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

"Why can't it be done all at once?"

"Is this the future adults want, where everyone lives with hope as they face an inevitable death?"

The world began to split the moment the words left his mouth.

Fragmented senses suddenly flooded her entire body in the instant of her fluctuating emotions. This strange feeling, as if her whole body was slowly falling apart, made Seele stare blankly.

Quantum state.

She instinctively understood that this was a sign that she was about to return to the Sea of ​​Quanta for a long journey.

Is that dark, desolate, and terrifying place... my future?

33. That kind of future is not the future I want.

The girl's slender body seemed to be submerged in an invisible and colorless ocean. In the fleeting moment, her tears fell like pearls, as if left behind by a mermaid in legend.

It was as if someone was holding an eraser, trying to wipe Seele's existence from this world. This familiar scene made Su Qing'an feel very uncomfortable.

cold.

The boy seemed to be witnessing once again the scene of that child withering into cherry blossoms. The double superposition of the past and the present caused an uncontrollable surge of sorrow, making his Adam's apple bob involuntarily.

Su Qing'an's eyes darkened slightly, yet they seemed to be burning fiercely, fueled by something.

I haven't answered your question yet.

So before that, anything that wants to take you away should ask me first out of courtesy.

Martial intent, following the ebb and flow of emotions, descended upon this place with a vast and unwavering will.

In the brief moment when pure spiritual will swept through like a storm, the life of the entire apartment building seemed to be frozen in time, and thought stopped for a second.

not enough.

If using martial intent before was like blowing a gust of wind to gently lift something that was already on the verge of collapse, then the power of the Sea of ​​Quanta is no longer as weak as it once was.

An unbreakable barrier shuts everything out, rendering martial intent meaningless.

Having experienced previous successes, Su Qing'an understood that only the unique nature of the soul could shake this mysterious force.

Now he needs a more subtle, direct, and domineering way of using the essence of the soul.

And it has to be fast.

The boy's intuition told him that once Seele disappeared from his sight, there would be no chance to see her again.

It would be a reasonable outcome if she were to be taken to an unknown region again and taken away by the original organization for further research.

Therefore, it must disappear faster than her.

It can be done.

Or rather, it's unacceptable not to do it.

Despite his reluctance to see a similar outcome, the boy's ever-increasing control over the essence of his soul eventually led to a breakthrough.

In the brief moment the flames burned in his eyes, emotions resonated like waves, and the essence of his soul also began to burn grandly.

In a daze, Su Qing'an reached out her hand to the girl who was now mostly transparent.

Oh, so that's how it's used.

As memories surface, the sorrow and pain that surge into my heart melt into fuel for burning.

In the brief moment of mental blankness, the boy's fingertips touched the barrier.

Here, the flame of the soul consumed the droplets of the quantum sea.

Su Qing'an grabbed Xi'er's wrist. Ignoring the confusion lingering in his mind, he suppressed the weariness that came from his very soul and answered earnestly:

"I don't know if that's the future they want."

"But that's not the future I want."

In the fraction of a second that those words touched her ears and struck her heart, Seele looked at the boy's expression and the slowly dying embers in his eyes, and suddenly understood so much.

So... there really are idiots like that.

This is truly incomprehensible...

Seele felt the warmth of the other person's fingertips touching her skin, like the warmth of early spring melting away the ice and snow, which miraculously soothed her turbulent emotions.

Just as she was wondering what to do and how to respond to Su Qing'an, the force that had been pulling her wrist disappeared, her fingers no longer touched her skin, and that warmth separated them.

She looked up in bewilderment, and the image vividly flashed into her mind.

His dark pupils lost focus, and before he lost consciousness, he let go of his hand, allowing his body to fall to the ground.

The unexpected cost of exploiting the essence of the soul caught Su Qing'an off guard. His hard-won will was like a fortress built on the ground, and with the change in its foundation, he could only helplessly fall into a predicament.

However, such changes were negligible due to the limitations of his physical exertion; physiologically speaking, he was simply asleep.

Hearing Su Qing'an's steady breathing, the girl calmed her uneasy heart a little. After thinking for a while, she decided to squat down next to him.

Looking at Su Qing'an's sleeping face, Xi'er covered her small hand with her sleeve and carefully poked his soft cheek with her fingertips through the fabric.

The delicate touch made the little girl linger.

I hope everything is alright.

She thought for a moment, then rested her head on the boy's chest, listening to the sound of his blood flowing and his heart beating.

She doesn't seem to be sick, so why did she faint?

Is it because the force that pulls oneself out of the quantum state expended some cost or effort?

The scent emanating from her thin shirt made her nostrils twitch slightly; it was a fresh, bright citrus scent that gradually transitioned into a subtle minty aroma.

But in Seele's mind, the only conclusion she could draw was that it smelled very good.

My brain was immersed in this hazy, intoxicating scent, and a drowsy state slowly blurred my consciousness.

Having already not had enough sleep, Seele became even more drowsy after experiencing the entry and exit of the quantum state. Her weak will and lack of aversion to the "pillow" made her even more sleepy.

The sound of her heartbeat in her chest was like a lullaby, soothing her to sleep. The girl blinked in a daze, and finally her eyelids closed completely...

The only sound in the apartment, besides breathing, was the still-warm breeze. A little girl in dinosaur pajamas slept in the boy's arms, her tail trailing on the floor, looking adorable.

Somewhat incongruous with her well-behaved and adorable face, her little head would occasionally shift unconsciously, making it appear as if she was rubbing her cheek against the boy's chest from time to time.

The girl's hair was loose on her white shirt, and as she moved her head, the dark blue color under the light transformed into a completely different kind of beauty.

Seele hadn't drifted off to sleep so peacefully in a very long time.

Perhaps this sense of security only came when she knew nothing and thought that sugar was simply sugar.

……

……

At this moment, Fu Hua, who was in the same school, was sitting on her bed in the dormitory. Her roommate was staring at her slightly uncomfortable fair face with a mischievous and cunning look.

Her roommate leaned closer and whispered to her:

"Xiao Hua, are you the legendary ultimate 'social butterfly' who comes to school with a boyfriend by default?"

Fu Hua withdrew her gaze from the night view outside the window. She gently touched her roommate's freshly showered, rosy cheek with her small hand to stop their intimate behavior, and said softly with a hint of helplessness:

"I'm really not in a relationship."

Ignoring the little girl's dejected and bored face after hearing this, Fu Hua glanced at her phone, which hadn't replied yet, and muttered:

"Boyfriend or something...that's not me."

……

……

When Su Qing'an woke up, it was already the morning of the next day. Before he could even think about how his body, which had been lying on the cold floor all night, felt, the object on his chest that looked like a living thing made his face show a strange expression.

What happened yesterday?

The depletion of his soul essence manifested in Su Qing'an as a side effect, much like a blackout from being drunk.

Without time to ponder what had happened, the boy followed the weight and saw the familiar little dinosaur hat.

As a trace of memory recollection, all sorts of details from yesterday re-fill the brain.

He retrieved Seele and yesterday used a novel method of utilizing the essence of her soul to bring her back to the real world.

Therefore, Su Qing'an also understood the price that must be paid to truly utilize the essence of the soul.

[Soul Essence: 70 (78)]

Even after a night's rest, I still haven't fully recovered my mental state.

At the same time, there is that most crucial factor...

The boy picked up the girl and put her back on the bed.

The child should not experience the same problem again in the short term.

Hopefully, this experience didn't frighten her.

Even though she had long understood that there was no absolute fairness in this world, Su Qing'an still found it difficult to remain unmoved by the suffering inflicted on the girl.

Is this humanity's original sin, or a tragedy born from the collapse and oppression?

Su Qing'an couldn't figure these things out, and he had no intention of getting entangled in thinking about them for the time being. He gazed at Xi'er's sleeping face for a while.

At least... whatever the answer may be, and regardless of whether the result is right or wrong.

During the time Su Qing'an took in the child, she would not stand idly by and do nothing about her safety.

He sat alone on the sofa in the living room and turned on the TV.

As Su Qing'an listened to the news clips being broadcast, she simultaneously entered a meditative state.

The boy began to recall the scene that should have made him feel sad.

But inside, there was only a deathly emptiness.

There was nothing wrong with the memory itself; the final battle in the Sacred Mark Space was successfully recreated in his consciousness, frame by frame, with clear images.

The scene of Lin withering and dying, turning into cherry blossoms, is clearly vivid in my mind, but looking at this past scene, Su Qing'an is like a passerby who is completely independent of it.