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

The carriage jolted violently.

Before her forehead hit the car wall, a warm hand was placed on Nanke's forehead to bear the impact for her.

My head... feels dizzy.

Nanke's facial features wrinkled up in discomfort. She sat up straight and leaned back. She opened her eyes and looked at the person protecting her.

With dark purple hair, a handsome face, and especially those clear purple eyes, he looked at her with concern: "Nan Ke, are you okay?"

Nanke opened his mouth but could not utter any words. The memories of several dream reincarnations surged up from the depths of his mind at the same time, causing dizziness and pain again.

Another bump.

The movement of the carriage temporarily slowed down. Nanke closed his eyes and took a long, deep breath before answering the wanderer: "Yes."

Since planting the dream seed, the interference of dreams on her memory has disappeared.

Except for a short period of memory before the end of the dream, which will be blurred, the rest can be remembered well.

How many times has this happened?

Nanke was tired of counting.

All I know is that I already know most of the people in this plantation.

For example, the woman sitting opposite her and the homeless man, who was complaining about the road conditions one second, and bit her tongue with another bump the next, was called Undine.

as well as……

"What's your name? Why haven't I seen you before?" After drinking a large bottle of cold water, Undine, who had relieved the pain, looked at the homeless man with a surprised look on her face.

Undine was always the first to notice the homeless.

"We are together," the wanderer held Nanke's cold hand and explained naturally as he had done many times before, "Don't you remember?"

Undine muttered "Really?", looked at him suspiciously, covered her mouth and frowned and looked out the window.

When getting out of the car, Nanke staggered.

Her body was a little weak.

In other words, in this dream, her spirit became weak.

This is the price of resisting the Void Terminal's harvesting of dreams many times and leaving behind memories.

Fortunately, the dream seeds sprouted smoothly and will bloom soon.

Nanke and the wanderer came to a field full of flowers.

Among the dewy weeds, there is a group of strange plants crawling.

The size is close to a palm, with no stems or leaves visible, only layers of white sepals, overflowing with light iridescence under the light, like light feathers clustered around each other, swaying in the wind.

From a distance, it looks like a little bird taking a nap.

Lambaris slid down the wanderer's arm to the ground, and patted the dream seed. For a long time, the leaves above his head swayed as it shook its head: "Feather Flower, there is no sound of thinking, it needs more sun and moon."

The wanderer looked disappointed and looked at Nanke worriedly: "Nanke..."

Nanke leaned over and poked the white furry top of the sepals with his fingertips. Hearing this, he raised his head and smiled lightly: "In this case, let's continue to investigate."

The wanderer pursed his lips slightly and watched as she straightened up and turned around as if nothing had happened, picked up the Lambaris and followed quickly, saying seriously: "Nanke, if you feel unwell, you must tell me immediately."

Nanke smiled and raised his hand, pinching his extremely tense face: "Okay."

According to their observations, the mercenaries stationed on the border of the plantation would not react as long as they were not approached. They should be just as fake as the three children in the carriage.

This leaves only four respondents.

Based on Nanke's consistent bad luck, even if the last one is the correct answer, it will only take about four more reincarnations.

There's no better news than this.

Respondent No. 1 is an uncle who is fishing by the stream.

Nanke sat on a rock by the stream and watched the rainbow. From time to time, he would chat with the other person. When asked, "What wishes do you want to realize?", the uncle smiled and replied:

"I don't have any wishes. To put it bluntly, it's too boring to stay in a hotel all day long. It would be great if I could go out for a walk every day."

Nanke turned his head and looked at each other in confusion with the wanderer carrying the fishing rod beside him.

The Wanderer shook his head silently.

"I want to come out for some air," "I want to see the scenery," "I want to cook a meal with my own hands," "I don't want to go back to the hotel"... The people they surveyed along the way all had similar wishes.

Therefore, it is difficult to judge who is the subject of the dream by "having the motive to keep the dream alive today".

Apparently it won't work this time either.

We can only try to make the uncle realize that this is a dream, and then see the results.

The presence of the Rangers is still very weak.

Nanke took his bamboo hat and fishing rod and talked to attract the uncle's attention. He was responsible for going into the water to catch fish and then hooking up the uncle's fishing hook.

The method is silly, but it is effective.

"Oops! I took the bait again!" As he spoke, the uncle exclaimed again.

The thin fishing line dragged back a plump killifish. The uncle was so happy that he picked the killifish back to the fish basket next to him.

On the other side, the wanderer tied up his sleeves, stepped barefoot into the knee-deep water, and wiped the water droplets on his face from the fish's tail.

"I'm really lucky today. I caught so many in a row. Who would have thought that I was an air force guy before? Hahahaha," the uncle said happily, looking at the diabolo basket next to Nanke with pity, "Little girl, you are also very unlucky. Now, how about I give you two? So you don’t get laughed at when you go back.”

"No, if I fish a little longer, I should be able to wait until the fish takes the bait." Nanke said with a smile.

"Then I'll go back first." The uncle stood up with the fish basket and patted Nanke on the shoulder, "Come on!"

It can be seen that the uncle is really happy.

Nan Ke watched his back, and also saw the uncle's collapse after he suddenly raised the empty fish basket and shouted in shock, "Where's my fish?" after he took a few steps away.

Lambaris nestled in the bamboo hat on Nanke's lap and stuck half of his head out: "Shocked! Nala has no fish, and it's like losing a heir!"

Nanke frowned: "?"

Lanaro's vocabulary is truly elusive.

The wanderer held a bunch of fish, looked back at the uncle after a few steps, returned to the stream and released them again, and said guiltily: "I always feel like I have done something bad."

The fish enter the water and scatter in a rush.

"Even if it's a bad thing, the idea is mine." Nanke listened to the self-hypnosis of the uncle behind him, "I must be dreaming." He shook the fishing rod in his hand melancholy, "Who said I really couldn't catch a fish? Woolen cloth?"

The wanderer looked at her for a long time and asked uncertainly: "Then I will also hang one for you?"

Nanke was amused by him: "No need."

Nanke sat by the stream for a while.

The dream has not changed at all, and the uncle is probably not the owner of the dream.

There are three people left.

Nanke looked at the sky while packing up his fishing gear.

It's still early, maybe we can continue looking for the next one?

Nanke thought about it and waited for the wanderer to dry his clothes before returning to the camp together.

She didn't go far when she was suddenly grabbed by the homeless man: "Nan Ke, I think I heard someone calling for help!"

Nanke was startled.

This has never happened before.

"You go first." She said decisively.

The wanderer nodded, turned around and ran quickly towards the stream.