's cooking skills.

After eating and drinking, they packed up their luggage and moved on.

This rainforest is not big. As long as you hurry up, you can reach Sumeru on the other side before dark.

Occasionally, you will pass by some small round stone houses, only half a person's height, covered with moss and vines, standing among tree roots or rocks.

"The country is collapsing," Nanke didn't care about this. A cold feeling came from the front, "The front is a dead zone."

"I feel it," the skirmisher stopped. "There is someone trapped inside. Should I go alone, or should we go together?"

Under the cover of the heavy trees, evil spirits are rising into the sky. If there is really someone inside, it will be very bad.

"Let's go together." Nanke squeezed his hand.

After walking a few more steps, a strange gray suddenly appeared in the green rain forest.

It's like a ball of gas or a liquid, adhering to the land and vegetation, like a corrosive poison, causing dryness and death wherever it touches.

The rotten and sluggish smell, together with the manic roars of monsters inside the Dead Territory, filled the air from inside the Dead Territory.

The skirmishers did not step into that area immediately.

"People are still inside," he gestured to the black branches growing in the Dead Realm, and a strange red light spread from the bud of one of the branches, reaching deeper into the Dead Realm. "I will deal with the monsters, you Follow these connections to eliminate the dead zone tumors.”

The grass seeds that grew due to the self-purification ability of the forest were not far away. Nanke nodded and said, "Be careful."

"Who do you think you are talking to?" the skirmisher chuckled.

The purple divine ring emerged from behind him, and in just an instant, it rose from the ground and swept into the ominous thick fog of the Death Realm.

Nanke also condensed the elemental power into the palm of his hand.

The gorgeous broken bow appears, the thunder element seems to be formed into a string, and a virtual arrow shoots out, hitting the grass seeds wrapped in layers of shell leaves to burst.

When Nanke took the last grass seed step by step and aimed at the dead zone tumor, the skirmishers were still fighting against a steady stream of strange things.

If the dead realm is not removed, there will be no end to the growth of weirdness.

At the same time, even if they rescue someone, it is difficult to ensure that the person contaminated by the devil's residue will not go insane.

But when Nanke looked up and saw the person fighting the skirmishers, he was so shocked that even his crosshairs trembled.

Messy long green hair, and gloomy pink-purple pupils.

The girl in the black dress stumbled and got up from the ground under the pressure of thunder. Her two arms hung weakly in front of her body, and the loose bandages were covered with black and cold scales.

"Ke Lai?!" Nanke exclaimed.

Kelai was covered in black energy and stood among the monsters in the Dead Realm.

His mind seemed unclear, and he was controlled by the Dead Realm. He was ignoring the bloody mouths of the monsters around him, and used the remaining power to attack the skirmishers.

The skirmishers didn't take her seriously. They just had to protect her while dealing with her attacks. Their lips pursed into a straight line, showing a little irritation.

Whether it was because his name was called or he was reacting to the voice, the black energy surging around Ke Lai's body shrank slightly, and he turned towards Nanke following the girl's blank gaze.

Oops!

Nanke held Feilei tightly, and immediately moved his eyes back to the dead zone tumor in the distance, took aim, and let go.

The moment the arrow hit the dead tumor with grass seeds, the cold and rancid wind was so close that it almost touched Nanke's face.

The vigorous grass element exploded the cancer, and then a touch of green swept across. The breeze wiped away the black air on the side of her face. The vegetation that had been eroded by the dead area also came back to life, and the green leaves sprouted again.

Nan Ke's heart was beating fast. He opened his mouth and let out a breath before turning back to look at Kelai.

What came into view was a skirmisher carrying the unconscious Kelai, twisting his waist and exerting force, as if he was about to be thrown away in just a millisecond.

His face looked very ugly.

Obviously not to Ke Lai, but to Nan Ke.

The skirmishers gave up their efforts with expressionless faces, so Kelai fell to the ground and sunk into the bare mud.