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

Himeko said:

"So, I kept this matter a secret."

"The person above is already dead without any surprise. Theoretically, it might not be unreasonable to let him stay outside to recuperate, but it's better to stay here as a precaution."

Fu Hua pressed her palm against the metal shell of the medical pod, just like Seele's, and asked:

"When will Master Su wake up?"

Himeko responded:

"Su Qing'an's physical qualities are extraordinary. His recovery ability is on a completely different level from that of normal people. At the same time, he seems to be able to subconsciously control every nerve in his body to promote the recovery of injuries."

"So if we're talking purely about miscellaneous physical injuries, it takes about a month to recover."

"But before he fell into a coma, he deliberately said that he would sleep for a long time. I suspect that the effort he expended in this battle was far more than it appeared on the surface. The data displayed by the instruments also showed that he was in a state of extreme mental depression."

"Based solely on the current rate of increase, Su Qing'an's time to regain consciousness will far exceed the time required for his body to recover."

Fu Hua said softly:

"How long would that take?"

Himeko was silent for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and then replied:

"If the data in this area doesn't change, it will take at least eight months."

Fu Hua and Seele stared at each other for a while, then both were stunned for a moment.

Eight months.

In this brutal world of collapse and a life-or-death struggle between humanity and the world, eight months is enough to change too many things.

The number of people affected by the first signs of the third Honkai Impact 3rd eruption did not exceed this number, which gives you an idea of ​​how long that period of time was.

This means that when Su Qing'an wakes up, the world he faces may be completely different. It may be a bizarre apocalypse that has become an endless wasteland, or it may continue to maintain the current status quo, only more tragic.

At this moment, Fu Hua felt something far deeper and more profound than the loneliness and sadness of not seeing the other person for a long time.

She needs to shed this naivety and weakness.

She wants to become far stronger than Master Su, who is already so strong.

During these long eight months, he had to surpass Su Qing'an, who had already fallen into a deep sleep, and try to reach a level that even Su Qing'an himself had never reached.

That's the only way.

Only in this way can Fu Hua be qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with the other party and even protect them.

And for this, she will spare no expense.

The girl took a deep breath and looked at the woman earnestly, saying:

"I want to join the Moths of Fire."

Without doing this, one cannot understand the immense weight that a young person carries on their shoulders.

Without doing so, one cannot find the way to hone one's swordsmanship and learn how to fight.

Himeko responded:

"This is something I expected. You and Seele will both be joining the logistics department of the Fifth Squad."

Fu Hua shook her head; she rejected the proposal.

"Seele is going into logistics; I'm going to fight."

Himeko sighed and uttered a helpless lie:

"...You're not suited to be a soldier, little girl."

The girl remained unmoved and said:

"No one is born a qualified soldier."

The woman stared directly into those resolute blue eyes, her expression turning solemn:

“While Su Qing’an is in a coma, I have to be responsible for the people he cares about. So until I think you are qualified, all your combat and missions will be with me.”

Fu Hua nodded and said:

"Please guide me, Captain."

Seele Flair watched this scene in silence, and all she could do at the moment was to wait in the safe rear with hope in her heart.

But... it won't always be like this.

She gazed at the medical pod, her deep blue eyes profound and indifferent.

Seele Voller will achieve the ending she desires in her own way.

83. Fu Xiuran was safe and sound.

The hospital's underground space was the safest place Himeko could find, and to ensure its seclusion, staying there for too long was not a good idea.

As the captain of the fifth squad of the Fire Moth, Himeko's every move is magnified in the eyes of those with ulterior motives during this special period.

So to avoid giving herself away, Himeko had already made a point of visiting the survivors in the other hospitals beforehand, and she would make another trip to the other hospitals in the next few days.

As for the reason for going to the hospital so frequently?

Given the high casualty rate among the Moth Chaser personnel, it is quite reasonable to visit these wounded soldiers who are qualified to survive in the Honkai environment, taking into account the factors of considering new recruits.

In fact, Himeko had been paying attention to this matter.

Even with a perfectly valid reason, staying in a hospital for an extended period of time inevitably raises suspicions.

Therefore, leaving sooner is the better choice.

After witnessing firsthand how the steel-reinforced door bolts fit together perfectly without leaving a single gap, she led the two back more than ten meters, pulled out a virtual screen with one hand, and used her five fingers to input precise keystrokes at a dazzling speed to issue subsequent commands.

Ten meters ahead, several uniformly sized metal plates slowly twisted together like gears to form a complete portal in the passageway. They silently descended and completely occupied the space in front of them, concealing any unnecessary openings.

The final layer of camouflage, identical to the surrounding rock surface, covered it, making it impossible to detect any hidden secrets from the outside.

It's hard to imagine how Himeko managed to find such a strange place in such a short time.

This place is less like an underground warehouse for a private hospital and more like a large base.

Based on the numerous old firearms and ancient vehicles that Seele and Fu Hua had inadvertently seen when they passed through the upper floors, which were basically non-repeating, they had reason to suspect that this place, which resembled a base, was actually a large toy storehouse that Himeko used to satisfy her hobbies.

This private hospital is a facade to conceal the captain's aloof exterior... well, these hobbies involving guns, ammunition, and sports cars don't actually contradict a woman's style, so theoretically there's nothing to hide.

The woman glanced at the two men's lost and slightly dazed expressions, and said softly:

"This place is far from the upper level and has a good soundproofing layer, so even if part of this level is completely destroyed, it will not attract attention."

Himeko's vibrant red hair shone brightly in the dim light as she announced her decision:

"So, in five minutes, only we in the world will know this news."

Fu Hua suppressed her emotions, her voice becoming somewhat hoarse:

"After that, no one will be able to see him again until Master Su walks out of that medical chamber on his own."

Himeko continued, expressionless:

“A medical pod that connects to any database would be a fatal flaw, and the remote terminal that monitors his health data also carries a great risk.”

Seele said softly:

"So after that, we won't know even the most basic information."

"I want to know, if my brother wakes up before we know it, will he be able to go out?"

Himeko's lips curved slightly, and a rare smile flickered in her amber eyes. She turned and walked towards the path of departure, saying softly:

“The Demon King will not be killed by the traps in the Demon King's Castle, Seele.”

"Alright, let's go now."

"He will wake up sooner or later; until then, you just need to wait patiently."

This cautious action is reminiscent of a devout saint sealing away an immortal demon.

But in Himeko's eyes, this was a meaningless cover-up, like putting a small combination lock in a safe to make a thief give up.

These are all meaningless defenses that will vanish without a trace after a single blow.

If the authorities have indeed located Su Qing'an's approximate location and are determined to kill him, then all this internal cover-up is completely unnecessary and superfluous.

Himeko's real reason for doing this was that she needed to use this incident to increase its impact, so that the two girls would no longer have the opportunity to worry about it before Su Qing'an woke up.

This provides the necessary stimulation, making it easier to foster mental growth.

While both Seele and Fu Hua may have noticed the loopholes in each other's words, when it came to Su Qing'an's safety, they were willing to accept even a thin layer of paper behind the steel plate, which was of no use.

The group stepped into the old and cramped elevator, and the swaying sound immediately filled their ears, making them wonder if the elevator's cable was still worn out and its lifespan could meet the standard.

Everything here truly has an ancient feel of hundreds of years ago, and even the dust in the air smells of decay.

Soon, the landslide that Himeko set up would bury part of the area, making it look even more dilapidated. If this really was this woman's toy storehouse, then perhaps she didn't have very high standards for aesthetics in this regard.

The woman looked at the message coming through the communicator, a complex expression on her face. After hesitating for a moment, she finally spoke to Fu Hua:

“Yesterday at dusk, a survivor who had traveled alone through the wilderness to reach the safe zone came to this area.”

"He is currently in this hospital and his life is not in danger for the time being."

She looked at the girl's surprised and momentarily stunned expression, and softly affirmed:

"That person is your father, Fu Xiuran."

……

……

Inside the warehouse filled with discarded instruments, the floor was spotless.

A few clusters of baby's breath were left beside the coffin-like instrument.

The flowers, nestled together in a huddled state, have fluffy, three-dimensional blue petals, exuding a dreamlike haziness amidst the tranquility.

The advanced medical ward standing next to the equipment operates silently beneath its dilapidated exterior.

His jet-black hair floated slowly in the clear liquid, and the boy's eyes were tightly closed, his long eyelashes glowing faintly.