Genshin Impact: Teyvat Travel Guide

But before the Harlequin had time to figure out how to get Dottore's teacher away, he was shocked to find——

The woman who wandered into the remote towns of Solstice left on her own.

*

Just as many scholars in the universe and sea of ​​stars have speculated, the racial desire for immortality is extremely low, and the birth rate of cubs in the race is even more terrifyingly low.

So it seems inevitable that a powerful race will have a wonderful period that comes periodically.

Just like the law-breakers, there will be an ambiguous courtship period. After you enter the maturity period, a second special period will follow, which is similar to the law-breakers.

...Courtship.

You don’t want to admit that even if you have managed to peel off all the nerves and flesh connected to the emotional center, you have inevitably come to this period.

In this world of ice and snow, you suddenly realize that you have a certain desire that is gradually raging as the dimension of time slowly lengthens. You take out the suppression needles you prepared early, and then give yourself a few shots.

But unfortunately, the suppression is only temporary.

...or your genetic instincts are better.

You become very hungry.

Your food is a very abstract thing. If you want to fill your stomach, according to the memory left in your mind - you need to find a life that can provide emotions, and then compile a "dream" for him that touches the depths of your heart.

In the end, even you will be addicted to it, your soul will resonate with that person, and you will become the closest lovers in the entire star sea.

...And the way to resist is to sleep.

You don't want to be loyal to the most inferior part of your genes and then find a dead wood as a partner who is not smart enough.

——He even had to praise his stupid behavior sincerely due to his genetic instinct.

Under the influence of genes, you will praise him for his cuteness, simplicity, and innocent soul.

But to put it bluntly, you would rather call it "stupid, rotten wood, and water in the head."

You don’t want to face the future of “I might fall in love with a moron whose brain has been radiated by cosmic contamination,” so you choose another path to resist your biological instincts.

You have to leave this snowfield, find a secluded place with no one, and then sleep for a long time.

You estimate your time and finally find an uninhabited island surrounded by the ocean.

You close your eyes.

Your spiritual tentacles began to wander particularly wildly on this small island. Soon, the transparent spiritual tentacles completely enveloped you, and then you sank into the deep sea.

It's decided... When you wake up, the next research topic is how to completely solve this bad genetic instinct.

*

You don't know how long you slept. All in all, when you woke up, you felt a wave of exhaustion that was hard to conceal.

The spiritual tentacles surrounding the body seem to have been soaked in seawater and become necrotic, but it doesn't matter. You activate your strength and new ones grow easily.

You go ashore and walk on a strange continent, looking at the strange clothes on the humans not far away.

You realize you might be in another country.

...where is this?

Thinking this way, you stopped a pedestrian.

"This is Rice Wife, girl, did you float here from the sea?"

——Ina Wife?

You really didn't pay attention.

You plan to find an empty and uninhabited place to conduct the research topic you decided before falling asleep. Half a month later, you set your sights on a ruins.

The moment you put your hand on the door, the ancient power from this planet suddenly fills the entire ruins door, and then you push the door and enter.

This place seems to have been abandoned for a long time. The wooden floor creaks the moment you walk up. You walk along the road for a while and find a...

You were a little hesitant, and even immediately wondered if you had seen it wrong.

That's a bionic man? !

*

There are some well-known technology companies in Xinghai that have launched products that even you have heard of, such as bionic humans.

Buyers can set up their modules, and their appearance, voice, personality, height, weight, gender... these can all be freely controlled.

Some races in the star sea will buy multiple such androids at the same time, and then freely match them according to their own preferences to create what they call "false lovers".

There are also some immortal races whose partners have passed away unexpectedly. They will also buy it, and then follow the partner's template to create the illusion that their lover is still alive, and then they are immersed in this illusion and cannot extricate themselves.

You don't understand.

Those races whose minds are full of love look like they have been radiated by cosmic pollution. They have no merit in their bodies. They also like to immerse themselves in the false illusions brought by technology, thereby paralyzing themselves and sinking deeper and deeper into it.

Thanks to those brainless races, the android project is so popular.

You weren't interested in any of this.

but……

Who would have thought that in the perfect experimental site you selected, there would be an android with... a level of technology that was about fifteen cosmic eras ago?

You decided to attribute this reason for the time being—perhaps some space explorer set foot on this planet before you, and when he left, he left behind his own android, that's it.

For you, this android is an absolute surprise.

You decide to make him your new assistant.

*

You awakened this exquisite looking android.

He seems to have been formatted, showing complete strangeness and curiosity about everything around him - of course, you are not surprised, after all, he was abandoned by an unknown star sea explorer, so he will naturally be formatted, so as not to One day the dark history will be revealed.

It should be so.

But you stared at him and looked around, crouched down and thought for a long time. You met his eyes, those deep purple eyes were so pure and empty, you realized that he was a face uncontaminated by knowledge. white paper.

--and you're the one who spills the ink.

You realize this.

You are in a good mood.

"Excuse me, who are you?" The android looked up at you in confusion.

Considering that the android in front of you was your lucky reward, you did not criticize him for his confusion. Instead, you smiled slowly and elaborated softly:

"You can call me ■■■."

His expression was still confused.

You thought about it and suddenly realized that you didn't seem to have explained the meaning of your name to anyone in this world.

Your real name may sound like an incomprehensible whisper to him.

You frowned and thought, and after a while you finally found a suitable word to explain: "It means 'the most noble and precious'."

He tentatively repeated your name: "Phae...Mis?"

"Wrong." You corrected him, "It's ■■■. Of course, you don't need to master the pronunciation skills of this name, and you can't learn it. This is a language that only my race can speak, so you call it I’m just a teacher.”

You're used to being called that.

But this android seems to have awakened a considerable degree of self-awareness and emotion.

You thought he would obey you obediently, and then just like every android with implanted commands in the star sea, he would open his mouth and say "teacher", but he actually asked you something first that you found baffling.

"Are you going to accept me as your student?"

No.

You think, this is not the same thing.

"Of course not." You said, "I did have a student before. Although he is called Kuchiki, I think... he is at least more flexible than your mind."

The flawless white paper in front of you doesn't even know the basic knowledge of the star sea. You still need to find his core to manually add the knowledge of the star sea to him. Therefore, compared to Zendik, the android in front of you looks even stupider.

What's more - you are asked to accept an android who does not need to learn as a disciple?

"You can be my assistant."

you say.

The android opened his eyes slightly.

He rejected your previous request with some humility: "Then... I'm sorry, I can't call you teacher."

You kind of want to give up.

You need an obedient assistant, not an android with autonomous consciousness and emotions.

But he looked at you, and after a while he called you softly and on his own initiative: "Ami."

You pause slightly.

As I said, your real name cannot be called by a language other than your race. The pronunciation is wrong. He even gave you a childish nickname.

You don't like this nickname.

Your mental tentacles suddenly smashed him into the wall.

You penetrated his chest and unexpectedly discovered:

In his chest, where the core kinetic energy originally existed...

——It’s actually empty.

So...what does he run on?