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

To try to confront a hopeless reality with limited abilities is the most foolish thing to do.

Su Qing'an is a half-baked expert.

He would run away without hesitation or guilt, yet he would risk his life to find the only remaining remains of that girl.

Yuno Sato is special.

If one had to describe it, the girl's survival was like embodying a desire of the boy.

I don't want to lose to the gods, I don't want to lose to the Honkai, I don't want to be unable to do anything but run away.

Sato Yuno proved that Su Qing'an did not lose.

She proved that Su Qing'an was not entirely useless.

This is very important, so important that it easily surpasses a thousand words of comfort.

It was as if in a cold, steel city, a penniless boy brought home a kitten.

In order to find a replacement for the soaking wet cardboard box to shelter the cat from the wind and rain, he picked up the umbrella he had previously discarded.

And so the journey home naturally became less windy and rainy, and incredibly warm.

And the name of that stray cat is Sato Yuno.

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This is a pre-civilization era, and Su Qing'an clearly understands this reality.

Even though this Sato Yuno has the exact same soul and appearance as the girl he used to know.

Even if they are the same person.

But he had still lost many reasons to risk his life to save her.

But he still came.

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By the time Su Qing'an arrived at the dormitory building, the Third Herald was already unhappy about the size of his underwear.

The boy stared at the empty space and fell silent.

An unprecedented unease and a sense of crisis born from the outbreak of collapse mixed together to create a pent-up emotion.

Su Qing'an stretched out her finger and ran it through the air. Tiny particles of Honkai energy brushed indifferently against her skin, giving her a strange, tingling sensation.

Is it the toxin from Yuno?

wrong.

Such toxins are, in a sense, magical phenomena created by using Honkai energy with power, and their specific effects are conveyed through the materialized phenomenon.

But that's not the case now; this tingling sensation penetrates the skin directly through pure destructive energy.

The boy murmured softly:

"Such violent Honkai energy."

"The powers that Yuno has been granted as a pseudo-Herrscher this time seem to be completely different in nature from those she has before."

Although no one stipulates that the same person becoming a pseudo-Herrscher will necessarily have the same powers, Su Qing'an still felt something was wrong with this anomaly.

In his initial understanding, power should not be something so trivial.

It changes randomly, like a gacha game, and doesn't meet my expectations at all.

But that's probably the reality now.

Su Qing'an currently only has the information that "we cannot use past information to fight against the other side".

The rest were completely baffled.

At least it seems she has already left. Now, even if it's not to pull Sato Yuno herself out of the control of the broken consciousness, Su Qing'an must be responsible for the safety of the others.

The pseudo-heroes whose exact whereabouts cannot be confirmed are far too dangerous.

If the other rescue forces arrive early and happen to encounter the enemy, Su Qing'an will find it difficult to handle the situation regardless of which side suffers casualties.

Therefore, finding the other party as soon as possible is the top priority right now.

70. Fu Hua's entanglements.

This is the thirtieth minute since Su Qing'an left the underground shelter.

Perhaps only after that person truly left did Fu Hua truly begin to face this cruel reality.

Su Qing'an doesn't need to do anything; just knowing that he's by her side is enough to make Fu Hua feel at ease.

After being deprived of this sense of security, their true emotions once again surged forth through this gap.

So that's how scared I am.

In a daze, she clenched her slender fingers into a fist, but she still couldn't stop trembling.

So that's how sad I am...

Heart pain, a surge of sorrow welling up in my chest.

The girl felt a sense of powerlessness spreading through her limbs, recalled past scenes, and understood the profound pain of her current situation.

I feel a bit resentful. Why did it turn out like this?

Even though she understands that real-life tragedies often don't need a logical reason, Fu Hua still can't help but find it absurd and ridiculous.

She felt as if she were stepping on a ball of cotton that was constantly sinking, a soft and endless trap that captured her will, crushing her whole being in that tense abyss from which there was no return.

It was as if all her emotions had drifted away from her body along with her restless senses, and as a result, she would never get a correct answer.

2 month 9 day.

The girl muttered the date in a daze.

"November 2."

This is her birthday.

And less than two weeks after my birthday, the world has already turned upside down.

The wishes I made were trampled on so cruelly that I had nothing left.

But the stars that night were so bright, and the candlelight illuminated everyone's smiling faces; everything felt so warm.

At that time, she thought that perhaps wishes don't necessarily have to be fulfilled.

As long as life can continue as it is now, that's already very good.

In the blink of an eye, Fu Hua blew out the candle, and the stars and candlelight fell and vanished together.

The girl's world suddenly went dark. She looked at the large amount of dust gathering like clouds in the sky and found that the stars were indeed gone.

It felt like I was having a very, very long dream, but the dream was so long that it seemed bizarre and fantastical.

Fu Hua looked at Seele, who was standing close to her.

She closed her eyes, her youthful face showing no panic or unease, but simply waiting quietly.

The little girl seemed far more mature than me in this respect; she showed no fear or sadness from beginning to end, as if she had long been accustomed to it.

What kind of life did Seele lead in the past?

This unsolved mystery was a forbidden zone, so she never intended to inquire about it.

But at least Fu Hua understands one thing: those must have been very tough days.

Carol and Shigure Kira stopped talking.

They silently gazed at every corner of the shelter, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

Unlike her, who only had her father to worry about.

For the two of them, the loss of precious things from this calamity far outweighs the loss of everything else.

Their previous experience of being chased by monsters also led to a change in their mindset. Compared to themselves, who had always been under each other's wings, the two of them were probably more able to understand the meaning of the word "calamity".

The terror of life and death was like a baptism, and it was precisely this kind of stimulation that allowed the two of them to endure the torment of waiting slowly and having wild thoughts.

Fu Hua suddenly realized that even if Master Su believed he was capable of protecting others,

But of these four people, the one who is most vulnerable psychologically is himself.

She moved her lips, wanting to say something to ease the tension, just like Carol had done in the car—not touching on the present or the past, just making some harmless jokes.

But the words stuck in her throat; she couldn't do it.

The girl is still clumsy with words.

She hugged her knees, buried her head in her legs, and ultimately couldn't bring herself to speak.

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The cracked illusion revealed a scene as cold and sharp as a knife, as if mocking Fu Hua's naivety and innocence.

These qualities that Su Qing'an cherishes are precisely the things that this world does not allow to exist.

He couldn't bear to witness the girl removing these things.

But I had to let go and try to let her face some things on her own.

Even without the Sato Yuno incident, Su Qing'an would have found a reason to stay away from Fu Hua for a while.

The Taixu Sword Qi is a powerful weapon that Fu Hua can use to defend herself, but the special nature of the sword heart makes this weapon both tough and fragile.

If the opponent's will is not strong enough, it would not be surprising if Fu Hua's sword heart were to shatter at any time due to some accident in this cruel era.

And there is another reason that is also related to it.

The Realm of Still Water is a realm that Fu Hua directly entered thanks to her natural talent. Theoretically, even the realm above it, Dustless, is just a thin veil for her.

Or to put it bluntly, after these months of accumulation, she had long since broken through to the realm of dustlessness.