Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

When Su Ping woke up, he was in Jingshan Palace. He looked at the strange yet familiar high palace roof, trying his best to see the many figures standing beside him.

Nan Zhangsheng was of course there. He was the most worried one during this period of time as he was busy all the time. Ying and Paimeng, who were traveling together, were also there.

The grass god Nashida was nowhere to be seen. He must be busy with the affairs of Xumi. After all, he was a god. Unless he abdicated, how could he be idle every day?

"Brother Su, you finally woke up."

The last person to speak was Nan Zhangsheng. His eyes were slightly narrowed and he could hardly open them. Because he hadn't had a good rest for several days, his eyes were full of bloodshot, which looked a little scary.

Su Ping's throat moved slightly, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said: "I'm fine, go and rest."

"Yeah." Nan Zhangsheng responded, then fell backwards, landed on the aircraft, and fell asleep, looking really tired.

After all, he is Nan Zhangsheng. He has been friends with Su Ping for nearly twenty years and knows him inside out. How can he feel at ease when the latter still does not wake up after being safely restored?

This is a difficult problem that cannot be solved even if scientific and technological theories are advanced.

Ying brought a quilt to Nan Zhangsheng, who was lying face down on the aircraft. It seemed that he had been staying here for a few days and had all the necessary items to sleep on the floor.

"Zhangsheng has hardly slept these past few days. He is really exhausted just to see you wake up."

After taking care of the one who fell asleep, Ying walked to the instrument again and looked at Su Ping who had finally woken up. She still needed to rest for the next few days, otherwise the place would be in chaos.

Su Ping could only say: "Thank you for your hard work."

Paimon floated by, waving his hands and talking about interesting things that happened in the past few days, such as how they made new friends, how the Grass God was very good at things, how one of Dotorei's slices died, how the stragglers ran away, and so on.

Su Ping heard all of these things. As for the last one, he couldn't help but worry, "Did the stragglers run away?"

"Yes, but Zhang Sheng said that the heart that affected him is gone, so he can only curse people outside at most, and he shouldn't do anything worse. If he did, Nashida wouldn't disperse his troops!"

This can also be considered a kind of guarantee. After all, no one knows whether the heartless puppet will commit any excessive acts. This way, at least there is room for redemption.

Everything is developing in a good direction.

"By the way, Su Ping, do you know the girl who gave you a blood transfusion?" Paimeng suddenly asked.

Su Ping was puzzled. He was used to the incoherent words of this little floating creature. He immediately reacted and asked, "Does he have black hair, dark eyes, and a tall figure?"

"Yeah, it looks like it's her." Paimon nodded repeatedly and said, "It seems like good people are really rewarded."

This made sense. After all, Su Ping had not done anything out of the ordinary when the black-haired woman was unconscious, so when Su Ping was in danger, the woman saved him instead.

Karma will always come true, good people will be rewarded. As for whether they are rewarded or not, maybe the time has not come yet. God knows.

Ying touched the little floating creature's head and smiled softly, "Okay, let Su Ping rest. We can talk about it tomorrow."

"Oh." Paimon smiled apologetically at the young man who was listening, and floated away.

In fact, Su Ping wanted to say that he had been sleeping for so many days and couldn't fall asleep at all. Why not stay and chat with someone? But thinking that they also needed to rest, he didn't say anything.

In the huge Jingshan Palace, there is only one person left awake.

Not long after, Su Ping also closed his eyes, but he did not sleep. He mobilized his immortal power to check his own recovery. The degree of tragedy made him sigh.

The spine and leg bones were broken and cracked into several pieces. Bone fragments were scattered everywhere before they were cleaned up. The tendons and veins were completely messed up and were struggling to repair themselves.

Fortunately, he is a disciple of an immortal family, with extraordinary physical fitness. In addition, he has been baptized and transformed by many immortal medicines, so he was able to survive and will not become a disabled person in the future.

Vicious, extremely evil, and cruel, this was Su Ping's fair assessment of Dortore, or rather, words could not describe even one thousandth of his character.

Thinking back to that time, Su Ping first surrendered, then had his legs broken, had steel bars pierced through his body, and then had his spine broken. Just recalling it now, he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

As for why they did it to his legs first and then his spine, it was probably because they didn't want him to fall into a coma immediately, but wanted him to feel the immense pain and then fall into a horrible death-like situation.

Su Ping, who was a role model for many men in Liyue, could only sigh in response to this experience: "Alas, it's a good thing that the letter was sent first, otherwise it would have to be revised again."

Of course, this change does not refer to the severity of his injuries, but to illustrate that Dotorre was killed in one slice, and the joy that was so gratifying needed to be shared with the people closest to him.

Su Ping stayed awake all night and did not fall asleep until sunrise the next day. It turned out that after many days of rest, his body, which was not easily tired, was even more difficult to fall asleep.

During this period, Nashida also came, and brought with him the Great Kindness Tree King that could appear to human eyes. The two gods expressed polite condolences to the young man who risked his life to protect them.

Su Ping finally knew that his friend's illness had been cured, and the reason why he was unconscious at that time.

The Great Compassionate Tree King was rescued, but he was kept in a large instrument that contained data. He could only appear before people's eyes when he went out, and conversations were transmitted directly through brain waves.

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Three days later, Su Ping's body had recovered somewhat, but he was still unable to get out of bed. After all, there was a limit to the recovery of his immortal power, and he could not achieve the vitality of the auspicious beast Qilin.

Nan Zhangsheng also looked much more energetic, the bloodshot in his eyes disappeared, and without the erosion of the Demonic Scale Disease, his complexion was much better. In his words, he was "recovering from a serious illness and feeling invincible."

Su Ping was used to this and responded with a few sentences that he vaguely saw in those books.

One of them was sitting, the other lying down. Both of them were sick and injured, but they were acting like friends in the hospital, laughing all the time.

After that, Nan Zhangsheng also brought the woman with him. He used thousands of words to persuade her emotionally and rationally before he finally brought her to meet him.

This was mainly because he had a very well-trained tongue, otherwise the other party would refuse to see him and leave without even saying a few words.

As for the reason, Nan Zhangsheng and Su Ping both had some guesses. Most likely, he had fallen into Duotole's hands and was not good at interacting with others. Therefore, he did not want to see the people he rescued, for fear of being involved too much.

However, the last time they met, the woman was not introverted or shy. At least she had no problem communicating with others. As to why, they only figured out the answer after the three of them met the woman face to face.

The woman originally just thought that it was a tit-for-tat. Su Ping had saved her once, and she had also saved Su Ping once. This way, they were even, and there was no need to talk about anything else.

However, Su Ping felt that the two events could not be equated. In addition, he also knew that the woman had once drawn her bow and destroyed the Heart of the God of Duotorena with one arrow, which led to the follow-up and the opportunity for everyone to be safe.

In short, no matter what, several people owed her a favor, so they took turns to persuade her to stay, and prepared a sumptuous dinner to thank her.

"Come on, let's drink to celebrate the fact that we killed Dotore!" Nan Zhangsheng raised his glass to liven up the atmosphere at the dinner table.

Everyone else cooperated and raised their glasses, but the only one drinking at the same table with him was the black-haired woman, while the others were drinking tea or fruit juice drinks.

Nan Zhangsheng drank a glass and immediately added more wine, saying with a smile: "Brother Su can't drink, I'll drink one more glass for him."

Su Ping, who was lying at the table, unable to move his chopsticks or drink, heard this and said unhappily, "You should also be careful, you have just recovered from your illness!"

"It's okay. It won't delay us." Nan Zhangsheng waved his hand, looked at the black-haired woman, and called out enthusiastically, "Sister, would you like a drink?"

The black-haired woman also had a cheerful personality. She didn't say anything about the title. She raised the wine and drank it all in one gulp. She was really heroic.

Nan Zhangsheng praised the heroines and female generals on the battlefield. Then the group of people continued to talk about their experiences and were having a great time.

There is some truth in the saying "don't talk while eating or sleep", but since everyone is willing to talk, there is no need to go out of your way to explain the reason or set rules.

We are all friends, so just relax.

After the meal, Nashida left as usual. As the god of a country, she still had a long way to go and a heavy responsibility. The Great Compassionate Tree King also left to guide her, leaving behind these real mortals.

Paimon was just curious and got a drop of wine on his face. His face was as red as an apple and he could hardly speak clearly. He mumbled, "Ying, it's so hot in the bed."

Ying smiled and shook her head. What was covering the little floating object was not a quilt at all; it was clearly her holding it.

"It's better for children not to drink alcohol." Nan Zhangsheng murmured, then walked over, leaned close to the floating object's ear, and whispered: "Paimeng, get up and play games."

There was no response, Paimon seemed to have fallen asleep.

“There’s something delicious.”

This was a huge reaction, and Paimeng flew three feet high. Fortunately, this was the residence of the Grass God and the roof was high enough, otherwise he would have hit his head and got a bump.

Everyone laughed when they saw this, and then, inexplicably, started the so-called game, which was actually very simple, just rock-paper-scissors, and if you lose, you have to talk about your dreams, wishes, or anything else.

As for Nan Zhangsheng, who was bored and wanted to play this game, he was just an ordinary person who did whatever he wanted, so it was not too surprising.

Next, everyone has lost to varying degrees, perhaps because of their wishes and the actions they will take to uphold the goal of a world without monsters and a peaceful and prosperous world.

There are also warm ones, wishing to find his brother as soon as possible, innocently eating all the delicacies of the continent of Teyvat, and also returning home to be accompanied by his family and grandchildren.

What was particularly special was the story told by the black-haired woman about her past, which made everyone sad and indignant.

Both her parents died and her village was massacred. She could not have been more than three years old at the time. After the disaster caused by Dotole, she became an experimental subject and lived a life in darkness.

So, now she has no name, only a code name, Plan 614, Subject No. 816.