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

Chapter 352 The little bird cries at night (page 12)

Not everyone dreams about that butterfly.

Mostly children and elderly people.

Among Nacida's group, only Nacida and Lei Movie dreamed it after many attempts.

"I'm pretty sure," the two of them sat side by side in the pavilion garden on the roof of Momang Palace and said in unison, "that butterfly is Nanke's Feather Butterfly."

"I'm just telling you! It's not common Lepidoptera, butterflies with feathers are rare. Who else but Nanke!" Funina clapped her hands and laughed.

"Besides, I seem to have seen in my dream that there was something on the sea at Fontainebleau." Nasida looked at Lei Movie.

"Did you also see it?" Lei Qianqian's expression changed, "The content of the dream faded very quickly, and I only had a vague impression of it - it was huge, seemed to be within reach, and seemed to..."

"Out of reach," Nasida said.

Thunder Movie nodded.

"I didn't dream about that kind of thing," Funina pinched her chin and frowned. "It's too puzzling. Apart from butterflies, I can't find any more clues related to Nanke and Yu..."

"Is it related to identity?" Abedo asked suddenly.

"Identity?" Funina asked.

"As ordinary humans, you and other Fontaine people only dream of butterflies, but as gods, the God of Grass and God of Thunder have seen more things,"

Abedo speculated, "The vision of gods is inherently different from that of humans. Perhaps this is one of the reasons for the differences in dreams."

"In that case, aren't you and the traveler still descendants?" Funina asked back, "But you didn't dream of anything."

"Or... is it because of familiarity?" Ying hesitated.

Everyone looked at her.

"Among us, the people closest to Nanke are Nasida and Ying,"

When he said this, Ying couldn't help but glance at the straggler who was leaning alone on the pavilion pillar in the corner, his face completely covered by the light black gauze.

No one expected that the Wanderer could persuade him to come back.

"...I mean, if you can dream." Ying Wei paused and added, "If this dream was born because of Nanke, then it makes sense that the more closely related people are to Nanke, the more content they can dream about."

Nacida murmured: "Identity, relevance..."

His identity is not that of an ordinary person, and he is someone who is more closely related to Lei Movie and Nanke than she is...

There are actually two such people here.

However, neither stragglers nor wanderers can dream.

If only her power were still there...

Nacida shook her head.

No, now is not the time to lament this.

While thinking hard, the skirmishers who had clearly separated themselves from them since arriving here suddenly said coldly:

"Dotore."

Nacida looked at him in surprise.

"If she is still alive," the skirmisher shrouded himself in a shadow, unable to see his emotions clearly, and his voice did not fluctuate, "the contract between her and Dotore should still be there."

"Yes! Contract!" Ying suddenly slapped his palms, "Why didn't I think of it!"

What relationship can be more direct than a contract witnessed by the God of Contract himself? !

Shortly after Datorei was escorted to Sumeru, Nasida personally arranged for him to come into contact with the World Tree.

However, awakening as an Adventer did not improve his unstable mental state. Instead, Dotore used the power that exploded during his awakening to escape on the spot.

The Disciplinary Officer and the Fools pursued him day and night for half a year before finally catching him under a statue somewhere in Xumi and forcibly hypnotizing him and sealing him.

It's really not someone I can communicate with.

Nacida hesitated.

Abedo said seriously: "We can only give it a try. After all, what disappeared with Nanke was the winter snow globe."

If you can get it back.

Their means of saving the world no longer need to be limited to the abyssal plan.

The order to transport the doctor to Fontaine was given by Ray Movie, who could freely travel through space, and was responsible for bringing back Xumi.

I couldn't walk through the desert with the drag, so I had to take a long detour from Liyue. The mountains were high and the water was far away. It would be half a month before the people actually arrived at Fontaine.

The Midwinter-style medium-sized ship anchored at the port dedicated to the Momang Palace. Nasida and Navilette stood under the ship, welcoming Thunder Movie and Solstice's third executive officer, the [girl] Columbia who was originally responsible for the hypnosis doctor. .

Columbia's eyes were covered with a piece of plain cloth, and she walked down the bridge of the ship held by Thunder Movie. When she landed, her steps were light, like a little white dove.

"It's so hot." Columbia's nose twitched slightly, smelling the exotic sea breeze heated by the sun, and asked Nasida, "Is there any ice cream?"

Columbia was sent to the VIP room of Momang Palace together with a light-proof medical cabin.

There were a lot of people in the room. The gods, descendants, and water dragons who should be here, and the extra fools and Fontaine soldiers who shouldn't be here were all standing in several rows.

"Get out." Columbia said kindly, enjoying the ice cream, "If you are seen by Columbia's eyes, you will be cursed."

The fools took the lead in retreating.

Nasida also led the others away.

The door closed softly, and Columbia finished the ice cream slowly, licking the remaining crispy cone crumbs on her fingertips: "Even the gods are afraid of Columbia's eyes. Are you not afraid if you stay?"

Being unable to see light for a long time made Columbia's other senses more acute.

There was still one person left in the room.

"Let's begin." The young man's voice was like a cold spring, but he didn't take her sincere warning to heart.

"Alas." Columbia sighed at his ungratefulness, pinching the knot behind her head with her index finger and thumb.

The plain cloth fell away, revealing a pair of golden-orange eyes with huge, strange and turbid pupils, with some kind of blood-red character appearing in the center.

Columbia looked forward.

The room was well lit, and the blue geometric floor tiles were neat and clean. A metallic black medical cabin was placed above it, like an ugly cocoon made by a bug spitting out mucus.

She looked at the young man left behind again.

He stood by the wall two meters away from her, wearing black and red clothes that only people who had been stained with dirt for a long time would wear.

Then there are the young man's jade-white limbs and neck. His face is obscured by a dark hat, and a gauze is specially hung so that he can't see clearly.

Unlike his appearance, the boy's breath was inexplicably clean.

Columbia likes to be clean.

"You really won't be affected by me." Columbia stared at him for a while, not seeing any other action from the other party, and exclaimed, "Don't you have no intention?"

The young man clicked his tongue: "Don't wait too long."

"Haha..." Columbia laughed, like a little girl who is used to acting coquettishly, got up and walked to the medical cabin, whispering softly, "Columbia hates dirty things, can you help me open it? "

Too much to do.

The skirmisher frowned, walked up and opened the door of the medical cabin.

Inside was the doctor wrapped in a white uniform, with his arms and legs tied tightly by belts, and his eyelids were closed.

"Dotore." Columbia leaned down and stared at his face, "Wake up."

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