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

When night falls outside the Winter Palace, further ahead is the statue of the Seven Heavenly Gods, which is illuminated by the moonlight and snow and turns into a cold dark silvery blue.

On the way to the Winter Palace, everyone from the fools to the ordinary waiters mourned in silence, and no one showed any wavering because of the ruler's departure.

There was a dull sound of a building collapsing high up behind him, and Nanke stopped and turned around.

Under the floating clouds, the white tower was surrounded by a storm of ice and snow.

"I heard that the death of the devil will be accompanied by the loss of control of power." Dadalia, who was walking in front, stopped after Nanke and looked back at the scene. "This tower is called 'Babel'. It was built ten years ago. It’s just to prevent disaster from affecting ordinary people today.”

"Mr. Dadalia," Nanke's hands and feet gradually recovered, "Who is that child in the tower?"

"You obviously saw her, but didn't she tell you?" Dadalia was surprised.

Nanke shook his head: "She almost didn't mention anything about herself."

"That's it." Dadalia spat out a mouthful of white mist into the sky in despair, "I have never seen Zero with my own eyes. I only know that the commander-in-chief takes good care of her. Let me just tell you what I know."

It is said that a mysterious being was the original ruler of Solstice.

It was the one who showed miracles, opened up ice peaks and snow-capped mountains, and built the first solstice in the extremely cold land.

And during the war in Kanria, which was like the twilight of the gods, with the tragic death of that lover, the great Ice Queen, as her lover, inherited the throne and legacy, and led Zhi Dong on the journey of rebellion against heaven.

The above are the myths spread during the solstice.

Actually.

Hundreds of years of careful planning, day and night, and the grief of the lover's death, wear and tear are like rotten ants growing in the dark, which have already gradually eroded the mind of God.

When the Ice Queen first awakens from the hallucination of wear and tear.

A child made of snow was born from her hands.

If you have human emotions, you will naturally seek ordinary happiness.

But not the gods.

Snow's children had no choice but to be abandoned.

These were ten years ago.

This incident prompted the Ice Queen to face up to wear and tear, so she took precautions and began to build the Tower of Babel.

For a long time, the child was the tower's only inhabitant.

Perhaps out of pity for the loss of her family, Piero took special care of her.

The executives sometimes heard from the taciturn governor how smart the child was and how he grew up alone.

"zero."

When enlightened by books, she named herself.

"Zero has no beginning and no end. It is invisible, silent and lifeless non-existence."

It was midsummer three years ago, the day when the sun reaches its longest peak in the winter sky every year.

The Ice Queen was deeply worn and finally reached the point where she sealed herself.

In order not to ruin Zhi Dong's great cause, Piero went to ask the seven-year-old child.

Zero embodies the Queen's grief, his thinking is most similar to that of the Queen, and he is the only suitable leader.

How Zero answered, Dadalia had no way of knowing.

Dadalia only remembered that he and his colleagues were guarding the door. Before he could count the falling snow outside the window to kill time, Piero came out.

"Miss Ling promised to be responsible for keeping His Majesty awake, and all important decisions for the coming winter will be left to Miss Ling." Piero said without hesitation, "From now on, no one will be allowed to approach the Tower of Babel."

"I still remember the commander-in-chief said before that he would take Ling outside if he had the opportunity to visit the market in Zhidong and see the spring in Zhidong,"

Dadalia pinched the bridge of her nose and said, "I also have a sister. It's really uncomfortable to think about it, ugh."

Nanke held the snow globe, and his fingers covering the surface of the clear crystal couldn't help but tighten.

Why does every good boy have to suffer this kind of sin?

The groundless resentment could not find its whereabouts. Nanke stared at the bright and transparent light in the sphere and murmured: "It would be great if her soul was also in it."

Dadalia asked in surprise, "What?" Nanke immediately pursed his lips, understanding that he could not reveal more about this matter.

She summoned two feathered butterflies and let the butterflies pull the dreamcatcher thread around the snow globe and bring it into the dreamland.

"Is there any news about the collapse of the country and the doctor?" Nanke turned to Dadalia.

"Yes." Dadalia nodded his chin slightly behind them, "Isn't that right?"

A large group of fools were running back and forth toward the Winter Palace, making noisy noises.

Dadalia led Nanke up to meet him. About ten steps away, Nanke saw a straggler walking forward with a cold face among the crowd.

"The country collapses!" Nanke quickened his pace.

The fools received the signal from Dadalia's eyes and consciously dispersed to both sides.

When the skirmishers saw Nanke, they also stopped.

There were several black burns on his face, as if sparks had scratched the skin, and most of them had healed.

"Where did the doctor take you?!" Nanke nervously touched the edge of his wound, then grabbed his left arm and looked at it.

The furisode sleeve of that hand was broken, and there were wounds on the forearm and fingers. Fortunately, they were all flesh wounds.

"One of his research institutes." The skirmisher let go of the person he was dragging along with his other hand, and kicked the other person in the face with his toes. "He probably planned to use teleportation to separate us. In order to deal with you, he even came to your side specially. I arranged a device to dispel elemental power, but I didn’t expect..."

Nanke looked at the doctor who was unconscious on the ground, with a disgraced face, and even half of his mask was broken into pieces.

"I didn't expect that I knew all about the structure of his research institute and easily passed through the maze here," the skirmisher continued with a smile, "and then I immediately found him in the secret room."

Nanke could think of what happened next without him having to tell him.

Nanke was rescued by a servant and did not appear where the doctor expected. In a situation where it was difficult to use elemental power, the advantage of skirmishers was absolute.

Thanks to the doctor's chaotic mental state, he probably wouldn't have left such flaws in his prime.

"You're fine." Nanke breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ahem, can you leave the second seat to me?" Dadalia asked with a fake cough as he saw the straggler's face warming up.

The eye knife flew over coldly. Dadalia endured it and spread his hands to explain, "In any case, he is also the only candidate for the seventh descendant. We must take responsibility and ensure that he awakens successfully."

Dadalia feels good about herself.

However, the murderous intent released indiscriminately in the eyes of the skirmishers rose instead of falling, so Dadalia turned to Nanke for help.

"If you can control the doctor." Nanke said.

"Don't worry," Dadalia smiled, "There is an expert in hypnosis among the executive officers. When the awakening reaches the final step, we will take him to Sumeru and get in touch with the World Tree."

Nanke thought for a while and replied: "Then I'll leave it to you."

The meeting with the Ice Queen and the confirmation of the doctor's status were both completed.

It was too time-consuming to run back as before, so Nanke and the soldiers had a hasty discussion and decided that she would sense the ice statue and teleport away first.

The skirmishers are responsible for temporarily staying in Zhi Dong to ensure that everything goes smoothly for the Doctor's awakening.

The moonlight rolled up the snowflakes under the statue, and the girl's clear black eyes gradually glowed with ice-white cold light. She was so beautiful that she couldn't look like a human being.

Dadalia watched Nanke turn into a piece of elemental light, dissociating and dissipating in the air. While secretly marveling, he pretended to be calm and said: "Sixth seat, can I call you this?"

"Whatever." The skirmisher said perfunctorily.

"To suppress the out-of-control divine power on the Tower of Babel, the more executive officers the better," Dadalia tentatively issued an invitation, "You have also believed in His Majesty, can you help us?"

The skirmisher's lips straightened, his gaze turned away from the statue, and fell far away to the windy and snowy tower of the Winter Palace: "I don't believe in God."

The reason why I came to Zhidong in the first place was because of the burning hatred in my heart, and I was spotted by the clown.

I happened to be impressed by the queen's loneliness and awareness.

At that moment, at this moment, things change and stars change.

The skirmisher sighed briefly, raised his legs and walked towards the Winter Palace. He made a fist with his right hand and silently touched his heart.