Genshin Impact: A Traveler with Only Two Skills

"Became an immortal?"

"Is that an immortal?"

"Why do you feel a little mentally unstable?"

Question marks kept popping up in Ying's mind, and at the same time, she became more wary of the man who claimed to be an "immortal".

After all, Ying had seen immortals before, no matter they were the secluded immortals like Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun and Lishui Dieshan Zhenjun, or the immortal partners like Jiangmo Dasheng and Jiuku Du'e Zhenjun who could fight with her, none of them behaved so crazy.

Well, Xiao is plagued by karma, and sometimes he’s not in a good mental state, and his consciousness is a little fuzzy. As for Qiqi, his memory is not very good, but everything is still normal.

So what's going on with this immortal now?

He thought he had achieved immortality, but was actually just a poor person contaminated by the remnants of the devil?

"No, no, there's no use just thinking about it here, let's go over and take a look." Thinking of this, Ying summoned the Wings of Wind again.

"Okay, okay, then you must be careful." Faintly, a familiar voice sounded in Ying's ears.

"Hmm? Paimon?" Ying looked around, but did not see the familiar figure, the companion who was always by her side.

"Is it a hallucination? It seems like he really can't get used to not having Paimon around."

"Heh, did she feel the same way when she left Paimon alone in the city during the Flower Goddess Festival?"

Shaking his head, Ying temporarily put this idea behind him, spread his wings of wind, and flew towards the "immortal".

But soon after she took off, she felt a pair of eyes falling on her.

Then came the second sight, then the third, then the fourth, the fifth...

In an instant, the number of gazes falling on Ying had reached hundreds, and the number was still increasing. Ying felt like she was in a dark cave, surrounded by the green eyes of hungry wolves, which made her feel uncontrollably fearful.

"Huh...Huh..." Without her noticing, Ying had already begun to breathe softly and tremblingly.

Time seemed to become longer. From the time she spread her wings of wind to now, less than three seconds had passed, but it felt like several hours.

Her thoughts began to become stagnant, but she still grabbed an idea from her mind - escape!

No matter what it is, it is not something she can deal with now. She should hurry to find Zhongli. Zhongli’s real identity is the Rock King Emperor, the ancestor of all immortals. He should have a way to deal with this kind of thing.

However, Ying also had a feeling that she might not be on the continent of Teyvat now, so she would not be able to find Zhongli.

No, there will always be a way. Even in other worlds, there will be people who can solve this kind of problem. As long as we can find the other party in time, everything will be fine.

The most urgent thing is to get out as soon as possible...

However, before Ying could figure out how to escape, her consciousness became increasingly blurred. She seemed to be in a cradle in the fog, unable to see her surroundings clearly or stay awake.

The last thing she heard before her consciousness faded was an emotionless, cold voice: "Outsider, your journey should not end here."

……

Such familiar words, just like what the "maintainer of justice" had said back then.

But the strange god said, "Foreigners, your journey ends here."

In comparison, the words of that person just now sounded much friendlier, although that person's voice was emotionless...

Ying was lying in a dilapidated hut, looking up at the ceiling. As her consciousness gradually regained consciousness, she was thinking about what happened before she fell into a coma.

"Oh——" Ying let out a long sigh.

"I was knocked unconscious again. How many times has this happened? I was knocked unconscious by poison gas, by magic, and the memories left in the earth veins also made me unconscious."

Perhaps because of the many previous experiences of being in a coma, Ying was not too worried about being in a coma.

She checked her body first and found no wounds or any spells on her. Her body was in the same condition as it was after the 12-3 fight, intact.

"After all, we have Xin Hai, a moving statue-like existence, in our team." Ying muttered to himself, and then began to look around.

As mentioned before, this is a dilapidated hut with several broken spots on the roof, through which you can see the dim sky outside.

There was nothing noteworthy in the house, except for the creaking hard bed under him and a stove in the corner. However, the space between the stove and the wall was covered with cobwebs, and he didn't know how long it had been since it was used.

Suddenly a cold wind blew, making Ying shiver.

It was summer in Teyvat when we were at Musk Reef before, so why is it so cold here like winter?

Ying got out of bed and walked to the stove, where she found only some burnt coals. The dry, orange-yellow coal blocks could not bring her warmth.

"As expected, but it's okay." Although Ying was a little disappointed, she was not surprised. She looked at the sky outside through the gap in the wall - the dim sky was the same as when she just woke up, and it seemed that it would take another hour or two for the sun to completely set.

"We can only go outside to find some wood to make a fire." Ying put her hand on her stomach, "We also need to find something to eat. If Paimon were here, he would probably be crying because he's too hungry."

"I haven't gone back yet, I wonder if she will be worried..."

Ying walked to the door of the hut, tensed her body and stretched out her hand towards the broken wooden door that had almost lost its function.

She still remembered the scene when she met the guy who claimed to be an immortal, and she still felt a sense of crisis about her situation.

She pressed her hand gently on the door and then applied a little force on it.

"Squeak-"

The dilapidated door made an unexpected noise, which sounded like an old man groaning because of back pain.

Ying stood there vigilantly for a while, and only left the house after making sure that there was no danger.

The sky outside was still dim, with a hint of gray, which was somewhat similar to the scene in the Dead Zone. However, whether here or on the top of the mountain where Ying had been before, she did not see the existence of the Death Zone Tumor. The ground veins here seemed to be different from those in Teyvat.

"Could it be that I am really not in Teyvat now?" Ying muttered to herself, and then she heard a "crash" sound like something falling to the ground.

Ying looked in the direction of the sound and saw a gray-haired girl. She looked at Ying with surprise, and there was a pile of dry branches under her feet.