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

Although Mei's talent is no less than that of Mebius, and may even be slightly higher, she is ultimately an ordinary person who was unable to undergo gene fusion surgery and whose physical condition is relatively weak.

Even Mebius, considered the most unlikely to die among the Fusion Warriors, gradually lost his soul over the long years at that cost, forced to anchor himself in a part of the Imaginary Tree, barely clinging to life, ultimately meeting a fate no different from death, let alone Mei.

Su Qing'an understood that the most likely outcome of continuing that future timeline was that Mei would not have had time to wait for the budding of civilization in this era before her soul was scattered, leaving only a corpse sealed in a hibernation pod.

Death is the most normal outcome.

That person dedicated all his time and energy to civilization and to a future he might not be able to witness. Until the very last moment before the end, he was pushing forward the still incomplete Fire Seed Project. How could he have the leisure to leave himself a backup plan?

Möbius said calmly:

"I do not know."

"But after I woke up, the brainwaves in Mei's hibernation pod had stopped, and the instruments could only detect extremely subtle soul fluctuations."

"Although her body is still well preserved, thanks to the optimization and improvement of the equipment, she still retains her original age and vitality. In fact, due to the smoothing effect of time, most of the physical damage she suffered back then has been reduced, making her no different from an ordinary person."

"But once you factor in her mental health issues, it's hard not to think about how she's no different from someone in a vegetative state."

She paused, then continued:

"Of course, from a probabilistic point of view, she has a chance of surviving."

"At that time, Kevin and I made a promise."

"If I find a way to survive and determine that it might be of some significance to Mei, I will pass this information on to him through the World Serpent."

Mebius didn't continue, but he already understood what was about to happen.

The doctor went through countless hardships to reach that mysterious place, but before she actually entered it, she had no confidence or sufficient evidence to prove that it was the right way.

Therefore, the only spatial coordinate information that only the World Serpent could decipher was left behind at the experimental base on that island. He decided to go there alone to make a judgment before passing on the corresponding instructions to Kevin.

At that time, she was already in a state of near exhaustion, and she had to fall into a long coma shortly after reaching that mezzanine.

In fact, after being overwhelmed by an irresistible drowsiness, Mebius already knew that this was his end.

Her years of hard work only resulted in finding herself a decent burial plot, and the subsequent development into what we see today was truly unexpected.

Su Qing'an said:

"But you never appeared, and he never returned to his original world in the past thousand years."

"Kevin probably also thought you were dead, so the World Serpent has never been able to decipher the information at those coordinates, right?"

Mebius shook his head and said softly:

"The World Serpent has deciphered this message."

"Given the technology available at the time, apart from Kevin being able to reach it on his own, the other members of the organization had no chance of getting in."

“I suspect Kevin may have come here, but in reality, it can only delay the death of the soul and preserve the integrity of the soul’s information. It’s just a large grave, not a place of hope. So after he guessed this outcome, he probably left.”

Su Qing'an said:

"If Kevin did come to that area later and then chose to leave."

"That can only prove that either he has already chosen to give up, or he has found a way to confirm the current state of Mei's soul and maintain it unchanged, which is why he has the leeway to seek other methods."

Möbius thought for a moment and said:

"It might be related to that special metal you had me research a few years ago."

“Since you found these metals that can lock souls in the Sea of ​​Quanta, there’s no reason why Kevin, who has been wandering the Sea of ​​Quanta like a ghost all these years, couldn’t find such metals. Perhaps… he found an even more convenient method.”

She smiled casually:

"But I'll only know these things when I see him."

"However, thousands of years have passed. I believe that Mei is either dead or in a stable, delicate state. So from this point of view, you don't need to be too anxious."

"After all, even disregarding Mei's factors, the fact that the man had time to reply to messages means that his life is still safe."

Su Qing'an nodded and said:

I will consider and decide for myself.

"At least, let's wait until this most recent point has passed."

Mebius is right about one thing.

Since it's a place where Kevin can get trapped, going there in my current state would probably waste a lot of time.

However, the rate of time passage in the intrinsic world and in places like the quantum sea is often difficult to measure accurately.

If Kiana's situation isn't properly foreshadowed and the corresponding soul map isn't created beforehand, once he leaves and misses the opportune moment, even with subsequent efforts to make up for it, it will still cause a strange and troublesome butterfly effect.

However, after obtaining Kevin's location coordinates, Su Qing'an felt somewhat relieved, which was much better than not knowing where that person was in the Sea of ​​Quanta at all.

Even if Kevin leaves that area later, he can still use these coordinates to deduce the other party's true location.

Mebius glanced at the message that popped up on the tablet, placed it on the table, and said:

"The child's identification data and medical report are all here."

"But regarding the one before that, I guess you already know most of what she knows from her memories."

"As for my health, I have a bit of osteoporosis and malnutrition. I'll get some calcium supplements from the lab and take them for a few months."

Su Qing'an browsed through the similar information on the tablet, but felt a strange sense of déjà vu about the last few sentences of this person.

His good memory allowed him to trace the source of this feeling, causing him to momentarily hallucinate the scene with Nishikujo Sara back in St. Freya.

The boy's emotions fluctuated, but he quickly stopped thinking about it. He continued to look at the rest of the information and carefully wrote down Celine's original home address and related details.

If possible, he wants to use the appropriate laws to punish those who abused Celine for her unfortunate past.

Although the other party's memory showed that many of those people died in the fire, Sirin's mother's abilities were ultimately limited. The conditions of the secret room she could create and the number of people present were not perfect enough, and there must have been many who escaped.

This is not a difficult thing.

Even though they couldn't find Sirin anywhere in the world before, it was incredibly easy for an organization like Destiny to notice this area and investigate the related events and settle scores.

All it takes is for his subordinate organizations to give him a heads-up, and the local government will do everything in its power to give Xilin and her son a fair explanation.

Ultimately, the root cause of this tragedy lies in the loopholes in the judicial system and the rampant human trafficking.

Su Qing'an did not want to become a god, but now that he knew that there was darkness in the world, he would not object to using the connections and power he had now within his power.

In everything, moderation is key; too much of anything is never good.

Whether one overuses authority and power or ignores it excessively, the same applies.

Over the years, he has been learning how to measure the middle ground.

Although the results may not be outstanding, he can at least understand that what he wants to do now cannot be called a mistake.

That's enough.

Su Qing'an suppressed her thoughts and said seriously:

"Okay, thank you for your help."

Mebius glanced at the empty teacup in front of him and said softly:

"Don't worry about it."

Her brows softened, and a hint of slyness appeared on her upturned lips as she spoke, word by word:

"Go do what you want to do first. I won't keep you here, my... Father God."

Su Qing'an choked for a moment, but just smiled habitually and ignored the nickname.

He placed the bouquet of white flowers he had used to perform magic for Celine on the table and said:

"Then see you next time, Dr. Möbius."

After speaking.

Su Qing'an walked out of the room, leaving the person lying on the sofa in a daze.

The girl listlessly scrolled through work data on her tablet, feeling strangely disoriented.

The reason she was able to regain those memories ultimately came down to the other person's consideration and gentleness.

At that time, Mebius's soul was in an extremely fragile state. No matter how he used the Manas consciousness and the Feather Dust to control and seal it in both directions, he could not choose to directly delete the relevant memories in a true sense.

Such violent behavior could cause irreparable damage to one's soul, far more troublesome than the consequences of losing control of one's emotions a few years ago.

Although the memory blockade is very strong, it weakens as the soul cracks are constantly healing. With the addition of some strange experiments, the person gradually notices a strange sense of déjà vu and eventually takes the initiative to study it, so breaking through the mystery is not difficult.

Father God.

This seemingly joking remark is, in a way, not false.

Möbius understood that she had truly died once without a doubt. This was different from the previous experiments of molting snakes and reviving flesh and blood. It was a withering and replacement of consciousness, spirit, body, memory, cause and effect, and so on. It was an absolute death in the embrace of the "infinity" and "truth".

Those remaining fragments of the soul, those lingering pieces of the past, those scattered traces that still remain in the world... are all just images paused on a single frame of a video. Sooner or later, the play button will be pressed, the pages turned back to the old past, buried in the ever-present sunlight, and scattered upon the world that continues its cycle of reincarnation.

But this acquaintance, who should have disappeared 50,000 years ago, transcended an even greater despair and a more fundamental death. One day, after an indeterminate amount of time, standing beneath that lush banyan tree, he touched her mottled and broken face and began a long, arduous search, like looking for a needle in a haystack, among the countless particles of her soul.

Su Qing'an successfully brought the real Möbius back to the world, but in the process, she also left an indelible mark on her soul.

Father God.

Mebius muttered this strange title, which he should have scorned in the past, and thought of that distant, indistinct past.

She was different from ordinary people from a young age, possessing a clear sense of self from the moment she was born.

The first being to blur her understanding of the concept of humanity was her own father, whose actions always left the young child questioning and confused.

Can such a person truly be called a human being?

At the time, she couldn't come up with a clear answer, but this experience set the initial tone for her future thoughts.

Strangely enough, while newly emerging civilizations have developed long-standing cultures and nations, Möbius, through that person's process of piecing together the soul's map bit by bit, came to understand similar emotions and profound meanings.

But Möbius was an extremely special genius doctor. She had a thorough understanding of psychology and physiology, and her self-analysis and self-examination were able to transcend worldly ideas and constraints. Therefore, she had a very appropriate grasp of her current mindset and was gradually digesting the impact of this experience.

only……

The girl took the cup the man had just sipped from. The swaying tea inside reflected in her dull eyes. Her lips moved a few times for some reason, then she sipped them again, her expression somewhat enigmatic.

Forgetting it is still a bit difficult for now.

She is currently in a contradictory state of both accepting the situation and trying to return to her original state. Fortunately, the other party has high moral standards, otherwise... she feels that she might be manipulated to an unspeakable degree.

Möbius picked up the bouquet of flowers on the table, silently plucked a white petal, and began playing a game where odd or even numbers would determine whether or not to deliberately avoid each other in the future. He muttered to himself: