Simultaneous Transmigration: A Fateful Traveler's Journey Begins in Mystery

Now, he is probably considered one of the queens of the "Morion" species.

Although it sounds a bit strange, in fact, reproduction doesn't depend on gender. Once you have enough strength and status to split, you become the mother insect.

He also realized that at least in the Collapse Iron World, his survival was entirely due to the rewards from the God of Joy.

The fact that he, living in a mysterious world, was not discovered by the Outer God because of what was in his mind is likely also because of the mask.

It's unclear whether they were drawn to his status as an outsider, the amusement of him being human yet simultaneously a queen insect, or perhaps they wanted to see the amusement of other worlds through him.

In short, whatever the reason, he accepted the benefit.

As for whether Aha will be given a sufficiently interesting job...

Receiving a gift does not mean I accept it.

The inequality is solved instantly.

He's now a genuine "mother insect," a T0 version.

Unreasonable?

What happened?

However, while that is important, it is even more important to think about how to save the other version of yourself.

[Breeding] + [Pleasure].

Who knows, one day the world of Honkai Impact 3rd might just split itself apart.

It's not that it's impossible, though.

Moraine tapped her fingers lightly on the mask.

For a mysterious extraordinary being, attempting to physically traverse the universe is still too much of a stretch.

Most demigods cannot do this; the few who can are "apprentice" wanderers.

The Wanderers rely on the Astral Plane, and it's hard to say whether there is such a thing as the Astral Plane on the other side.

However, it seems there is a way to help another version of oneself out of a predicament while still at the demigod stage.

The one who seeks to uncover secrets.

Starting from Sequence Four, one can briefly become a spy who is half-human and half-data life.

He has a car, but he doesn't have the authority to use it.

So, what if he became a data life form?

By combining [breeding] and [pleasure], becoming a worm of data and a ghost of ether, one could easily modify the spaceship's permissions.

But even becoming a demigod takes a long time...

But that's the only way we can do it.

While Morion was deep in thought, the atmosphere in the cabin had been stirred to its limit by Triss.

Outside the cabin were thugs who robbed and killed people, while inside were ordinary crew members who refused to become beasts.

One by one, they picked up weapons, holding either the kitchen knives they had been given or wooden sticks they had taken from chairs.

"Friends, three days have passed, and their food should be almost gone."

"The time for our counterattack has come."

Triss held it up, encouraging them.

"Counterattack!" the crew shouted, raising their hands forcefully.

Quite by chance, at that moment a bolt of lightning struck from the sky, bringing with it a clap of thunder.

Although no lightning could be seen from the bottom of the cabin, the thunder surprisingly complemented Triss's speech quite well.

Moraine also raised her hand in agreement.

But he soon discovered that he did not actually speak Rune.

He can understand, but he can't speak.

So he mumbled out a few similar sounds and then put his hand down.

Suddenly, he noticed something was amiss.

When he realized he was wearing the mask of "Pleasure," some faint colored vapor appeared before his eyes.

However, describing it that way feels a bit low-class, so he prefers to assume it's a kind of "aura".

They drifted out from people and dissipated into the air.

Moraine, on the other hand, can choose whether or not to see them, and her view will not be obstructed as a result.

"This is……"

After thinking for a moment, he raised his right hand, which was covered in fluorescent patterns, and made a vague grasping motion in the air.

I managed to grab it, but it didn't feel real; it really felt like trying to grab a handful of water vapor.

Morion suddenly seemed to have a premonition and instinctively knew the names of these auras.

"Oh...it's the power of will."

This is willpower, desire, and emotion.

Morion didn't know how these things came about, but it seemed to be a product of the [Pleasure] destiny.

I want to live... I want to leave this place...

This is the power of will generated by the crew members inside the cabin.

The desire for pleasure... the desire to unleash the malice inherent in human nature without restraint...

This is the power of will generated by the rioters outside the cabin.

I want to live... I want to do whatever I want... I'm so hungry... I want to kill them... I'll stop at nothing...

Moraine reached out and grasped at the air, feeling as if she were grasping more and more power of will.

The mask he was wearing began to glow with a faint, colorful halo without his noticing, and the next moment, the emanating power of his will gathered in Morion's palm.

This is all the willpower that has filled the ship this week since the riots began.

Drawn to the mask, they did not disperse. Now, having finally come into contact with the mask's power, they were gathered in Morion's hands and quickly merged into his body.

Moraine's mood became even more cheerful at this moment.

No, it's not just about pleasure.

At that moment, Moraine felt like the happiest person in the world.

His lips unconsciously curled up, feeling a joy that came from the bottom of his heart.

Hehe~.

Feeling the rise and fall of the boat beneath him, he sensed that a downpour was imminent.

After all, the waves are ridiculously big right now, and you can hear the wind outside even through the walls.

Meanwhile, Triss's speech was coming to an end.

Everyone's emotions were aroused and reached their peak. As a seasoned "instigator," he immediately seized this opportunity.

"Everyone!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, "If you want to live, then fight your way out with me!"

As Triss chanted his slogans, the crew's will grew stronger and clearer.

Inside the cabin, the dissipating power of wishes was tinged with a hint of red.

Moraine remained seated, not joining them in chanting slogans.

But as he reached out his hand, he felt the pull of the power of the mask constantly drawing him together and flowing into his body.

"Ah..." He let out a soft "ah" sound.

This was a feeling of comfort he had never experienced before.

Chapter 4 Sea Monster

Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, Triss pushed aside the clutter blocking the door and unlocked the bolt.

Holding a dagger, he was the first to rush out.

Behind Triss was Captain Clover, holding a revolver.

Most of the ship's firearms were looted by the rioting mobs, and they left the crew with very few melee weapons as well.

Inspired by Triss, the crew members gradually lost their senses and lost most of their fear of the mob's weapons.

Morion, overwhelmed by a surge of willpower, stood up and followed everyone else out of the lower deck.

He felt lightheaded, as if he were drunk.

From various rooms in the ship's cabins, rioters heard the commotion outside and rushed out of the cabins with guns and knives.

The two groups met in the corridor.

Soon, chaos erupted in the corridors, rooms, restaurant, and deck.

Gunshots, shouts, and sounds of fighting.

Moraine was much slower, leaving the room last only after everyone else had rushed out.

He strode into the battlefield, slightly unsteady, without seeking cover or using his abilities to diminish his presence.

In an instant, people started to take notice of him.

boom!

A shot rang out.

A bullet flew toward Morion, who was making no attempt to cover himself.

He grinned, and a sudden spiritual awakening made him subconsciously turn his head to look at the bullet flying in from not far away.

Ordinary people's spirituality shouldn't have such abilities, but he did indeed achieve them.

For a moment, the bullet seemed to slow down in Morion's eyes, and he could see the spinning bullet approaching him.