Genshin Impact: Learning makes me stronger

The crystal pit was steaming with scorched lightning elements. Yae Shenzi covered his mouth and nose with a folding fan: "What a strong burnt smell. These two guys chose a suitable burial place."

Hu Tao stood on tiptoe and looked down at the bottom of the pit. The special professional habits of the head of the Rebirth Hall made her subconsciously estimate: "It was burned very cleanly. It saved the expense of the rebirth ceremony - but we don't accept such customers."

The lightning element crystal in Nashida's hand suddenly made a crackling sound, and the last words of the scattered soldier exploded into pieces in the air.

Su Xun waved away the remaining sparks and said, "The contract is completed? Oh, he found a decent farewell speech for himself."

Ying gently stroked the purple crystal cluster on the edge of the pit. Half of the doctor's charred crow mask was embedded in the rock.

She turned her head and looked at the blue ice crystal in the air - the mark of the contract between the Doctor and the Queen of Winter. She asked, "The Doctor and the Scattered Soldiers died together. The Queen of Ice should know what happened here, right?"

"So what if she knows?" Yae Shinto gently waved his folding fan, and the lightning element flowed between the fan bones into a gorgeous aurora. "Two Fatui executive officers were killed, and her headache should be how to appease the other little wolf cubs."

The cherry-colored nails lightly touched the ice edges, and the mark of the winter contract dissipated like morning mist.

The crystal pit suddenly trembled, and several green vines broke out of the ground, wrapping around half of the mechanical arm and rising in front of everyone.

A diamond-shaped core was embedded in the palm of the broken arm, and the surface was covered with spider-web-like cracks.

"This is..." The moment Nashida's fingertips touched the core, data streams rose up like fireflies.

The void terminal automatically analyzed the remaining memories - the secret code that was forcibly implanted when the soldier was transformed, which was now blooming in a burning posture.

Starlight lit up in Su Xun's palm, and the power of time allowed the broken mechanical parts to flow backwards and reassemble.

When the clockwork gears meshed again, a holographic image was suddenly projected from the core crack: the Curious One was huddled in the corner of the Borrowed Scenery Pavilion, his fingers clumsily weaving a purple knot.

"Is this his memory backup?" Raiden Zhen gently touched the knot floating in the void, and the silk thread from five hundred years ago passed through her translucent fingers. "Do puppets also dream?"

“Perhaps it should be called a data ghost.” Yae Shinko observed the clumsy puppet boy in the holographic image with interest, “Like a mayfly trapped in amber by a thunderstorm.”

The image suddenly shook violently, and the doctor's pale mask appeared at the edge of the screen.

The young curious person suddenly turned around, and the moment the lightning exploded in his pupils, the holographic projection quietly dissipated.

Nashida held the fallen core, her emerald eyes rippled: "He is also a pitiful person..."

"There must be something hateful about a pitiful person." The Yae God Son gently closed his folding fan, and the lightning shattered the last bit of data dust. "Should we give this core to the castle tower for safekeeping? In case something unexpected happens one day."

Lei Movie is speechless.

Su Xun gathered the power of dust on his fingertips, and the mechanical debris in the crystal pit turned into quicksand and dissipated: "Although the doctor's slices have been cleared, the experiments they conducted are still circulating. Nashida, remember to back up the experimental data."

"Okay, Dad, everything has been recorded in the void terminal." The green leaves on the ends of Nashida's hair glowed slightly, and dozens of data waterfalls were projected into the void.

Time goes back to before the battle began. At the moment ripples appeared in the starry sky, the power caused silent tremors between heaven and earth.

The bard in the Mondstadt Tavern suddenly stopped plucking the strings, and his emerald pupils reflected the elemental tides in the direction of Xumi.

He plucked a Cecilia flower and pinned it on the head of the guitar, while the improvised requiem drifted eastward on the wind.

In Liyue Harbor, in Yan Jun's cup, the clear tea reflected the last flash of light in the underground laboratory.

Tianxing trembled slightly in his sleeves, and finally returned to silence - since he was not the object of the contract, he was not worth looking at.

The throne of the Winter Palace was covered with frost, and the Queen's fingertips brushed across the broken mark of the contract.

Under the throne, the projection of the executive officer's seat extinguished two blue lights, and the sigh under the ice crystal mask froze into eternity.

At the highest point of the Fontaine Opera House, Villette's pen tip hovered over the verdict for three seconds, and finally wrote the annotation "guilty".

The crystal lamp reflected the primordial fetal sea flowing in the eyes of the judge, and two gradually fading souls were floating in the waves.

The flames of the Nata altar flickered without wind. Mavica paused as she wiped her blade, and the lava lines formed unfamiliar paths on the blade.

……

A week later, Judgment Day.

The lavender data streams intertwined into a web on the dome of the Palace of Wisdom. Nashida tapped the air with her bare feet, and the archives of the House of the Decrees, which had been sealed for four hundred years, slowly opened in the emerald light.

The parchment scroll flew to the Xumi City Square like a migratory bird returning to its nest, and the ancient writing gave off the fragrance of ink in the sunlight.

"People of Xumi, please look——"

The grass god's ethereal voice spread throughout the city through the earth veins.

The workers unloading goods at the Port of Ormos, the Gilded Brigade bargaining at Treasure Street, and the scholars pruning branches at the Zen Garden all saw the illusion projected by the void terminal at the same time: in the yellowed document of the Council of Decrees, the portrait of the young scholar was gradually overlapping with the face under the doctor's mask.

[Annals of the Institute of Apostolic Deputies in 1376, Yinlun School Archives]

"Student Zandik is suspected of violating human experimentation regulations. After deliberation by the sages of the six schools..."

The mercenaries in the Lambad Tavern suddenly put down their glasses and looked at the holographic projection floating above the wooden wine cabinet: a yellowed document contained a scorched blueprint - it was the desert ruins structure near the Red King's Mausoleum today, marked with the words "Forbidden Knowledge Containment Device".

“Isn’t this the ancient civilization protection project announced by the House of Representatives last year?” a scholar screamed, and the coconut charcoal cake in his hand rolled to the ground.

More archives are falling like autumn leaves: the medical records of thirty discipline officers who were mysteriously in a coma on the night Dotore was expelled; the list of children missing from Aru Village in the early days; the contract documents of the Gilded Brigade members who accepted the evil eye transformation of the Fatui...

Suddenly, a dull vibration came from the roots of the sacred tree.

Twelve green vines broke out of the ground, hanging Azar and others in shackles at the main gate of the House of the Decree.

The Patisalan wrapped around the sage's neck was holding evidence of his crimes: from the meeting records of the God-making Project to the financial transactions with the Fatui, each petal reflected the shocking transaction amounts.

"Great Kind Tree King!" The old woman pointed tremblingly at the emblem that appeared between Azar's eyebrows - that was the thought seal implanted by the doctor, which now appeared like a branding iron under the power of the God of Grass.

Nashida's figure gradually solidified in the data stream. Her childlike body exuded the pressure of a god: "The sage of the Order Institute has committed three sins."

"First, it violates the teaching that 'wisdom should be the boat of all living beings' and turns knowledge into a shackle."

The vines wrapped around the scholars lit up with the first halo, and the folk inventions that had been suppressed by the void terminal for five hundred years blossomed like sparks. A student from the Sulun School saw that the design of his "Astrological Irrigation Device" that had been rejected three years ago suddenly passed the review, and burst into tears on the spot.

"Second, it is blasphemous and attempts to replace living things with machines."

In the second halo, the remains of the God of Righteousness rose from the ground.

When people saw the tubes in the cockpit that were connected to the human nerves, retching sounds were heard one after another in the Square of the House of Lords - a mother recognized the red thought fruit pendant hanging at the end of the tube, which was the amulet carried by her missing daughter.

"Third..." Nashida looked towards the direction of Aru Village, where the guards led by Candice were escorting the last few sages who had fled. "They condoned the evil and turned the people of Xumi into experimental subjects."

The third halo swept across the city. The scholars who had been implanted with false memories by the doctor suddenly had splitting headaches and black liquid oozing from their temples.

An old scholar who was blind suddenly regained his sight, and in his iris there was still a number mark planted by the doctor.

Su Xun leaned against the pillar of the Wisdom Palace and chuckled: "Nashida's trick of "memory materialization" is quite good."

He flicked his fingertips, and a few wisps of black mist quietly withdrew from the trial scene - those were the mental pollution left in the subjects by the doctor, and they were being completely dissolved in the dark power.

The trial lasted seven full days.

Every day at dawn, a new vine of truth would droop from the dome of the House of the Decrees: the tampered desert archaeological report restored the true legacy of the Red King;

The scene of a certain disciplinary officer's "accidental fall off a cliff" 20 years ago was recreated, revealing the metal finger marks of the doctor's slices; he even dug up the records of the "dream transplantation" experiment that Dotore conducted privately in the Health Home when he was a student.

At dusk on the seventh day, Nashida ascended the judgment seat, escorted by a group of thirty men.

The green leaves in her hair lost their immaturity for the first time, revealing the verdant green of a thousand-year-old tree: "According to Article 3 of Chapter 7 of the Void Judgment Collection..."

All the Xumi people heard the sound of grass growing at the same time, and they were surprised to find the Patisalan mark on the back of their hands - this was proof of the covenant between the Grass God and all his people.

"The former great sage Azar has been expelled from the Order Institute and is forbidden to ever set foot in the academic field of Xumi."

The vines that were entangled with the sinner suddenly blossomed into Sumeru roses. Wherever the petals passed, the mark of the wise man on Azar's forehead dissipated like smoke.

A student of the Yinlun School suddenly found that he could understand the other party's unfinished paper - the sage's knowledge has been equally distributed to every citizen.

"The rest of the scholars involved in the case will be sent to the Guardian Forest to repair the ground veins."

Scholars wearing void terminals were suddenly horrified to discover that one of their proudest papers was disappearing - it was a result of research plagiarized from a desert dweller.

At the same time, countless students looked at the "Academic Contribution Points" appearing in their hands, and for the first time they were qualified to enter the Palace of Wisdom.

When the last sage was escorted away by the disciplinary officer, Nashida suddenly looked at Su Xun in the crowd, and her childlike smile returned to her face: "Father, do you think this is a good way to deal with it?"

The entire Xumi City saw the mysterious outsider throwing a sunset fruit onto the judgment seat.

The moment the fruit fell to the ground, the dead branches of the sacred tree suddenly bore abundant fruits. Amid the sweet fragrance, a new motto appeared on the outer wall of the Ordinance House: "Wisdom is the rain in the desert, which should moisten every grain of sand."