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

"Well, it seems that if Nanke can be resurrected, he will appear in the statue closest to there, which is the statue in Momang Palace."

In the Momang Palace, Fu Nina, who rented the self-discipline agency to investigate the seabed, has returned and asked the staff to arrange black tea and snacks to temporarily receive guests from afar for Navilette who was unable to leave.

"Is that why he will stay there..." The wanderer looked towards the cruise ship's bridge, his eyes filled with sadness.

"So, the so-called Adventer is really resurrected?" Funina sipped her black tea and looked at Ying inquiringly.

Ying nodded: "Yes. However, different descendants have different physiques. I heard that Nanke's resurrection... took a long time."

"And, it will get longer and longer," Lei Qianqing enjoyed the tea unintentionally, stroking the delicate tea cup, and the lonely backs of the stragglers lingered in front of him, "As far as I know, the interval between her resurrection has changed from three years. Extended to three hundred years..."

"Isn't that the next time..."

Three thousand years?

The time span is too big for Fu Nina to imagine.

It’s even harder to imagine how the skirmishers could wait for three thousand years?

Fu Nina had felt that kind of loneliness before, and she was afraid after thinking about it.

Funina could only raise half of her eyebrows and smiled dryly, "It shouldn't happen, right? It's been so long..."

"No," Abedo shook his head firmly, "According to the current trend, the entire Teyvat will be burned in black fire within a hundred years."

Funina let out a light sigh.

The more we talk about the topic, the more serious it becomes.

"Ahem," Funina returned to the topic, "Anyway, you are here this time for the dream of Fontainebleau, right? Villette doesn't know more than me, so I'll explain it to you."

The dream of Fontainebleau is the dream that all citizens have about a white butterfly.

Funina couldn't ignore the sense of déjà vu in her heart, so she rented several self-discipline machines and went to explore the primitive sea of ​​​​fetuses that had been destroyed that year.

The landscape there still remains as it was when it was destroyed. A considerable part of the original sea of ​​​​fetus below disappeared along with the dream, and the remaining part is now close to being completely exhausted.

"The original womb sea is, after all, the sea of ​​life on the planet. Its depletion is a sign of the accelerating doomsday," Nasida pondered. "Although the abyssalization plan has made little progress so far, it has to be announced to all countries now. …”

Sounds like you heard some bad words?

Funina frowned.

But she had already stepped down from her position as the Water God, and quickly decided that this troublesome matter should be left to Navilette to deal with.

"...I stayed at the bottom of the sea for three days, and I didn't find any clues about Nanke or the tree." Funina continued the topic just now, "As for you, I personally suggest that you don't go around the streets to investigate. Go ahead, I've already done it, it's a waste of time and ineffective. If you want to understand that dream, I suggest you sleep honestly."

"Thank you, Funina." Ying said sincerely.

After meeting Navilite, except for Nasida who stayed alone to discuss the abyssalization plan with him, everyone else followed Meluxin to the VIP residence on the upper floor of Momang Palace.

The homeless man put away his luggage and walked out of the room. He saw "Resting, Do Not Disturb" signs hung on the doors of other people's rooms.

They all took Funina's advice and started trying to dream.

But the wanderer, like the skirmisher, has no dreaming function.

The wanderer came to the terrace of Momang Palace, put his hands on the stone railing, and looked forward.

Rows upon rows of buildings, countless sky-blue glass gleaming in the sun, echoing the voices of people on the street, prosperous and dazzling.

It is very different from Sumeru City.

He once almost came to Fontaine to wander around, but unexpectedly, Xumi became the place where he stopped.

The wanderer looked at the cruise ship track bridge again.

The desire to get closer and take a look became more and more eager, mixed with regret and unwillingness.

It is said that Nanke disappeared there.

The last time he and Nanke met, they were in such a hurry that they didn't even have time to say goodbye.

In this case, he should have the qualifications to take a look...?

The cyan wind condensed behind the wanderer, forming a wind ring that was very similar to the skirmisher's divine ring, but had a completely different nature.

The Wanderer flew towards the bridge.

The skirmishers returned to the beach and sat facing the water where Nanke disappeared.

"Get out." Sensing the harassing people coming from behind, the straggler's face rarely showed disgust.

"I'm here to see Nanke too."

The wanderer was not deterred by him, and spoke with implicit sarcasm: "She does treat you differently, but that doesn't mean that you should take possession of the sea where she disappeared."

"I was negligent," the skirmisher sneered, "I should have stuffed you into the bottom of the sea before you landed."

The wanderer walked up to him, his eyes darkening: "Even then I will still come, because..."

The wanderer paused;

"We didn't even have a dream."

The words hit him like a heavy hammer, and the skirmisher suddenly held his chest.

Of course, the skirmishers also heard about the dream in the Fontainebleau.

But...as the Wanderer said.

They didn't even dream.

"Skicker, if that is really Nanke, if you want to see her again, we can't help it,"

The wanderer looked at the sea against the gentle wind and spoke for a long time,

"And if Nanke dies, your waiting will be even more meaningless. This world will never be able to survive until that time."

Or go back to the crowd and ask for help.

Or return to the crowd and save the dying world together.

The skirmishers had no choice.

There is no use waiting.

There is no use living in isolation.

Don’t the skirmishers themselves know?

Even then, it was useless to stop Nanke from dedicating himself to this.

Skirmishers also know very well.

But knowing is one thing.

Leaving here is one thing.

Nothing in this world has ever bound him.

There will be none in the future.

But as long as he stays here, he will have the illusion that he is accompanying something and being accompanied by something.

Even time passes bit by bit, so it becomes warm and long.

Even if that lengthens the wait, what's the big deal?

——He has always been good at forbearing.

But the Rangers hit home right away.

Maybe it’s been too long since I’ve had normal communication with anyone, or maybe we’re both special beings.

The skirmisher realized that he could not ignore the wanderer.

"Who asked you to say this?" the soldier asked coldly.

"This is what I want to say." The wanderer said in the same indifferent tone as him, "You really should let Nanke see how you can't hold your head up."

Are you actually being despised by this guy?

The skirmisher's eyes widened and he was about to fight back when he suddenly recalled Mitsuyo for no reason.

That was an annoying dog. Not only did he let Nanke die within reach, he also gave up on himself and locked himself in a forbidden place.

Guangdai ignored his disciple Dao Qi, so that A Wang was later sent to the cemetery by Dao Qi and almost died in the sea.

The skirmishers once sneered at Mitsuyo's actions.

What did you do at that time?

Determined to go back to Tatarsha to find Nanke, with unspeakable feelings and guilt, he never stopped even when summer came and autumn passed.

So later, when he was captured by Youmu from the Dog-eating Village, he met Nanke again.

……

Since when did he become like Mitsuyo?

ten years.

The skirmisher looked down at his palm.

Ten years later.

Even Mitsuyo...has come out of the tomb, right?

The stragglers and wanderers just sat on the beach with different thoughts and no words to keep them company.

-

The words of Rainbow Rose are a passionate and beautiful encounter.

Thinking that it was the rose blooming season, Funina, who spread her seeds despite the cold eyes of the stragglers, dressed in a low-key manner and came to the bridge, wanting to relax and unwind.

A circle of green belt surrounds scattered fruit trees and beautiful rose flowers. It is pleasant to think about enjoying tea alone among such flowers.

Funina emerged from the green belt that was as tall as one person and saw two very similar teenagers, one black and one green, sitting and standing, looking at the sea quietly in front of them.

Normally, with the five senses of a skirmisher, before Fu Nina could even see him, she would hear an evil voice driving him away.

Funina snorted in a long nasal voice and returned to the green belt in a relaxed manner without disturbing him.

She lifted off the hood that obscured the star's peerless beauty, and took out a piece of tea specially packed from Momang Palace from the bamboo basket between her arms.

"Would you like to join us too?"

Funina swayed toward the safe bushes on her left and right.

Nasida, Navilette.

Ray movie.

Abedo.

And Ying.

They emerged from the green belt one after another and looked at each other.