I have a lot of vests in Genshin Impact

Dotore stood in front of Bochang, the gleam in his eyes revealing his thirst for knowledge, "There is one more thing I'm curious about," his voice echoed in the quiet room, breaking the silence.

Without looking up, Bo Chang stroked Ying's forehead gently with his fingers, as if soothing a frightened kitten. "I'm not interested in this kind of thing, Dotore. Lei Dian Guo Beng is just an unloved person," Bo Chang's voice was calm, but with a hint of subtle sarcasm. "Moreover, you who caused all this want to give him the opportunity to become a god. Are you too confident in your own strength, or do you know nothing about the power of the World Tree?"

A cynical smile appeared on Dotole's lips, and his eyes wandered around Bochang, as if he was looking for something. "Ah~ As expected of the man who fell from the sky, Yingjie, you really interest me more and more." His voice echoed in the room, and then, like a wisp of light smoke, he left the room.

Bo Chang ignored Dotore's departure and returned his gaze to Ying.

Ying's dreams can now be completely controlled by Bo Chang.

When Ying woke up from the bed again, she felt refreshed, as if all her fatigue was swept away. "Is it... an illusion?" She said to herself, but deep in her heart she had an indescribable premonition.

At the staircase, Ying's eyes were involuntarily drawn to the Gilded Brigade. Their figures appeared repeatedly in her dreams, as if hinting at something. "What on earth is that thing?" Her voice echoed in the empty corridor, but no one answered.

Time passes by quietly like running water.

Ying sat on the bench, her thoughts becoming more and more confused like a tangled mess.

Just then, a familiar figure appeared in her sight.

"Who!" She ran over quickly, and Paimon followed her in a daze.

The white-haired girl turned around, her eyes revealing a depth beyond her age. "You already know that this is not your first time to participate in the Flower Goddess Festival, right?" Her voice was calm and powerful, as if hinting at something.

Paimon looked at the little girl in confusion, not understanding the meaning of her words.

The little girl didn't say much, she just stretched out her hand, in the palm of which was a strange object.

"Canned knowledge?" A hint of curiosity flashed in Paimon's eyes.

Ying did not hesitate. She subconsciously felt that this little girl was trustworthy.

She took the object and used it without hesitation. A warm force flowed from her palm into her body, and her consciousness began to expand, as if a door to an unknown world had opened.

Blurry scenes appeared in front of Ying's eyes. Those were her lost memories. A hint of enlightenment flashed in her eyes, and her memories came flooding back like a tide, drowning her in the fragments of the recent past.

She saw her own smile at the Flower Goddess' Birthday Festival, and every detail of her experiences that day. Each scene flashed before her eyes like a shot in a movie, clear and vivid.

As her memory gradually returned, she finally understood what her current situation was.

She raised her head and looked at the little girl Nashida firmly, her eyes full of gratitude and determination, "Thank you, Nashida." Her voice was soft.

Nashida smiled slightly, her eyes revealing a hint of relief and a little worry, "Ying, welcome back." Her words were simple, but like a spring breeze, warming Ying's heart.

"Do you remember the current situation?" Nashida asked Ying with a hint of concern in her voice.

"I...seem to be repeating this day over and over again." Ying answered, so with a hint of confusion.

"It's been twenty... no... thirty days?" Paimon echoed with a hint of anxiety and uneasiness.

"You will think this is a dream, right?" Nashida said seriously and earnestly.

"Yeah." Ying nodded.

"No, Ying, this is no longer a dream... Look." Nashida pointed to the bed beside her, and Dinazedai's figure disappeared again.

"Eh? Where's Dina Zedai?" Paimon flew over to check.

"This is an illusion. Dreams are different. Generally speaking, illusions are more purposeful than dreams. What the owner of the illusion thinks in the illusion will appear one by one. If you indulge in it, you may never wake up again in real life." Nashida looked at Ying with some concern, with a hint of warning and reminder in her words.

"Is it the man covered in black energy?" Ying asked, with a hint of uneasiness in her voice.

"Not sure, but...I hope you can be careful." Nashida replied.

"Okay..." Ying nodded. Ying knew that she should not be misled by the illusion, nor let herself get lost in it.

She must stay awake, only in this way can she find a way out and escape from the illusion.

Ying took a deep breath.

However, when Ying was distracted and reacted.

"Where...is this place?" Ying scratched his head and looked at the blackboard in front of him in confusion.

"Ying." A gentle voice came from behind. Ying was startled and turned back to hug the other person.

"elder brother!"

The person behind him turned out to be Ying's brother, Kong.

"Have you finished your homework? The monitor won't let you copy it before handing it in today, she said."

"Homework? Eh?" Ying looked at Kong in confusion.

"Oh." Kong shook his head and helplessly took out the homework from his schoolbag behind him and handed it to Ying.

"Just play when you get home. Here you go."

"This..." While Ying was still confused, another hand patted her shoulder from behind.

"Ying! You didn't do your homework again, did you?"

"Eh? Paimon?"

Ying looked around and realized that she had never been to this place before. But when she saw the looks of her brother and Paimon, she subconsciously took the homework from Kong's hand.

After half an hour.

"Wow! I finally finished writing!" Ying stretched, but she never expected that a tall woman wearing red-framed glasses was staring at her by the window.

"Student Ying! Are you copying homework?" The voice behind him suddenly sounded and scared Ying.

"Ah!" Looking back, "...Liu...Xianyun..." Ying scratched his head awkwardly.

"You should call me Teacher Xianyun. You never do your homework and always go home..."

After being taught a lesson by Xianyun, many familiar faces came to the class one after another.

But when he appeared.

"Well, please hand in today's homework, students." Standing on the podium, the smile was very sunny, but this smile seemed terrifying to Ying.

"Student Ying, did you do your homework well today?" I don't know when the other party came to Ying.