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

It seems that the arrival of Mebius has not changed this cruel situation, but has instead added another terrifying enemy to its food chain.

Su Qing'an breathed a slight sigh of relief as he watched this exceptionally harmonious scene. However, just as he and his wife walked to the Soul Steel Room on the other side, he was pressed against the wall and his breathing was blocked.

The boy's eyelashes drooped, and his chest was tightly pressed against by a dense, soft fabric. The distorted white skin and the torn fabric came into view, but the other person's fingers had somehow landed near his tailbone. The cool fingertips brushed against him like feathers, bringing a tingling sensation like an electric current.

"It's not dinner time yet."

"We've arrived."

As their conversation ended, the surrounding soul steel began to writhe, sealing off all access to the outside world...

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night.

Su Qing'an lay wearily on the sofa, listening to the story that after satisfying all physical desires, humans experience a fleeting sense of happiness followed by a gradual sinking into profound contemplation, like the ocean itself.

Unfortunately, whether it was Mebius sitting in my lap, the white sparrow running onto my head, or the kitten lying on my lap, they all hindered this precious time for my soul to reach a place of tranquility.

These little guys practically used his body as a substitute for a sofa, each one more clingy than the last, yet they were all very focused on controlling the Honkai energy threads to play a fighting game.

The cicadas outside the window chirped softly, the wind rustled the curtains loudly, and the game's fighting sound effects from the console mingled with the sounds of everyday life outside the house, creating an atmosphere that felt peaceful and leisurely.

The boy smiled slightly, his lips curving upwards.

Although the current situation is largely not what the doctor wanted and has exceeded his initial expectations, it cannot be considered too bad as it stands now.

At least, it's much better than letting her stay in that desolate place where time seems to stand still.

However, in reality, Mebius's situation is indeed very troublesome.

This was the first time he had pieced together a complete soul map. He had previously understood that the only ways to restore a soul to its original state were to use the [Personal Record] to overwrite the world line or to fluctuate the spacetime axis after complete metamorphosis and directly reverse time. Other methods were very unstable.

The results indeed proved this judgment to be correct.

Since Möbius's soul has collapsed and scattered, even if all her soul information and matter were collected, it would be impossible for it to naturally return to its original state.

The Eternal Manas Consciousness that Su Qing'an is currently in possesses the characteristics of being immortal, indestructible, and capable of self-regeneration.

But an ordinary soul obviously couldn't do that. After all, if someone truly possessed such self-healing power, this doctor wouldn't have been in such a sorry state that he had to search for a dimension like a graveyard.

Therefore, even if all of Mebius's soul matter and information were found through great effort, a kind of adhesive must be found to reunite them into a whole.

To repair such an ethereal and wondrous existence as the soul, one can only try to exploit the soul's ecosystem by using these purest and blank substances to break them down into deeper particles with the Manas consciousness, like patiently gluing together a jigsaw puzzle hundreds of meters long, measured in nanometers.

This is why even with the computational power of the Manas consciousness, it still takes a considerable amount of time.

31. Knee pillow, Karen.

Su Qing'an glanced at Mebius, who was using the fusion warrior's reflexes and innate intelligence to defeat her little darling several times in a row, and felt that life was about to become more exciting.

As for Xiaoxi, who had tears in her eyes, he pretended not to see her.

Theoretically, as a conscious being, the other party has no possibility of losing in their area of ​​expertise.

Unfortunately, as the enrollment period for St. Freya Academy drew near, someone had taken advantage of the other party's lack of awareness to lower her thinking speed and reaction intelligence, reducing her to a low-frequency state that was only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary person, so she was naturally no match for Mebius.

While Su Qing'an was indeed quite unreasonable, what was even more unreasonable was that the person whose thinking speed had been reduced by countless times was completely unaware of it.

This shows that Su Muxi has hardly used her brain in the past eight hundred years and has entered a low-frequency state on her own over the long years; otherwise, she would not have been completely unaware of this.

Therefore, Su Qing'an felt no remorse whatsoever. He believed that he had simply kept his daughter's unused items and there was nothing to be criticized for.

At that moment, the girl, completely unaware of what was happening, pouted and complained:

"Xiao Su, she's bullying me!"

Upon hearing this, Möbius glanced at her and commented indifferently:

"Not as good as Xiaobai."

Meanwhile, Xiao Xuanyi was adding insult to injury, seeking revenge for never having played a single game of Gomoku with his opponent:

"Xiaoxi, you can't be a sore loser!"

Su Qing'an silently used Honkai energy to control the controller on the table and put it back under Xiaobai's control, letting this stronger cat accompany Mebius to continue the battle.

The boy glanced at Su Muxi, who was unhappily unpacking potato chips and adding cola and ice to her cup, before turning his gaze back to Mebius's profile. She was staring intently at the console screen, her slender, bamboo-shoof-like fingers executing a series of extremely elegant maneuvers, using the controller's transmission speed as the minimum.

...He had never imagined that this doctor would play a big game with a cat, and play it so seriously.

To be honest, when Su Qing'an had pieced together half of the other person's soul, she had already anticipated the current situation. However, at that time, she still held onto the hope that things might not turn out this way and that the other person could be resurrected in a normal manner.

In terms of results, even after spending a great deal of effort and time piecing together Mebius's soul, the outcome was not satisfactory.

As the instigator who pieced the other party back together step by step, Su Qing'an had some guesses and understanding about this.

Although the soul map was successfully pieced together to its original structure and form, it was found to be completely different after comparison with the Manas consciousness. The relevant soul information and memories were screened and found to be missing less than one-thousandth, which should not affect the personality.

However, there is one extremely crucial element within it.

In order to bind them together, the joints between each soul particle are all empty soul matter.

Even in theory, this should not interfere with the overall flow of memory and personality formation.

But judging from the results, the current Möbius is not only like a circuit board with a broken wire, rendering the electronic components inside useless, but also as fragile as if it had been soaked in water and rusted.

Su Qing'an guessed that it wasn't because he hadn't glued it properly, but because all the soul matter that originally didn't belong to Mebius was adapting to completely integrate into this main body. However, this process was like a cycle of repeated electrical connections, followed by repeated failures.

In other words, the break-in period.

Mebius's soul has just been restored to normal by the Manas consciousness, and he needs some time to get through this phase before his memories and personality gradually resurface and return to consciousness.

However, there are too many variables involved in this calculation, making it difficult for him to determine exactly how long it will take to get rid of this not-so-troublesome problem.

Moreover, it might suddenly get stuck in the middle, and it's quite normal for decades to pass without any progress.

Su Qing'an had considered hiring a nanny to take care of Möbius, and coincidentally, the information from that memory seemed to suggest a suitable candidate.

However, the other party is also responsible for the normal operation of the Paradise of the Past, and the thoughtful Su Qing'an also hopes that fewer acquaintances will know about Dr. Mebius's dark history.

Secondly, since he was forced to use his Manas consciousness to check Mebius's soul state at any time, he might as well take on this position.

But now, seeing how his wife almost ruined him after finding out...

Su Qing'an began to hesitate about whether to go to the Paradise to recruit people. Otherwise, if he got too close to Mebius, he would probably be repeatedly deprived of a lot of time in this state of having to use the Black Abyss White Flower several times a day. This was indeed a bad thing for him, who just wanted to sunbathe and sleep.

After all, couples' games are a lot of fun, but when the frequency is wrong, it's a different story.

If we pull out the armed puppet responsible for maintaining the Paradise of the Past, what should we do with that large piece of equipment?

It's just too much trouble to think about.

If he could, Su Qing'an really wanted to throw this Mebius into the Land of the Dead and let the armed puppet named Klein take care of it, while he himself would just ignore it.

Even though Mebius's soul didn't need the Manas consciousness to stabilize it, just thinking about the memory body named Alicia inside made him reluctant to leave her in the Golden Garden full of familiar faces.

Otherwise, even if she recovers in the future, she probably won't have the desire to continue living in this world.

On the other hand, the Mebius Memory inside, seeing its original form transformed into this, will probably also be hatching some strange schemes.

Ugh... this is so troublesome.

The girl placed a tray full of snacks and drinks on the table. It contained five freshly fried hamburger patties, golden chicken nuggets squeezed with Sichuan chili sauce, French fries with ketchup, and orange juice with a few mint leaves and ice cubes.

Although it's not very healthy, considering that none of us are in good health, this kind of late-night snack is just right.

Leaving aside Xiaobai, who always eats cat food, and the extremely greedy Su Muxi and Xiaoxuan, Dr. Mebius also used to love eating this kind of junk food.

So this was a perfect trap for the four little guys who had just finished playing games. Almost instantly, they all left Su Qing'an and gathered around the table, starting a childish game of rock-paper-scissors to fight for the right to the extra hamburger patty.

The immortal glanced discreetly at the extra hamburger patty, then naturally sat down next to Su Qing'an, his round, soft thighs brushing against Su's head.

She lowered her eyelashes, looked at that face, and smiled. She patted her thigh, which was covered by matte black stockings, with her delicate hand, indicating that the other person should lie on her lap. When she saw Su Qing'an obediently lean over, she showed a satisfied expression.

The girl's slender fingers massaged his earlobe, and she leaned down, mischievously exhaling warm breath from her lips, sending shivers of pleasure through him.

But this feeling was fleeting; Fu Hua's face was already far away. She smiled, took out a cotton swab, and wiped her already clean ear, whispering:

"So, have you found a way to communicate with Kevin?"

Su Qing'an closed his eyes, letting the sound of the cotton swab rubbing against his earlobe echo in his consciousness, bringing a rather strange sensation to his nerves. He replied:

"There is a way to communicate with the other party in the World Serpent."

"But to be precise, it's just a one-way transmission of information using quantum technology, with a fixed interval of every hundred years."

Fu Hua thought for a moment and replied:

"Kevin probably doesn't know we're back yet."

Su Qingan responded:

"Yes, the World Serpent has the right to independently determine whether to exceed this time period and to report information in advance."

"But the premise is that it concerns the evolution and important development of collapse."

"The magnitude of that first Honkai outbreak was indeed not worth the World Serpents reporting to their Lord in advance."

The young girl gently wiped her ears with a delicate cloth dampened with water, as if tending to a piece of tableware that might be eaten at any moment. Her movements were exceptionally gentle, and her exquisite features, illuminated by the indoor lamplight, exuded an indescribable maternal warmth. She whispered:

"Hmm... So you secretly used this communication channel?"

Su Qing'an replied:

"Yes, after bringing Mebius back to the original world, I also sent Kevin a message using the method I got from the World Serpent."

"But when exactly he will see it, and whether he will come back because of it, is still unknown."

The immortal put away the cloth, then rubbed the inside of the ear with a cotton swab, and said:

"If it were outside the intrinsic world, the only way to transmit information would probably be through a rather complicated method like quantum entanglement."

"The accuracy, the arrival time, and when the other party will check the 'mailbox' in the Sea of ​​Quanta are all unknowns."

"If you don't go to him, it's normal for the message you send not to be seen for a short period of time."

Su Qing'an considered it for a moment and replied:

"Under normal circumstances, given Kevin's sense of responsibility, he would at least pay attention to whether any information has been transmitted from the authentic world unless something unexpected happens."

"There are still more than ten years until Mei is born, I think he can probably see it."

"Even if I can't see it, I can't afford to wander aimlessly outside of this world now."