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

The headmaster... how on earth did he come up with this plan amidst his busy schedule? It's simply outrageous.

This person is definitely not doing their job properly.

Su Qing'an temporarily set aside pondering this question.

After the boy opened the app that Theresa had sent him and selected a route, a strange interface popped up showing how far away the person he was supposed to meet was.

Although a helicopter came to pick them up, the interface was similar to that of a taxi hailing app.

Thirty minutes later, the two helicopters arrived.

Each helicopter can only accommodate one person, which, according to the staff, is for the sake of rational resource allocation.

Although it seemed completely illogical, Su Qing'an and Fu Hua still boarded the helicopters.

Su Qing'an certainly had the ability to take the driver's seat and drive himself, leaving Fu Hua in the back seat.

Whether it was because he didn't know the route or to accommodate the possible actions of Principal Theresa, the boy chose to cooperate by default.

As expected, Theresa did not disappoint Su Qing'an.

As expected of a school principal who has been single for over forty years, she managed to come up with such a bizarre and devilish route purely based on her experience playing galgames—a truly absurd reason.

When both helicopters arrived above the ancient town, Fu Hua's helicopter continued forward, while Su Qing'an's helicopter strangely hovered in the air, swaying for a long time as if trying to find the right angle.

Just as the boy had a bad feeling and was about to ask a question, the ground beneath his feet, along with the seat, disappeared.

Forced parachute jump.

Although Su Qing'an's life has been full of twists and turns, he has really never encountered this kind of exciting thing many times.

He finally understood why, even though the seatbelt was already fastened, the driver still asked several times whether the seatbelt was fastened securely.

Looking back now, it really has profound meaning.

With the boy's mental fortitude and physical instincts, he quickly adapted to the bizarre state of the parachute opening and gently falling after a high-speed fall.

However, as he was walking down the street, Su Qing'an, quite by chance, smashed a candied hawthorn stall on the roadside. Just as he was wondering how to explain the situation to the stall owner and discuss a compensation plan, while also worrying about the stares of passersby...

The stall owner put his arm around the boy's shoulder and beckoned to the photographer, who had been standing nearby, saying to him:

"Young man, your facial expression control is excellent."

"With both good looks and acting skills, you will have no place in the film and television industry of China in the future. I will not watch TV dramas anymore."

"Anyway, you did a great job. I'll give you an extra chicken leg for dinner tonight."

Then, amidst the curious gazes of passersby who were unaware of the situation, Su Qing'an was pulled into the teahouse by the stall owner. Her demeanor was exactly like that of a third-rate extra who had taken on a dangerous stunt role and was being promised a lucrative role by the director.

It wasn't until the uncle pulled him to the top floor of the teahouse and Su Qing'an explained it to him in detail that he understood that the helicopter's hovering in the air was indeed not meaningless.

It is on the coordinates.

In short, it's quite outrageous. According to the staff and the stall owner, Theresa has booked out the entire area for miles around.

No matter where Su Qing'an lands, as long as it's within this distance, it can create the illusion that it's actually a film shoot, allowing the boy to escape in a plausible way.

Su Qing'an finally understood why St. Freya Academy had such a large deficit every year. Given Theresa's extremely domineering way of spending money, it would be strange if it didn't have a deficit.

Su Qing'an herself naturally didn't understand that all the expenses of this vacation were reimbursed by Otto through Theresa, which was why she spent so recklessly.

Worldly wealth is just a number in the eyes of destiny.

If it weren't for the fact that this is China, and that it's backed by divine mandate, it wouldn't even require spending any money to create something even more outrageous than these.

Let's move on to the present.

Su Qing'an stared intently at the staff member who remained expressionless as he explained the game rules to him.

First of all, the game's core principle is very simple.

The task is to find Fu Hua, who is hiding, within a specified time, and take a photo with her on the walking marriage bridge in the ancient town.

The boy was already barely able to contain his urge to complain, and he said:

"Am I filming some weird variety show?"

The staff member said in a very serious tone:

"Mr. Su, our team will only provide some technical assistance when you take photos at the end. There will be no other shooting activities. Please rest assured."

"Our professional ethics is to be responsible to our clients."

This is undoubtedly a lie.

The ancient town is now filled with a vast network of cameras, all to track and film Su Qing'an's every move.

Just think about it; Theresa made a similar request at the Houmu Theme Park.

How could one possibly give up this enjoyable activity on the other routes?

As for the staff member's last sentence, it is clear that Principal Theresa, who paid the money, was the real customer, so theoretically he was not lying.

Su Qing'an gave up struggling and continued to ask:

"At least tell me some clues, otherwise there are only a few hours left until dusk."

"Theoretically, it would be impossible for me to find hua under such conditions."

A staff member handed Su Qing'an a piece of paper, and he nodded and said:

"Of course, Mr. Su. What you said is a very reasonable request."

"We've also made the necessary arrangements. For every task you complete, we'll provide you with a clue about where Miss Fu Hua is."

"If you are confident that you can guess her location based on the first few clues, then you can go there at any time to confirm whether your guess is correct."

The boy picked up the paper and looked at the information on it.

Find the three hidden copper coins in the teahouse and place them inside the second-to-last pentagonal doll on the left in shop number 589. A slip of paper will then pop out, revealing the next clue.

Su Qing'an let out a helpless sigh.

Headmaster, are you really playing a visual novel or some old-fashioned RPG?

The idea of ​​collecting materials step by step to assemble the holy sword and find the Demon King is just too ridiculous.

The staff explained:

"The first clue and the hints for the next clue are all on that piece of paper. If Mr. Su has nothing else to do, we can consider starting the game."

Su Qing'an said:

"Please give me a map, I'm leaving."

The staff member, as if anticipating his arrival, thoughtfully handed him a map and asked:

"Mr. Su, don't you plan to find the copper coins first? That doll is made of alloy and is specifically designed to withstand violent demolition methods."

"Unless you use special tools to carefully cut it open, but even that would waste a lot of time, it's better to just follow the rules of the game."

Su Qing'an took the map, then stood up, picked up a bamboo chopstick, lightly tapped it on the table, glanced at him, and said casually:

“I will cut open that shop if necessary.”

After saying that, he turned and left.

The table was split in two, leaving the staff, whose worldviews had been shattered, staring wistfully at the boy's retreating figure.

After Su Qing'an had walked away, the stall owner sighed:

"I never imagined that such martial arts existed in the world, especially from such a young person."

He looked at the smooth, blade-like cut on the table with a complicated expression, and analyzed it carefully:

"Could this be the legendary disciple of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, and this game was orchestrated by Mr. Su's sect to make him sever his emotional ties by creating such a difficult task?"

"The goal was to discourage him and make him retreat to the sect to practice his skills properly."

But then the man's mind raced, and he seemed to understand something.

With eyes that seemed to see through everything, he looked towards the distant mountains and sighed:

"That's probably what you're thinking, isn't it? That's why you're so irritable."

"But young man, your sect has kept up with the times. If you haven't found all the clues by the time the deadline is approaching, we will naturally tell you where the girl is."

"Perhaps this is a test that is destined to have an outcome."

Putting aside for now, the cringeworthy remarks made by this middle-aged man whose mind is filled with martial arts novels.

Ten minutes later, Su Qing'an, expressionless, used chopsticks to cut open the surface of the so-called alloy doll under the bewildered gaze of the shop owner and took out the note inside.

[By the lake.]

This clue is practically useless. This ancient town is located in a water town area, and while there are many buildings not on the lake, there are even more built along the river. Therefore, we can only roughly narrow down the scope.

It seems we must continue searching for the next clue.

Su Qing'an turned the paper over and looked at the prompt.

[Obtain the copper ring from the eaves of shop number 681. Then, walk 58 steps straight ahead, turn left, and walk straight for 72 steps... Finally, take the ring to shop number 912 and find the corresponding doll to retrieve the note.]

Principal, are you using nesting dolls?

After several identical operations, even with Su Qing'an's abilities, he still used the methods of [momentum] and manipulating Honkai energy.

For example, he used a clever trick to throw the people in the shop out, and then used a chopstick to cut all the puppets in half.

After paying a six-figure sum of RMB to resolve all the disputes without hesitation, Su Qing'an experienced for the first time the subtle feeling of squandering her parents' inheritance.

He immediately looked at the last piece of information in his hand.

[Lugu Lake, the Walking Marriage Bridge.]

...Isn't this the place to complete the mission?

Then what was the point of all this searching? Just as Su Qing'an was feeling confused, he noticed some writing on the back.

[The temple fair next door.]

Ten minutes later.

Su Qing'an looked at the bustling crowds and countless lively stalls and shops, and muttered to himself indifferently:

"When we get back, I'll give all the Houmu comics that the headmaster hid to Himeko-nee."

Just as the boy was thinking of such a vicious way to get revenge, the communicator in his pocket rang.