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

"Ouch!"

The carriage jolted violently, and the woman complaining about the road conditions accidentally bit her tongue.

Nanke supported the car wall with one hand to keep his balance, and pressed his temple where the blood vessels were pulsing with the other hand.

She seemed to have had a nightmare just now.

When I was woken up, I was covered in cold sweat, and even phantom pain still lingered all over my body.

The memory of the dream disappeared completely the moment I woke up.

This bad experience made Nanke recall the experience of being planted with a nightmare curse many years ago.

Know in advance the existence of the dream about the Flower Goddess’ birthday.

Nanke couldn't help but touch the void terminal next to his ear.

The small and compact machine is running silently, and there is a slight heat in the tentacles, which feels very real.

He shouldn't be so unlucky, right?

It's rare to use it once and you fall victim to it?

The thought passed by in a flash, Nanke took off the void terminal and held it down for the time being.

The woman sitting opposite her squinted her eyes and took a gulp of cold water, her facial features twisted in pain.

Someone lifted the curtains on the side of the carriage, looked outside, and exclaimed: "This place is so beautiful!"

The rain outside has long since stopped.

Nanke was the last one to get off the carriage, and when he looked around, he saw thin clouds and soft white sunlight falling from them, reflecting a winding stream among the blue sky and green grass in the distance, and the colorful arcs of light on the stream.

"That's a waterfall over there. It's dangerous. Don't get close." The mercenary accompanying him warned.

Those who wanted to see the rainbow had to rest their minds.

Nanke stood there for a while, waiting for the people in the other cars to come down one after another with ingredients and cooking utensils, and they were almost dispersed, and then he walked towards the children's car.

The coachman was so shaken by the gravel road at the end that his bones were about to fall apart. He stood in front of the carriage and stretched his muscles. When he saw her appearing, he just glanced at her and continued to stretch without noticing.

Nanke boarded the carriage and saw three little faces flushed from sleep.

Whether it's reality or a dream, it doesn't matter whether she can leave successfully.

Their safety must be guaranteed first.

"We're here," Nanke patted the little girl's cheek, trying to wake her up, "Wake up."

The little girl breathed slowly and evenly, showing no signs of waking up.

"Get up." Nanke pinched her nose again.

It was clear that her breathing was blocked, but the little girl didn't react at all and was still sleeping peacefully.

A minute later, Nanke let go and tried to wake up the other two using the same method, but there was also no response.

It looks like these children have fallen into a dream.

Nanke struggled for a while and decided to go outside to explore.

Nacida has connected with the children's dreams. Even if something really happens, the gods will protect them personally. Even if things go wrong, Nacida will come to her to inform her of the situation.

Make sure your current situation is important first.

Many stoves and grills have been set up on the lawn. The woman who accidentally bit her tongue on the carriage held a small bottle and wandered around asking for help: "Hey! Don't just do it, come and help me!"

Nanke unconsciously took a step toward her and then pulled back.

wrong.

Nanke shook his head.

Now is not the time to be helpful.

Can……

"What do I want to do?" Nanke looked at the woman and murmured in confusion.

When he recovered from the unknown confusion, Nanke had already walked into the radish field.

She went to help the woman apply the medicine and promised to help her pull out the carrots.

but.

Nanke looked down at the lush radish seedlings beside his legs.

It was growing so well that it was almost taller than her calf.

Looking at the half-cut carrot head emerging from the soil below, I'm afraid it's about the same size as her calf.

There is another uncle pulling radishes in the field.

The uncle grabbed the radish with both hands and kicked it into the mud. His body and the ground were tensed at 60 degrees. With a sharp shout, a big white radish was freshly unearthed.

Nanke:......

Can't learn.

Unless she can summon the wild star from the ground like Ying.

"Uncle, I can't pull it out," Nanke asked as he saw the uncle throwing the muddy radish into a bamboo basket on the ground, "Is there anyone else who needs help?"

The uncle turned his head and was about to speak when he saw her white hands hanging by her side and frowned: "You girl, you haven't even tried, how do you know you're not good?"

Nanke was startled when he heard this and looked down at his hands.

makes sense.

Why did she give up without even trying?

This is not her style.

A slight sense of dissonance arises spontaneously.

Like an unknown foreign body stuck in the throat.

I don’t know when it appeared, but from the moment of discovery, it became full of presence.

And familiar.

Nanke had experienced this strange feeling of moistening things silently and repeatedly in a nightmare.

Nanke froze on the spot. After a few seconds, his eyes widened in shock, as if he was waking up from a dream.

I remembered!

What she wants to do is to confirm whether this is a dream!

Why can't I remember suddenly?

The vague ominousness before became more and more real.

Nanke shook his head vigorously.

You have to try to verify it.

She calmed down, bent down, and began to pull out radishes.

The uncle observed her while working. At first, he thought she was squeamish and unwilling to do anything. Looking back, he saw Nan Ke, sweating profusely, still competing with carrots. He persuaded her: "Forget it, forget it, you'd better go and wash it." Come on, you can’t do this.”

Nanke took a long breath, straightened up, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand: "Okay."

Something is indeed wrong.

She had clearly used rock elements to convert the underground soil into loose sand, but she could not shake it at all.

It shouldn't be impossible to deal with a mere carrot.

If the elemental power doesn't work, is this really a dream?

You have to find a place where no one is around to confirm carefully.

Nanke looked up.

On the lawn in the distance, several mercenaries were standing or sitting, forming an airtight boundary, closely monitoring everyone in the plantation.

Nanke picked up the bamboo basket filled with muddy radishes and walked a few steps towards the stream. When the uncle stopped paying attention to her, she turned around naturally and walked into the dense date palm forest on the side.

Deep in the forest.

Nanke squatted under a date palm tree, facing the trunk, using the bamboo basket next to him as a shield, trying to mobilize the elemental power.

A handful of golden gravel slowly gathered between her fingers.

is allowed.

Then why didn't Carrot respond just now?

Nanke was confused.

He glanced around, grabbed a weed, circulated the rock element, and pulled it out hard——

Can't pull it out.

Nanke dug up the turf and saw the wet and sticky soil underneath, and found the reason.

It is true that elemental power can be used, but it is also true that the soil here does not react with her elemental power at all.

Nanke looked at the yellow sand in one hand and the mud in the other, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

And when she condensed the thunder element.

It had just rained, and the thunder elements around her were clearly visible, but they didn't respond to her at all.

Even flying thunder cannot be summoned.

Nanke simply closed his eyes and sensed the existence of the city statue.

The connection with the idol is still there, but when the sent thoughts are sent out, it is like sinking into the sea, with no response.

"Sure enough, even the idols can't do it." Nanke sighed slightly.

Fortunately, I didn't leave by jumping over the waterfall as planned, otherwise it would be just a dream...

Nanke stopped imagining the miserable scene and pressed his eyebrows.

The last time she was so helpless was when she had an argument with a skirmisher and he didn't listen to her.

So, what should we do now?

According to the process, as long as you find the individual who is the subject of the collective dream and make the other person realize that it is a dream...

Nanke stood up holding on to the tree.

But including the mercenaries, there are a total of forty people here.

The investigation alone is a big project.

If I had known this, I would have expanded my network a little bit.

Anticipating how troublesome the matter would be, Nanke's brain started to hurt in advance.

Why not jump into the waterfall and see if you can wake up directly?

The idea came to me, but I didn't have time to think about it further.

The leaves above the head suddenly shook violently.

A piece of fine raindrops fell on Nanke's neck. Nanke shrank from the ice and was about to raise his head.

"Bang"!

A sudden heavy object fell from above and collided hard with the top of his head.

"Woo!" Nanke screamed in pain and squatted down holding his head.

it hurts!

A date palm rolled down in front of her knees and fell into pieces.

The air raid has not yet ended, and the leaves are shaking again.

Nanke shrank reflexively and closed his eyes tightly.

for a long time.

Water drops splashed all over her body, then rustled back into silence.

"I'm sorry!" The panicked voice from above was as soft as the sound of the other person's toes hitting the ground. "Are you okay? Are you still conscious? I'm very sorry. Please let me take a look at the injury..."

Nanke looked up with tears in his eyes.

Under the shadow of the bamboo hat, a handful of soft purple hair, wetted by dew, stuck to the young man's beautiful eyebrows. Under them were equally magnificent snow-green phoenix eyes.

For some reason, those eyes were locked on hers and suddenly widened, as if they were trembling slightly in shock.

The physiological tears in the corners of my eyes couldn't stop.

Nanke sniffed, feeling pitiful and aggrieved, and replied, "Something's wrong."

He was frozen there, without any reply.

"Collapse of the country?" Nanke raised his hand and touched his half-opened lips, but could not make any sound.

A short sigh that sounded like crying was tried to suppress.

The forcefully waving sleeves brought up the breeze, and Nanke was hugged into his arms: "I found you, Nanke!"