Genshin Impact: The Twelfth Executive is a Professional Gardener

The confusion, dizziness, and the intensity of the light made Tartaglia lose his bearings, and by the time he regained consciousness, he was the only one lying on the ground, and in front of him was a clearing similar to a mining area, where a large number of beast hounds roamed.

Tartaglia didn't realize what was happening, but in the blink of an eye, he was already on alert, because the beast hounds had already spotted him.

What he was holding in his hand was still the thunder gun "Pojun" that Lin Lang threw at him, and he directly faced the surging monsters.

"The flaw is fleeting!!"

...

"Whew... When

the battle was over, Tartaglia bent over and panted tiredly, touched the bleeding wound on his waist, and began to observe the surrounding situation...

There is nothing too special, the only thing that is difficult to ignore is the huge clock hanging in the sky, could it be the Taiwei Plate that Feng said?

There seems to be a road ahead?"

Tartaglia on this side was on the road to find, and on the other side, Feng was a little overwhelmed by the frenzied Linlang.

At this moment, Lin Lang seemed to be caught up in some memories of the past, and those memories looked terrifying, making him desperately raise his spear and attack everything around him.

"Linlang... Wake up, what do you see? These are all fake!!"

Finally approaching Lin Lang with quick speed, Feng grabbed his shoulders and shook violently, trying to make him hear... It's just that it's clearly useless.

Feng heard Lin Lang, who was in a frenzy, seemed to mumble something to himself.

"There's a lot of blood... A lot of monsters, a lot of people died... Don't come here!"

"Uhhh

He speculated that Lin Lang recalled the great battle that took place at the same time as the Kanria Rebellion five hundred years ago, in the Chasm of Strata... The Millelith Army, which sacrificed a lot in that battle, also sacrificed Linlang.

He died in the space beneath the Nail of the Cold... Xu is the remnant wish left at that time has crossed time and affected him now.

Seeing that the spear's attack was about to approach again, Feng hurriedly got up to dodge the sharp tip of the spear, and set off a howling wind to blow the figure to the ground.

In fact, Feng couldn't defeat Lin Lang originally, but when he fell, he hit the back of his head on the minecart just now, and he passed out on the spot.

"Lord Linlang!"

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"It hurts... It's so dark, where is this... I'm good, I'm afraid..."

A lonely figure, walking at the bottom of the deserted abyss, with a wound full of fear, walking tirelessly step by step.

He only remembered that he seemed to be a man who had lost his country, and that his newly found home had rejected his existence because of his betrayal, and that now he would have no place to live on the entire continent, no home.

Even if he is trapped at the bottom of the abyss, no one will think of him...

"It's so cold..."

..."Lin

Lang silently looked at the other self in front of him who shrunk into a ball, and there was no smile in his eyes... Is this the last remnant of my self who died 500 years ago?

Fear, despair, misanthropy... Many others he had forgotten, but these dark things had remained for so long, and they were... After all, there are times in his heart that these are indeed the majority.

"Is this my inner world... I'm stuck here with the afterimages of the past?"

I looked up left and right, and it seemed to be the bottom of the Chasm, and it looked like my last self had been trapped here forever.

In fact, Lin Lang has always felt that those memories of the past are separated from his current self, and his previous life has only been in the world for a short hundred years, with low self-esteem and cowardice, carrying all the sins of the past and walking with his head down.

Seem... Despair exudes all the time.

But there is no conflict with the fact that Lin Lang is now giving a big hug to the former self in front of him.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... Won't no one remember you, have you forgotten Captain Feng? But you sent him out with the last of your strength. "

"Plum... Captain Feng..."

As if he had touched on some new keyword, everything in the back of this remnant was related to Feng... Lin Lang suspects that his first life on Teyvat may be a little entangled with Zhongli, and the hundred years of his second life... I guess it's just a lot.

Laughing to death, how can a man in his life, this is still a situation that Lin Lang did not fully recall, and he can count five or six, tsk... Isn't he a Sea King?"

"Captain Feng, is he okay... Is he still safe.

"Of course he's safe, and he should be right next to us right now, I can smell his elemental power... Huh?!"

Lin Lang suddenly found that his other self in his arms was missing, and... It's the vertigo in the brain, the remnants in front of me, it's to... Did you faint?

He fainted and died in his own heart.