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

Don't think about it again.

I don’t want to think about it anymore.

Nanke pressed his head and took a breath, looking at the scene in front of him.

Heiqi smiled ferociously, and the black snake circled, turning into countless old pictures like old films, blocking them in front of her, tearing one picture, and another, endlessly.

But the memories keep coming back, even if I close my eyes.

Like he wanted to destroy her or something.

Nanke clenched the crystallized bone marrow in his hand, the sharp section cutting into the flesh and blood, feeling painful and sober at the same time.

The blood dendrobium branches spread all the way, like a bright flower carpet spread in the cold darkness. Nanke stood at the end and paused to breathe, as if he had dropped bait. The ghosts dispersed slightly, revealing the shadowy and kneeling young man in the black smoke in the distance. .

An empty wooden box fell next to Guobeng, and dim purple electric light flashed rhythmically around him.

Nanke's lips turned pale and he walked towards him.

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Where is the borrowed scenery museum?

Nanke, who was walking around Tatarsha Beach, pressed his hair on the top of his hair that had been permed by the autumn sun, completely lost, and looked around.

I clearly remember that you can see the borrowed scenery pavilion from the sandy beach.

Nanke's mouth was dry and he decided to change his mind and climbed to a high point on the mountain to confirm the coordinates.

By the way, pick a violet melon to quench your thirst.

mountain road.

Nanke walked forward while battling wits with the tough rind of the violet melon in his hand.

A group of people, old and young, came towards me, carrying picks and hoes.

Nanke glanced casually and then looked away, took a bite of the tender melon meat, and passed by them.

"Mr. Escher, is there really a mine in this poor place?" someone behind him asked.

The person whose name was called responded with a smile: "Of course, this is a place I found with great difficulty."

"But there are less than ten of us, can we dig enough for a cart in one day?"

"That's why the reward is so high."

"Then how will we transport the ore back then?"

"Lord Niwa will send someone to find us."

Familiar names were mixed in the chat. Nanke stopped and frowned again and again. After all, he couldn't help but turn around and look at the person called "Escher".

Escher was talking to a worker with many problems beside him, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely cold.

For an instant.

Nanke looked at him.

When she regained consciousness, she was locked in a cave with the workers.

"Okay, please take good care of yourselves. I will come to visit you again in three days." Escher tied everyone's hands and feet skillfully, clapped his hands and stood up, "I look forward to your performance."

"Mr. Escher, what mistake did we make to deserve this?"

"Did Niwa-sama ask you to do this?"

"Wait! Don't go! Don't go! Escher! Escher!!!"

Nanke frowned slightly. She was more concerned about the environment around her than the desperate cries of the workers.

The purple crystals that are everywhere, growing all over the cave, are eerie and beautiful.

The memory of being caught doing experiments is very vague.

There are scenes of people going crazy under the influence of crystallized bone marrow, like irrational beasts, biting their companions crazily.

There is a scene of Nanke being scratched on the neck and lying dying among the dark bones and blood.

There's a scene of Escher leaning down, smiling, and cutting something out of her body.

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Nanke closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then another.

Finally he opened his eyes and looked at where he had finally arrived.

A boiler-shaped core was suspended low on the metal ground, about two people high.

The evil spirit has been driven away by her blood. In a small area of ​​pure land, Guobeng quietly knelt on the ground with his back to her. His whole body was entangled by the evil spirit, like a white porcelain doll with cracks.

Guobeng turned around when he heard the sound, and when he saw her, his gloomy eyes suddenly widened: "Stupid woman! What are you doing here?!"

Nanke was relieved to hear that he could still scold her.

"Ha," she stepped forward and put her hand on his shoulder, weakly, "You sound like I am your enemy."

"Yes! I hate you! I hate everyone!" Guobeng roared, his expression turned ferocious due to the intense emotion, "So get out of here! I am enough here, I don't need anyone's hypocritical charity!"

But Nanke lowered his eyes and clearly saw the clenched fists on his knees trembling.

She couldn't help but sigh, she leaned over and lowered her hands to hold his: "You talk so harshly, but you actually push me away."

Guobeng's body froze.

Nanke grasped his hand with a little force, and the blood flowed from the cut wrist to Guobeng's hand, absorbing the ghost spirit, and then turned into a red flower and fell on his knees.

Now that things have happened, it no longer matters why Guobeng came to Taolisha, what he hates, and what he endures.

He obviously intended to kill himself here.

However, Nanke couldn’t be clearer—

The more someone wants to die, the more unwilling they will be when they die.

Especially since he has a wish.

"The country collapsed." After confirming that his body had returned to its original state, Nanke let go, but could no longer stand. He slowly knelt down against his back and rested his forehead on his shoulder. "You seemed to have said that you wanted a Heart right?"

Guobeng's breathing sounded unlike that of a human being. Although it was warm, there was no ambiguous moisture. It was so slow and long that it seemed like he was trying to drain all the air out of his lungs.

As she finished speaking, the sound of breathing suddenly stopped.

"For the sake of my hard work to find you, can you please accept my heart?" Nanke raised her lips, "This way, even if I am gone, these flowers should keep blooming until you leave."

"Idiot, who wants your heart!"

"But I no longer have the energy to walk out with you."

"what are you saying……"

"Don't think I can't tell," Nan Ke interrupted him with a smile, but his voice slowly lowered uncontrollably, "You always keep a distance from others and are mean to me. You are just waiting for today. Like this The way it was done was really too cunning.”

"..." The skirmisher clenched his knuckles, with suppressed and painful emotions in his eyes, and said hoarsely, "I am a thing that is not even a human being, a failure that is abandoned, and an evil that is hated. The only way to survive is to die here." Good for everyone.”

"What hatred..." The person behind him was silent for a moment and said softly, "Obviously when I saw you for the first time, I felt quite happy..."

It's like dreaming that the tiny petals under the tree are easily blown away by the breeze.

The heartbeat behind him stopped suddenly.

The skirmisher slowly turned back in disbelief: "Hey..."

Nanke slipped with his movements and fell to the ground.

The movement was very light, not as good as a maple leaf falling. Her pale and transparent fingers rested next to the newly bloomed dendrobium. She was like an unborn baby, curled up among a piece of red flowers.

The skirmisher stretched out his hand to confirm her breathing, but was shaking violently and couldn't stop: "You idiot...are you blind! I'm not the doll you met, not at all!"

Humans are always like this.

So blind.

So fragile.

Talking to himself, he turned his back on him and died without authorization.

It's always like this...always like this, always like this!

So what if Niwa is tied up? Someone is going to die because of him!

"Haha, haha, hahahahaha..." The skirmisher covered his face and looked above his head, laughing loudly, "Who will kill me, who will kill me! Orobas, Balzeb, anyone is good. , come and kill me!"

The powerful evil spirit in the heart of the furnace once almost wiped him out, but now the strange blood dendrobium blocked the approach of the evil spirit.

And Raiden never listened to his wishes.

"Everyone is good, everyone is good, can you..." the soldier choked, his eyes broken, "come and save her..."

He can't get out of here.

As soon as he got here, he broke his legs.

The snake shadows crowded in the aura of the evil spirit became commotion again.

On the road paved with blood dendrobium, a figure stumbled and approached from the outside.

"Ah..." The skirmisher let out a trembling sigh.

On the way here is Niwa.

Niwa was soaked all over, with cut ropes still hanging on his flailing hands and ankles.

"The country collapses, Nanke!"