The original god, the zero-seat executive of the Fools

"That's it!" Amber said anxiously: "That's it...that one!"

"..." Ke Lai looked at her with dead eyes.

"Oh! It's love!" Amber stamped the ground and finally choked out these words. Then she felt the eyes of passers-by around her looking at her, and she immediately covered her mouth.

But the words had already reached Ke Lai's ears. Ke Lai's eyebrows twitched slightly, and then he asked calmly: "Is that girl Amber your friend?"

Amber nodded repeatedly.

"Curious?" Kelai continued to ask.

Amber, who covered her mouth, continued to nod vigorously.

"How about... let's follow him secretly and have a look?" Kelai asked tentatively.

Amber hesitated for a moment, then nodded with difficulty.

Chapter 152 The Unintentional Doll

Darkness, boundless darkness.

Skirmishers?Scaramucci?Or is the Thunder Nation collapsing?

Many names may not be suitable for him now - doll?Maybe it's a good title.

The doll walked in the boundless darkness, groping around, but there was nothing here - except the darkness that could not be seen.

"Knox...Knox..." A voice full of resentment chanted from the mouth of the doll, and then, the boundless darkness gave birth to light, which was countless stars and a bright lone moon.

The puppet's eyes were fixed on another figure standing in the distance, standing alone under the intertwined light of moonlight and stars.

The wind blew, causing ripples to appear on the black water beneath their feet, and the long hair of the distant figure also fluttered.

"Knox..." The puppet roared and rushed towards the figure. The moment its footsteps came into contact with the black water, countless ripples interacted.

I don’t know how long I ran, but the figure’s face finally became clear, with pale skin and delicate facial features like a doll. He stood there quietly, his violet eyes empty and lifeless.

The puppet rushed forward and threw the figure to the ground. The puppet grabbed the figure's slender neck, a ferocious look appeared on its face, and was about to scream something at the figure, but when his eyes met the figure's eyes, , the ferocious face suddenly froze.

Empty, dead... Such eyes are more like a doll than a doll.

Puff, puff, puff...

The sound of the beating heart echoed in his ears. The doll suddenly raised his head and looked around. Soon, he turned his attention back to the figure under him.

The sound of the beating heart came from here. The next moment, the water surface that could originally support their weight suddenly returned to the softness that water should have, so they fell into the dark water in an instant.

Suffocation, high pressure, darkness...a sense of despair that can drive people crazy enveloped this area of ​​water.

The puppet tried to struggle a few times, trying to break free from the shackles of the black water, but when he realized that it was useless, he gave up. He allowed the dark water to swallow him up. He wanted to close his eyes, but his vision Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the figure, who was no different from Knox, was being swallowed by the dark water just like himself.

Even compared to his initial struggle, the figure was as motionless as a corpse.

Countless bubbles suddenly emerged from the surrounding black water, and one bubble flew into the center of his forehead.

puff-

The heartbeat like a war drum pushed away the despair that was drowned by the dark water, and the doll found itself in a cave covered with countless dark chains.

He followed the chains and gradually looked in the direction where all the chains interacted.

A bright red heart nailed by dark rivets, bound by chains and runes, was bleeding scarlet blood and motionless, regardless of whether it was the heartbeat heard on the figure before or the drum-like heartbeat just now, It's all like an illusion.

Snap... the sound of bubbles bursting sounded, and everything in front of him was instantly submerged by the dark water again, leaving nothing behind.

As his body continued to sink, there were more and more bubbles. Another bubble flew into his head, and the scene in front of him changed again.

Black is still the main color of the scene in front of me, because the time in this scene is night, and the noisy rain is accompanied by the night.

The swaddled baby was abandoned on the street on a rainy night, and the long night of crying seemed to shake the eardrum of the doll. His eyebrows were beating, but he just stood there, folding his arms and watching indifferently.

The baby's throat eventually became hoarse due to the long period of crying. Finally, the big iron door hidden in the rainy night was opened, and an old woman hunched over took the baby back who was almost swallowed by the rainy night. In that orphanage.

pat...

The bubble burst, and the doll returned to the surroundings of the dark water.

Another bubble flew.

The picture changes again...

......

In Mondstadt, Knox, who was about to buy a pot of liquor on the street, suddenly stopped. A large number of unfamiliar memories in his mind impacted his thinking. Seventh of what should have been restored after [Arrogance] and [Sloth] were untied. The two memories have not yet been digested, and the current impact of these huge memories made him almost faint.

As his body swayed, he was fortunately supported by Yula beside him: "What's wrong with you?"

Yora looked at Knox's side face strangely, and Knox waved his hand: "It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy."

With that said, he broke away from Yula's support, sat down at a nearby open-air restaurant, buried his cheeks in his arms, and his brain began to absorb and digest these foreign memories with all its strength.

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The unintentional admirer opened his eyes, and the cloudy sand was filled with a dull and decaying atmosphere.

From then on, the doll became a wanderer. Wanderers do not necessarily lose their way. If a person does not even have a place to rest in his heart, then it is natural for him to become lost.

During a thunderstorm, Qinqizhe fell in the ruins of the borrowed scenery hall.

The attendant named Gui Mu discovered the lost Qingqi, and from then on the careless wanderer had a haven for spiritual rest.

Jingle jingle... jingle jingle...

The harsh sound produced when steel collides with steel is like the most pleasant melody to the puppet who has been alone for a long time.

And this melody accompanied him through the best period of his life.

The moonlit night and fire on Tatarsha Island form the boy's first harbor, and family love and friendship build the initial shape of the boy's heart.

But this warm melody, poured out by the cold steel and molten furnace, came to an abrupt end.

There was a problem with the Tatarsha furnace, and the filth in the crystallized bone marrow was permeated. The person in charge, Niwa... who was also the doll's important friend, fled in fear of crime.

Eventually, the doll received the news, and everyone decided to let him enter the furnace and absorb the filth with a device built by a mechanic from Fontaine.

The danger is tantamount to him sacrificing himself.

The puppet didn't resist. He wanted to save everyone, so he took the device and walked into the furnace - but when he was about to die, something in the device protected him.

He walked out of the furnace and asked others what was in the device.The man told him that it was the heart of the attendant that his friend Niwa casually killed before fleeing.

Looking at the withered heart taken out of the device, the wanderer's initial harbor was shattered.

But the heavy blow and betrayal did not destroy the kindness and hope poured out of the steel and furnace in the doll's heart.

Having hope is the most beautiful thing in the world. The doll has the most beautiful thing at the moment. Even if it is trampled once, he will pick up the trampled hope and put it back together again.

The wanderer continued to wander, and the memory of stepping on the sand was deeply buried in his heart. He set foot on the land of Baling Island.

Chapter 153 Awakened Person

The residents of Ba Ying Island accepted the arrival of Qingqi, and a new harbor seemed to be forming for him.

But whether it was the fate of the people or the fate of the people, heavy rains and strong winds swept across the island. Most of the miners on the island make a living by mining crystallized bone marrow. Working in such an extremely harsh climate... is extremely harmful to the body. work, coupled with the influence of climate, chronic diseases gradually spread on the island.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters occurred simultaneously, and the residents who could not survive turned their expectant eyes to the outsider Qinqi. They looked at the gold ornaments on his body that represented the identity certificate given by the General. They expected him to meet General Thunder and rescue him. The residents of Ba Ling Island are in a state of water and fire.

The Qinqi Zhe promised the islanders who accepted him and wanted to respond to their expectations.

"Wanderer, wanderer, where are you going?" The sick child looked at the young man with clear eyes.

The boy said: "I must go to Inazuma Castle."

"But it's raining heavily now, and you said that none of the people who left the sea before have come back!" The child's worry showed in his eyes.

Yes, when going out to sea in stormy weather, the probability of "never coming back" is much higher than "not wanting to come back".

Dolls whose powers are sealed are no different from ordinary people when facing disasters.

But the young man's determination to respond to the expectations of the islanders cannot be destroyed by the storm.

He smiled at the child.

So he braved the risk of being engulfed by thunderstorms and tsunamis, crossed mountains and seas, and finally arrived at Inazuma Castle in a state of embarrassment and dust.

With the anxiety and uneasiness of facing his "mother" who abandoned him, he asked to see the god of Inazuma.

But...he didn't see his "mother", but his "sister".

A perfect doll, a doll that wields the authority of the gods and has the power to sweep away all disasters, a doll that stands at the top of Inazuma's power, a doll...that is valued and favored by "mother".

In contrast, the self who has defects, the self who is weak, the self who is covered in dust and embarrassment, the self who overcomes all kinds of difficulties and only seeks help for the lowest victims, the self who is abandoned and whose life and death are insignificant...

The wanderer failed to achieve the goal of his trip with his "sister", but he did not give up. He instead went to the Narukami Grand Shrine where the most noble miko lived.

The smart and beautiful but still young witch said to him: "This gold jewelry is the identity certificate given by the General. The General will never abandon you. I will do my best to send someone to rescue you immediately."

The homeless people returned to Baying Island with the rescuers that the victims had been waiting for.

But when he left, he told him that it was raining heavily and that the child who had not left would come back. Not only was the child missing, but most of the victims on the island who accepted him were already looking for reinforcements. Died during the journey.

The huge waves called fate ruthlessly hit and washed away his fire called hope.

The flame gradually became fainter, but it still radiated light.

The wanderer once again left another fragmented harbor. At this moment, he understood that he was a failure and did not have the ability to protect so many people. He was a failure and did not have the right to be loved.

Since you can't protect everyone, then protect one person. Since you can't get love, then give love - so the doll thought.

So, he raised a similar person with the same fate as himself, an orphan who was also abandoned.

But... fate finally reached a bifurcation point.

The fire mercilessly swallowed up the last resting place of the doll's soul. The orphan died without even leaving the ashes of his heart.

The flame of hope was assimilated by the fiercer fire...

"The more you lose, the more you want to gain. The more incompetent you are, the more you want to struggle... Hahaha! This kind of farce is really fun." [Skicker] laughed at his past self.

"Everything in the world is just a cover for deception." The God of Opportunity ignored his past.

......

Knox opened his eyes, and the blurry images in front of him gradually merged together, and the picture in his field of vision gradually became clearer.