Genshin Impact: A Traveler with Only Two Skills

The sky was filled with yellow sand, and the flying gravel, blown by the strong wind, hit people's faces, bringing a stinging sensation. The scorching sun hanging high in the sky was constantly burning everything around, making the scene in the distance look distorted and unreal.

Sang was riding on a horse. In this hot place, even the horse was exhausted. Its slow pace showed that it was close to its limit. Perhaps it would not be long before the horse fell down. In that case, Sang would have to rely on his own legs to walk out of the desert.

But before considering this matter, Sanger has some more important issues to consider -

who am I?

where am I?

What am I going to do?

His memory stopped at the moment when the old man in the Soul Locking Prison was about to say his name, and then he lost consciousness with a laugh. When he woke up again, he was already riding an old horse in the boundless desert.

So he had no idea how he got here and what he should do next.

Looking at the scorching fireball in the sky, Sang felt frightened. Was he really going to die here?

A gust of wind blew from not far away, diluting the flying yellow sand in front of Sang's eyes. In his hazy vision, he vaguely saw another figure riding a horse right in front of him.

Although he was behind the other person and the surrounding yellow sand had a significant impact on Sanger's vision, Sanger could see that even in such a harsh environment, the person in front of him seemed very... leisurely, as if he was not in the desert, but riding a horse on an ordinary grassland.

If the horse under the man had not shown obvious fatigue like the old horse under Sangger, Sanger would even have suspected that the scorching sun was an illusion.

Sang did not hesitate and hurriedly urged his horse to the other party. After approaching the other party, Sang first took a look at the other party and found that the man had dark skin and stubble on his face, but his eyes were very shrewd. He looked like an old senior who had been in this desert for a long time. Before Sang looked over, he shifted his gaze to Sang.

However, the other party just glanced at Sangger and didn't say anything, and had no intention of paying any attention to Sangger.

Seeing this, Sangge had no choice but to bow, put on a smile out of habit, and shouted to the other party respectfully: "Senior!"

"Excuse me, Senior, where is this place?"

It's a pity that Sanger is penniless now, otherwise he would have given some money to the man in front of him. Even if he couldn't get any useful information, at least he would have some security.

"Young guys nowadays are really brave. They dare to go into the desert alone and are not afraid of dying on the way." The other person curled the corner of his mouth and shook his head at Sangge.

"This is nowhere. If you walk a hundred or eighty miles forward, it's all sand. If you walk a hundred or eighty miles backward, it's all sand. If you don't have anything, I'm afraid you won't survive tonight."

"This..." Sang was a little dazed. The other party's words made him feel a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

He looked down at his body. His malnourished body looked even thinner on Old Ma. His fair skin had begun to peel due to long-term sun exposure, accompanied by bursts of burning sensation.

Suddenly, there was a dry and itchy feeling in his throat due to thirst, causing Sanger to cough violently uncontrollably.

"Cough cough cough cough!"

The coughing sound could not cover the whistling of the wind and sand, but for the person who made the sound, every cough brought about a strong desire for water in his thirsty body. However, Sang had nothing on him except the old horse under him. If you think about it carefully, he seemed to have drunk all the water on the way here.

"Hey, kid, take it!" The old man smiled, took out a half-full water bag from the bag on the horse's back and threw it to Sangge. Sangge instinctively took the water bag and drank it in big gulps.

As the cool water flowed into his throat, Sangge immediately felt his body revived. There was a lot of water in the water bag, but Sangge still greedily drank it all. Until he felt his abdomen slightly swollen, he reluctantly returned the water bag to the old senior.

"Thank you, uncle." Sangge sighed that he had finally met a good man. He thanked him and returned the water bag to him. Unexpectedly, the old man did not intend to take the water bag. Instead, he spread his hands and stretched out five fingers in front of Sangge:

"This is the desert. You should know how valuable the water here is. The water you just drank is worth at least five Tianyan gold."

"Tian Yan Gold?! Five?!" Sang was shocked by the other party's words and his eyes widened immediately.

Let alone the five Tian Yan Golds, he had never even seen what Tian Yan Gold looked like.

"I don't have that much money..." Sang looked at the water bag in his hand, then looked at the old senior, and an anxious look gradually appeared on his face.

"Not even five Tianyan golds? I've only calculated the price of the water, I haven't even calculated the price of this bag."

"Then, I'll give the bag back to you!" Sanger said, pushing the bag towards the other person again, but the man just shook his head and showed no intention of taking it.

"If you take it, you're buying it from me. There's no such thing as free drinking water in the world." The old man laughed as he spoke. The not-so-obvious wrinkles on his dark skin piled up together, revealing his happy mood at the moment.

But he was happy. Sanger became even more anxious when he heard this. His body, which had just become somewhat relaxed because of the coolness of the water, now tensed up again, and his cheeks flushed slightly because of his anxiety.

“Hahahaha!” The old man laughed when he saw Sangge’s expression. “Alas, this is the desert. You must be from outside. You look so pale, but you don’t even know the rules here.”

"I am from the desert," Sangge replied stubbornly, still thinking about how to return five Tianyan gold to the senior in front of him, "but I have always lived in Shangqi Village, where the sun is not so strong, and there is enough water to drink."

"Then what are you doing here? This desert is not a place for you to play."

"...Everyone in my family is gone," Sanger was silent for a moment, and finally spoke out, "I woke up and found myself lying in a haystack in the stable. I couldn't find the rest of my family anywhere. I searched for a month but couldn't find them anywhere. I only remember my father said that our ancestors walked out of the innermost part of the desert, so I thought of trying my luck in the desert."

"Then how could it be impossible for them to go outside the desert and forget about you?" said the old man, taking out another water bag from his horse's back, this time for himself to drink.

"Impossible, my father said that we cannot go outside the desert. This is the rule passed down from our ancestors." Sangge licked his lips. The water he just drank was quickly consumed under the scorching sun. Now looking at the other party taking out another bag of water, Sangge unconsciously felt thirsty again.

"You want more?" The old man looked surprised. "Another bag?"

"Okay, ah! No! Thanks!" Sang wanted to agree, but then he remembered that he was penniless, so he had to wave his hands.

"Hahaha, I don't want your money. I was just teasing you. This is a shabby place. You may not even run into anyone even if you walk around for ten days or half a month. I finally saw you come here, so I just wanted to play a joke on you."

Seeing that Sangge didn't completely believe what he said, the old senior continued, "How about this, I just need a helper, you can work with me, just consider it as paying me back. You won't get paid at first, and I won't pay you until you pay me back the five Tianyan golds. But I will provide food and accommodation, so at least you won't starve to death."

"This……"

"Hey, this, this, what's this, do you really want to walk into the desert by yourself? If you die on the way, no one will collect your body." Although the old senior's words were harsh, his attitude was still friendly.

"I understand, but I still don't know what to call you, senior." Sang had no choice but to nod and agree, while looking at the other party cautiously.

"Title? Ha, I'm a businessman, and I care about making a lot of money. Others call me Sullivan, and you can just call me boss."