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

Time passed outside the tower, and the light from the window had become dim.

Nanke and the skirmishers walked along the spiral staircase and walked between the floors of the Tower of Self.

You can go up to the observation deck on the top floor of the tower, but just outside the observation deck, there is a light iridescent film that smells of both abyss and curse. It seals the possibility of entry and exit. It is obviously not a wise move to force a breakthrough.

Nanke can't get out, and the same goes for the skirmishers.

This is a barrier for those who descend, only entering but not exiting.

The middle floor is the hall where the Doomsday Clock is placed, and it is also where Nanke was first thrown in.

The lower floor is an empty lecture hall. Thanks to a few more tall windows, the light is brighter than the upper floors. Circular benches that can accommodate thousands of people surround the central circular platform. They may have been full of seats, but now there is only empty silence.

There is not a speck of dust on the bench, and the scattered books are still in their original condition. The cover reads "The Doctrine of the Narcissus Cross Society". In addition, there are some papers similar to certificates of honor.

The skirmishers climbed up to the high platform to observe the surroundings, while Nanke sat on a bench, picking up and reading the documents.

Densely packed text came into view, most of which were absurd rules with little nutrition.

I don’t know if it’s a side effect of the barrier, but Nanke felt inexplicably tired while reading.

She rubbed her temples, piled up a few dogma books as pillows, and lay down on her side on the bench: "If the country collapses, I'll take a nap."

It doesn't matter whether the person being called heard it or not.

The stragglers turned around after hearing the sound. Nanke frowned slightly and closed his eyes.

Resting in this tower is better than sleeping outdoors in the winter.

The skirmisher flew down from the high platform and put a coat on her, then turned around and walked out softly, continuing to investigate other places.

Perhaps because he was in a strange environment, Nanke's dreams faded and faded, and it took a long time for him to stabilize.

The view shows a crowded but silent lecture hall, with countless people sitting and standing among countless benches, all of them silently raising their heads and looking towards the central high platform.

There, a man in silver robes held up a golden rapier.

The tip of the sword swung into the void with the holder, carving golden spells in the air and slowly passing over everyone's heads.

With one wave, hundreds of people in front fell down.

With the second wave, the believers on the left prostrate themselves on the ground.

With three waves, all those present on the right side closed their eyes.

Until all these thousands of people died quietly, the person who harvested them all lowered his sword, knelt on one knee on the high platform, and gave a solemn salute to the devotees.

This is a fragment of the past scenery that remains here.

Nanke materialized in her dream, silently stared at the sage for a few seconds, and was about to leave when the people on the high platform suddenly raised their heads and looked at her.

It was a glance that brought together many consciousnesses and coalesced into one, containing astonishing determination.

The sage opened and closed his lips: "It is definitely not... in vain..."

The next moment, Nanke woke up with a start.

The tragic feeling of self-sacrifice did not fade away with the dream. She couldn't help but raise her hand to her chest, and unexpectedly touched a soft, wet hand.

Nanke trembled, and a scream almost escaped his throat.

On her chest, a ball of dark blue water was nestled on the soldier's feather fabric, looking at her with curved oval eyes.

Seeing she didn't react.

The turbid water elf pressed Nanke's chest with water-drop hands, and made a teasing female voice: "You're growing well, aren't you?"

A scream could not be suppressed.

Nanke rolled off the bench in a hurry.

The world was spinning, and Nanke hit the leg of the front seat, feeling severe pain in his forehead.

Nanke got up in shock. In front of the door of the lecture hall, skirmishers hurriedly rushed towards her. They stared at her for some reason and their eyes widened in shock.

Afterwards, Nan Ke felt his chest was cold.

She lowered her head, and a dark wet mark was visible.

Nanke suddenly became famous and hugged his chest.

"Why can't young people nowadays be so intolerant of teasing?"

The muddy water elf lay on the back of the bench, watching Nanke turn around and manipulate the water element to get out of his clothes, full of regret.

"I think back then, dancing while wet was very popular in Fontaine~"

"Where did this ghost come from?" the skirmisher said, blocking its gaze.

"Be respectful, kid. I remember when Lady Egolia and I were fighting in the north and south, you didn't know where you were."

The turbid water elf just stared straight at Nanke. When he saw Nanke come out from behind the skirmisher, his shirt had been dehydrated and dried, he let out a soft tut: "It's useless."

Nanke's face was still flushed, and when he was looked at with affectionate eyes, he hid behind the skirmishers uncomfortably: "Are you a muddy water elf?"

"As you can see, cute little nymph," the muddy water elf tried to climb to the top of the chair back to be at eye level with her, but because her body was too slippery, she slid down halfway.

"Well, if I still have the power to transform into a human form, I will definitely give you a heart-pounding gift."

The turbid water elf said in annoyance.

Thank you, no need, her heart is beating fast enough.

Nanke pursed his lips slightly and gently tugged at the hem of the soldier's clothes: "The country collapsed."

"Ah," the skirmisher said with a cold face, understanding what she meant, "This must be what Funina is looking for."

Not only was Funina looking for it, but she might also be looking for it as she was trying to stop them and left in a hurry.

Across the air-conditioned stragglers, the Zhuoshui Elf reluctantly lay on the bench, looking at Nanke on the other side as he explained his origins.

"The blond child purified me from the obsessed chaos and woke me up, but I longed for freedom. I finally woke up, so naturally I had to sneak outside and see the current Fontaine. Who knows, I just met a boatman at the beach, and the other party But he was scared away. What a pity, what a pity~"

"Then why are you back again?" The soldier frowned.

"Isn't it because the charming me has been corrupted by evil spirits for hundreds of years, and I am worried that if I don't meet the beauty I want, I will be buried outside?" The Zhuoshui Elf sighed, "This tower is dangerous to me. place, but only here, I can barely extend my dying life."

Nanke and the soldier looked at each other. The soldier wanted to ask again. The turbid water elf saw their interaction and smiled frivolously: "Want to know more? No way~ But on the contrary, if I can stick with the beauty, If you post it, I can say anything.”

"Then you wish for yourself." The soldier pulled Nanke to his feet expressionlessly.

"Hey, just leave. Why don't you take the beauty away too?!"

The Turbid Water Elf anxiously chased to the edge of the bench. Seeing the two men's unyielding pace, he beat his chest and said, "Oh, you two little stupid sea otters! You don't even look at the sky outside! Without my help, you would be trapped in the tower. You can’t get out for eight hundred years!”

Nanke stopped when he heard the sound and looked out the window of the lecture hall.

The light in the Tower of Oneself is dim. Looking out from the narrow window, one can vaguely see the white light of the warm winter sun. At first glance, there is nothing strange about it.

The skirmisher held her finger but suddenly tightened: "...less than half an hour ago, it was still dusk outside."

Nanke was stunned.

"Could it be that the time here...

"Time passes much faster here than outside." The turbid water elf explained in a long voice, "Of course, if you are not in a hurry at all, just leave me and live in the world of two. "

After the turbid water elf finished speaking, she turned her back to them, acting as if she was ignoring them.

"Are you sure you can send us out?" Nanke was quiet for a while, then frowned and asked the water elf.

"Can I still lie to you?" The turbid water elf turned back proudly.