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

The air in the nearly closed underground cave is humid, and the maple trees have new leaves and green leaves.

Another pair of slender and tough arms caught her firmly.

The country collapses? !

Nanke raised his head slightly.

No, it's a doll.

With identical looks and completely different temperaments, the young man in white hunting clothes was equally surprised: "...Nanke?"

He suddenly pursed his lips, lowered his head, strengthened his arms, and hugged her tightly: "I thought I would never see you again."

What a similar reunion.

Nanke looked up at the thin light above his head, sighed, and gently placed his palm on the back of his head: "I'm back."

The borrowing hall became more and more dilapidated.

The wooden corridor that was still intact before completely collapsed, and not even a complete house in the Dahua Pavilion existed anymore.

I also knew that it was definitely because of the overload of gorgeousness when the skirmishers left last time.

Nanke and the puppet sat opposite each other under the maple tree, listening to him talk about the whole story.

In fact, the doll himself is not very clear about it.

All he knew was that a man who looked very much like him came to visit in a menacing manner, threatening to destroy him.

The doll was indeed disassembled and shut down.

Each part of the body is sealed in different corners of the Jingjing Pavilion. No matter how powerful the self-repairing ability of a divinely created thing is, it will take tens of millions of years to take shape again.

But before winter passed, the man came back again, dug him out and put him back together.

"... While he was unhappily helping me put on my body, he told me to leave the Jingjing Pavilion and wander outside." The doll twirled its white and soft sleeves, raised and loosened its eyebrows, and asked Nan Ke, "Baalzeb would not have treated me like this. He acted like this without permission. Will he be punished after he returns?"

The puppets seem to have some wonderful misunderstandings about skirmishers.

Nanke couldn't guess what made the skirmisher change his mind. He pursed his lips and followed the skirmisher's words: "He's right, you really should leave the Jingjingzhi Pavilion."

The puppet was startled, then shook his head in despair: "How can a thing like me walk into the crowd and return to the eyes of the Creator?"

"The world is so big. People, animals, monsters, gods, all kinds of existences can't always coexist harmoniously." Nanke held up his face and seriously advised, "If you feel that your place is not in Dao Wife, , then go somewhere else, be it the other side of the mountain or the end of the sea level... Your eyes can see more scenery, don't lock yourself here."

"I..." The doll stared at her, still hesitating, "Can I really go out?"

"of course can."

As if the dust was finally washed away from the dusty gems, his eyes lit up slightly: "You will also accompany me?"

Her incomparably pure purple eyes reflected her intently, with gentle hope. If it were her before, she would definitely not be able to refuse.

Nanke curled his lips slightly and said nothing. The answer was self-evident.

The light in the doll's eyes dimmed.

He lowered his eyes and looked at her fingertips, his lips moved, then pressed them together again, like a vindictive kitten, regardless of the weight of his head, he pressed it onto her hand.

To be honest, it's a bit heavy.

Nanke's hand was forced to move down a little, and the doll put its head on her shoulder and hugged her waist.

"Nan Ke, actually... I seem to have had a dream." He murmured softly.

Do dolls have the ability to dream?

God did not tell him, so he had to classify his vague impressions into floating words.

"Dream?" Nanke asked.

"Yeah. There was a baby bird that was abandoned on a dead tree in the middle of the swamp."

The black swamp is surrounded by endless thorns.

There was no end to the darkness, until one day, another bird with white wings also landed on this tree.

Is it a coincidence?

Is it compassion for the same kind of people?

No way of knowing.

In any case, the chicks don't have enough wings to fly.

Therefore, the chick did not make any willful requests, but silently admired the visitor's beautiful wings.

The white bird didn't say a word. After combing its messy feathers, it spread its wings and left.

Hunger and cold are not terrible, nor is impending death.

The long loneliness behind the tiny light is fatal.

On this day, the chick watched the distant sunset, with the crumbling nest at its feet, as if it was determined to plunge into the swamp.

At this time, another red bird came.

Not from the sky, but from under the trees, passing through the sharp thorns, dripping with blood, and even the wings were blackened by the mud.

"The young bird recognized that it was the white bird it once admired," the puppet said softly. "The white bird carved a path among the thorns, even though that was the pain that the young bird should have endured. In the end, They relied on each other and went to the outside world."

Nanke stroked the doll's back: "I'm sorry."

Maybe this is the meaning of her presence here.

But she couldn't accompany him like a white bird.

"There is another chick that has fallen into the swamp," Nanke said carefully, "Although I don't know what I can do for it, I can't leave it alone."

"I don't mind," the puppet's voice was raw, "Even if it's a journey of three people, even if that person is a bit scary, as long as you are here..."

Is this the so-called nestling complex?

It’s nerve-wracking.

Nanke smiled bitterly and pushed the doll's shoulders away. He didn't have much strength, but his intention to refuse was obvious: "I hope you can like this world, so you must walk your own path."

Those who travel with stragglers will eventually be implicated in world sanctions.

Although Nanke didn't care.

Anyway, people who treat her well will never have good results. She knows in her heart that she was born with this constitution.

But the dolls are different.

What was in front of him might be the one who became a wanderer. Compared with the stragglers who once fell into darkness, it was a better future.

"Nanke," the puppet said in confusion for a long time, "you have changed."

Nanke smiled: "After being stung by thorns, it's a bit unforgettable."

The exit of the borrowed scenery pavilion was blocked by falling rocks.

Fortunately, the puppets at this stage had the same strange powers as the skirmishers. Nanke stood far away and watched him linger two steps before the exit. He tentatively reached out and pushed forward——

The boulders piled up at the exit collapsed.

The doll emerged from the pile of rocks and stared down at its dirty palms, confused and surprised.

Nanke ran up to him, confirmed that he was not injured, breathed a sigh of relief, raised his lips and waved goodbye.

The young man's slender figure walked down the hillside towards the sparkling sea and beach in the distance, turning back after a few steps.

Nanke stood there, always smiling.

She didn't look around until he disappeared from sight.

Okay, now it's her turn to be confused.

Where did the skirmishers go?

Nanke didn't think for long, closed his eyes, and quickly teleported back to the Seven Heavens Statue.

The location of the statue is not at the highest point of Tatasha, but the view is pretty good. One side faces the sea, and the other side overlooks the entire Tatasha Arsenal.

There was only the sound of silent wind in the semi-enclosed arsenal. The sea water outside poured into the ditch, and most of the bottom was submerged. The unmaintained suspension bridge and houses were also in ruins.

Nanke took a deep breath, made his hands like trumpets, and shouted towards the mountain: "The country is collapsing——!"

There was a whisper, but no one answered.

Nanke then shouted: "Scatterers——"

"Electric shock boy——"

"Bengbeng little round hat——"

"Unlocking Wang Laobeng——"

"The Secret Master of Colorful Sunshine——"

"Dwarf Dong——"

The word "melon" was slapped back into Nanke's mouth.

She turned around, and the skirmisher's face was livid, and he pinched both sides of her face with one hand. Purple lightning flashed in and out of the air.

"Shut up!" He came with a low breath in his voice as he walked quickly.

Nanke's mouth was covered and he couldn't make a sound. He could only bend his eyes and blink at him hard.

The skirmisher summoning technique was a great success.