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

Late at night, Tinari's study was brightly lit.

Kelai was curled up on the bench with a green blanket reading light novels. Tinari rarely let go of the restriction order on miscellaneous books, but she couldn't turn a page for a long time and glanced at the study from time to time.

Nanke sat across the table and wrote a letter to Ying.

History will not change easily. If Nasida is to regain her freedom as soon as possible, she must rely on her to cooperate with them inside and outside.

Of course, "Li Ying" refers to her and the skirmishers.

Nan Ke was drying the ink in front of the light, and found Ke Lai sitting there in a daze. He waved his hand in front of her eyes: "Ke Lai? If you are sleepy, you can go and rest."

Kelai shook his head, closed the novel book he had been holding for a long time, and asked uneasily: "Miss Nanke, the books of the Sheng Lun School are particularly difficult to understand. Can Mr. Guobeng really learn them all in one night?"

Nanke curled his lips: "He can do anything."

Kelai opened his mouth slightly, his expression showing distrust: "Yes?"

Beauty is really in the eye of the beholder, right?

"If a blond traveler comes to Huachengguo, please give this to her," Nanke folded the letter and handed it to Kelai, "She is my friend, and I ask you to take care of her when she passes by Huachengguo. .”

"Definitely!" Kelai solemnly took it with both hands.

"There's no need to be so serious." Nanke smiled.

There was a creak of the door, and Tinari walked out of the study with his head lowered in thought. He bumped into them and said unexpectedly: "Why haven't you gone to bed yet?"

"Master, I can't sleep." Kelai said weakly.

"How is the study of Guobeng?" Nanke asked.

"It went smoothly beyond my imagination," Tinari sighed and sat down at the table, "Miss Nanke, I dare say that Mr. Guobeng's ability to learn and memorize information exceeds nine percent of those in the Order Academy. A nineteen-year-old scholar, not only that, but he is also able to understand all kinds of complex theories of the Biophysics, and he is simply a genius among geniuses."

"So powerful?" Ke Lai was incredulous.

Tinari took the light novel in her hand, spent three seconds flipping through it from cover to cover, and then spread his hands: "This is the speed at which he reads."

Kelai was shocked from ear to ear.

Nanke suppressed the curve of his mouth: "If Guobeng can successfully join the project, Mr. Tinari should not be entangled anymore."

"After all, what they want is not me, but my research ability," Tinari sighed. "Watching Mr. Guobeng study, I felt pressure for the first time. Someone outside the world said this. So right."

"Mr. Tinari is also very knowledgeable." Nanke praised each other in business.

"Don't try to offend me. I don't know how to thank you for helping me out." Tinari smiled wryly and waved his hands, "However, there is one thing I'm curious about. You put so much effort into going to the Order Academy to see the grass. After Lord God, what do you want to request from Lord Grass God?"

Before answering, Nanke glanced at the closed door of the study.

She is talking nonsense here, and the skirmishers will definitely hear it.

But this does not affect her performance.

Nanke straightened his expression: "Actually, the age of the country's collapse was much older than mine."

Tinari and Kelai showed surprised expressions at the same time.

"You should have noticed his condition," Nanke sighed with a deep tone, "We walked from Daozhu to Xumi and sought medical advice everywhere, but he just... couldn't grow taller, so we could only leave the last My hopes are placed in the wise Lord Grass God."

"Pfft".

Kelai suppressed a laugh and quickly covered his mouth.

Tinari coughed twice: "This question is indeed... serious. As the saying goes, no one is perfect. I hope you can get what you want."

After saying that, he nodded pretending to be profound.

Nanke spent a lot of effort to manage his expression: "Thank you."

"Nanke." The voice coming from the direction of the study was so cold.

Nanke looked over and saw that the study door was open a crack, and the straggler was leaning against the door frame with his hands folded, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Come on." Nanke pretended to be innocent and clenched his fist at him.

The skirmisher glanced at her, closed the door, and went back to continue studying.

The next day, the sage assistant from the Shen Lun Sect came to visit again.

"Recommend?" The sage's assistant sat like a man, leaning on the chair in the reception room. After listening to Tinari's words, he smiled, "Mr. Tinari, among the new generation scholars of the Sheng Lun School, there is no one more qualified than you. Excellent?"

"That is a traveler from Daozhu. In terms of knowledge and talent, he is definitely above me. He is the talent you will need." Tinari turned his head and said behind him, "Ke Lai, please come out and see Mr. Guobeng." Just one side."

"Okay, Master." Kelai nodded, turned around and walked back inside.

The sage assistant stared at Kelai's back, and then at Tinari's calm and calm expression, which somewhat aroused his curiosity.

The person who walked out with Kelai was indeed a rice wife.

Unexpectedly young, with an indistinguishable androgynous face that makes people wonder whether he is an adult.

The assistant of the sage laughed heartily: "Tinari, are you looking down on me? A young boy like this..."

"You can dig out your eyes if they don't work, and the same goes for your brain." The young man's cold purple eyes flicked slightly, without even looking at him, "Tinari, it seems that your mentor needs a new pair of reading glasses. Even this I also choose to be an assistant when I grow something."

"Boy! Be respectful when you speak!" The sage's assistant slapped the table and stood up, his beard trembling with anger.

"Did I make a mistake?" The young man said tepidly, "You can be considered a scholar, right? After so many years, except for the assistant position, you have nothing to offer, and you have to be sent to run errands. 80% of the time, in the sage There is also someone sitting on the bench next to me.”

That's not all yet, the young man said, glancing down from the sage assistant's twisted scowl, landing on his bare fingers on the table, and raised his lips: "I don't have a reputation, my wallet is empty, and even, huh, I'm still single. dog."

The sage assistant took a breath: "You, you, you!"

Ke Lai saw the sage's assistant being so angry by the skirmishers that he covered his chest in pain, and was so impressed that he fell to the ground.

What a keen observation!

What a powerful mouth!

"Please calm down, both of you," Tinari stepped forward to stand between the skirmishers and the sage's assistant, and asked gently, "Assistant sir, do you need oral painkillers and quick-acting Jiuxin pills?"

The sage's assistant fell back into his chair, pointed at the stragglers with a purple face and said, "Tinari, this is the person you recommended!"

Tinari smiled bitterly and shook his head, poured a glass of boiled water and placed it in front of him.

The skirmisher also sat down on the chair opposite the sage's assistant, took out a roll of paper tied with a thin ribbon from his sleeve, and threw it in front of the sage's assistant: "Do you have any opinions?"

There are many opinions.

But the sage assistant did not dare to despise him anymore.

After a while, the sage assistant frowned and pulled away the ribbon. It turned out to be a paper on the dead realm and earth veins.

This was written by a straggler last night, and not even Tinari had a chance to read it.

From the external representation of the Dead Realm, its internal mechanisms, to its relationship with the earth's veins, the derivation of various purification plans.

In the Xumi academic world, it is generally accepted knowledge that the earth veins are the roots of the World Tree.

In other words, this is a paper exploring the lesions of the World Tree.

People who can be assistants to sages still have basic judgment.

The paper was not long, and as the sage assistant turned over page after page, his frown became deeper and deeper, and his face even looked solemn.

"You can't write this article without a deep understanding of World Tree," the sage assistant looked at the skirmisher suspiciously, "Is this really your thesis?"

"Do you want to test me?" The soldier spread his hands and smiled.