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

Nanke stayed in the boy's arms.

The chin was forced to press against the other person's arrhythmically rising chest. In the intimate distance, the beating of the human heartbeat that should have been heard could not be heard.

The body temperature is also very familiar.

But the hug that was too tight, and the guttural sound from above that seemed to be slightly choked...

Nanke's mind was disconnected for a second.

Then I remembered that the skirmishers no longer wore bamboo hats for a long time.

"You..." Nanke raised his hand, trying to push him away to see what was going on.

"The other end of the mountain..." The young man stopped her with surprising strength and restrained her between his arms.

Nanke could only give up and listen to his words.

"On the other side of the mountain, at the end of the sea level, I used my own feet to walk through many places alone... Only then did I realize that human lifespan has an end."

"When I think that maybe you are no longer alive, I can't move forward and I keep regretting it."

"Why didn't you look back then?"

"I heard that souls will return to the sea of ​​stars."

"I heard that the stars in the sky will fall."

"I heard that the white branches all over the earth are engraved with the footprints of all that has passed, and all memories linger there."

"I've been to so many places and I can't find you anywhere."

"It turns out," the young man complained and cried, his voice as light as a feather, "you are really... still alive."

It's a doll.

A doll that separated from her in the Borrowed View Hall and entered the world alone.

A strange feeling rose up softly in Nanke's chest.

Like a baby bird released by one's own hands.

I know in my heart that when he has full wings, we will eventually meet again.

But he appeared unexpectedly.

Just like before, with his pure and authentic appearance.

It makes people feel moved, but they can't help but want to let out a long sigh for this.

Saying "Long time no see" seems shallow at the moment.

Saying "you have grown up" is even more inappropriate.

There was a long silence after the puppet's words fell. Nanke listened to the suppressed sobs above him, hesitated again and again, lowered his hand to reject him, and then gently stroked his back and said, "I'm still alive."

A dull "woo" sound escaped from the doll's chest.

"What's your name now?" Nanke asked him.

Skirmishers once made a name for themselves while wandering.

After being around the world for hundreds of years, the doll should have its own name, right?

Nanke felt that his breathing was gradually slowing down, and he answered for a long time: "Everyone calls me a wanderer."

It would be a lie to say that I don't feel bad.

Such a well-behaved child.

No heart and no name.

Although this life is insulated from sin, he still doesn’t know how to fight for himself.

Nanke gently exhaled a long breath, waited for him to calm down completely, and gently peeled herself out of his arms.

The wanderer's expression looked a little hurt, and he grabbed the fabric on Nanke's shoulders and refused to let go completely.

"Do you want me to take off my clothes and give them to you?" Nanke laughed and held his stubborn wrist.

He looked stunned. For a moment, he lowered his eyelashes and shook his head. His hand was gently pulled away by her.

Say something.

Seeing the white undershirt on the homeless man's body, the sky blue knotted cassock tied diagonally, and Nan Ke's head that had just been hit by a date palm, I couldn't help but feel dizzy and hurt a few times.

He has truly become a wanderer.

"This is the attire of a shugenja," the wanderer explained after noticing her gaze. "Before I left Inazuma, I had been practicing with a monk."

Nanke stood up with a "hmm" sound. I don't know if it was because of squatting for too long or because of the dull pain in his head. This time, his vision really went dark.

The wanderer quickly held Nanke's shoulders: "Nanke?!"

"It doesn't matter to me." Nanke came over slowly and stood up straight.

This is obviously a dream, do you want it to be so real?

"Nanke," the wanderer saw her walking forward with a normal expression on her face, showing an expression of worry that was comparable to witnessing the first recovery of a vegetative state, "otherwise, how about I carry you?"

Nanke picked up the bamboo basket on the ground and laughed: "No need."

"But you don't look good."

"That date palm is even worse." Nanke pointed to the cracked date palm on the ground.

The wanderer glanced at the date palm and curled up the corners of his mouth without any trace: "But..."

He couldn't help but look at Nanke's smashed head, and suddenly noticed the height difference between his gaze and the top of her hair. Before he could finish his words, he stopped talking in surprise and confusion.

"It really doesn't matter," Nanke stopped and looked back, "Besides these, can you tell me why you came to the dream?"

"How do you know this is a dream?" The wanderer pressed his bamboo hat and caught up with her.

Nanke curled his lips in a secretive manner.

The wanderer said that he was traveling through Sumeru and was about to leave for Fontaine, but he received a request for help from the Lannaros, begging him to help rescue a group of humans who were trapped in a strange dream.

That is Nanke's group of people.

The dream of the Flower Goddess's Birthday Festival has not yet begun, but they are the family members of the scholar.

Either there was a conflict between a scholar and the Order Council.

Or it is a simulation rehearsal before the experiment officially starts.

After all, the scope of the Flower Goddess Festival is so large that it covers the entire Sumeru City, so there is no room for error, and they are the rare rice bugs completely controlled by the Order, so they are perfect to be used as guinea pigs.

Nanke listened to the wanderer's description and asked as he walked: "Did Lanaro come in too?"

"One came in with me, but this dream was too unstable and we were separated." The wanderer followed her step by step. "I can feel its location. It should be in that direction."

Nanke followed the wanderer's arm and turned his head.

Next to the date palm grove, the radish field is lush and green.

The uncle who was pulling the radishes finished his work, leaving only the turned-up soil and two rows of radish pits in the field.

The wanderer walked up to a strong radish with clear purpose, leaned down and patted its leaves: "Lambaris? Wake up, Lambaris, it's me."

The radish leaves kept shaking with his hand, but the radish called Lambaris did not respond.

Nanke was shocked and speechless.

Isn't this the carrot that she just couldn't pull out despite all her efforts?

There are even her footprints next to the radish.

Nanke couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows.

"Nanke, I can't wake it up," the wanderer babbled to the carrot for a long time, then looked up at Nanke in confusion, "Is there an owner of the God's Eye of the grass element here? Or grass slime will do."

Are there slimes in your dreams?

Nanke doesn't know.

Nanke stepped forward: "Give me a try."

The wanderer was surprised for a moment and made room: "You know how to use elemental power?"

"Ah."

Although the thunder element cannot be used.

But rock elements can.

As for the grass element, just give it a try.

Nanke touched the slender leaves of the radish, and a little firefly-like green light lit up on his fingertips. Slowly, the virtual image of a round grass seed appeared above.

The radish seedlings underneath suddenly shook violently.

Nanke shrank his hands in shock.

"Wow!" a sound.

The green leaves were shortened visibly to the naked eye, and a fat white radish was like a bamboo shoot pushing up against the soil, shouting in surprise: "It's the seed of dreams!"