Genshin Impact: Opening a store to draw cards is exciting

Watching the woman named Shen He go away, Tartaglia couldn't help but sigh.

"Sure enough, my strength is still too far behind. I can't even get close to watch such a fierce battle... And, that Fu Hua..."

In his impression, Fu Hua has always been one of the highest peaks in his heart.

This peak made it almost impossible for him to see the top, but it gave him the motivation to climb higher.

And now, this peak is even more majestic, and above this peak there is an even higher peak waiting for him.

Boss Chen might know some inside information about this war, but he does not have the power to know it.

Or maybe his ability is not enough to understand these issues.

Suddenly at this moment, a voice suddenly emerged from nowhere.

"Tartaria, do you still remember my voice?"

"Doctor...Dottore."

This voice appeared in her ears out of nowhere, and Tartaglia couldn't help but frown slightly.

The timing of this guy's appearance is so unfortunate. How could he find me at this time?

"Let me tell you first, I can't enter that battle. Watching here is the limit. That battlefield does not belong to me."

"Of course I know that, but I need you to dig up a handful of soil here. If I'm not mistaken, there should be insect eggs left by the previous insect corpse."

"Are you crazy? You can tell at a glance that this thing is not a good thing. How could you have the heart to do it?"

"I naturally have my own way, Tartaglia, you just need to cooperate and don't forget our common goal, for the Queen—"

After he finished speaking, the surrounding sounds naturally disappeared. The corners of Tartaglia's mouth twitched, but he glanced at the ground around him and saw the flames of war not far away.

Naturally, he had no intention of staying, and they were all members of the Fatui, so even if Dotore was one of the top three, he didn't have to listen to what this guy said.

He would only carry out the order unconditionally if the captain or leader gave the order.

Otherwise, other people have basically no power or ability to order others around.

Although Tartaglia is the last one, his strength is the one with the greatest potential for improvement.

"Don't expect me to bring disaster to others, Dotore. Forget about it."

Although he didn't know whether Dottore could hear him, Tartaglia walked away while speaking.

At this moment, a Fatui soldier whose body was covered with various insect eggs and spores stopped wailing.

There was a deep, dark light in his eyes.

"I knew you wouldn't cooperate, but fortunately, my experiment was successful..."

There was a twisted arc on the corner of his mouth, but looking around at the pure white laboratory, which was so clean that it made him feel a little uncomfortable.

This was the first time he used this body as an experimental subject, and he had somewhat mixed feelings.

At this time, Dotore possessed a soldier and was about to find more information by looking around.

Suddenly, a cool breeze came from behind me.

"Your eyes look very familiar to me, as if I saw myself a few years ago."

A slightly cold female voice came from behind, causing the soldier to shiver uncontrollably.

He turned around suddenly and saw a pair of strange snake eyes staring at him.

Her eyes were filled with interest and she looked like a little girl, but she exuded a completely different aura.

"Please introduce yourself. Who are you? I have done experiments like using consciousness projection to enter other people's bodies before. These are all child's play. You can't fool me."

Mebius bombed as soon as he opened his mouth, and even Dotole said he couldn't do it.

His eyes were full of incomprehension and confusion. He didn't even understand how he was discovered immediately when he had just opened his eyes.

But the shock lasted only a moment, and he immediately regained his senses and spoke.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Dotole. You can also call me Doctor—"

"Haha, little white mouse, you'd better not call yourself a doctor on my experimental table. There are many doctors here, and you are not a big deal."

Mebius unabashedly sneered at the projection of Dottore across from him.

There was also a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Dottore was not angry, but looked at Mebius in front of him quietly.

Even though the other person's presence was clearly right in front of him, he felt as if he couldn't touch him at all.

My eyes can see it, but my consciousness keeps reminding me that I may not be able to catch this slippery snake.

Perhaps this was his instinct warning him not to act rashly.

The one standing in front of him now was a real monster.

If you act rashly for a moment, you will be killed on the spot by the other party without any chance to fight back.

The deep color in Dotore's eyes became even deeper at this time.

"What are you going to do to me? Are you going to remove these spores from my body? They have grown together with my skin and flesh. I'm afraid they have entered my blood vessels. In this case, how are you going to treat me?"

Dotore put aside his previous grudge and asked how to solve the problem of his and others' health.

However, Mebius couldn't help but chuckle.

It was as if he was listening to the jokes of an ignorant person and didn't take him seriously at all.

"First of all, your consciousness projection is outdated. We don't like to play this game. Secondly, who said I was here to treat you? Little white mice, your bodies are hopeless when they are attached to the spores. So, I will not go to great lengths to treat you. This is your fate, you have to accept it."

Mebius's tone was gentle, but extremely creepy, as if there was a creepy aura echoing around the two of them.

It was as if a slippery and cold snake scale was sticking to his body.

Not this projected body, but his real body.

"Oh, you really have some skills. It will take some time to catch your true form. But don't worry, there will be results soon. Let's put these things aside for now. I'm sure you want to know what experiments I will do on you later."

"It's very simple. I'm testing how to make a human body coexist with these spore eggs. I'm using you as a culture dish to cultivate them, and then genetically modify you to become my exclusive little slaves."

"This kind of thing..."

"Don't compare your indigenous research methods with ours, little white mice. Your strength is not good enough in our eyes. After all, you only have your own little piece of land in your sight."