Seeker of Teyvat

That night,

In the rain forest in the wild of Xumi,

A blue-white figure flew rapidly in the low sky,

Probably with a hint of resentment,

Where the figure flew by, the sharp air flow turned into wind blades, blowing the grass and shrubs on the ground into pieces.

"Whoo~"

Came to a tree house,

Ah Mao’s figure stopped,

The wind wheel behind him stopped running, and the person fell from the air.

Reaching out and pushing open the door of the hut, Ah Mao walked in.

Although as a prisoner of Xumi, he is not allowed to leave Xumi,

However, Wang Daoyi and Nasida did not really treat him as a prisoner. Within the scope of Sumeru, Ah Mao had a certain degree of freedom.

For example, he can choose to live in the prison of Xumi City or the dungeon of Chisha headquarters.

You can also choose to live outside by yourself.

Regarding accommodation, neither Wang Daoyi nor Naxida would make things difficult for him.

Of course, given that Ah Mao is not interested in Wang Daoyi, he usually lives in the wild far away from the city.

In this way, you can try to avoid encountering Wang Daoyi in daily life.

Enter the hut,

The furnishings in the house are very simple, even crude.

Except for a bed that can be seen as a bed, everything else is mostly abstract.

Tables and chairs randomly cut out of wood,

pottery baked from clay,

Highlight a poverty.

However, these are obviously not things that Ah Mao cares about.

Go to the bed,

After taking off the hat and robe, horrific scars appeared on the doll's body.

The doctor is not so easy to deal with, even a single slice has caused a very serious injury to Ah Mao.

There was no expression of pain. This kind of pain was nothing after he inherited the memory of the skirmisher.

Relaxing his body, Ah Mao fell down on the simple bed and closed his eyes slightly.

A little blue light emerged,

The wind elements gathered on him, and the originally harsh wind became gentle, turning into a little light that penetrated Ah Mao's body, healing his wounds.

As a creature of God, the most basic function is to use elemental power to recover from injuries.

As Ah Mao sleeps,

Wisps of light merged into his body, and the originally hideous wound began to heal gradually.

When he was in the hospital just now, Ah Mao didn't lie. He really didn't need normal treatment.

He can fix the wounds on the doll's body by himself.

However, as time passed, Ah Mao frowned slightly in his sleep.

It seems like I dreamed of some bad scene,

His expression was struggling, and the last tear slipped from the corner of his closed eyes.

Well, when we were in the hospital, the doctor didn't lie. Ah Mao was indeed sick in his heart.

He inherited the memories of the soldiers, and also inherited the worries of the soldiers.

Niwa, the little boy, everyone who walks on the sand, and... a thunder movie that created him and gave him up.

All this is the lingering shadow of stragglers,

Now, they reappeared in Ah Mao's heart.

……

Red Sand Temple,

in a laboratory,

Wang Daoyi looked at the doctor's sliced ​​remains in front of him.

"Oh, the slices made of flesh and blood are completely different from the slice cultivation I saw in the time screen. It seems that the doctor has updated the slice cultivation technology."

Checking the slice in front of him, Wang Daoyi muttered to himself.

But that's right, the doctor's slicing technology has been around for hundreds of years, and it's normal for technology to iterate.

After a brief inspection, Wang Daoyi quickly lost interest.

The slicing technique is good, but it is indeed a profanation of life.

Especially the doctor's slicing, cutting out himself at different ages, is even more serious blasphemy.

This is one of the reasons why Wang Dao stopped continuing once he made a clone.

The first way to cut the soul is to cut the age of the doctor.

Well, in theory, the doctor's technology is stronger, but it will also lead to the doctor's slices each having their own ideas and unable to agree on a unified opinion.

After all, people of different ages, even the same person, think in different ways.

As for Wang Daoyi's soul cutting, although the clone has its own consciousness, the origin is the same, and the continuation of the original body is the most important.

"There is no need to do in-depth research. Technical pollution may occur. Let's just do it."

Looking at the sliced ​​body in front of him, Wang Dao had a trace of fear in his eyes.

He knows himself well, and when a new technology appears in front of him, he will definitely study it.

But some research is research, and if you really do it, there may be uncontrollable consequences.

Therefore, it is okay to look at the doctor's slides, but you cannot delve into it. Once you become obsessed and actually do it, it will be bad.

"Let me see where you are hiding."

The golden color flows in the eyes,

The power of authority is activated by the royal way,

Authority·Inquiry

Parse, read, trace back, understand.

With the movement of authority,

Dense traces of light extend from the sliced ​​body in front of you,

Every trace is information related to this slice.

Wang Daoyi plucked one of the thicker ones at will.

moment,

The scene in Wang Daoyi's sight changed.

An inexplicable picture appeared in front of him,

In a small house, a blue-white figure fell on the bed, enveloped by a little cyan light.

"This is it, Ah Mao."

Wang Daoyi's heart moved and he recognized the person in the picture.

"So, this line is the connection between Slice and Ah Mao. Ah Mao has just come into contact with Slice before, so this line is relatively thick."

Ignoring Ah Mao who was lying on the bed with tears in his eyes,

Wang Daoyi withdrew his gaze and continued to flick the other lights on the slice.

The scene before my eyes changes,

The scenery of Jingshan Palace appeared in front of Wang Daoyi,

Nasida is connecting to the World Tree and seems to be investigating something.

Maybe he sensed prying eyes,

Nacida opened her eyes, a trace of doubt appeared on her small face.

Then he frowned slightly: "Dao Yi, are you looking at me?"

Although she used a question, Nasida's tone was very sure.

In the Red Sand Temple,

Wang Daoyi shook his head slightly. Sure enough, this kind of retrospection would be seen through in front of the gods.

The next moment, the light in front of Nasida was distorted, and a projection appeared.

"I'm tracing back the information on the doctor's slices. I'm sorry to disturb you." The light and shadow vibrated slightly, and Wang Daoyi's voice came out.

Nasida's brows relaxed: "It doesn't matter. Do you have any clues?"

"Not yet, but I already have a clue. I will contact you when I find the information."

"it is good."