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

He probably made an agreement with Niwa. After leaving the cave, Yu Yuchangzheng only asked about Nanke's injury and ordered his subordinates to go home.

On the way back, Katsuragi left the team with a few people to go hunting. Gogo was escorting them back to Tatasha. On the only way, Niwa stood with an umbrella, looking like he had been waiting for a long time.

"Thank you for your hard work, Changzheng."

"It's my job." The chief royal officer nodded, "I'll go to the epidemic shed for a walk."

Watching Yu Changzheng's back, Nanke couldn't help but admire the unconditional trust between them.

"Okay," Niyu turned around, "Let's talk as we walk, what did you find?"

Kunibeng has always been a silent and well-behaved little boy in front of Niwa, so Nanke had to organize his own words, from being buried in the borrowed scenery hall to the mysterious cave.

"Inazuma's lightning is driven by the general's law. It is so dense, presumably to alert passers-by and suppress the evil spirits in the cave. Don't worry too much," Niwa analyzed methodically, "As for the reaction of your blood and crystallized bone marrow... There is hot water in the house, you go and change into dry clothes while I prepare."

Nanke raised his head, and in front of him was the heavily guarded residence of the Armed Forces Department.

Across a screen, Nanke had the rare luxury of taking a hot bath and heard the rustling on the other side.

"The country collapsed," she raised her head and asked, "You didn't get flooded, did you?"

"...take care of yourself."

The young man's slender and well-proportioned figure was reflected on the screen by the lights, and his soaked clothes were thrown onto the top of the screen, dripping with water.

Nanke narrowed his eyes and peeked at him wiping his body openly.

Two words, eye-catching.

Three words, so eye-catching.

How could anyone be willing to abandon such a beautiful doll like Guobeng?

Just say if you don’t understand.

Niyu didn't send anyone to urge him. After Guobeng finished packing and left, Nanke relaxed and soaked for a while before reluctantly going out.

In the quiet room, Niyu and Guobeng sat opposite each other. On the long table in the middle were a lamp, a dagger, several cups and a plate of crystallized bone marrow.

It looks like the scene of a mysterious ritual of a cult.

"Sit down, Nanke." Niyu rolled up his sleeves, roasted the dagger on the flame of the lamp for a few times, and pushed it to her along with an empty cup. "It will hurt a little, please bear with me."

Nanke glanced over and saw that several other cups were filled with a light red liquid, and he didn't know whose they belonged to.

She touched the dagger and turned it over. The cold light was piercing and it was sharp to the naked eye.

Nanke was a little reluctant to take action.

I have no choice but to push for the collapse of the country.

"Do your own thing." Guobeng turned away.

"Please, Lord Guobeng," she shook his arm, "I'm afraid I might accidentally end up committing suicide by cutting my wrists."

It was rare for Nanke to take the initiative to show weakness. Guobeng glanced at her twice before reluctantly taking the dagger: "You dare to put your life in my hands. If there is an accident, don't complain."

"It's okay, it's okay. When the time comes, I'll help you, old man, to live on for my sake." Nanke pinched his palms, frowned and closed his eyes.

The knuckles of Guobeng's grip on her wrist increased unnoticeably.

Then Nanke felt pain in his wrist.

The bloodletting didn't last long, Niyu apologized again, took Nanke's cup while she was pressing her arm to stop the bleeding, carefully tilted it slightly, and dripped it into the plate containing the crystallized bone marrow.

A flower bud emerged softly from the blood stains.

It is smaller than the one in the cave, probably because of its low blood volume.

Niwa followed the same pattern and tried it with blood from other cups.

Most of them had no reaction, and there was only one cup. The blood melted into it the moment it came into contact with the crystallized bone marrow, and a black mist with an unstable shape jumped up with a roar.

Niyu jumped back in shock.

But before he could completely break away from the crystallized bone marrow, the black mist roared and was forced to shrink back.

The entire plate of crystallized bone marrow slowly turned gray as if it were fading. When the black mist completely disappeared, the Dendrobium on the other end of the plate also slowly bloomed.

If it weren't for the inappropriateness of the moment, Nan Ke would have really wanted to applaud Crystallized Marrow for becoming such a good trick.

Niwa calmed down, pulled a piece of white cloth to cover the crystallized bone marrow and blood dendrobium that had turned into gray stone, and said: "I will write down these reactions to the crystallized bone marrow and discuss it with Kaneo for another time. You can go back tonight. "

"Lord Niyu, whose cup of blood just now belongs to?" Nanke sat still.

"A psychotic patient," Niyu said regretfully without any intention of hiding anything. "On his deathbed today, he entrusted his body to me."

Nanke and Guobeng were escorted by guards to the cave.

His wrist was still aching, so Nanke pulled up his sleeve to cover the red-stained bandage, wondering.

What does it mean when Dendrobium blooms?

The crystallized bone marrow has been drained?

Her physique... is that mysterious?

I wanted to ask Guobeng, but Guobeng also looked thoughtful and didn't come to a conclusion.

The guards suddenly stopped, saluted to the front, and said loudly: "Master Yu Yu!"

"Yes." Yu Yuzhang nodded slightly and looked at Nanke with a majestic expression, "Are you done? You have worked hard during the day, please take a rest."

"Same for you, Mr. Yu Yu." Nanke replied, turning sideways to give way, and suddenly saw the person walking side by side on the other side of Mr. Yu Yu.

...Escher?

"You two are not here during the day. Mr. Escher said that he was free anyway, so he came over to help." Kaneo was applying medicine to his legs. He saw the gauze on Nanke's wrist with his sharp eyes, and his brows suddenly tightened, "Nanke , why are you injured?"

"This," Nanke still didn't hide it, pulled down his sleeves again and said with a smile, "is proof of bravery for justice."

Kaneo gave her a rare stern look, and without asking any questions, he told her a few taboos and not to get wet, and urged her to go to bed quickly.

But how could it be possible to sleep?

Especially Guobeng, who was sitting on the edge with his head lowered like a meditator.

After scoring twice, Nanke sat up again, wrapped in quilt.

"Niwa didn't mention letting us go out tomorrow," Kunibeng glanced at her, "I'll sleep with you."

"Do you have an idea?" Nanke asked him from side to side.

"I won't tell you if I do."

Nanke's face fell, and he raised his injured hand and punched him: "As a client, don't I have the right to know?"

The force was very light, not even as strong as a leaf blown by the wind. Guobeng snorted softly to cope with the changes, and suddenly realized that his temper seemed to have improved a lot?

Guobeng couldn't help but move his eyebrows.

Nanke said "Hey" twice, but received no response. He drew circles on the ground with his fingers in a bored manner.

"Why don't Guobeng come over and sleep with me?" Suddenly, he heard Kanexiong turn over and let out a sleepy voice.

Nanke was shocked: "Kanexiong, are you not asleep?"

"I don't want you two to talk until midnight again," Kaneo said, feeling very tired. "You have to be energetic. Don't forget that there are still people who need to recover from their injuries."

Nanke covered his face and crawled back to the floor honestly: "I'm sorry."

Guobeng didn't move for a while, with an expression of war between heaven and man on his face. He hesitated for a long time and said, "Jianxiong, you can go to sleep. Nanke and I can just squeeze in."

The air was very quiet.

Nanke kept shaking the quilt, and before he could turn around whether Guobeng was perfunctory or serious, the quilt in his hand was taken away.

Guobeng squatted next to her, pushing her and gesturing to go to the side.

Kanexiong didn't say anything again until the country collapsed and he lay down.

Nanke was lying on his side with his back to Guobeng. After a while, he couldn't help but poke him with his backhand: "Guobeng?"

"What?"

Nanke turned over, and in front of him was the boy's back and softly curved neck. Perhaps because the pillow was too short, he bent his elbows and put an arm under his head.

A hint of coolness suddenly swept through the fingers of the natural light grasp. The soldier opened his eyes and heard the hot and humid breath that belongs only to humans falling to his ears as the person behind him raised his upper body.

"Actually, you are a man, right?"

Nanke's tone was two parts guilty, one part hesitant and one part uncertain.

The skirmisher clasped his fingers, and there was her hair between his fingers.

"So?" he asked.

"I'm sorry," she said softly, without saying anything, "I peeked at you taking a shower today."

The skirmisher's breath caught.

I feel like my bad temper is coming back soon.

"So it's not a good idea for us to sleep together?" She mustered up the courage to make her final argument.

"..." The skirmisher took a breath, "Shut up."

If he hadn't been worried about Kanexiong's mother-in-law character who insisted on sleeping with her and exposing her inhuman identity, he wouldn't have condescended to make do with her.

...No, after all, this bed belongs to him, right?

Thinking of this, the skirmishers suddenly felt confident.

He turned over and lay on his back, giving Nanke a hard look.

Nanke: "..."

strange?

Suddenly I feel like I’m not at a disadvantage at all?

A very restless night passed.