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

"Anyway, you haven't done winter break homework in ages, isn't it great to experience it once in a while?"

Su Muxi wasn't happy at all. She muttered:

"Then you don't need to seal Xiaohua's records with your Manas consciousness, I'll do my homework."

Su Qing'an smiled and said quietly:

"What's the difference between that and letting you just copy the answers?"

"Who told you to be so ignorant for so long, even taking forever to solve a quadratic equation?"

The girl looked dejected, her large, clear eyes seeming to well up with tears. But after glancing at the other person a few times and realizing she wasn't being watched, she suppressed her tearful expression, feeling hopeless about her future.

Damn it, when did her status fall to the same level as Sister Xiao Xuan?

After feeling the gaze withdraw, Su Qing'an glanced at the other person and couldn't help but sigh that this child was getting dumber and dumber. When she made her do those elementary school questions, she not only sealed the records left by Fu Hua, but also sealed all the levels of consciousness and life at the same level as the mind.

Otherwise, even if the records are lost, it's not difficult to do the homework by consulting relevant books.

However, Su Muxi did not notice this at all, which can only mean that apart from flipping through the books in a sealed state during those few times when she was forced to do homework, she had not looked at those books even once afterward. Otherwise, she would have noticed the huge difference in her learning speed before and after.

Ha, lazybones deserve it.

Su Qing'an was quite curious about how long it would take for the child to realize that his intelligence was actually being suppressed when he did his homework.

Before Su Muxi gets tired of cartoons, she will probably stick to her usual routine, spending her days either eating or playing games and watching cartoons. It would be incredibly difficult for her to ask the other person to open a textbook. It's highly likely that by the time Theresa turns fifty, she will still be struggling with middle school math problems.

Of course, if one's little darling is too fond of studying, it could also be a troublesome matter. The endless long lifespan, combined with the photographic memory and excellent comprehension ability naturally possessed by conscious beings, would result in her losing interest in everything in the world within a hundred years.

Imagine if everything in the world could be categorized into one's own cognitive circle, and one had such a profound understanding of it that there was no need to explore or observe it, yet its lifespan remained constant and long. Wouldn't that seem rather boring?

For humans, who possess only an endless lifespan, this is a feat that would take an immense amount of time to achieve, and even before reaching it, much of their previously acquired knowledge would be forgotten.

However, this is not the case for conscious beings, which are a special kind of existence.

Su Qing'an has always limited his cognitive scope and knowledge base, just as he restrains himself from reaching the limits of his abilities.

This is unavoidable. As beings that can see through humanity from birth to death at a glance, they must impose certain self-restrictions in order to seamlessly integrate into the mundane life of daily necessities.

As a conscious being, Su Muxi, while not quite to that extreme, is indeed prone to gradually becoming out of sync with her current life over a long lifespan.

However, given the current trend, he probably doesn't need to worry about this aspect for the other party.

Just as Su Qing'an's thoughts turned to this, she felt her sleeve being tugged by a small hand. Turning around, she saw a girl's big, blinking eyes and her adorable face turned upwards. She said:

"Xiao Su, I want to eat ice cream."

"Isn't the fridge at home already full? When did you finish eating it all?"

The girl felt guilty for a moment, but immediately answered honestly and confidently:

"...When I decided to go to the supermarket, I ate all the ice cream in the freezer."

Su Qing'an was speechless at this extremely sincere attitude. He bent down, put his hands under the girl's armpits, and lifted her up high as if he were stretching out a cat.

Xiaoxi felt no shame at all about this situation. She simply tilted her head and stared at the other person, her long eyelashes fluttering, her clear black and white eyes looking innocent, her expression pure and lovely.

Su Qing'an remained unmoved and said quietly:

"Trying to be cute won't work."

"This trick only works on Senior Sister Shi and Rongyue."

"If you do this again, I'll send you to someone else's house to be raised as a child."

The girl pursed her lips and said:

"That's what an adult would say when they're at a loss for words. Xiao Su, you've gone astray!"

She disintegrated into a sky full of starlight, then transformed into a white sparrow and fluttered down onto the other person's head, rolling into a ball with the jet-black hair, seemingly escaping the cruel reality of not having ice cream, curling up into a fluffy snowball.

Su Qing'an poked the little animal's soft wings and sighed:

You can only eat ten.

Upon hearing this, Bai Que'er immediately perked up and cheered:

"Great!"

"Xiao Su is the best!"

Ten minutes later, the shopping cart was filled with all sorts of food, and by the time they checked out, they had spent most of the pocket money Fu Hua had given them.

Su Qing'an placed all of these items into the Hall of Souls, leaving only a few bags of vegetables in his hand. With his other hand, he held Xiao tide's hand, who was carrying a bag of snacks, and slowly began his journey home.

...

...

As dusk fell, twilight descended.

As the sun sets, the world seems to be draped in a layer of golden gauze, and the wind rustles the copper bells on the eaves of the Moon Worship Pavilion, making a series of melodious and crisp sounds.

Even though many things have changed over the years, this city still retains most of its ancient buildings, exuding a long history. You can see the traces left by time in almost any place in the streets and alleys.

Without the restrictions of the "pilgrimage to immortality" and the obstruction of the state, this place would undoubtedly have become a popular tourist destination in an era of greater information prosperity.

At present, the perfect flow of people can always present a scene of quiet and bustling throughout the year, and the outside world can hardly understand the slow pace of life here.

It's like an old man patiently carving a string of wooden beads, a candied hawthorn skewer that a mischievous child has somehow snatched from a dozing vendor's hand, or the dark blue eaves and vermilion buildings under the sunrise and sunset...

Only by blending all these elements together can one truly appreciate the atmosphere of this place where immortals once dwelled.

As for the Crimson Iris Immortal, whom so many people yearn for, he maintains an even more unchanging life than the residents here. Even the appearance of his residence has remained unchanged for decades, as if not a single speck of dust has moved from its corresponding position.

At this moment, the courtyard was quite bright.

Everyone sat on bamboo chairs in the courtyard, completely surrounding a large round table.

The girl was intently holding up a recessed hole in the table, inside which a hot pot was embedded, filling it. Her eyes reflected the two yin-yang symbol, one containing tomato soup and the other containing chili oil soup, like a yin-yang symbol.

These incredibly vibrant colors are enough to whet anyone's appetite. The tender, thin lamb rolls only need to be rolled in them for a few seconds to cook through, and just imagining them makes you think of their delicious flavor.

Su Muxi's gaze moved with the various delicacies glistening with oil from the chili peppers. She would glance at the liver, tendons, and bullfrogs, then focus on the crab meat and fish balls, seemingly analyzing precisely how long they were cooked so she could pick them up with her chopsticks as soon as possible.

And that's exactly what happened.

This conscious being, which theoretically only simulates human taste and even physical form, chose to eliminate the first major obstacle in front of all diners in the hot pot—the scalding heat—in order to seize food in a more efficient, stable, and subtle way.

By adjusting the temperature tolerance of your mouth and lips, you can enjoy the full taste and deliciousness while quickly devouring the food.

Coupled with her bottomless appetite, Su Muxi is now practically a hot pot nemesis.

Jiang Rongyue, who was standing to the side, obviously did not notice that the other party had used such a trick at the table. She simply took away the food at a leisurely pace and helped her wife, who was playing Tetris on her game console, fill the bowls and plates.

On the other hand, Xiao Xuan, who can also ignore the two major constraints of burning her mouth and her large appetite, can be called an enemy on the same level as Su Muxi.

The Sleeping Dragon and the Young Phoenix are nothing more than this.

Su Qingan placed a plate of tripe and beef aorta in the bowl, then used a slotted spoon to scoop up the perfectly cooked and flavorful duck intestines and poured them into his wife's bowl. He also mixed in a few crunchy sausages and quail eggs. If he were to add some sesame sauce from the dish, it would be even more fragrant.

Yes, obviously.

After the initial pairings, the only two diners who didn't get any food served were these two little ones.

In order to be self-reliant, it's no wonder they resort to such cheating methods.

The kitten on the other side, though unable to participate in the open-air hot pot feast, was enjoying the Honkai crystal sculpted by Su Qing'an using the [Holy Mark], along with its high-quality cat food, and had completely forgotten that it was once a big tiger.

The two couples completely ignored the actions of their two little ones.

Su Qing'an did discover their cheating methods, but she was already quite used to it, and had a kind of lazy feeling of being too lazy to stop them or lecture them.

Fu Hua's attitude was similar, somewhat resigned. Since gaining this inexplicable power, she seemed to have an instinct to spoil and indulge Xiao Xuan and Xiao tide more and more.

The girl's long hair was tied up, revealing her delicate neck skin. She calmly faced the spicy food, chewing slowly and carefully. She then took a sip of the refreshingly warm cola. The afterglow of the setting sun diffused a layer on her fair skin, and the faint fragrance carried by the breeze exuded gentleness.

Her blue eyes gazed into the distance, her lips, glistening with grease, were quite red. As if remembering something, she said:

"Otto wants to cooperate with Chaoxian University, what do you think?"

Su Qing'an thought for a moment and replied:

"He's trying to understand us better, in every way."

"After all, both the power you have shown and my existence are beyond the scope of the law. He is very careful, cautious and cunning, so judging from this matter alone, he does not harbor any ill intentions."

Fu Hua glanced sideways at the girl whose cheeks were bulging from eating, tapped her forehead with her fingertip, smiled again, and said softly:

"Yes, he's very smart."

"So since they've taken the initiative to invite us, there shouldn't be any problems."

"But just looking at this matter from the perspective of this point of view, it would be a good thing."

Su Qing'an asked:

"He's already sent you the draft plan?"

Fu Hua said:

"Yes, it's very detailed and constructive. It seems like they were prepared in advance."

"It also mentioned the exchange student program, but as you know, given Schicksal's current plans and the way Valkyries are trained, the so-called exchange student program is simply not feasible."

Because the current institutions that nurture Valkyries under Destiny can only be described as strict and rigorous military camps, which are worlds apart from ivory towers like schools.

In this situation, for Chaoxian University to exchange students with them would be no different from sending the exchange students into the trenches.

Su Qing'an thought for a moment and replied:

"So the fact that Otto wrote this plan down means that he wants to change the previous model of training Valkyries, or at least create a pilot project similar to an academy."

"Otherwise, there would be no point in talking about exchange students."

In a timeline where the world order remains unchanged, the global Honkai index would rise rapidly over time, and Schicksal, the largest anti-Honkai organization, would not have the resources to promote this slow method of training warriors. However, with the total global Honkai controlled by the [Stigmata], it is a different story now.

This is certainly a good thing; in fact, it's the result that many people in the original era dreamed of.

The problem is...

Su Qing'an was silent for a while, then said softly:

"Isn't this equivalent to establishing a St. Freya Academy ahead of time?"

In other words, once this plan is launched, it will be difficult for Theresa, who is only ten years old at the time, to establish St. Freya Academy in the original way.

Because similar plans were already underway decades ago today.