Genshin Impact: I, the first water follower, makes players excited

"Okay! Wait a moment!"

Mamehe pulled hard and took out the parts that had just been put upside down. Only then did Ying notice...

"Mamehe, this part of yours seems to be a little different from the ones we collected?"

"Oh, that's right, this is not an ordinary part, it's my keepsake!"

Mamehe said that her father told her that as long as she put the token that she had possessed since birth into Seymour's body, Seymour would be resurrected.

Ying watched Mamehe gently rubbing the token in her hand. She could feel how much Mamehe valued the token.

"Is there anything you're reluctant to part with?"

"Reluctant? No way..."

Mamehe watched Ying shake her head slightly, confirmed the direction of the token, and stuffed it into Seymour's head again. After finishing, she smiled and patted Seymour's head.

"...My token is still there, but it's inside Seymour. Seymour will always be with me, so isn't he my token?"

Ying noticed that Mamehe did not use the Teyvatian word "it" to refer to an object when calling Seymour, but instead used the word "he" to refer to a person.

As she said, Seymour may never have been a simple mechanical dog in her eyes. Seymour has always been her family member.

As the parts were put back in their correct positions, Seymour stood up shakily on all fours, as if getting familiar with the replaced parts of his body.

Paimon and Hines also noticed the situation here and came over with their bowls of food.

"Hines! (Crunch, crunch, crunch) Seymour's fixed! (Crunch, crunch, crunch)"

"I saw it... (chew, chew, chew), but it looks... (chew, chew, chew)...it seems a little different? (grunt, grunt~) Hotaru soup is really good!"

"Yeah, yeah, I think this soup is delicious too!"

"But... Paimon, I remember there was half a pot of soup just now, right? How come the soup is almost gone now?"

"Cough cough..."

Ying was upset as she listened to the conversation between the two. Without paying attention to Seymour's changes, she immediately turned to look at the soup pot that was still on the fire.

There is no doubt that Ginis has no need to lie, the soup in the pot is already empty...

Ying clenched her fists silently. "This is the soup I cooked! I haven't even had a sip yet!"

Paimeng also felt that something was wrong, and silently placed the soup he had just made in front of Ying.

"It just hit the bowl, and I haven't even drunk it yet... ugh! It hurts!"

Ying retracted his fist that had just stayed on Paimeng's head for less than a second, picked up the soup bowl on the ground, and took a sip with an angry look on his face.

Looking at Paimon, who was holding his head with a look of grievance, Sines mercilessly finished off the enemy.

"Who told you not to leave any for Ying?"

"It's so delicious, I couldn't help myself..."

Paimon pouted, but did not deny his mistake.

Ying walked over to the two of them and hummed softly. She looked at Seymour, who had already started debugging the language system, and whispered,

"Mamehe actually fixed Seymour. Just look at the pile of parts on the ground..."

Hines quickly put two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth.

"Yeah, I find it amazing too. I never thought Mamehe's father could actually repair clockwork machinery."

While the three of them were complaining, Seymour finally debugged all the functions.

"Relay module detected...Ambient pollution level detected: high, starting safe mode!"

"Unknown life form detected... related information has been recorded..."

"Ms. Mamehe, nice to meet you..."

Hearing Seymour's familiar name, Mamehe's tail lifted up excitedly and her body began to sway from side to side involuntarily.

Then Seymour pointed his head at the three people who were eating nearby.

"And Miss Ying, Mr. Hines, and the lovely Miss Paimon."

"Wow! It said I was cute!"

Looking at Seymour who had raised Paimon's favorability to the maximum with just one sentence, the corner of Hines' mouth twitched.

"I know Seymour called you cute, but you didn't have to add the ending."

Paimon put his hands behind his back and chuckled.

The revived Seymour was obviously smarter than before, and several people got answers from it.

The key lies in Mamehe's special part, and that token is actually Seymour's relay module.

Only with the relay module did Seymour gain intelligence, while his previous communication with Mamehe was nothing more than some mechanical responses written in the program in advance.

"That is to say... well..."

Mamehe's tail slowly drooped. Seymour had no need to lie to her. In other words, Seymour's previous comment that her paintings were beautiful was just a mechanical answer.

It's not really a compliment...

Seymour looked at Mamehe's depressed look, was silent for a moment, and continued,

"However, my visual module and information processing module have not malfunctioned, and the painting you showed me is still stored in my memory..."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but there seemed to be a touch of tenderness in Seymour's emotionless, mechanical voice.

"...I compared it with 123,800 paintings in the database and did not find a single painting that matched your style, so I can reasonably infer that your painting has unprecedented artistic value.

I haven't provided a canned answer to this question before, so please allow me to add one now."

Hines watched as Mamehe's tail rose again and wagged continuously, just like a puppy.

"Ms. Mamehe, look, even the perfectly rational clockwork machine admits that your paintings are excellent. You can't be discouraged."

Paimon nodded quickly. If anyone said that the happiest person to hear Seymour's speech was Mamehe who was recognized, then the second happiest person would be her.

She still remembered that Mamehe said she would paint a portrait of them. The higher the artistic value, the more valuable it would be!

Just when Ying was about to say something to comfort Mamehe, a not-so-strong vibration suddenly occurred.

The few people were naturally not affected by the shock, but... the soup on the ground was different...

Ying looked at the bowl of soup that she had just taken a sip of and put aside. The soup had spilled all over the floor due to the shock. She clenched her fists tightly. Hines and Paimon could even see the bulging veins on her fists.

"Hines, this couldn't be man-made, could it?"

"...It's possible..."

Paimon mourns silently for the instigator of this incident. I hope you can resist for a while longer and let Ying calm down.

otherwise...

Paimeng sighed softly. For some reason, she had a feeling that if Ying didn't vent her anger, she would definitely become the target of Ying's anger after drinking half the pot of soup...

So, for Paimon's safety, big brothers and sisters who are causing trouble, you must not run away!