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

"Say!"

"Speak quickly!" other patients behind the man shouted.

Nanke squinted, using the weak light to distinguish their looks, and wrote them down one by one.

Someone noticed what she was doing and quickly covered their face.

"What are you afraid of?" The bearded man spat back, "The ship is ready. We will leave after asking for the prescription. Who can do anything to us?"

"But brother, the security is so tight, just in case..."

"Do you want to die of illness here?"

Nanke heard their noise and couldn't help but said: "Can we discuss these later?"

Everyone's eyes fell on her again.

"Who helped you untie the rope?" Nanke asked, observing their expressions, "It should be the same person who told you that I can cure mental illness, right? Last night's night attack was a test? It was also his plan. Did you book it for you?"

No one dared to answer her series of questions, but the uneasiness on his face betrayed the answer. He turned around and shouted, "Shut up!"

"Let me reiterate," Nanke stared at him calmly, "It's you who asked me for help. You have offended me, and now my mood is leaning a little towards rejecting you."

The bearded hand did not fall down after all.

"Let me go." Nanke ordered.

"Hmph, of course you can reject us, but then your life will be of no use to us." Bearded Beard drew a knife from his waist, "Even if we kill you now, does it not matter?"

Nanke's eyebrows moved slightly.

It's this self-righteous threat again.

"It doesn't matter," she said.

The beard's expression changed slightly.

He really didn't expect that she wasn't afraid of death. Not only was he not afraid of death, he simply didn't take his own life seriously.

He had been secretly observing her for several days. Apart from being extremely protective of the old man, she was just an ordinary girl who seemed to have a little temper.

Why are you so brave?

"Brother," the younger brother held him, fearing that he might accidentally stab Nanke in a rage, "We can't let her die, but can we make her life worse than death?"

"That's right, that one just said to leave the person alive to him, as long as he has one breath left, right?" Another person chimed in.

Nanke pursed his lips and gradually frowned as he listened to them discussing some unsavory tricks.

"That one"?

Escher again?

No, when Escher left yesterday, she had just finished bleeding at Niyu's place. Judging from the timing, he shouldn't know.

Nanke thought of the bones and burned paper in the crystallized marrow cave.

Unless the owners of the skeleton were used for experiments, the person who locked her in the cave before she lost her memory was also Escher.

So Escher had known about her constitution for a long time, and he couldn't sit still when he heard that she was going out.

Nanke is self-consciously logical and self-consistent.

The people in front of them had already discussed the horrific torture plan and were about to put it into action. Nanke moved his wrist, which was strangled by the rope, and said, "I said I'm not afraid of death anymore, so don't think so. If I feel I can’t bear it anymore, suicide is not an option.”

Everyone in front of him was stunned, and Nanke curved his lips and added: "And you don't have much time, right?"

It was probably still midnight, and based on how often the soldiers changed shifts, they should have noticed something strange by now.

Nanke's attitude obviously angered the bearded man.

"Are you threatening us?"

"I'm just stating the facts," Nanke tilted his head, "It's you who are afraid of death, not me. Aren't you criminals serving sentence? Don't you even understand this?"

After a period of terrible silence, the bearded man clenched his fists and asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to do before you are willing to say it?"

"Let me go first."

After a while, Nanke rubbed his wrists and sat on the chair and asked, "When will Escher come?"

She heard someone gasp.

"Do you remember?" A smiling voice with a sizzling noise came from under Nanke's chair, like electricity passing through a pipe.

Even Nanke was shocked.

"Don't move, this is a pressure bomb equipped with a microphone," Escher said kindly. "It took me a lot of effort to make it. I don't want to see my dear Miss Nanke because of an unintentional mistake, bang! Turned into fragments of limbs.”

"Mr. Escher, do you want to get rid of me?" Nanke's face darkened.

"No, no, no, I usually want to keep rare experimental materials until the last minute as much as possible."

He did not deny at all that he had caught Nanke before he lost his memory and conducted experiments on innocent people.

Nanke clenched his fingers.

Then I heard him say with a smile, "Miss Nanke, I invited you here because I want to ask you about a relatively private issue. I hope you don't mind."

"Excuse me."

"How far has your memory recovered?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Nanke asked.

"Of course, a dirty heart cannot bear the huge evil spirits in the heart of the furnace. If you think about it too much, I will have a headache."

Furnace heart?

What does he want to do?

Nanke thought so, so he asked.

But I heard Escher let out a series of pleasant chuckles: "That's great, you really haven't thought of it yet."

Nanke took a breath and suddenly realized that this was Escher's words to test her.

She pursed her lips, was silent for a moment, and then respectfully interjected with a beard: "Mr. Escher, can you tell us what the method of treating psychosis is? You also heard that she refused to explain."

"What a bunch of rubbish." Escher criticized unceremoniously.

The beard is as silent as a cicada.

"Her blood."

As soon as Escher said this, the patients in front of Nanke almost turned blue.

But the solution was probably too weird, and no one moved for a while. After hesitating for a long time, the bearded man pulled out a person from the crowd, held up his collar and approached Nanke, and pulled her arm.

The blade of the knife penetrated his flesh, and Nanke groaned in pain.

In such a comparison, the collapse of the country can be called gentle.

The bleeding hand was pressed against a pair of rough lips with a beard.

"Oh, I forgot to remind you," a voice suddenly came from under Nanke's butt, with a sick smile, "pay attention to the dosage, two drops per person, otherwise..."

Before Escher finished speaking, the man in Nanke's hand suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes, let out a hoarse scream, then clasped his neck with his hands and fell down.

The bearded man then retreated.

A trace of black energy emerged from the body of the person who collapsed on the ground, as if it was made of flesh and blood. When it condensed into a pitch-black mass in mid-air, only the blackened skeleton was left on the ground.

They are exactly the same as the bones in the Crystallized Marrow Cave.

But as if it was not satisfied with the body's flesh and blood, the black energy squirmed, divided into several strands, and rushed toward other people in the room.

"Help!"

"do not come!"

Remembering that he was still sitting with a bomb, Nanke carefully moved back, away from the rioting crowd.

Soon everyone was swallowed up by the black energy and withered bones were everywhere. Only Nanke was still alive.

The swelling, ominous black fog filled the entire dilapidated hut, solidifying into a huge red-eyed snake head, hissing out a long message, and stared at her.

In the chaotic airflow, Nanke raised his bleeding wrist.

If she really had the power to purify it...

But before he could make contact with the snake head, a blazing thunder fell from the sky.

The elemental force, so powerful that it was visible to the naked eye, instantly illuminated the entire room.

What appears in it is the figure of the collapse of the country.

Fine lightning noises surrounded him, constantly blending with the jade-colored skin of the doll, weaving a dangerous beauty.

The snake's head was struck by lightning and turned into a blur. It raised its head high and screamed on the verge of death.

Guobeng fell down and grabbed Nanke's arm with his backhand: "Let's go!"

"There's a bomb under the chair!"

They shouted almost simultaneously.

Guobeng was shocked, and Nanke was also stunned.

The light was so bright that it wiped out the vision, and the heat wave was so hot that only pain was left. The sound was no longer audible. After the loud noise for a moment, there was complete silence including the consciousness.

But there was cold rain hitting my face.

Nanke regained consciousness and stood up from the broken ruins: "The country collapsed!"

The sound of rain mixed with the ringing in her ears. She screamed at the top of her lungs, but she could barely hear her own voice.

Then she felt the cold weight slide off her body.

It's the collapse of the country.

The skin along with the clothes on the back were scorched, exposing the snow-white spine covered with dust and the deeper organs, with dazzling sparks flickering among them, like needle pricks when touched.

"The country collapsed!" Nanke held his face in panic, "Are you still alive?"

One of his eyes was half closed, and the other was open, looking at her with trembling eyelashes and opening and closing his lips.

The tinnitus was so severe that Nanke couldn't hear.

She bit her lip and hugged him hard.

Behind the noisy heavy rain were Yu Yu Changzheng and Tatarsha soldiers who came after hearing the sound.