Genshin Impact: I am best at sacrifice, don't cry

Three days later, Wangshu Inn.

"Sure enough, I'm still not ready to meet Kurumi."

"If I had known I wouldn't have been so sentimental. Thinking about it now makes me so embarrassed that I want to crawl into the ground!"

Nan Dou stood on the top floor of Wangshu Inn, looking in the direction of Liyue Harbor and sighing continuously.

Unlike Mondstadt, when fate intervened for the first time, Nandou actually died in front of Hutao.

So even now, several years later, Hu Tao still thinks so.

Nan Dou knew that when he appeared in front of Hu Tao, Hu Tao must be very surprised, but he was embarrassed.

"Forget it, let's do the fate intervention first, and then talk about meeting Kurumi later."

Nan Dou shook his head and left Wangshu Inn.

But what he didn't notice was that a not very tall figure was standing on the top of the highest tree at Wangshu Inn, looking at him quietly.

"It feels familiar, who could it be?"

……

A familiar feeling came over him, and Nan Dou entered the space where the long river of time was for the third time.

"Sure enough, the range of movement is larger than last time."

The long river of time composed of countless historical fragments flows quietly. This time, Nan Dou finally saw something different.

Those are many historical fragments entangled together and shrouded in a fog. Those historical fragments will not flow, as if they are stuck in mud.

"Could those things be things that have mixed in from other timelines?"

With this question in mind, Nan Dou began his third interference with fate.

This time, Nandou chose Teyvat, a place that is even more ancient than the present.

Because based on the previous two times of fate's intervention, he discovered that what he could get after fate's intervention was all related to his experience during that intervention.

"I hope everything goes well."

Nan Dou reached out and touched a fragment of history from the distant past.

……

Liyue, unknown time, unknown place.

The dense forest displays its primitive wildness, with towering trees as high as a hundred meters everywhere. From time to time, the roars of various ferocious monsters can be heard. Even in such an environment, there is a small village with only a few hundred people settling down in it.

"This generation of kids are all very strong and will definitely become outstanding warriors in the future!"

"Hahaha, their parents are fighting hard on the front lines, we must train them well!"

"Of course, our Yasha clan will always be the most powerful force under Lord Morax!"

"..."

The two Yakshas, ​​who looked no different from humans, were preparing breakfast for the young Yakshas while talking and laughing proudly.

Nan Dou suddenly opened his eyes, and memories flooded into his brain like water.

This time, fate intervened even longer than he had imagined, so long ago that he was completely unfamiliar with it, with only fragments of information about this era from the game in his mind.

He came to a time when the war between demons and gods had not yet ended!

And maybe it was because he was born as a Yaksha, but this time his memory didn't awaken until he was fifteen years old.

"Kids, wake up and have breakfast!"

A shout came from outside the house, and the five children around Nan Dou slowly woke up from their sleep.

Including Nan Dou, there are four men and two women.

Nan Dou looked carefully and found that these Yaksha children were no different from ordinary Liyue people.

Black hair and black eyes, two arms and two legs, no different hair color, or even extra arms.

"There's no difference in appearance, but the bodies are so different..."

Nan Dou climbed to his feet, clenched his hands, and felt an unprecedented sense of power surge in his heart.

The physical fitness of a fifteen-year-old Yaksha child is several times that of Nandou himself.

You know, even if Nan Dou didn't have the Eye of God and his body wasn't transformed by elemental power, his physical fitness, rewarded by fate's two interventions, was basically at the top of ordinary humans.

And now, his body as a fifteen-year-old Yaksha child is almost reaching the physical fitness level of an average God's Eye possessor.

"The Yaksha tribe is one of the immortal races, and they should be considered some kind of special monsters, but this appearance..."

Nan Dou was standing there in a daze because of his thoughts. A tall child who woke up saw him and patted him on the back, saying, "Nan Dou, you are in a daze again. It's time to go out for dinner!"

"okay."

Nam Doo reacts and leaves the room with the other five kids.

The composition of this village is rather special. Apart from a small number of young and middle-aged people, most of the people, both men and women, are middle-aged and elderly people with disabilities.

Combining the era he was living in and the memories in his mind, Nan Dou easily guessed the reason.

This is the rear residence of the Yaksha clan and the place where the new generation of Yaksha is trained.

In this war between demons and gods that has lasted for thousands of years, the consumption of manpower is measured in generations.

Therefore, it is particularly important to cultivate the capabilities of the new generation.

After the Yaksha clan was recruited by the Rock Demon God Morax, they were given many small village-like habitats like this one for them to reproduce and thrive, just like other immortal races.

The Yaksha clan is brave and good at fighting, so only those Yakshas due to physical reasons or weak strength will be left behind to cultivate the next generation.

"You only have five minutes to eat. The enemy won't wait for you to eat and drink before appearing in front of you on the battlefield!"

A middle-aged man with a scar on his face and one leg broken off at the knee yelled at dozens of children with a fierce look on his face.

If it were an ordinary human child, he would probably be frightened and cry by the man's vicious aura.

But not a single child's expression changed because of the man's voice.

For them, they have already gotten used to this sound over the past decade.

From the initial half an hour, twenty minutes, ten minutes, to now five minutes, I have gradually adapted to this rhythm.

After Nan Dou adapted to his memory, he did not show any flaws and quickly swallowed the unknown animal meat, vegetables and fruits on the plate.

Several kilograms of food were swallowed easily. Despite his previous memories, Nan Dou still found it a little unbelievable.

"Are the so-called Yashas humanoid monsters?"