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

Nanke was woken up by the growling in his stomach.

The fragrant smell of meat stimulated her nostrils. She swallowed and pulled open the hunting clothes covering her head.

There was a fire beside the maple tree, and someone was sitting and grilling skewers.

"Are you awake?" The young man changed into a neat black and red outfit, turned the meat skewer over, and glanced sideways at her with a cold and sharp glance.

Nan Ke was about to ask him if he was in a better mood, but couldn't help but swallow it back.

Why are you still unhappy?

She stood up with the hunting clothes, folded them briefly and gave them back to him, then changed the subject: "Thank you for the clothes, what are you roasting?"

Nanke's eager expression fell into the eyes of the stragglers, like a stray cat begging for food.

That stupid doll almost starved someone to death and thought she was asleep.

"It fell from the dome that someone smashed through." He chuckled and deliberately turned the skewer in his hand over. "Want to eat?"

Nanke's eyes followed the skewers: "What do you think?"

She simply wanted to make him happy, but she saw the corner of the young man's mouth drop instantly.

Nanke was amazed by how quickly his expression changed.

"I'll take you out at dawn," he threw the skewers over angrily, watching Nanke catch it with all his hands, grabbing a greasy hand, and then put on his faint sarcastic smile again, "Let me make it clear first, when the time comes Wherever I go, you go in the opposite direction, do you hear me?"

Nanke pinched the branch with skewers on it with two fingers and asked curiously: "How to get out?"

"Blow up the wall."

"what?"

The boy didn't explain much. He stood up and went to wash his hands in the small pond next to him.

Nanke chewed the barbecue and peeked at him from the corner of his eyes.

The barbecue has no seasoning and the taste is very bland, but the heat is just right and it is not difficult to eat.

Contrary to his excellent cooking skills, the young man had an unhappy expression on his face as if she owed him eight million.

Nanke didn't understand.

It was just a matter of sleeping and waking up, and his attitude was like a 180-degree turn from a little angel to a little devil.

After washing his hands, the boy sat down against the maple tree with his back to her, his head lowered and he didn't know what he was messing with.

He didn't even notice Nanke approaching with half a skewer of barbecue in his hand.

Nanke watched as he pulled off half of the collar of his coat, lifted up the tight-fitting black material and bit it, then opened his abdominal cavity with difficulty and performed a series of operations.

With a structure of bright white conduits and gears, countless precision parts were inlaid in the young man's body.

Nanke was shocked for a moment.

By the way, he is a doll.

She remembered.

Dolls, roughly equivalent to robots?

Due to the lack of vision and patience, the reorganization of the organs of the skirmishers was not smooth.

The pain caused by the loss of vital organs continued one after another, and cold sweat dripped from his chin on the line. A small screw accidentally rolled down. The straggler couldn't reach it, so he simply clenched his molars and stopped.

When he was still a fool, he had someone to help him with repairs and maintenance, but he himself was not skilled in it.

Trouble, just throw it away.

he thought angrily.

"Need help?" The next moment, a greasy hand picked up the screw and handed it to him.

The skirmisher pursed his lips heavily and turned to threaten: "No need! If you look at it one more time, I will pick off your bones and use them as parts!"

"Isn't it appropriate?" The woman next to him squatted down, holding a skewer in one hand and holding a screw in his abdomen with the other hand, eagerly comparing them. "The bones look hard, but they are actually very brittle. , the scrap rate of parts is so high.”

"Go away!"

Nanke's shoulders shook at his roar.

She watched his expression for two seconds to confirm that he was really angry, and stood up with a snort.

"Then let me go." Nanke did not forget to put half of the specially sent barbecue into his hand, and turned around holding the screw.

She walked very slowly on purpose, turning the screws in her hand with determination, waiting for him to call her to stop.

The result is not.

After walking a while, Nanke looked back and found that the kebabs had been thrown to the ground in a wasteful manner, thrown together with the kebabs and the pancreas-like organ that had been in the boy's stomach just now.

Nanke's face changed: "Hey, something will happen if we don't have this!"

The young man ignored it, raised his eyebrows and pulled out a large bunch from his stomach.

Nanke was scared.

As a robot, has no one taught him that it will malfunction if there are missing parts?

"Okay, okay, I'll give it back to you!" She strode back and held his hand, "Don't make fun of yourself, I..."

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands." The boy slapped her away.

Nanke accepted the fate of the young man who had grown into a rebellious stage overnight and raised his hands: "I understand, I'm going to wash my hands."

Before the skirmisher could say anything, she had already stepped neatly into the small pond. Before touching the water, she did not forget to raise the greasy screw in her hand and asked him: "By the way, your...this can wet the water." ?"

The skirmishers ignored her.

Nanke can do it by default.

After rubbing her hands, she made sure that the screws were clean, and then went to the skirmishers: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

He conveniently intercepted a ball of some unknown precision component that almost rolled into the pond.

The skirmisher frowned and just wanted to finish the repairs quickly.

Why can't this guy be driven away? Upset.

But his fingertips were shaking with pain, and he couldn't even put the organs back to their original positions.

Nanke considerately helped him hold the thing on the bottom of his hand...well, it should be his lungs, right? It feels strange to the touch, and you can feel it vibrating slightly inside.

"Who told you to touch me?" The young man's body trembled and he scolded in a low voice.

Nanke was very sincere: "Then you can teach me?"

"...You are so thick-skinned. Did you just pick it from the bark of a tree?"

"You are so harsh, did you travel to another world at night to practice magical skills?"

Nan Ke couldn't stand the fact that he was still not helping anyone with his face covered in cold sweat, so he retorted. He accidentally raised his eyes and found that he had narrowed his eyes.

What's the reaction?

Before Nanke could open his mouth to speak, the young man frowned and leaned against the maple tree behind him. He took a breath and said harshly in a lowered voice: "Tear out everything that can be dismantled."

She smiled and brushed away the boy's sweaty forehead: "You're so good."

Skirmisher: The fist is hard.

In order to avoid losing parts, Nanke took the hunting clothes that had been set aside and spread them out, placing all the small and broken things on top.

Nanke is very patient and has good observation skills.

She followed the boy's instructions to dismantle him and came to this conclusion for herself.

All that was left in the boy's body were the five internal organs that could not be disassembled.

No, it’s the four internal organs.

The heart position is empty.

"These don't seem to be usable anymore." Nanke picked up a broken catheter and looked up.

"The replacement is inside." She threw a checkered brocade bag in her hand.

After the young man finished speaking, he groaned and frowned.

Just looking at his face, it’s really hard to believe that he is just a doll.

Nanke thought inappropriately and increased his hand speed.

From time to time, the boy would urge her, "Hurry up", "Slow down", "It's not ready yet", etc. When she exhaled and finally put the last organ back into his abdomen, she asked "Is it okay?" At that time, he stopped talking.

The long eyelashes like crow feathers drooped quietly, and a sickly blush appeared on the pale jade cheeks.

Nanke touched it tentatively.

It feels warm and soft, almost indistinguishable from human skin.

But the vastly different delicacy and gloss, and the ingenious curvature and shape of the muscles made her almost feel that touching them for a second longer was blasphemy.

"What are you doing?" His light-colored eyes suddenly opened, staring at her with a cold expression.

Nanke stopped and kept his expression unchanged, pretending that he hadn't touched anyone's face just now: "I've pretended, can you take a look?"

The young man closed the flap on his abdomen with force, stood up and left while holding on to the tree.

"Won't you check it?" Nanke followed him with eyes.

"I can't die." The young man was cold and decisive. After taking two steps, he suddenly bent down and covered his abdomen. He turned around and gritted his teeth with distorted features. "You guy... where did half of my kidneys go?"

Nanke said "Ah", lowered his head and groped around, and found a fish that had slipped through the net under the stacked fabrics of the hunting clothes: "...hey?"