To create Honkai Impact 3rd in a world where Kallen exists.

Danzhu stuck out her tongue. She dared not say such things to the current doctor in person, otherwise she would be forced to commit suicide the next second.

Hmm, you never know.

"I thought he'd returned to that kind of... Doctor who recklessly pursues infinity?"

Cang Xuan said calmly.

"That's how it is, sister, you think so too, right?"

Danzhu chuckled, noting that on the screen beside him was a sculpture of the Crimson Kite Immortal released by the Divine Continent, in which he could vaguely make out the shadow of his own sculpture.

However, she really couldn't tell whether it was the original one.

However... the stories she told became the foundation of this world's mythology, which made her somewhat proud.

"Sigh, who knows? But... whenever I see everyone, it feels like I've returned to that civilization from the past, so I'm not lonely."

"Hmm, if we think about it carefully, since we're all memory cells, wouldn't that be a happy ending for the underworld?"

"Pah! Don't say such unlucky things."

Cang Xuan frowned, looking at his carefree younger sister, who still spoke without thinking.

"Ji Lin—she went to Shenzhou, saying she planned to take another look... Time flies so fast, thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye."

Danzhu said with some sadness.

"Isn't that exactly what you wanted? Seeing so many anime, novels, and games you haven't seen before... You must be having a blast fighting with Bronya, Kiana, and Xiaoshi every day..."

"Hmph, the seeds we planted have sprouted, can't our predecessors enjoy them?"

Danzhu, on the other hand, asserted with self-righteousness that it was her introduction that led to it, and... she had even paid for it!

only……

"You can't even afford a stipend for a PhD student? Where did you get the money from?" Cang Xuan glanced at the other person and complained.

"Hehe—" Danzhu stuck out her tongue; she was about to return to her old-fashioned cooking style…

Compared to Chi Yuan's pickling and farming, her hobby is clearly more promising!

Unfortunately... it's impossible to book Gretchen's paintings. Oh right, she's called the Art Teacher now.

...Who came up with that name? It always reminded her of the Inscription for Salvation, and a face suddenly popped into her mind: white hair, blue eyes, and a determined expression.

How about... we make a figurine of the other person next? There should be a lot of people who need it...

...

"Walk your path...become you?...Don't be ridiculous..."

Mebius stared at the spot where the other had disappeared, panting heavily as he spoke.

She used the floating box beside her to support herself and struggled to her feet.

There was not a trace of warmth in her eyes, unmoved by those words; she simply stared coldly at the other person through her downcast hair.

Cruel and cold-blooded, like a true cold-blooded creature.

"If you really are me... then you've really disappointed me."

"Unlimited choices...it's so pathetic, it's almost pitiful..."

"What I want to do... is to transcend infinity... to transcend all possibilities..."

Her eyes revealed something like ambition, along with a madness and arrogance that made her look down on everyone.

The other person's cowardly and submissive attitude...it's nothing like her at all!

"Your path... is merely one... insignificant one among many... nothing more..."

Klein looked at her with a sense of panic and confusion. She couldn't understand the current situation... or the meaning of the other person's words.

But Möbius was not satisfied with this. Looking at Klein's expression, she sneered.

Of course, she wouldn't be harsh on her; the other person was destined to walk hand in hand with her on the path to infinity... so she should also understand the shadows buried deep underground.

"Huh? What kind of look is that, Klein?"

Do you think... I'm exaggerating?

"Could it be... that her choice to die... was truly of her own volition?"

"What did you say....?"

Klein remained silent, as if she had realized something, but that was impossible.

At that time, the other party was just a memory entity; how could it be stronger than the real self? How could it have planted such a conspiracy?

"Hehe... It seems you really didn't realize it."

"Think back, when was the last time Klein came to Paradise to synchronize her memories?"

"..."

"It was just now, Alicia..."

"You...?! Could it be...?"