Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

Putting down his hand to wave goodbye to the three of them, Albedo felt the cold touch of snowflakes falling on his shoulders, face, and eyelashes.

story...

Yes, I should have thought of it earlier.

After Wutong, Sora, and Paimon had completely left the camp and were no longer visible, a black snake swam along the bushes to Albedo's feet.

There is a failed product made by the teacher in the belly of the dragon. This is the origin of the story.

The snake walked a new route in the snow, as if pointing out the direction and marking the place. But now it's snowing again, and maybe it will be covered up and disappear soon.

Abedo watched as the snake spat out a message and disappeared into mist. In the end, he was the only one left in the vast snow.

Close your eyes slowly.

If we switched places, if you were the one who survived.

The emotions that came to my mind, the image that appeared in my mind - another child of chalk without "flaws". Abedo exhaled. Open your eyes and look up.

Then as an abandoned experiment, a loser in the Original Man's plan, I must also want to replace you.

In the wind and snow, two pairs of identical eyes looked at each other, one at a high place and the other at a low place.

Although he is the chief alchemist of the Knights of the West Wind, he seems to have a civilian position, but after all, he was also a teacher who could be entrusted to teach Wutong swordsmanship. The sound of the sword blade coming out of the body rang in his ears. Speaking of which, Wutong's sword-drawing action was to raise his hand and swing it in front of him, and then forcefully draw a half-moon sword light. This was learned from him.

I will change my appearance into yours, learn your alchemy, and create miraculous creatures as a diversion.

Abedo's footprints covered the traces left by the snake, from bottom to top.

I'll find a loophole. Taking the opportunity to get rid of you, and the travelers who are sharp enough to see through the secret, and... Wutong, who clearly distinguishes us from the beginning to the end.

It's like he's pulling a thread, heading towards the original source...

That way, I can regain the joy of being born in this world.

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Arriving at Wutong at the adventurer camp at the foot of the mountain again, I looked back to see the snow-capped mountains that never melted due to wind and snow all year round, but only for a short time.

Black fog dispersed in the air, like snow that would eventually cover up all deeds and bury everything.

Kong asked her if she could tell from the first moment at the cave entrance that this was not the original Albedo, but a fake.

Apart from the most obvious yet subtle star marks, what else can be discerned.

He waved casually to Paimon, who was chatting enthusiastically with Mr. Seleus and Amber, to express his reassurance. Pointing to a place with few people, he walked over with Kong: "Behavior, tone, expression, habits... some things are accumulated over a long period of time, and it can't be easily determined just by how you feel today or who you are facing. And a brief change.”

"Just like Paimon, her tone is like a child's. She is obviously happy when she is happy, and when she is angry, she emphasizes words and sentences. She almost never has a flat tone. Her facial and body expressions are rich, and she is always lively and vivid." Leaning on the unknown ruins At the ruins of the ruins, Wutong chuckled: "When you encounter troublesome problems, you will not frown. You rarely frown. You will put your hand on your chin, either directly or tactfully. You will not laugh when you encounter happy things. , so exaggerated, you almost don’t.”

It was almost a detail that he himself didn't notice. Kong raised his eyebrows: "Is this your habit? It sounds like a detective. If you observe it so carefully, then indeed, there are probably all the scammers who want to pretend to replace the people around you. , you will see through it at a glance."

"Isn't that cool?"

"Incredibly cool. But can I ask one more question?"

"what?"

"Ah Yu, why do you have this habit?"

Wutong was stunned. In the other person's eyes, it didn't look like he was just casually asking and curious in his spare time, but he was serious about wanting to know and understand. Maybe call it her past.

"Why...want to ask this?"

"Because I like Ah Yu, I want to know more about Ah Yu, and want to know more about you before I met you. In a sense, this is also opening a treasure chest."

Who taught him this straightforward and fatal way of speaking?

Fortunately, we arrived at a place with few people in advance. Otherwise, given the enthusiasm of the people in Mondstadt, it is estimated that after today, the news that reaches the ears of Captain Qin will be that the two of them have chosen a good time and auspicious day, and everything is ready. All they need to do is pay a visit. .

Is Sora originally this type of straight ball type? But it seems that every time he gets close to her, he is just like me, his ears are super red, and the other person prefers hugging and kissing rather than saying a few words of love.

So who taught it?

Wutong thought about it and couldn't think of anything, so he didn't worry too much. Then he sat on the floor and patted the seat next to him. We have plenty of time now, so it doesn't matter if we chat: "Is this the first time I'm telling you? About my original world, my hometown..."

Glory. It is the name of the husband in the family.

His existence is similar to Mr. Zhongli, but not exactly the same. To put it in a layman's terms...he is the father-in-law of the land? The official name is generally called the national spirit - the spiritual body with consciousness that has been bred from the land for thousands of years, also called the conscious body. There are one hundred and ninety-seven people like Mr. Yao in the world.

Home is huge. There are 10.45 million square kilometers. Mr. Yao is the eldest brother in the family. He has thirty-four younger brothers and sisters in total. The Jin and Zhejiang brothers I mentioned to you before are all his younger brothers. But if you ask me which one is older, Mr. Jin or Mr. Zhe, I don’t know. Just looking at appearance and temperament, Mr. Jin may be older.

The essential difference from Wendy, Ying, and Mr. Zhongli is that in the world I was originally in, there was no such thing as a divine power that could destroy the world in one fell swoop. It can be said that rather than certain behaviors of conscious bodies affecting human beings, it is better to say that certain decisions and actions of human beings affect gentlemen who are conscious bodies.

There were no gods or elemental powers in that world. Innovation, technology, research... everything must be done by yourself. Maybe there was a flash of inspiration and chance, and it happened overnight, or maybe there was no breakthrough despite all the hard work and effort.

It can be said that this is a completely human world.

Stories have causes and consequences.

You can think of this as the cause and the premise.

Next comes passing.

Mr. Yao hates war and has been working for peace for decades. And I am lucky to be born in such a peaceful home. War, there are big and small scales outside the home, everything is happening, and there are all kinds of reasons and excuses. Fires and explosions spread to thousands of miles around, guns sweep across, and rivers can be dyed red. In one breath, hundreds of lives were lost.