Honkai Impact 3rd, what should an ordinary player do at the start?

There's still the Stigmata Project.

There are still many experiments that need her help.

It's all meaningless now—in a time when even the last vestiges of thought have ceased.

The Jackal, who was supposed to conduct inhumane human experiments on Kiana Kaslana later and live peacefully to the last moment, met his end at this moment.

Like pigs, dogs, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, and fish, they never uttered a harsh word or a complete sentence.

This genius... or at least the genius who thought he was, was able to have close contact with the alloy floor.

"I hate trouble."

—This is the only message left in Jiangcheng.

Even the fact that Jackal was still very useful at this time, and that there were many plans that needed him to temporarily step in, was not mentioned. The only thing Gray Serpent did was call for the cleaning robot.

A robot, also shaped like a snake, emerged from the shadows, opened its massive mouth, and swallowed the dead jackal's carcass whole. Then it turned around and tossed it away like trash.

The scholar who once hailed himself as a genius and dreamed of studying the Law Master is now regarded as junk and trash by the cheapest cleaning tools.

In the past, she probably wouldn't have bothered to even glance at such things.

They probably never imagined they would be taken away like this one day.

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"Kill this piece of trash, and leave his position for Changguang. She's quite skilled."

"Dr. Maki of Schicksal, although he is probably still inhuman at this stage, it doesn't matter. He can make a drug that can clear Honkai energy without harming the body. His technology is much better than this guy's."

If the jackal were still alive, or if its head hadn't been immediately taken away and dismembered, it would probably be furious to death on the spot if it saw this.

She had barely died when someone already coveted her position.

The problem is that the gray snake had no complaints whatsoever.

The guy who always put on airs in front of her, who couldn't even get a sum of money or some materials, and who always talked about being the Lord of the World Serpent, was now like a student, bowing his head, humbly asking for advice, and recording Jiang Cheng's every word and action—he even took out paper and pen, despite being a robot.

Although she didn't say a word or take any action throughout the whole incident, there's no doubt that Raiden Mei, who was the origin of the dispute, didn't care about it either—she glanced at him again, bit her lip as a normal student, and then focused her attention on the boy once more.

Jackals or something.

I don't care.

"Grey Serpent, bring the Seven Thunders of Purification to Mei and let her practice them properly. Also, prepare the personnel to receive the Mandate of Heaven."

"Prepare a quiet room for me now; I'm about to begin developing my Stigmata."

Faced with the boy's instructions—the command came naturally.

Gray Snake remained silent.

First, it lowered its head as if it were connecting and constructing something, and then another gray snake emerged from the shadows—the two gray snakes were almost identical, the only difference being that the newcomer had red eyes.

The red-eyed gray snake bent down—

"Please follow me, Lord Jiangcheng."

"Jiangcheng?"

The tightly gripped arm showed no sign of loosening, and looking down, all one could see was a watery (Nine) cage mountain 7 one shirt of worry—like the lightning that should have crushed the keen eyes had turned into liquid.

"Don't worry, I value my life the most. Even if you hadn't come, this was a development I had to face, as I had anticipated. It wasn't a potentially dangerous action taken on short notice because of the need to fight Otto."

Jiang Cheng, who only had one hand, couldn't stop the girl from leaving on his own; he could only gently and earnestly try to dissuade her.

"In this terrible world, whether you're working hard or giving up, strength is absolutely indispensable."

"You should also get your new gear ready, this will extend your time as a Tier 0 champion by another year."

Having said all that, and faced with repeated assurances of her safety, Raiden Mei had no choice but to agree, no matter how much she didn't want to be separated from her lover.

After all, you can't just say something like, "I'll just protect you"—even though the girl really wanted to say it, she could only nod gently.

She lowered her head.

"That……"

"Ok."

You must take good care of yourself.

"If anything happens, I... I can become very strong too."

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P.S.: I doubt anyone expected this turn of events.

Chapter 68 Transition, and Reflections on the Future

Watching the girl's departing figure, and the thing left on him that could immediately alert her to any slight movement, seemingly out of a desire to protect himself, he created something resembling an energy crystal—a thing whose principle even the girl herself couldn't understand.

Looking at his empty right arm, with only the hollow sleeve fluttering in the wind, the once calm boy could no longer bear this incompleteness.

"Grey Snake, do you have any good prosthetic limb recommendations?"

"The key is combat effectiveness."

It seems they had been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

The gray snake, with its red-eyed skirt and witchcraft, didn't even need to hesitate. With a gentle clap of its hands, an automatic car pushing a glass display case instantly arrived in front of the two from the edge of the shadow, in that seemingly deliberately created extreme darkness that even the eyesight of a Saint Mark holder would find difficult to traverse.

It's hard to imagine how such a high-tech thing could be designed in such a sloppy yet mysterious way—Jiang Cheng was speechless at the sheer amount of stuff crammed into the shadows.

"I've already prepared what you requested on the way here, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

He pointed to the glass display case on the car—where a prosthetic limb, made of some unknown metal, was lying.

The design is hard to describe, because no normal person would be so crazy as to make a high-tech thing look like steampunk, let alone expose those obviously important gears without any protective treatment. It is clearly a futuristic technology, but the prosthesis does not have any advanced features, but is more like a rough one.

If one had to give it an evaluation, then rather than describing it as a high-tech product that might exist in reality, it would be more accurate to describe it as the mechanical arm that Jiang Cheng used to wear after his father cut off his hand in a game called "Devil May Cry."

Compared to practicality, what he saw at first glance was handsomeness, followed by unconventionality, and then a combination of the two.

—A unique and cool style.

Velvi...

This was the first name that popped into the boy's mind.

"Judging from your expression, you must already know."

"This is a creation restored by one of the World Serpent's former lords, meticulously crafted by that lord, something unattainable in this era..."

The red-eyed gray snake didn't hesitate to start praising itself, even making the already flashing red monitor brighter.

It's hard to understand where this loyalty comes from.

How do robots achieve a state of heightened arousal?

Ultimately, the outcome is irrelevant.

“I know who it is, it’s Velvi, ranked fifth, the Spiral Hero, the owner of the Spiral Workshop, and the Minister of Engineering of the Old Moth of Fire.”

"This thing has a very Vilvier-esque style, but it's definitely not a product she meticulously crafted. I also know that this level is absolutely unattainable for people right now. It's very useful for the combat power I need to quickly develop right now. Also, don't forget to prepare a usable body for me. I still can't stand using machines for too long."

Jiang Cheng is neither, nor ever worried about, displaying more knowledge, and once he decides to do something, he doesn't doubt it until he gets beaten up—this is a fine quality.

Keep walking firmly until you hit Nanshan Mountain.

Furthermore, there is the excellent example of Aponia.

Few people would doubt it.

The first person will be doubted, but the hardest thing in the world is always being the first. When a second person appears, and a third person appears, the credibility of a thing increases. People always follow the crowd.

Although this can be considered a last resort, because the boy did not believe that his ordinary-level talent would not be exposed, and that he would not show any special familiarity at certain times, so that others would see that he knew a lot. At the same time, it was also to solve some troubles and to use other people's abilities to solve problems more quickly—like this time.

He revealed some basic information about Vilvie, information that theoretically shouldn't be known to anyone other than the World Serpent, or even members of the World Serpent who are heading to Paradise.

The red-eyed gray snake quickly began preparing the necessary groundwork for the surgery, leading him to the relevant operating room—after going through a hundred and eighty turns.

The reason they stopped offering any introductions was probably because they realized their attempts to explain were futile and pointless.

After eliminating some introductions and conversations, the troubles almost instantly disappeared, and even the winding corridors seemed much more pleasing to the eye.

"arrive."

"This is where you will have your prosthetic limb installed."

I stared at the cold, white room that seemed to embody a stereotype, and a whole bunch of messy, unidentifiable machines.

Jiang Cheng once again drew the Jizo Soul from its sheath and plunged it straight into the floorboards at the entrance of the room.

Without any attempt to conceal the presence of those around him—Grey Snake and the surgical team about to begin their work.

"Please help me resolve any issues and prevent them from doing anything unrelated to the implanted prosthetic body."

"Thank you in advance. This is my last small request before fulfilling our agreement."

Only when the crimson blade flashed with an inexplicable light once more, and that bewitching voice impatiently responded in his mind, and he was certain that his safety was being watched over and that nothing would go wrong, that he wouldn't wake up to find himself a wet mess, or that someone might tamper with his things, did Jiang Cheng finally agree to lie on the operating table.

of course.

It can't be that simple.

This trust is also based on the premise that the power of Jizo's Soul has already radiated around the area, and that the Herrscher of Corruption has read through the malice.

There were no manipulative methods involved; it was simply a physiological check, relying on the abilities that Rin had honed in Yae Village and through her five-hundred-year entanglement with Yae Sakura.

[No ill intent... This is the last time you'll say it.]

Feel sorry……

Apologize—that's the only thing Jiangcheng can do.

Because I would make the same choice again if given the chance.

No matter how low the probability, it is necessary to avoid all low-probability events that may lead to one's own crisis—this is the best way to survive in a world where, for special individuals, no rules, order, or even ** matter, and where humans can kill most of the population with a single blow.

Facing the blinding white light and his increasingly sluggish thoughts, Jiang Cheng gradually closed his eyes.

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Jiang Cheng waited to enter that space where consciousness existed once again—but this time, even as his last bit of consciousness disappeared, he was not pulled into that strange space.

Perhaps it can also be understood as no one creating space anymore, and the Herrscher of Thunder, as the source of space creation, is on the other side.

It can also create space, or even better erosion, otherwise one would be completely focused on this operation.

This can probably also be seen as proof that the erosion is very serious about its work. Even as a negative personality, an individual whose heart is blinded by hatred, is still more trustworthy than the vast majority of humans.

I don't know how much time passed, because I was constantly being illuminated by white light, which even affected my ability to fall asleep.

When Jiang Cheng opened his eyes again, he felt something he hadn't felt for almost a month.

—The sensation of the right hand.

what……

Prosthetic limbs are indeed the worst option.

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"Lord Jiangcheng, how are you feeling? Shall we go to the training room to test the prosthetic limb first?"

Invited by the gray snake, Jiang Cheng went to the training room to practice on the created Honkai Beasts. Facing the enormous and ferocious beast, which was wielding a sharp red and white spear, Jiang Cheng casually raised his Jizo Mitsuki. The eyes hidden beneath the heavy, paladin-like shield held only pure killing intent and coldness.

In an instant, a crimson light, like a shooting star, flashed across the sky under the cold lights, as if the air itself had been shattered and destroyed in a flash, stealing away all the brilliance and leaving only that red streak that swept upwards from the lower right.

“Ka——!!”

The sound of the strike was crisp and clear, without any obstruction.

Just one blow.

—The Temple-class Honkai Beast collapsed.

The monster that could be described as enormous and terrifying, the monster that Jiang Cheng would not even have the thought of running away from before he transmigrated, now seemed as insignificant as dust.