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

The scenery dissolves and changes in the field of vision.

Under the statue of the Seven Heavens God closest to Xumi City.

Nan Ke appears.

The air became warmer, and there was no longer the sound of snow condensing in the city at night. Nanke looked at the holy tree in the distance, and with a light body, he flew towards Xumi City.

"Nanke?" Under the eaves of Jingshan Palace, someone happened to emerge from the shadows. He looked at her in surprise as he approached, "Are you coming back alone?"

"Yes." Nanke landed and folded his wings, chatting with Wandering, "Have you been safe these past few days?"

"There are signs of growth in dead areas in various places, and abyss pollution has appeared in the desert," the wanderer shook his head, "I just received an order from Mr. Little Lucky Grass King, and I am preparing to rush to deal with it overnight."

"Death realm?" Nanke was stunned.

The pollution of the abyss is a sign of damage to the World Shell, but the Dead Zone is not from the World Tree...?

Yes.

Nanke thought back.

This is the consequence of Nacida not completely erasing the forbidden knowledge.

Now it's finally revealed.

"Be careful on the road, wanderer." Nanke suppressed his uneasiness.

"You too." The wanderer curled his lips towards her, and after saying that, he hurriedly flew away on the wind.

In Jingshan Palace, Nasida noticed Nanke's return and was already waiting under her seat.

"Is it good news? Or bad news?" Nasida asked, looking at Nanke's extremely serious face.

"Good news. Zhi Dong had no intention of opposing us. The queen mentioned in her reply that it might be able to save all the people of Teyvat, and I also got it."

"Great, I'm relieved." Nasida smiled.

"Nascida," Nanke tensed up, "I just heard from the wanderer that there is a new dead zone..."

"Don't worry, this is a result I have expected a long time ago. We are capable of handling it now." Nasida passed the topic, "Nanke, you just said, relics?"

Nanke took out the snow globe from his dream: "In order to make it, the Ice Queen fell."

The threads of the dream were peeled away, revealing a transparent sphere the size of a palm.

Nascida was curious and incredulous, and reached out to take it: "Is it an artifact that condenses the wishes of the gods? But it seems that it has not been completely completed...?"

Unexpectedly, Nanke failed to pass the snow globe.

A shimmering golden filament connected from the surface of the snow globe to the tip of the middle finger of Nanke's left hand. As the distance grew farther, it stretched like a spider's thread and was about to be broken.

"Is this?" Nan Ke was surprised and did not dare to let go.

"This is not a dream," Nacida held the other end of the snow globe with her fingers and was equally surprised when she saw the golden thread winding around the snow globe and coming towards her, "Huh?"

Fragile threads passed through the crystal, connecting them.

Nacida felt her body suddenly become lighter, as if surrounded by soft and warm feathers, and in an instant, she fell into another world.

In a space full of clouds, countless feathered crystal butterflies were flying quietly. Nasida looked up and saw a tree.

It was not the majestic world tree she often faced when exercising her priestly duties, but the tree that, although tall and straight, could be seen with the naked eye as green and reborn, rooted in Nanke's dream.

"It was cultivated by others."

A sound like wind chimes brushed against Nacida's ears, and Nacida looked back in surprise.

The golden thread on Nacida's fingertips still existed, one end was connected to the treetops of Nanke, and the other end was connected to a child with silver hair and emerald eyes not far behind her.

That's what I look like.

Nasida looked at the other person's left hand hanging by her side, moved her fingers, and the threads on the other person's fingertips also swayed.

"Who are you?" Nasida raised her eyes and asked the other party.

"You don't know who I am?" the other party asked.

Nasida's expression became calm: "...King of the Great Ci Tree?"

"To be precise, it's the fragment of the consciousness of the Great Merciful Tree King." The other party came to Nasida, "It really makes me dumbfounded. I wanted the world to forget me, but you surprised me. You have to remember even if you bear the pollution. I."

"This is what I, as the new God of Grass, should do." Nasida shook her head, "You chose to appear at this time. Is there anything you want to say to me?"

"I didn't choose the time, but the time made me appear." The fragment of the Daci Tree King raised his left hand and waved the golden thread lightly, "This is the line of 'fate', or the line of fate. My existence is drawn from the earth's veins. Delete, there should be no more people in the world who are destined to me, but now, the only things left in Teyvat that are destined to me, are all meeting here."

"According to the Lannaros, Nanke's trees did grow from the seeds you left," Nasida pondered. "'All' - is on the snow globe that Nanke brought back from the solstice. Is there any remaining consciousness of yours?"

"Yes."

"But as far as I know, the Ice God should have forgotten you."

"Perhaps she was far-sighted and managed to peel off some of her own existence in advance," Zhanzhi guessed. "My consciousness is not complete, so I don't know the details in this regard. But since I appear here, I will tell you what I know. , I think the most important thing——"

"Although I am the god who maintains the World Tree, for some reason I am always associated with rebellion. Not long ago, when Zhi Dong began to plan a blueprint to save the world, I was invited to be a part of it."

"What...?!" Nasida was shocked.

"Since I have glimpsed the ruined future from the forbidden knowledge, how can I sit still and wait for death?" Fragment said, "At that time, I made an appointment with the Ice God. She would study the artifacts to accommodate souls and find candidates to rewrite the laws of heaven. I would try to Think about ways to preserve your soul.”

"No wonder I feel that the snow globe is not yet completed," Nasida understood. "Human souls are as fragile as smoke. Even if tangible objects can collect them, it is difficult for them to maintain their original form for a long time."

"As long as it can provide enough vitality for the soul, this can be done," said the fragment. "The way I envision it is to cultivate a tree with unlimited growth potential, so that it can grow as much as possible and accumulate a lot of vitality as a new tree. The endosperm of the world’s seed.”

"Could it be that this is the one Nanke got from the statue of Sumeru?" Nasida asked.

"I originally wanted to breed it myself, but the World Tree was critically ill at the time and did not allow me that kind of margin. So I buried the tree seeds into the earth's veins in the form of a dream, hoping that you would notice and cultivate it after taking over the throne." The fragment looked at the dream. "After all, I wasn't careful enough. I didn't expect that your family would discover it first."

"The seeds of dreams, the golden sand, the flowers of feathers," Nacida recalled Lannaro's ballad, "If Nanke had not appeared, when I heard that you left such a relic, I would definitely look for it. And in the cultivation of In the process, in order to obtain the 'golden sand', it is natural to contact Morax and learn about the plan about the World Shell and the Adventer... This is already a very thorough plan."

Realizing something, Nasida paused suddenly, with a look of surprise on her face.

"...Wait a minute, Teyvat people are born unable to dream, but Nanke is a person from another world. How can a dreaming physique be separated from dreams?! The tree has taken root in her dream. If she is forcibly transplanted to another place, , what she will suffer will be...!"

The white clouds rolled back and faded.

Nacida raised her eyes in confusion.

She has escaped from the dream, still holding the snow globe in her hand, but the gold on her fingertips no longer remains.

On the other side of the clear light is Nanke's face with a peaceful expression.

"The golden thread disappeared," Nanke stated the facts to Nasida, not realizing that someone had just peeked into the dream. "Nasida, your face looks a little bad?"

"Really." Nasida stopped her hand in a daze and no longer wanted to take the snow globe in her hand. "Maybe... I'm a little tired. Nanke, you go home and rest first. Regarding the relics of the Ice God, I have to Think more carefully.”

"it is good."

Nanke put away the snow globe and was about to leave, when suddenly he heard Nasida say again:

"Wait a moment!"

Nanke turned around.

Was it the forbidden knowledge that burdened Nasita?

Nacida looked at her, her face full of anxiety and struggle.

"Nanke, I..." Nasida clasped her hands in front of her, unable to speak, "I have something very important to tell you..."