I found a belt in the Honkai Impact 3rd world.

"...The First Fan Support Group?" "What the heck?" Benares and Celine asked in unison. "...Nefit Seven fell into an eerie silence for a moment. 'Simply put, it's a team that exists as the master's trusted confidants. Do you understand what I mean?' Celine and Benares nodded, somewhat bewildered. They could understand the description. 'Our team has only one creed: to dedicate our modest efforts to the master's glorious future.' Nefit Seven said seriously, 'So, are you willing to join?' 'I want to join!' Celine slammed her hand on the table, raised her hand, and answered loudly without hesitation. 'Me too! Me too!' Benares followed suit, hastily mimicking Celine's manner. 'Very well, then sign these two documents.'" "Nefert Seven handed over a pen, adding two sentences, 'Let me make this clear beforehand, this is a lifetime commitment, not something you can just quit later. You need to think it through.' 'What does 'lifetime commitment' mean?' Sirin took the pen and asked Benares, blinking her eyes with the same question. 'You can think of it as meaning a lifetime,' Nefert Seven's answer was concise and clear. 'A lifetime? No problem!' Sirin immediately wrote her name crookedly on the paper, then snatched Benares's paper and wrote her name on it as well. 'Is this okay? Hmm.' Nefert Seven took the two papers from Sirin and said with satisfaction, 'Congratulations on officially becoming a member of 'Great Shocker Momo's Number One Fan Support A'. From today onwards, you are official members of the group. Do you have any questions? Yes!' Sirin raised her hand and shouted loudly, 'Hehe.'" Nefit Seven smiled slightly, then his expression hardened. "Rejected!" "Why!" Sirin slammed her hands on the table, looking at Nefit Seven with dissatisfaction. "Because..." Nefit Seven crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, saying, "I am the leader. A mere new member dares to covet this glorious throne? Are you worthy?" Sirin puffed out her cheeks. "Hmph, you're not worthy, I am." Nefit Seven glanced at Sirin contemptuously and said, "Work your way up from the bottom, and I'll promote you based on your performance. Of course, the same goes for Miss Dragon." "I protest!" Sirin shouted, looking at Benares, "Bella, what about you?" Huh? Me, well... Benares, caught off guard, looked completely flustered. "Protest overruled!"

"I'm going to tell Mo Mo that you bullied me!" Xilin slammed her hand on the table and stood up. "Then I'll use my authority as the group leader to expel you from the cheering squad and never use you again!" Nefit Seven also slammed his hand on the table and stood up, looking down at Xilin with his height advantage.

Sirin, defeated. Pressed back into her chair by Nefit Seven's imposing presence. She bit her fingers reluctantly, but was helpless against Nefit Seven. "Then...Captain," Benares cautiously began. "What is it? Miss Dragon, a full member?" Nefit Seven smugly sat back down. "How many members do we have now?" Benares asked the crucial question that had been ignored for so long. Nefit Seven's arrogance gradually faded, his smile growing increasingly awkward.

“No…” Benares asked tentatively, “Is it just the three of us?” “Nonsense!” Nefit Seven shouted sharply, startling Benares. “How could there only be three? There’s clearly a former full member and a reserve.” “Another one? Who?” Sirin’s eyes flashed coldly. “Your senior.” Nefit Seven said evasively, “But for some reason, she left the team and became a shameful traitor. You must learn from her mistakes and never follow in her footsteps. Do you understand?” “Hmph, I won’t.” "Sirin rejected the possibility without a second thought. 'One day I'll kick you out and become the captain!' Naive little girl." Nefit Seven scoffed at Sirin's "grand speech," 'Until then, Sirin members, Miss Dragon members, hurry up and prepare to depart! We'll leave immediately once our master has calmed down!' "But... my name isn't Miss Dragon..." Benares's weak voice couldn't stop Nefit Seven, who had already gotten up to leave. "Sirin members, Miss Dragon members, what are you waiting for!"

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16. Let's set off, our destination is 500 years before the collapse of the Honkai world!

Mo Mo lay on the bed, counting on his fingers how much Nefert Seven had just stuffed into his brain. 1. His father was not only no ordinary person, but also the leader of the interdimensional organization "Great Shocker." 2. He and his father had a fight for unknown reasons, resulting in their disappearances, and he had lost his memory. 3. He had an older sister whom he had "yet to meet," who was currently serving as the acting leader, and whose attitude was unclear. 4. The entire organization was currently chasing after him, the nominal first in line of succession, running around various worlds. After sorting it out a bit, it was roughly these four things. "Hiss..." Mo Mo's tangled mind finally cleared up a little.

"No big deal, no big deal, don't panic." The only person who could speak up for Mo Mo spoke up at this moment. "It's just some small fry. With your skills, Mo Mo, you can easily crush them. Don't you have any ideas about unleashing your full power?" "No big deal my ass, unleashing my full power?" Mo Mo replied irritably. He didn't even know what level he was at in the Great Repair Cards yet, so how could he just rush in like that? Mo Mo wouldn't do something so mindless. "Then how about avoiding a head-on confrontation and playing guerrilla warfare? Should we buy some textbooks and take a look?" "Are you kidding me?" Mo Mo quickly waved his hand to interrupt. "But it's true that there's no other way for the time being..." Mo Mo clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction. "Don't be reluctant. As long as you're alive, you can always find a way to fight again." Seeing through Mo Mo's dissatisfaction, the system comforted him. "You should think about how to keep running away. It's not a long-term solution. You have to come up with a solution." "A solution... I'm thinking about it too." Mo Mo, just as he said, was deep in thought. He then focused his attention on the four key points from the beginning. In this critical moment of being surrounded on all sides, could they possibly find a way to survive?

So suddenly having to consider whether you can survive is incredibly cruel! Damn it! "Calm down, Mo Zai, calm down. Although your brain isn't very sharp, you should still be able to figure out a solution. Don't give up, believe that your cerebral palsy isn't incurable. Your dad didn't give you this head just to be used as decoration or to hold water." "Screw you, can't you say something nice?" Mo Mo retorted without backing down, "What, you want my dad to... wait, my dad?"

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Mo Mo's mind, recalling a detail he had always overlooked: his father, who had also disappeared without a trace! "If I could find that guy, wouldn't there be a solution!" Mo Mo jumped up from the mattress. "If Dad is really that powerful, with him around, I don't believe those monsters would dare to act recklessly, and I wouldn't need to be the leader!" "Hey, wishful thinking. Shouldn't you be considering whether you can survive and still dream of being the leader?" The system poured cold water on his ambitions. "Don't blame me for not warning you. Judging from the phone call you just made to him, I reckon he probably hasn't lost his memory, but he still hasn't chosen to take charge. I suspect he might have some ulterior motives. Finding him won't be easy." "Well, there's no other way. I can only bite the bullet and go look for him." Mo Mo raised his right hand, a gesture he hadn't made in a long time. "My dad once said: 'Family ties are an unbreakable bond. Even if we're far apart, our hearts are still connected.'" "I believe I will definitely find him!" "Okay, so now the topic becomes 'Where Did Dad Go?' - A Long Journey to Find Dad." The system sighed, "But according to you, how do you and your sister count? She's also family." Mo Mo's hand froze. "Let me ask you something, what do you think of her now?" the system suddenly asked. "I don't know." Mo Mo hesitated for a moment before saying, "After all, I really have no impression of her at all. I don't even know what she looks like, let alone what she's like. I only know that you were a gift she made for me herself, or that you told me... Since you know her so well, can you tell me what kind of person she is?" Mo Mo had to admit, he was full of curiosity about his sister. Although he had no impression of her, even now Mo Mo didn't think she was the kind of bad woman who would harm her own brother. The system bluntly said, "There's nothing to say. You'll know when you meet her. Anyway, you two..."

We'll meet someday... Mo Mo looked at his waist with a complicated expression, muttering, "Sometimes I really want to smash you flat with a hammer." "You dare?" "Hmph." Mo Mo snorted coldly, offering no reply, and rolled out of bed. Now that he'd calmed down enough, it was time to start preparing for departure.

"Click. As soon as the door opened, a purple figure swiftly rushed into Mo Mo's arms, catching him off guard and knocking him back several steps before he could regain his balance."

"Mo Mo, are you alright?" Xi Lin hugged Mo Mo tightly, looking up at him with worried eyes. Taking a deep breath, Mo Mo habitually stroked Xi Lin's long purple hair. "I already said I was fine. I just wanted to sort out the situation." "Yeah, that's good." Xi Lin smiled, nuzzling against Mo Mo's chest. "Hey, hey, hey, if you want to be cute, please don't do it now, okay?" The system's voice suddenly popped out, "Hurry up and get ready to go." "Hmph, I've already got everything ready." Xi Lin mimicked Mo Mo's gesture, gently punching his waist. "...That man said we can leave anytime."

Although most of the work was done by Benares and Nefit Seven. "I see..." Mo Mo's eyebrows suddenly drooped. "Cirin, I'm sorry."

"We agreed that I'd let you experience a peaceful life..." Mo Mo said slowly, filled with guilt, "but in the end, I'm still making you wander with me... you idiot Mo Mo." Xilin bumped her head against Mo Mo's chest, interrupting his apology, and said softly, head bowed, "No matter what, as long as I'm by your side, that's enough. I don't care where we are." The system watched silently, saying nothing. "Ahem... it seems I've come at an inopportune time." Nefit Seven's voice suddenly rang out, leaning halfway out of the living room into the hallway, a half-smile on his face. Behind him stood a listless, exhausted Benares. ...Xilin quickly slipped out of Mo Mo's embrace, turning her flushed face away, but still not letting go of his tightly clasped hand. "My master, everything is ready. Would you like to depart for the next world now?" Nefert Seven asked with a knowing smile. "No." Mo Mo smiled and pinched Sirin's slightly flushed cheek. "At least... how about we all go to the amusement park one last time today? There's still time, isn't there?" After all, who knows when we'll be back.

Upon hearing the words "amusement park," Sirin's purple "dog ears" instantly perked up and twitched slightly. "I will obey your will, Master," Nefert Seven replied with a bow. Then, he straightened up, turned slightly to Benares behind him, and said, "Miss Dragon, do you have any objections?"...No objections." Under the simultaneous gaze of the three, Benares lowered his head again, shrinking back in response. "Then it's a unanimous vote." Nefert Seven stepped aside, making way. "Please, my master,...Miss Sirin..."

Upon hearing this, Xilin eagerly grabbed Momo and started walking. "Speaking of which, Seven, you guys packed some luggage, right?" "Of course." "Well... Xilin, did you bring your homework and textbooks?"

"... "

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17. Inside that desolate hall

"Young Miss, the young master has already left that world and gone to the next one."

In the same empty hall, a servant knelt on one knee, respectfully addressing the black-haired woman on the throne.

Her identity was already obvious; she was Mo Mo's older sister who had taken over as acting leader.

"Do you even need to explain? Do you think I'm Long Ming, or are you the one with a brain disability?" He looked down disdainfully at the waiter beneath him. "Get lost."

"..." The waiter silently lay down on the ground and rolled to the side.

"Finally, I'm leaving that troublesome world..." The black-haired woman nodded and mused, "So, it's finally time to begin... Hey, you, come back here."

"..." The servant tumbled back to the throne and resumed his kneeling position. "Please give your instructions, Your Majesty."

"Has the news spread?" The black-haired woman asked without even glancing at the waiter, as she tossed a tuft of her long, black hair behind her back and fiddled with it.

"The other two factions have already received news of the young master's departure and have begun to plan their next move," the waiter replied, bowing his head.

"Hmm, very good, not bad, that's more interesting." The black-haired woman nodded with satisfaction.

"Chief, please forgive my overstepping, but with your arrangements, and you not even allowing us to interfere, the young master might..."

"Are you questioning me?" The black-haired woman narrowed her eyes as strands of hair slipped through her fingers.

"..."

"Don't try to guess what I'm thinking. Just do as I say." The black-haired woman looked away.

The waiter stumbled, his body going limp and he almost collapsed onto the floor.

"Yes."

"Alright, you can get lost now."

"Yes."

“There’s one more thing,” the black-haired woman called out again, her tone icy. “Did you forget the word ‘agent’ just now?”

"..."

"This will not be repeated."

"Yes, Acting Chief."

The waiter lunged forward, landing face down, and rolled away from the empty hall with a whoosh.

"..."

The black-haired woman yawned silently, propped her head up with one hand, sat on the throne, and closed her eyes.

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1. Arrival at a place that seemed strangely familiar.

"Coo coo coo coo coo-"

Beneath a towering giant tree, a sound emanated from a hollow in the tree. Pushing aside the leaves at the entrance, a figure crawled out, brushed off the dirt and leaves clinging to their body, and stood up. "We're here," Mo Mo stretched. "This is the world we visited last time." "Why are you so sure?" the system asked. "This familiar tree, this familiar hollow." "Mo Mo—" he said, tugging at his tattered clothes, the only indication of their former value being the corners of the garment. "And these familiar clothes... how could I not be sure? This is the tree hollow we slept in when we left this world last time! What's the principle behind this?" "Don't ask me, I don't know either. Haven't you been in charge of this time travel all along?" The system cleanly distanced itself from the situation in a few words. "As expected, I guessed right. You'll definitely return to this world as soon as possible. How about it, can't wait to see your old flame?" "Go away, can't you ever get rid of this habit of talking big?" Mo Mo curled his lip in disgust and looked around. He didn't find any living beings. "Seven said he and Bella would be a little late, so for now it's just us... wait..." Mo Mo reached into the void and pulled out a card. "There should be three of us now." The image of Sirin on the card was full of life and spirit, as if she might come to life from the painting at any moment. Looking at the card, Mo Mo fell into memories.

"Well then, Master, it's time to set off." Nefit stood before Mo Mo with arms outstretched and proclaimed loudly, "Which world will you be heading to next to continue your journey?"

"As long as I'm with Mo Mo, nothing else matters," Sirin replied without hesitation. Mo Mo then looked at Bella. "Me too!" Benares replied, glancing at Sirin. The decision was back in Mo Mo's hands. "Well then, we really should go back first," Mo Mo said, rubbing his chin, his brow furrowed slightly, as he pondered. "Back to the world where I found the system after I lost my memory."

This was five hundred years ago in the world of the Broken Corner A. After all, the last departure was far too sudden, without any warning or consideration. If possible, I really wanted to go back and take a look. "Please reconsider, my master." Nefit Seven's voice held a hint of advice. "Several days have passed; the organization's power should have already infiltrated that world. Going back now would be tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap, a futile effort. I do not recommend you do so." "Exactly, exactly, aren't you just walking into a trap?" The system scoffed dismissively. "Although there is indeed danger… I need to finish what I didn't do before." "Mo Mo said seriously. At least I hope to do my part to change that tragic ending." "I think Mo Mo is right." Xi Lin suddenly interjected at this moment. "Little girl, why aren't you trying to persuade Mo Zai instead of joining in the commotion?" The system said with a slight surprise. Nefert Seven also frowned. "Because..." Xi Lin poked her finger, "If he doesn't do this, Mo Mo won't be Mo Mo, right?" The system and Nefert Seven "exchanged glances" and sighed. "Besides, now Bella and I can help Mo Mo, so nothing will go wrong." Xi Lin said confidently. "I hope so." Nefert Seven took over the topic, "Then let's go to that world as the master wishes and finish what's left unfinished." "Okay." Mo Mo nodded. "You... alright, go ahead, as long as your luck isn't too bad, nothing bad should happen." The system also gave in. “Then I’ll be going.” Mo Mo got up from the sofa, making a move to head towards the bedroom. Since he couldn’t yet use his abilities proficiently, he could only rely on the method Nefert Seven had provided for now. “Wait a moment, my master.” Nefert Seven called out to Mo Mo, “There’s something I forgot to tell you.” “Hmm?” Mo Mo turned his head and asked, “What is it?” “It’s about those belts you lost earlier, Master…” Nefert Seven smiled slightly, “Actually, I took them with me.”

A flash of light passed by, and a purple figure rushed in front of Nefit Seven in the blink of an eye, knocking him to the ground and pinning him down. Even before the system could give its lines, Mo Mo had already transformed and completely controlled Nefit Seven. "Why did you do this? Where did you hide everything? Did someone order you to do this?" Mo Mo's knee pressed against Nefit Seven's back, rendering him immobile. Mo Mo's free hand was still fumbling around his waist, looking like a policeman touching a gun. "Speak!" "Master, let me explain!" Nefit Seven said, somewhat reluctantly, "This is all what you ordered me to do!" "What I ordered?" Mo Mo paused, his grip loosening, and Nefit Seven got up. Coughing twice to catch his breath, Nefit Seven exclaimed, "Truly worthy of being Master, such skillful operation is breathtaking. Sorry, Seven-ge, I got a little too excited." "Mo Mo apologized, his face flushed, and pulled out a card to deactivate his transformation. 'What exactly happened?'"

“That was on the eve of your battle with the High Boss. You ordered me to take those belts with me. I think this might also be related to the reason for your battle with the High Boss,” Nefert Seven explained. ...Mo Mo tapped his head, still having no recollection. “Why would I let you take these things? Keep them for later fun.”

"What's wrong?" Mo Mo scratched his head, utterly puzzled by the strange silence. "Did I say something wrong?" "I... Mo-zai," the system said quietly, "Do you still think those belts are just toys?"

Nefert Seven shook his head and answered decisively, "Those are all new products developed by Dai-Shocker, all genuine." "Really!" Mo Mo's eyes shone brightly. "Where did you take all those belts, Seven-ge?" Those belts from Heng Gui were all paired with transformation items. Just one of them could transform you into a Rider! "To complete the task you entrusted to me, Master," Nefert Seven smiled brightly, "I have scattered them to various worlds, their whereabouts are so well hidden that even I don't know them now."

Mo Mo suddenly clutched his heart, his expression contorted in pain. "Master (Mo Mo) (Mo Zai) (Lord Mo Mo)! What's wrong, Master (Mo Mo) (Mo Zai) (Lord Mo Mo)!" Amid four different exclamations, Mo Mo's eyes rolled back, and he fell straight backward, unconscious.

Then, I transmigrated. It was a little embarrassing, but thankfully the system didn't mention it much. "It's just that for now, I can only trouble Xilin to keep her in the card for a while..." With a flick of his wrist, the card mysteriously disappeared from Mo Mo's hand. Mo Mo said calmly, "I just don't know how long it's been since we left..." "So, General Mo Mo, how should our army proceed with our next move?" The system asked, pretending to be serious, but this contrast with its usual demeanor only gave Mo Mo a strange feeling. "Let's go back to the city first." Mo Mo still had some familiarity with the surrounding paths. "Let's see what time it is now." *Swoosh!* Just then, a whooshing sound came from behind. Mo Mo slightly turned his head, dodging this deadly sneak attack. A small, purplish-white shadow swept past Mo Mo, hovering in the air, flapping its wings, ready to pounce. "Oh ho, I didn't expect to meet you again. What a coincidence." Mo Mo smiled brightly. "Although I don't know if you're the same one as last time..."

But it's okay... the card has fallen into the driver.

"Kam∈n Ride" "Kallen" The dark muzzle of the gun was pointed at the horned monster in the air. "Thank you for your welcome, I'm very happy." Mo Mo smiled as he pulled the trigger.

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2. A bolt from the blue: the day of Karen's execution.

"Awoo." Mo Mo took a bite of the fruit he had casually picked, and mumbled between chews, "Simple and easy, mmm mmm."

They had already deactivated their transformation state by now.

It's just a mere Assault-class Horned Beast. Forget one-on-one, even if you brought your entire family out, the outcome would be the same. After all, Mo Mo is no longer the same person he used to be. Recalling how he was chased around by this thing not long ago, barely surviving, Mo Mo couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. That's what they call the wheel of fortune turning. "Swallow your food before you speak. Who are you babbling to? Be careful you don't choke to death and no one will collect your corpse," the system's voice chimed in, not to be outdone. "I think you've gotten too cocky. Don't let your guard down, or you'll be the one who crashes and burns. Remember, it's only a short time before we leave this world..."

"mmm..... For example, after munching the tree fruit clean and tossing the pit aside, Mo Mo casually asked, 'Although their main task is to catch you, it doesn't mean they have nothing else to do.' The system explained dismissively, 'If those radical guys came to this world, do you think they would let it go? I can't even say how different this place is from when we left. And even if the main force has moved, there will definitely be some families left behind... If you can't even think of these things, you're brain-dead.'"

Mo Mo subtly tapped the driver icon hard on his waist, revealing it. "Even if you hadn't told me, I would have been extremely careful."

Although the system was foul-mouthed, its words, though rough, were not without merit. There were things we needed to be careful about, as a single mistake could lead to unimaginable consequences. "However, the current split within the organization isn't entirely without its advantages," the system continued, changing the subject. "Since they're gradually separating, it means that two factions can't coexist in this world at the same time, otherwise they'd probably start fighting amongst themselves. That's probably the only thing we can be thankful for, although we still don't know whose side we're on now." "Wow, that's pretty good analysis." "Of course, it's better than your brain-dead self. What else can you do besides this?" "A lot more, want to try?" Mo Mo waved his hand, demonstrating several different moves—a hammer, a knife, pliers—guaranteeing to provide the system with various unique experiences.

"Hmph, I won't stoop to your level." The system remained stubborn. "You talk as if it's all my fault. It was clearly you who started it with your foul mouth, you're completely unreasonable..." Mo Mo muttered under his breath. But as his gaze caught a familiar view, his voice involuntarily rose a few octaves, "Oh, system, look, we're almost there! I knew I hadn't gone the wrong way."

"Then hurry up! Our time is precious." The system quickly put aside its earlier grudges. The somewhat familiar town in the distance was already partially visible. "Needless to say?" Mo Mo quickened his pace.

On the deserted street, Mo Mo kept looking around. "There's not a soul on the street. It's a world of difference from when I came last time. The checks at the entrance are even stricter than before. Mo Mo even suspects that the guards wanted to strip me naked and shake me upside down." A bleak breeze rushed through the street, stirring up a few specks of dust, and a few hanging cloth bags floated listlessly. Compared to the bustling crowds earlier, the town now seemed like a ghost town. The shops along the street were all closed, and there wasn't a single stall in sight, which made Mo Mo feel a vague unease.

It seemed like something bad had happened. [Yeah, I wonder where they were transferred to... Like I said, never let your guard down; something unusual is bound to happen.] The system also inexplicably tensed up. But in medieval Europe, even with the most advanced technology, it was impossible for a black luxury car to pull out from a street corner. But this is that Big Repairman, you understand? This is that Big Repairman! [It shouldn't be related to us, right?] Mo Mo said with slight worry, [We just got back, what could it be related to? Don't think too much... Why do you look so worried?] [I'm afraid something bad has happened...] Mo Mo caught a glimpse of a figure hurrying past the street corner out of the corner of his eye. [I saw a living person!]

[Someone's here? Quick! Find cover!] The system suddenly started yelling. [Find cover my ass!] Mo Mo chased after the person. "Hey friend, stop! Friend." The person wasn't walking fast, and Mo Mo easily caught up with him. Hmm, it was a very standard extra's face. "What?" Looking at Mo Mo's tattered clothes, a hint of disgust flashed in the depths of the person's eyes. "What's wrong?" "Why are all the people here gone? Where did they all go?" Naturally sensing that disgust, Mo Mo quickly asked. "Are you from China?" With a hint of surprise on his face, the person asked again, "Did you just arrive today?" "Yes, I just arrived today." Mo Mo casually made up a clumsy "lie"...

The man silently took a step back, staring warily at Mo Mo. [System, is there something wrong with me?] This blatant rejection puzzled Mo Mo. [Probably because you're an outsider...] [He wasn't this resistant when I first came.] While Mo Mo was still wondering, the man said in a stiff tone, "Do you know Kaslana?" Kaslana... Kaslana? A strange premonition rose in Mo Mo's heart, and he asked urgently. "What? It seems you really don't know." The man pointed in a direction and said, "Today is the day the eldest daughter of the Kaslana family is to be executed."

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3. At the critical moment, the Phantom Thief Ziyuan makes a dazzling appearance.

The day of Karen Kaslana's execution was also the day she died. On the day of her execution, she died protecting unarmed civilians at the hands of the villains released by Otto, thus ending her short life. It was undeniably ironic, as if fate had played a cruel joke on her. But Mo Mo understood better than anyone what this event meant for the world, and what it meant for him. "[Tsk, although I don't know exactly what happened, it seems we've arrived at a very opportune time.]" the system said in Mo Mo's mind. Indeed, it was very opportune.

If he arrived a day late, it would mean everything was over. "Where's the execution ground? Is it this way? Thank you for your help, goodbye!" Leaving those few words behind, Mo Mo ran frantically in the direction the passerby had pointed.

There was no time left to consider the cause and effect; Karen's life was already in its final countdown. "What's going on? Mo Mo, who comes and goes like the wind, leaves passersby completely baffled," a strange person remarked.

A figure sped swiftly down the deserted street in one direction. The number of people in his line of sight gradually increased from a few scattered individuals. As he rounded an intersection, Mo Mo finally saw a massive, dark mass—a large group of people shoving and jostling in the square. In the center of the crowd, a wooden platform had been erected, and the instruments of execution for hanging stood gleaming on it. Several figures clad in black robes and wearing raven-beak masks stood around the platform maintaining order, while the rest stood silently, their expressionless masks looking down at the scattered civilians below. Behind the men in black, Mo Mo could see a familiar figure, head bowed, kneeling motionless on the platform. Clearly, the execution hadn't begun yet; Mo Mo was just a hair's breadth away from being "late." "Luckily, I made it in time," Mo Mo thought with relief. "I think I don't need to pretend I already know the answer." The system sighed. "Have you come up with any ideas yet?" "Well... given how rushed things are... I think we should just brute force our way through. Rescuing Karen from this bunch of weaklings shouldn't be too difficult." Mo Mo was very confident in this and had already made preparations. "I knew..." "More important than rescuing Karen is dealing with the horned beasts that will soon escape their cages." What worried Mo Mo was something else entirely: if he didn't handle things properly, these civilians would definitely suffer heavy casualties. It would be difficult to catch any who escaped on his own. So, sometimes certain incompetent teammates can indeed drastically increase the difficulty of a mission. "Anyway, let's squeeze in first." Mo Mo approached the crowded throng, took a deep breath, aimed at a gap, and began to squeeze in, struggling forward amidst waves of pushing and shoving. He could hear the whispers of the surrounding crowd from time to time. "How could Lady Karen have committed such a serious crime? Is there some mistake?" "Two years ago, it was Lady Karen who saved our village from the monster!" "I don't believe it! Han Si! You are not allowed to question the bishop's judgment!" One of the men in black strode to the edge of the platform and shouted at the crowd below, "Otherwise, you will all be arrested and executed for heresy! Burned at the stake!" The noisy crowd fell silent instantly, and the loudest voices lowered their heads in fear and took a few steps back. [This is indeed the Middle Ages I know.] The system suddenly commented at this moment, [Those black technologies before have completely confused me.] [Anyway, we don't have much time left.] Mo Mo's hand, which was hidden from everyone, was already holding a card, ready to make a dazzling appearance at any moment. Just then, someone grabbed Mo Mo's arm from behind and pulled him away from the crowd.

"!!" Mo Mo turned around abruptly, preparing to retaliate, when he saw a familiar face. "Seven-ge?" "Shh." Nefit Seven made a shushing gesture and whispered, "Please follow me, Master..." "Seven-ge, why are you being so cautious? Does anyone here know you?" Mo Mo, caught up in the atmosphere, whispered along. "No, I just think it makes the atmosphere more interesting..." Nefit Seven waved his hand dismissively.

Amidst a moment of silence, Mo Mo was pulled from the crowd to a corner by Nefert Seven. He also caught a glimpse of a figure dressed in black with a large hood, circling around in place.

The hood was held high by an unidentified object, failing to conceal its owner's face. "Ah, Lord Momo." Benares, pacing nervously, saw Momo and Nefit Seven and excitedly approached. "Queen 2?" "She's still in Kali for now. Let her rest." Momo pulled out a card and waved it in front of Benares. Before Benares could see it clearly, the card had vanished. He glanced back at the still platform. "The time is almost here. We're just waiting for the execution. For Momo, it's the countdown to the opening." "Then, please begin your performance, Master." Nefit Seven smiled slightly and said to Momo, "As long as you give the order, Miss Long and I will be there to support you... Do as you please." "Hmm?" Benares paused slightly, then quickly nodded. "Rest assured, Lord Momo, Bella will not let you down!"

Without hesitation, Momo inserted the card into the displayed drive. "Kamen Ride"

"Kallen!" The figure, shifting in form in the blink of an eye, effortlessly leaped onto the rooftop, disappearing from Nefert Seven's and Benares's sight in a few bounds. "Looks like there's going to be another good show," Nefert Seven turned to look at the platform, showing absolutely no sign of tension. "It's really something to look forward to."... Benares scratched his head, adjusting his hood to prevent the dragon horns from piercing it and showing, hesitating to speak. He really doesn't seem worried at all.

“Lord Arthur, it’s getting late.” The subordinate behind the leading man in black bowed and said. Arthur looked up at the sun high in the sky, sighed almost imperceptibly, and slowly raised his hand, “Execute him.”

The subordinate nodded obediently and walked over to Karen, who was kneeling motionless on the spot.

A gunshot rang out without warning. The man in black approaching Karen froze, a black bullet hole appearing in the open ground before him, a wisp of smoke rising. "Something's wrong!" Alarm bells rang out among the men in black, their wary eyes scanning all directions, causing a great commotion in the crowd. "Who is it!" the men in black shouted. "Since you've asked so sincerely..." A melodious voice rang out from above, in response... Karen's unmoving ears twitched slightly. "Then I'll mercifully tell you." "Something's wrong, everyone be careful! Protect your vitals!" Arthur instantly suppressed his inner turmoil, ordering his increasingly panicked subordinates. He looked up at the sky, searching for the unknown figure. "To prevent the spread of the Sinful Diamonds..."

"To protect endangered beauty."

"Upholding the creed of love and justice." "Lord Arthur, look!" exclaimed one of Arthur's men, pointing to the sky. "Lord Arthur, look!"

Arthur looked in the direction his subordinate was pointing and saw a dark figure rapidly descending from the sky, landing nimbly on the platform in front of Karen. "--The Purple Iris Phantom Thief, Gang Liang, has arrived." Full of wine, he turned around, and beneath the purple mask, the newcomer smiled brightly.

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4. Divine soldiers descend from the sky: a passionate "performance" on the execution platform.

"The embodiment of justice—the Purple Iris Phantom Thief—is here." A stunning purple figure descended from the sky to the astonished crowd, landing gracefully on the ground and revealing her true form to everyone. But perhaps they didn't even need to see her; the mere mention of "Purple Iris Phantom Thief" was enough to evoke memories for most of those present. Once, it was that figure soaring through the night that brought a glimmer of dawn to this increasingly desolate town—small, yet unforgettable.

And today, that figure, who had disappeared from people's sight for a while, reappeared before them! [Although in a sense, it wasn't the real deal.] [Why am I not the real deal? It's like I wasn't involved. I did participate, didn't I? We're the Purple Iris Phantom Thieves, a two-person team!] [Keep it up, don't flatter yourself. Do you think I'll listen to you?] Just as Mo Mo was striking a slightly exaggerated pose, engaging in his usual mental banter with the system, the crowd below had already stirred up an even more restless climax than before. "Father! Look! It's the Purple Iris Phantom Thieves!"

"The Purple Iris Thief! My seventh aunt's youngest cousin's child survives on the money she gives him!" I remember that too! She's appeared again!

"Have you guys noticed how much the Purple Iris Phantom Thief and Lady Kallen look alike?!" "You're only noticing now? A StarCraft Han Zong player?" "What's StarCraft? What's Han Zong?" "I don't know either, what is it?" What started as subtle whispers quickly escalated into a heated discussion due to Mo Mo's arrival. The previously quiet atmosphere was completely gone, and everyone was eagerly anticipating the exciting developments that would follow this unexpected spectacle. The platform, originally built for execution, now seemed to have become a stage prepared specifically for her. On the platform, Mo Mo stood with her back to Kallen, facing the group of men in black who were eyeing her with predatory intent, showing no fear whatsoever. The leader, known as Arthur, simply stared silently at the masked Mo Mo, without uttering a word. Mo Mo was well aware of his identity. As Karen's mentor, his attire and disguise couldn't hide his "identity" from him. Although Mo Mo couldn't see his expression at all, he was probably incredulous at what was happening before his eyes. But no matter how hard he racked his brains, he would never know what had happened. Perhaps they'd think she was some illegitimate daughter left behind by the Kaslana family head? "Hey, how dare you interrupt this sacred execution! Are you defying the authority of destiny and trying to make an enemy of us?!" Arthur remained motionless for a long time, but his subordinates couldn't hold back any longer. They boldly stepped forward and shouted angrily... "A sacred execution?" Faced with the black-clad man's question, the masked face only responded with a contemptuous sneer. "What I see is only a trampling of justice, an insult to reason, and the bullying of a saint who has dedicated everything to the beauty of this world!" Mo Mo turned around and looked at Karen, who also slightly raised her head, her haggard face displaying a stunned expression, seemingly still finding what was happening before her unbelievable. "Pure white flower blooming amidst filth, are you already on the verge of withering?" Mo Mo leaned down slightly and said, Hold your head high with confidence, beautiful lady. Isn't it a waste that such a stunning face is only admired by this dusty earth? "[You begin.][?? ?]"

"...Mo?" Karen's dazed eyes flickered slightly as she awkwardly uttered two syllables. "I'm so glad you still remember my name," Mo Mo said in a low voice, though he still called her by the wrong name as always. "Sorry, I'm a little late. Maybe, quite a long time late." Karen felt something stuck in her throat, unable to speak. "Leave the rest to me," Mo Mo said with a confident smile, turning back to face the crowd below the platform. "Look! Who is that disheveled figure?" he shouted. "She is Karen Kaslana!" For the safety of the people, she fought bravely on the front lines against monsters; her strength is admirable! For the livelihood of the people, she tirelessly sought their well-being without expecting anything in return; her nobility is awe-inspiring! For the future of the people, she worked diligently to pave a bright and prosperous road for them; her ambition is moving! Mo Mo paused slightly, raised his hand, pointed to Karen still kneeling on the platform, and said loudly, "Is she guilty?"

The noisy crowd fell silent instantly, exchanging bewildered glances. "I ask you, is she guilty?!" They all looked at Mo Mo, hesitant to speak. "I ask you, she..." Mo Mo took a deep breath and shouted.

"Guilty!" The resounding voice echoed across the square, booming in everyone's ears and stunning them. "No!" An inconspicuous figure in the crowd raised his hand and shouted, drawing everyone's attention. "Hmm?" One of the men in black looked in that direction and shouted sharply, "Do you want to die?!" The person whose face was obscured by the crowd fell silent, his raised hand slowly falling. "Hmph." The man in black gave a satisfied snort and turned around. In the instant he turned, several more hands rose. "She is innocent!"