Regarding the question of whether one thousand lives are enough to beat Honkai Impact 3rd.

Su Qing'an looked at the only remaining piece of paper in the file folder containing her identity information and said:

"This must be your identity, Hua."

Fu Hua took the invitation and glanced at it. The text on it was all written in German. Theoretically, both of them had the appearance of Chinese people, so it was really a bit inconsiderate to set them up as foreign young ladies.

Su Qing'an finished glancing at the papers in his hand and said:

"According to the above settings, Anastasia is of mixed Chinese and Russian descent, with an appearance more like that of a Chinese person. The issue of eye color should be fine if she can cover it up with colored contact lenses. The invitation above indicates that you can bring a waiter. Hmm, it seems that this is the role I need to play."

Fu Hua took the paper from the boy's hand, glanced at it briefly, and said:

"Anastasia came to this auction to find a cure for her incurable leg ailment. Given her background, she has been unable to walk for a long time, so the person playing this role will spend most of the time of this mission in a wheelchair."

Wraith thoughtfully provided a wheelchair, indicating that there was no need to worry about logistical issues. She said:

"I've already prepared the outfits for you. The young lady and butler setting is old-fashioned and lacks originality, but it seems like it would be quite interesting on you."

Wraith smiled and nodded to herself, observing the two who were completely ignoring her and were discussing the details of the mission in an orderly manner. The way their eyes darted around was just like an old lady at the entrance of a residential area, watching young couples pass by, her expression always carrying a meaningful and enthusiastic air.

Fu Hua said:

"The mandate of Destiny is to reclaim some weapons powered by Honkai energy. This auction is suspected to be backed by other forces to make money. It hasn't been around for long and it seems to be a quick cash grab."

Su Qing'an pointed to a sentence on the invitation.

It was written in German.

Here you will find what you are looking for, dear Miss Anastasia.

he asked:

"So the above slogan is fake?"

Fu Hua thought for a moment and replied:

"It's fake. Even within Schicksal, there isn't a reagent that can cure any kind of intractable disease so easily, unless this auction itself was prepared for Anastasia."

"But this doesn't make sense. If it's a quick cash grab, such a complicated process wouldn't be in the other party's interest. So, the most likely explanation is that it's just a scam."

"This auction house must have contacted many wealthy families like Anastasia's, who have physical defects but lack access to detailed Honkai knowledge. After doing their intelligence work, they cast a wide net, and naturally, many people will fall for it."

Su Qing'an frowned and said:

“However, in families that are generally wealthy, it is rare for someone to simply believe what the other party says, attend the auction, and obediently spend a lot of money on shopping.”

"Simply put, the other party is a newly opened auction house, and its reputation is not enough to fool a fool."

Fu Hua smiled and said:

"Regarding this issue, I believe the people at the auction will give us enough reasons to trust them."

Su Qing'an understood, and he said:

"They will advertise."

The girl nodded and said:

"Yes, in addition to this invitation, the real Anastasia should have also received an advertisement that made her have no choice but to believe, or rather, be willing enough to believe in its authenticity."

"And this advertisement will likely reappear at the auction after we arrive; otherwise, how could it entice the wealthy to spend lavishly?"

Su Qing'an confirmed some information in the other party's words, and he asked:

"Hua, you mean Anastasia is a real person?"

Fu Hua gave an affirmative answer, saying:

"Destiny will not leave any loopholes in the logistics for those who carry out the mission, and the least likely way to leave a loophole is to obtain a real invitation. If I am not mistaken, the real Anastasia should have become a training mission for other B-rank Valkyries."

Su Qing'an nodded:

"Your mission is to keep an eye on her and keep the news under wraps, right?"

Fu Hua confirmed:

"That's roughly it, so theoretically we don't need to worry about our identities being exposed."

Su Qing'an offered his opinion:

"What about the difference in appearance? Theoretically, Anastasia is no small client for the auction house."

"According to the information, her family has been in business for generations and has a huge amount of liquid funds at any time. In addition, she is very much loved by her family. If they really believe that Anastasia's legs can be cured, it is not impossible for them to spend tens of millions of dollars."

"It's hard to find a sucker of this caliber, so while she might not be the most important client, she's definitely on the key list. The other party should know her appearance very well."

Fu Hua said:

"The logistics department won't cause us unnecessary and meaningless trouble. If impersonating Anastasia requires a lot of factors, it's better to find someone whose assets just meet the threshold for being scammed to use as an identity. That way, it won't attract attention and it'll be more convenient."

"But the logistics department didn't do that. Instead, they assigned this identity, which means that the other party didn't know Anastasia's appearance."

"Did you notice something in the message? This young lady has mild depression, autism, and social anxiety symptoms. This may be the reason why the other party doesn't know her appearance. Anastasia should rarely appear in public."

"It's not difficult to know what she looks like, but with the other side's strategy of casting a wide net, it would be a waste of time to investigate every bit of information at each baiting point, because the other side has no idea who will take the bait."

"And your identity is also marked with information. Theoretically, you don't need to give us any more information if you bring just anyone, but since we have, it means it's useful."

"I understand."

Su Qing'an understood Fu Hua's meaning. If Anastasia was autistic and socially anxious, then it would be impossible for her to attend the auction alone. It would be logical for her to come with someone she trusted.

So this butler is also real. Perhaps, as Wraith said, this is a real-life couple of a young lady and her butler.

Built on the other party's makeshift platform, this series of logical chains forms a flawless disguise.

The logistics department was incredibly thoughtful, but Fu Hua, who saw through the other party's intentions almost immediately and went straight to the heart of the matter, possessed a keen judgment and intelligence that Su Qing'an had never discovered before.

Fu Hua glanced at Wraith, who was smiling beside her, and said seriously:

“Su Qing’an, the CIA of Destiny is responsible for the logistics of mission information. Wraith and her colleagues are very meticulous and demanding in all information. So under normal circumstances, Valkyrie can complete the mission without having to think and just follow the advice of the logistics department.”

"But not relying too much on all information is also a part of the trade-off, so you need to learn to strike a balance between trust and skepticism."

She gazed at the boy who was listening attentively, and thought to herself that he still needed to grow.

Su Qing'an has seen too few things, and his lack of experience will sooner or later become something he will have to deliberately make up for.

But this doesn't mean that Su Qing'an isn't outstanding in Fu Hua's eyes; on the contrary, she admires this young man very much.

In just six months, his life of the past ten years or so was completely overturned, dragged from peaceful times to his current miserable state.

He must face the fate of his body being gradually eroded and broken down alone for the rest of his life, but even Su Qing'an cannot discover the dark side in the boy's heart during their daily life together.

Faced with this endless despair and the pain that seeped into her bones in the dead of night, Su Qing'an's way of coping always seemed to be that indifferent attitude.

No one can see into his heart, not even his closest friends.

Fu Hua herself had experienced the feeling of the world being turned upside down before. Although her memory was gone, the lingering fear from her naive self seemed to leave a faint, smoky imprint.

Therefore, she could understand that Su Qing'an was very strong, unlike herself, who had gradually become resilient only through the tempering of time.

This boy seems to have an innate resilience. Even though he is far from mature yet, it doesn't matter. Take it slow. Before the final time comes, I can still teach him some things.

These thoughts flashed through Fu Hua's mind in an instant, but she felt a sense of bewilderment and confusion.

When exactly was it?

I... have started to care about the person in front of me.

Aside from the initial sense of familiarity that led to a slight intimacy, our relationship naturally progressed to its current state.

There was a suitable distance between them, and the subtle firelight seemed to convey a faint warmth from a distant place.

We can always move forward, and we can always drift further away.

The invisible wall between our hearts is perhaps the reason why we find it difficult to open them up...

She stopped her thoughts there and said:

"Alright, that's enough of the lecturing."

"Let's scout the location first. The footwork you learned from Rita should be perfect for this. Once we've confirmed the situation, we can go straight in and carry out the mission."

Wraith said quietly:

"He also has the ability to influence machine surveillance. Perhaps the codename Wraith is more suitable for him than for me to the enemy."

Fu Hua was not surprised by this. She was the first to know about Su Qing'an's new skill, and she had already been surprised. Now, she was completely unmoved by it and even wanted to laugh at Wraith, who seemed to be suffering.

Su Qing'an nodded and looked at Wraith, asking:

"We're not very close to the mission location. Is there any transportation available to assist us?"

Upon hearing this, Wraith's appearance changed. Almost in the blink of an eye, she transformed from a charming waitress into a much taller man. She took out a pair of sunglasses from behind the counter, put them on, and said with a deep laugh:

"Of course, the logistics department exists to solve these scattered details."

"Come with me."

116. I'll try my best... so you won't be sad.

The auction was held in a remote suburb where a period of collapse had occurred, causing casualties, and the area has become increasingly sparsely populated since then.

Due to the sparse population and economic recession, the security measures implemented by the government here are barely adequate and are not given much importance.

This has led to many hyena-like characters gravitating towards such places. As time goes by, ordinary people gradually drift away, leaving behind mostly those involved in certain events.

This is one of the gray areas of this country.

Unless something major goes wrong, those in power will choose to turn a blind eye.

It's fair to say that this location is quite suitable for an auction that was already considered abnormal in its nature.

The two had been there for over an hour. After dropping them off nearby, Wraith waited in the vicinity, preparing for their next trip to the auction.

Otherwise, it would be too undignified for a rich heiress worth hundreds of millions to be pushed to the auction in a wheelchair.

It is now 2:34 PM.

The site visit went very smoothly.

The process was so simple that it was exactly what the two of them expected.

Su Qing'an entered the building directly in front of the security personnel. Compared to Rita's stealth skills, his level was now even more fantastical. He made such a terrifying maneuver as to move through the crowds and into the subconscious of everyone present, as natural as the wind blowing around a street corner.

This technique is beyond the realm of common sense for ordinary people.