Genshin Impact: A Scattered Soldier Traveling Back in Time

"That puppet isn't dead, is it? He's been sitting there motionless for days. Hasn't the Doctor arrived yet?"

"I heard there was some trouble on the way, so it might take two days to get here."

"What about this puppet?"

"What else can we do? Just keep monitoring."

……

Yan slowly stood up. With Xiaoyou's death, he had to face the reality no matter how unwilling he was to admit it. Everything in his memory was not a dream, but his past life.

He is now walking the path of his previous life. Although there are some slight differences, many things have come true.

In his previous life, he met Guimu while wandering. In this life, he did not leave Huaguan but Guimu came to Huaguan.

The same goes for Xiaoyou. No matter in the previous life or this life, he died of illness and died in front of him.

It was as if an invisible hand was pulling him along the planned route. He tried to resist, but to no avail.

"Yuying Luxin..." Yu murmured and walked towards Yuying Luxin. If fate had not changed, would Yuying Luxin be there too?

Thinking of this, he walked towards the location of the Yuying furnace core in his memory.

He walked to the place in his memory, and the Yuying furnace core was indeed there. There was a large amount of black gas around it, and black gas kept coming out of the furnace core. If no one closed it, this island would sooner or later become a forbidden zone for life.

Xun stood there looking at the furnace core. He thought of a lot of things. This furnace core could be said to be the fuse of Xun's tragedy in his previous life, and it was the tool that Dotore used to plot against him.

He originally thought that it was his arrival in the Tingsha that triggered this series of events. But he didn't expect that even if he didn't go to the Tingsha, Tingsha was still targeted by Duotole. No, perhaps Duotole had already begun to plot against him since he was born, and Tingsha was targeted by Duotole only because he was near the Jijing Pavilion.

If I think about it carefully, whether in the past life or this life, the Pavilion of Borrowing Scenery has not played its due role as a sealed place. Both myself and Guimu can enter and exit easily. Then is there any need for this sealed place to exist?

Heng took a step forward and approached the Yuying furnace core. He wanted to close the Yuying furnace core.

As he got closer and closer to the core of the furnace, the surrounding black air rushed towards him like thick smoke, and gradually gathered into a black whirlwind, tightly wrapping around him.

This black energy seemed to have life, constantly penetrating into his skin and pores, trying to invade his spiritual world.

He felt an invisible pressure weighing heavily on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe and his thoughts becoming increasingly confused.

He tried hard to stay awake, but his consciousness gradually became blurred and the scene in front of him began to distort.

Just when he was about to be swallowed by darkness, suddenly, a faint light burst out from the depths of his soul.

This ray of light was like the light before dawn, penetrating through the layers of black fog and illuminating the deepest corners of his heart. Looking closely, it turned out to be a crystal clear stone, emitting a faint glow.

This mysterious stone seemed to have some special connection with Xun. The energy it emitted formed a transparent shield that tightly protected Xun's soul.

Under the protection of this shield, Yan's mind gradually became clear, and his soul, which was originally lost in the darkness, also found a home.

After going through untold hardships, he finally arrived in front of the furnace core. He took a deep breath, then stretched out his hands without hesitation and pressed on the cover of the furnace core.

Instantly, a sharp pain came over me, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing my palms at the same time, excruciating pain. The air was filled with a strong smell of burning, making me nauseous.

However, Yu gritted his teeth, endured the excruciating pain, and used all his strength to push the furnace cover, and the Yuying furnace core slowly closed.

After completing all this, Yan could no longer support the weight of his body and fell to the ground, losing consciousness.

What was amazing was that his hands, which had been horribly burned, unexpectedly returned to their original state without him noticing, without leaving any trace.

……

Dotore had already arrived in Inazuma by now. Although he was delayed a lot of time because of the storm at sea, he didn't seem to care. He just wanted to know what the little doll had done recently.

As soon as Dotore came ashore, spies from the Fatui came to meet him.

He took the report from his subordinate and began to read it. After reading it, he threw the report into the fire, and the flames burned violently.

There was a hint of fanaticism in Dotore's eyes, and he became more and more interested in the doll.

The information shows that the puppet has rich survival experience and understands many ways of the world. This is not common sense. Just look at the Thunder General in the castle tower and you will know that the Thunder God does not have the ability to give the puppet such high intelligence, otherwise Inazuma would not be in such a horrible state now.

A very absurd idea came into Dotore's mind. As soon as the idea came into his mind, even he himself felt it was absurd, but if this idea was true, then everything could be explained.

Thinking of this, Dotore became excited. He had never thought that if his guess was wrong, then if he acted on his own and caused the mission to fail, even he would be punished by the Queen.

The Fatui around him all lowered their heads, wondering which unlucky guy was being targeted by the Doctor.

He led his men towards the sand, and before meeting the little doll, he wanted to prepare a small gift for it.

When he woke up, he found himself tied to a tree. He looked around and soon he spotted a familiar figure...

"Dotore!!!"

With gritted teeth, he uttered the name that he hated so much. He stared at the man, his eyes filled with murderous intent and anger.

"Oh? You know me?" Dotole walked up to the puppet and stretched out his hand to grab its chin. "If I remember correctly, this should be the first time we meet. But judging from your appearance, we have met before."

"Let me guess, when did we meet? If I'm not mistaken, it should be... in the future, right?"

His pupils shrank slightly. How did he know?

Seeing this, Dotole, who had been observing the expression of the wind, had the answer in his mind, but he still needed to confirm it.

"Since we are future friends, I'm sure you will like the next gift very much."

The soldiers of the Fools brought over a man with a sack on his head and threw him on the ground.

"I brought him here from the desert specially. I think you must know him, right?"

Looking at the familiar figure, his pupils trembled slightly, "No, no, it can't be him, it can't be his."

"It seems that our little doll likes this gift very much." He can now conclude that the doll in front of him comes from the future and at least knows something about the future.

"By the way, I heard that you were born without a heart. How about I give you his heart?"

Dotore took out a knife and walked towards the man on the ground. Just as he approached the man and raised the knife, ready to strike, a bolt of lightning struck and knocked the knife out of Dotore's hand.

Dotore turned around and found that the puppet had come behind him without him noticing.

He raised his hand and punched out, accompanied by a thunderous sound, knocking Dotole away.