What kind of chat group is this?!

Misaka Sisters, come live with me!

Misaka Mikoto covered her forehead, thinking about what Lin Mo might say: "Seriously, if you say that, there's only one outcome, isn't there?"

He's just making fun of himself! This jerk needs to change his ways!

However, Lin Mo had already left the world of A Certain Magical Index at this time and returned to the world of Honkai Impact 3.

St. Freya Academy

10:03 AM

Even though Raiden Mei became the Archbishop of Schicksal, she couldn't escape being captured during class.

Although Lin Mo drastically altered the Cocoon of the End, turning the filtered Honkai energy into a clean energy source, this does not mean that the previous Honkai disaster has passed, nor does it mean that Herrschers will not continue to be born.

However, the widespread disaster caused by the birth of the Lawyer has now become a widespread ecological environment recovery.

Therefore, we need to continue learning about Honkai Beasts and related knowledge, and the teaching materials need to be revised accordingly.

As a result, the scientists, teachers, and Valkyries of the present era are all extremely busy.

Especially after Lin Mo took the time to resurrect the scientists who had been persecuted to death by Otto, they not only needed to quickly grasp the current information, but also needed to learn some basic knowledge about the scientists from their deaths to the present day.

Kiana, who was already a poor student, suffered even more at this time, and her already low academic scores dropped even further.

I was completely engrossed in studying.

Beside the magnificent fountain pool, Lin Mo saw an acquaintance named Joachim.

Or you could call him Walter Young, which wouldn't be a problem either.

"Hey, Lao Yang, you don't have class?" Lin Mo greeted him proactively. "I thought some guy with the messy hair would try to get you and Spicy Lobster to come and tell me to resurrect Joyce."

"Good morning, Lin Mo." Walter looked slightly surprised, then walked over to Lin Mo: "Ein has no intention of resurrecting Joyce. He said that if Joyce were resurrected, it would negate everything I have done in the past."

"It seems you're quite surprised to meet me here."

Walter neither confirmed nor denied this, and said, "After all, the train has already departed. I thought you would go directly to the train and not come back here."

"What nonsense are you talking about? My love is still here, why wouldn't I come back?"

Lin Mo glared at Walter: "Old Yang, to be honest, you actually want to go to space too, right?"

Walter neither denied nor admitted it, but his attitude clearly implied it. He simply changed the subject: "Some people don't want to leave Earth, and Earth needs us now. It will probably take three or four years to sort out these messy things."

"I don't deny that there are many things to be done here."

"I've heard that you've been to a world with giant mechs."

Walter's Adam's apple bobbed, and he finally asked what he most wanted to know: "What's it like to actually control one of those mechs?"

"It doesn't really affect me, so if you want to know, I'll send you one."

"The foster father is here!"

Upon hearing this, Walter immediately bowed down.

Lin Mo dodged to the side: "Godfather, there's no need for that. I don't want you to come and stab me with the handle of a halberd one day. If you really want to thank me, Lao Yang, you should go back to the animation industry and continue creating the Houmu series. If you're out of inspiration, I'll send you to another world or the universe for a spin."

This is no ordinary godfather!

Walter only regretted that Lin Mo wasn't born a few years earlier, so that he could have met him when he was at his youngest.

Excited heart, trembling hands.

Walter held onto Lin Mo's hand tightly and wouldn't let go.

Walter, Shazabi VIIIII is, getdaze!

After chatting for a few more minutes, Lin Mo left first.

In Dean Theresa's office, the instant the door opened, Theresa tore the comic book in her hand into atomic pieces within 0.1 seconds.

"Ah...hahahaha, why didn't you knock before you came in?"

Theresa looked at Lin Mo with a guilty look on her face, partly because she had been caught peeking at comics, and partly because of her ambiguous relationship with Lin Mo.

The two weren't actually very familiar with each other, so for Theresa, their meeting was as awkward as two green recruits meeting for the first time on a blind date.

Not to mention that her own good niece had pulled a fast one on her, making Theresa even more embarrassed when she saw Lin Mo.

The petite figure behind the desk carefully scrutinized the man who entered with her deep blue eyes. She didn't know why he didn't seem embarrassed at all.

I don't know what my grandfather was thinking, but I'll definitely order two copies of Grandma Karen's NTR manga and burn them for him as revenge.

"I knocked, but all I heard was your silly laughter, so I just came in."

Lin Mo sat opposite Theresa and looked down at the desk.

Seemingly noticing that Lin Mo's gaze wasn't on her, Theresa, who was under the table, also looked down. There was nothing under the table except her shoes and her feet.

What...are you looking at?

Theresa was puzzled. Could it be that she was hiding some kind of Honkai Beast under her table?

Lin Mo's gaze fell on Theresa's feet.

Those were small feet that swayed constantly, wrapped in white silk but revealing a hint of flesh color and healthy rosy hue, already appearing very tender from afar.

The moment the moonlit, delicate silk wrapped around her toes, it was destined to imprison all gazes directed at her.

If I had to describe it in one word, I would say it's like the shimmering white of a newly blooming lily of the valley bud, glistening with the morning sun and reflecting the sunlight.

The silk fabric, with its almost ambiguous tension, conforms to the breathtaking curve of the arch of the foot, while outlining a delicate and fragile contour at the ankle. The semi-transparent material allows the skin beneath to peek through with a very faint pink hue, like the iridescence hidden within the finest mother-of-pearl.

With each swing of the feet and the unconscious clenching of the toes, the white silk, amidst the interplay of light and shadow, resembled a white butterfly fluttering its wings amidst a rose bush, each flap of its wings creating silent, breathtaking ripples.

"Um..."

"Um..."

Theresa realized what Lin Mo was looking at, so she silently curled up in her seat and asked, "Have you... seen enough?"

"Pretty much." Lin Mo wasn't embarrassed at all and said, "It's not just a visual feast, but a kind of beauty that's almost sacrilegious, so you don't need to be shy."

"How could I not be embarrassed about something like this?"

Theresa blushed and mumbled something, but quickly changed the subject to avoid continuing the conversation: "So, is there something you need to see the headmaster about?"

"I'm just curious, Mei appointed you as the acting archbishop, why aren't you at headquarters?"

“Uh…” Theresa blushed slightly, a hint of embarrassment appearing on her face. “Well… it’s all outsourced. Anyway, Amber has already done so much work for Grandpa and is used to all the duties of a bishop. It’s not a bad thing to let Amber continue to fill in.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo sighed inwardly: "Poor Amber, meeting your Apocalypse family must have been a terrible sin in her past life."

"Is that really the only thing?" Theresa felt like she could dig a three-bedroom, two-living-room house out of her chair with her toes.

"It's not just about that. I'm more curious about what you were laughing about earlier." Lin Mo was thinking to himself that he needed to build a relationship with Theresa and cultivate a connection, and then deal with the complicated interpersonal relationships he was getting entangled in here.

Raiden Mei and Kiana are essentially indifferent to each other. After all, Mei is always tolerant, and Kiana doesn't care about messy things at all—especially after she has figured out her background and her relationship with Durandal, she cares even less.

Lin Mo's interference meant that Kiana experienced almost no painful experiences. The only relatively painful experience was the compensation issue when Kiana and Sirin elbowed each other and sent an inhabited island flying.

"what..."

Theresa exclaimed briefly, "I thought it was something else! It's just this!"

Theresa "jumped" off the chair and ran towards Lin Mo in her shoes: "The Great Adventure of Houmu is about to have a brand new chapter, and at the same time, the animation and movie adaptations are already on the agenda."

Looking at the message on Theresa's phone, Lin Mo thought to himself that Walter's work efficiency was really high. Could it be that the Sazabi he gave him was enough to compensate for his wounded heart?

Theresa quickly jumped between topics, swiftly pulling out several brand-new copies of "The Great Adventure of Houmu" from her bookshelf, adopting the demeanor of a missionary: "Speaking of which, I heard from Mei that you haven't watched any anime or anything like that in a long time."

Now Himeko can't say she's not doing her job properly during work hours. This is a good opportunity to have a good exchange of values ​​and cultivate feelings with her future husband!

"Uh... Mei watches anime?"

“How should I put it…” Theresa pondered Raiden Mei’s experiences every day after returning home, and then briefly summarized, “Raiden Mei is sandwiched between Bronya and Kiana on either side, and is forced to watch anime with them.”

"Didn't these two actually start fighting?"

"Bronya can't beat Kiana's J doubts now; Lu e1 deleted - Emu Jiu 2%."

"No, I meant Mei and Kiana."

"emmm..."

Theresa gave a subtle look: "It's best not to dwell on this. I overheard them plotting something about how to allocate their time when I passed by earlier."

Lin Mo: ?

"Never mind," Lin Mo said. "Since you have nothing to do here anyway, why don't you take me here to have some fun for a day?"

"Wait a moment, let me think it over."

Those who think thrice should think of danger, retreat, and change.

But for Theresa, the thoughts are about where to go, what excuse to use, and what to eat today.

I haven't been to Houmu Paradise in a long time, but will going to Houmu Paradise be considered too childish? Should I ask myself?

"Anywhere you want to go?"

Lin Mo said uncertainly, "Uh...Houmu Paradise?"

After all, he was genuinely curious about what Houmu Paradise looked like and what the Houmu meal tasted like, and he felt it would be strange to go alone.

You might even encounter a familiar situation where mothers with children are pointing and gesturing.

"Are you serious?"

“Yes, I’m very serious.” Lin Mo said, “Mainly because I’ve never been there before, so I want to find out for myself and also see what the rumored Houmu set meal tastes like.”

"The taste is definitely not as good as the food you make with those magical kitchen utensils you gave Mei."

Why is it that when the other person really wants to go to Houmu Paradise, I suddenly don't want to go anymore?

Theresa couldn't help but complain inwardly.

Lin Mo said, "When you go out to eat, it's about the atmosphere and the emotions, isn't it?"

"What you said makes sense."

Theresa put her hands on her hips: "It's decided then. Let me tidy up the table a bit, and then we'll head out!"

In a classroom of the St. Freya Academy teaching building

Two words

Kiana, who was in class, looked completely at ease. Her azure eyes were devoid of any light, and she stared blankly at the lecturer on the podium who was talking non-stop.

Kiana didn't hear a word the teacher said. Instead, she felt that the teacher was talking on the stage, buzzing around like a bee.

【I want to sleep... Ugh~ So annoying! But Mei said she won't let me see Lin Mo or eat fried chicken if I don't study hard~ Even though I was here first! Even if she doesn't want me to see Lin Mo, it should be me preventing Mei and Aunt Flo from seeing him.】

Why would Mei say such cold and heartless things?! That wretched Bronya must have said something bad about her. I should find a chance to beat her up.

It looks like the person is still here, but they've actually been gone for a while.

Distracted thinking in class is an unavoidable part of the experience.

Kiana's eyelids were drooping wildly, and she was also having an internal struggle.

Kiana: Sirin, are you there? Sirin?

[Cirin: What do you want to do?]

Kiana: How about we switch?

[Cirin: Ha, foolish human, do you think I can't sense that bastard Lin Mo's presence? Trying to lure me out to kill me, is that it? I won't let you have your way!]

Hey... Lin Mo is back?

Kiana suddenly perked up. Good thing she's back! Now she doesn't have to be controlled by Mei anymore. She can sleep in class! She'll have a long, deep sleep!

Kiana finally closed her eyes after thinking about this.

However, less than three minutes later, she was hit precisely on the head by a piece of chalk from the teacher on stage.

Ugh, Aunt Himeko... no, Sister Himeko is holding me up to sleep again. How awful! This girl must be jealous that I have a boyfriend and girlfriend.

(Mei: Correction, although you pulled me out of the gloom and made me very happy, you only have a boyfriend, not a girlfriend.)

"Kiana, stand in the hallway!"

She opened her eyes, looked helpless, and took her textbook to the corridor. At the other end of the corridor, Theresa and Lin Mo happened to pass by.

Kiana, with her keen eyes, darted around and shouted, "Sirin, you actually want to possess me at this moment? I, Kiana, will never allow you to do as you wish, even if it costs me the honor of Kaslana!"