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

What comes into view are countless changing lights, dazzling light spots, all bizarre and intertwined in the vast, fog-like chaotic space.

Scenes of scenes gathered in the light, like old negatives, flashing before Nan Ke's eyes one after another.

The young Taranis was covered in glory, head held high, and accepted the armband of the Thirty Men.

The young Taranis spread his arms and glared, shielding the crying girl behind him.

The young Taranis crossed his arms and knees with a dull look on his face, looking up at the stars in the desert sky.

Until the sunlight leaked through the sparse branches and leaves and fell on Nanke's face. Amidst the hot chirping of cicadas, there was the sound of wooden wheels rolling on the gravel road.

The dream changed too quickly. The wanderer reacted and grabbed at his side with a startled voice: "Nan Ke!"

"I'm here." Nanke held him with his backhand and put his other hand on the folded scarf on his leg.

They sat side by side at the back of a pack cart.

Separated by several gilded troupes wearing rimmed red silk, in front of the vehicle, two strong men were working together to drag a half-grown boy into the vehicle.

"Let me go! Let me go! I won't go! Ah!" The boy struggled and cried, and the car kept shaking after hitting it. "Grandpa! Grandma! Mom! Dad! Save me! Save me!"

The sun was too bright, illuminating the messy tears on the child's face.

Nanke squinted her eyes slightly, and after adjusting to the light, she discovered that the person holding young Taranis and the people sitting in front of her were all people she had met in her dream.

In order to restore the scene at that time, they seemed to be brought in as extras.

As for Taranis' grandparents, they are the old man and the old woman whose confession was interrupted by the change in the dream.

Two old people stood in a thatched house five or six meters in front of the car. The old man was leaning against the door holding a spiritual tablet, looking over here, while the old woman was slumped on the ground covering her face and crying bitterly.

"My child, if you want to blame it, blame your irresponsible mother. We can't protect you, we can't protect you..."

Taranis struggled so hard that the two adult men were unable to restrain him. Another man in the car picked up a wooden stick with a thick wrist and went up to help.

The sudden and clear sound of "bang" and the sound of the wooden stick hitting the flesh made Nanke's heart skip a beat.

Taranis's cries turned into screams, but the calls for help didn't stop.

Nanke frowned and stood up: "Let's go find Undine."

"But where is Undine now?" The wanderer jumped out of the car after her.

"over there."

Nanke took a deep breath, tried his best to block out the violence so close, and looked behind the vehicle.

This is the edge of a certain rain forest. The terrain is not undulating. At a glance, there are only sparse trees and grass.

But Nanke's perception of dreams was still there, and he could feel that there were many people behind the woods in this direction.

Probably because there was no room for them in this memory, and they were all shoved into the corner of the dream.

Taranis doesn't know Undine's true identity yet, and Undine should be there too.

Nanke pushed through the dense bushes and stepped on the deserted path full of weeds.

After passing through the woods, the vision suddenly darkened.

It was like suddenly breaking into a haze.

The surrounding light faded away, leaving only a vast grayish-white color.

Nanke subconsciously went to hold the homeless man next to him, but unexpectedly, he missed the opportunity.

"Wanderer?"

Her voice echoed hollowly in the mist.

No one answered.

Nanke stepped back.

The mist followed her like a shadow, and she couldn't escape no matter how hard she retreated. She could only stop and look around cautiously.

The fog is too thick. I can't see the ground, I can't see the sky, not even my own hands.

But I can vaguely feel that there is something here.

A little white light came from nowhere and suddenly broke into Nan Ke's peripheral vision.

Nanke was startled and turned around to see two pairs of white wings opening and closing slowly.

"Butterfly of Feather Flower?" Nanke raised his hand in confusion.

Why does it appear here?

In the field of extremely low visibility, only this butterfly was clearly visible through the clouds and fog.

It stopped quietly on the back of her hand, and after a moment, it began to fly leisurely again, heading in a certain direction in the fog.

Nanke hesitated slightly and took steps to follow it.

I don’t know how long I walked, but my eyes gradually became clearer.

A huge tree stood deep in the mist.

The trunk is thick but not towering. It stretches steadily upward from the ground, and low net-like branches stretch out in all directions. At the end of the branches are lush green leaves, holding up several vague milky white haloes.

"For you...collected...lost souls."

The butterfly makes an ethereal and soft voice.

The voice was very similar to Nanke's own.

As the words fell, the butterfly turned into a point of light and disappeared, blending into the giant tree. A small halo of light floated down from the branches of the big tree and fell into Nanke's hand.

Dandelions are generally light.

Nanke lowered his head and saw Undine's sleeping shadow.

"Thanks……"

As soon as Nan Ke made a sound, the trees in front of him and the surrounding thick fog suddenly collapsed.

The hair was blown up by the breeze in the forest.

The halo in Nanke's hand gradually expanded and spread.

When Nanke truly felt the weight on his arm, he let go of it.

When the light completely dissipated, Undine appeared in front of her.

Undine stood sluggishly, blinked twice, and suddenly came back to her senses: "Oh, where is this? How could I...hey, what was I doing before?"

Undine rubbed the back of her head in confusion.

"You are looking for your son," Nanke handed her the scarf she had been holding in her arms, "Undine, do you still remember this?"

"My scarf!" Undine exclaimed and grabbed the scarf, "Why is it here with you!?"

"I'll take you to find him." Nanke turned around.

"Wait for me, wait for me!" Wen Tini chased after Nanke, overjoyed, and asked as she ran, "Have you seen him? What did he say? First tell me what he looks like, I'm afraid that I Will you admit it later..."

Undine's voice stopped suddenly.

Separated by a few trees, the cry of a child could be heard on the avenue outside.

It was even more poignant than when Nanke left, mixed with the old man's hoarse advice: "Stop fighting, if you continue to fight, someone will die. Alas, kid, don't go against them, your mother will sell you anyway." Now that you have the money, be honest and go with them..."

Undine couldn't help but take a few steps forward, stared blankly at the scene on the avenue, and let out a short and trembling sigh: "Ah..."

Then she rushed out: "Stop fighting! Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

Nanke saw Undine screaming and crashing into the middle of the gilded brigade armed with guns and sticks, using her body to protect Taranis, who was beaten into a human shape.

"Ata! Ata! Woo! Ata!"

"Where did this lunatic come from?" A gilded brigade member grabbed Undine's hair and dragged her out, "Don't come and cause trouble!"