Honkai Impact 3rd is not considered a small opening

In Honkai Impact, a world where the average person isn't very tall, Ling is genuinely tall.

"Hmm, Guyu, speaking of which, why don't Ling and Guyu get along? I feel that Guyu is a pretty good person."

Gu Yu, that silly child, initially thought her grandfather was the villain and hoped Xia would quickly abandon the darkness and turn to the light, so as not to make a mistake.

Of course, Xia didn't learn these things while chatting with Gu Yu; she told him herself.

The relationship between the two is not as bad as it used to be. After all, An Yu's previous behavior has made many people no longer dislike him.

Ling hugged something to the chest and sneered twice.

"Which child have you ever had a bad impression of?"

"And there's this new girl in red who recently joined us. I heard you secretly bit her arm when your sister wasn't around."

Speaking of this, Ling manually flipped the dice over, her dislike changing from "not disliking it" to "not too disliking it."

An Yu's gaze darted around. What she said was indeed true. Moreover, Hongyi was really so well-behaved. Compared to Gu Yu's arrogance and Ling's straightforwardness, Hongyi's sweet and gentle personality was truly pleasing to An Yu's heart.

He wants a sister like that.

I was looking forward to Gretchen growing up, but I've already met the woman in red. I'm sorry, Gretchen, I was born before you were born, and you were born after I was old.

It's not that I'm fickle, it's just that the age gap is too big.

"This is all for the treatment of Honkai disease."

An Yu suddenly pressed down on Ling's shoulder seriously, her gaze so sincere that Ling was somewhat puzzled.

I just want to say something: why are you taking this so seriously?

"Besides, what do I have to talk about with Gu Yu? We're class enemies."

Ling hugged her chest and raised her head even higher. She used to be a top student at school, while Gu Yu was the second-generation dog in the village. They had absolutely nothing in common.

"Don't just use a word you've learned randomly, little one." An Yu rubbed Ling's head, and besides, An Yu didn't know whether to tell Ling or not.

Now you and she are pretty much the same, both second-generation rich.

"Hmph, anyway, I have nothing to talk about with her. Next time An Yu takes me to school, if we run into her again, I definitely shouldn't keep chatting with her."

Although Gu Yu herself said that she and Ling had reconciled, the two actually didn't have much interaction. Although there weren't many classmates in the class, if they all formed a small group, it would be difficult to have fun together.

Right now, they're just classmates I can chat with.

After thinking for a moment, An Yu nodded enthusiastically, "Definitely next time."

Does "next time is definitely" mean "this time is not certain"?

Ling walked beside him expressionlessly, the noise of the scumbag An Yu talking to other children constantly reaching her ears.

When did things start to become like this?

Mingling remembered that An Yu-ge used to only have eyes for her, whether he was taking her to school or picking her up from school.

But now, he's such a womanizer!

Scumbag! Scumbag!

It wasn't until they reached the school gate that An Yu reluctantly said goodbye to the other children. Even Gu Yu, that guy, pretended to pat her on the shoulder.

Hmph, you have to stand on tiptoe to look directly at your own shorty.

But Ling didn't step into the campus. She stared blankly at An Yu, wanting an explanation.

After a moment of confusion, An Yu also gave Ling a warm and gentle hug, and they immediately separated after a brief moment of contact.

"Goodbye, I won't say the same old thing. Ling, have a happy day!"

Who needs a hug from you!

Ling pointed to a group of elementary school students who had already walked away. She originally wanted to criticize An Yu, but then she saw another group of elementary school students who hadn't been sent to school by their parents.

"Didn't you say you'd definitely do it next time?!" Ling quickly pulled An Yu to a breakfast shop that wasn't crowded.

It's not that business is bad, but rather that very few people choose to eat in the restaurant.

"Next time for sure?" An Yu feigned confusion, then added, "Next time for sure."

"Ah! How did my sister fall for you?!"

Ling scratched her head in frustration. Everyone knew An Yu was a scumbag, yet her own sister was infatuated with him.

"Who's your sister?!" Ling couldn't think of anything powerful to say in the end, and stared at An Yu, wanting the other party to realize her position.

I, Ling, am your sister. You, An Yu, are Ying's boyfriend. My brother is not everyone's!

“But they call me ‘brother’ so sweetly, Ling.” An Yu said sincerely.

In particular, the girl in red will look delighted, but because of her personality, she will only shout in a soft, sweet voice. Gu Yu is even more adorable; she will pretend that it's not that she wants to shout, but that she's just shouting for someone else.

There's also Gretchen, but unfortunately Gretchen is too young right now. Although she calls him "brother" in a soft and sweet voice, she seems more like a child who doesn't understand anything.

"You think you can be bought off with just one 'brother'? Do you think you can forget your own sister just because someone gives you a couple of perfunctory compliments?" Ling said sadly.

"Why don't you let Ling give it a try? Maybe then all my attention will be on Ling."

Chapter 273: 270 "Please"

“You seem to be in a very good mood today,” Aponia said gently, closing her book.

That's right, just thinking about how Ling hesitated for so long before sweetly calling her "brother" made An Yu incredibly satisfied.

"Some personal matters, but Aponia, before we do that, let me ask you one last time: are you really sure you've decided?"

An Yu wasn't used to putting that kind of weight on others, but Wei Erwei didn't care. She was her girlfriend, so she should bully her hard. After all, husbands and wives are supposed to die together.

But Aponia is different. She is still young, and with her looks, her abilities, and her future, she has a very bright future.

She could even live a carefree life as a wealthy housewife or a successful businesswoman in the future.

“Maybe I’m not short at all?” Aponia chuckled.

In this Honkai world where the average height is extremely short, her height is an astonishing 1.75 meters, but Aponia clearly didn't mean that.

“You are indeed very tall, but I am taller than you now. Speaking of which, I am actually a little envious of your abilities.” An Yu gestured to show their heights; Aponia only reached An Yu’s forehead.

However, the other party's abilities are indeed abnormal, with almost maxed-out persuasion skills, or perhaps brainwashing? It doesn't seem like that; it's more like mind control.

"So I'm following you now."

Aponia was in high spirits; she was in good spirits all day long. She even thought about how the broken thread of fate would be completely mended under her witness, and a sense of mission and responsibility for the game welled up from within her.

As for what An Yu said, she could understand it, because in the past she had never told anyone about her special circumstances, and she always made her own judgments and took responsibility for everything.

Until she realized that her own abilities were indeed somewhat powerless, and that An Yu was indeed a bug in fate.

Otherwise, she wouldn't bother with An Yu and would have just done it herself.

An Yu kept her face tense and pursed her lips:

"You understand the art of language."

"Don't worry, even if the sky falls, I, An Yu, will be there to protect you."

This meeting was not initiated on short notice, but was arranged yesterday after An Yu and Xia Tong discussed it, and it was scheduled for 10 a.m.

When the meeting began, the leaders of the other states were taken aback when they looked at Aponia next to An Yu.

They weren't surprised to see An Yu; this young man had indeed been making headlines lately. But why was there another woman by his side?

"Did you initiate this meeting?" The people from Mu Continent didn't see Xia's figure, so they asked An Yu with some surprise.

"Yes, but this time I mainly want to discuss something with you. Oh, Aponia is in charge of saying it."

An Yu also pointed to the speech manuscript next to Aponia.

It was noticeable that the leaders from other continents were somewhat distracted, after all, An Yu's age made her somewhat harmless in such matters.

As for Aponia? She's just a secretary, not worth worrying about.

They could probably guess An Yu's thoughts: to elevate the position of the Fire Moth or to increase the importance attached to the Honkai. The reason they guessed this was not because of An Yu's personality, but because the Fire Moth had to do this.

Because this is the very foundation of the moth's existence.

Well, it's time to let these confident young people know what the charm of Tai Chi and language is.

I know you're strong, you're a great fighter, and I know you've been the one who resolved the recent collapses. But worrying unnecessarily isn't a good habit.

Furthermore, we should not underestimate the battles on other continents. Perhaps it would be better for the Firemoth to contribute all its technology and revert to a research organization, or a nominal organization on other continents during the war.

Everyone harbored their own ulterior motives, until the nun who seemed to have a knack for choosing people, picked up the speech.

""please"……"

An Yu didn't feel anything, so he began to feel somewhat reassured about Aponia's abilities.

The meeting room was very quiet, with only simple "yes" and "okay" sounds; not even a "thank you" was uttered.

An Yu raised her eyes and looked at the others again, then at Aponia, whose gentle expression was filled with sincerity. Yet, her gentle and devout words transformed into a devilish shackle, easily binding everyone else who had turned on the video.

The meeting was rather long, not because of the amount of content, but because it was broadcast several times. The situation was different in some continents, and it was difficult for one person to have the authority to make decisions alone, so it was necessary to ask for the opinions of others.

Because the leader did not want to offend anyone, Aponia was put in charge of persuading people after the broadcast.

The meeting, which started promptly at 10 a.m., had only a few points to cover, yet it continued until 5 p.m. amidst the discussions.

An Yu, who was originally thought to be the host, has now become a servant who serves tea and water.

An Yu was enjoying himself, and he didn't mind if Aponia asked him to massage his shoulders and legs. He finally understood why some people used to say that humans in Aponia were invincible.

Wait, why doesn't the "human invincibility" rule work on me?

Could it be that our race truly speaks the An language?

For a moment, An Yu didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

After the meeting ended, Aponia looked at An Yu, who hadn't been of any help whatsoever. She had initially wanted to complain, but then she realized that she hadn't really said much either, only continuing to chatter on about the specifics after others agreed.

“Everyone has their own expertise, and neither you nor I seem to be very comfortable with this kind of thing.” Aponia put down her prepared speech.

A seven-hour meeting, based on the principle of holding large meetings for minor issues and small meetings for major issues, likely involved a lot of wrangling and bickering.

In reality, the conference was built up from a number of major issues, simply because the topics being discussed were so specific.

Aponia took a sip of tea. An Yu's only use was that he brewed tea quite well.

"That's the role of a team. After all, humans are not gods, nor are they the emperors in Sister Wei's games. Although the emperors are gods, isn't our greatest strength as humans unity?"

"Just like Aponia, you're pretty good at fighting, but who can say you're useless? In my opinion, if the world really becomes peaceful, if we can really defeat the Honkai, then you will definitely be a great contributor."

Aponia, my God!

An Yu never imagined that the other party's polite use of the word "please" would have such a great effect.

It was as if they had entered a perfect paradise where everyone could understand each other, have a long-term vision, and communicate effectively. This was evident in Aponia's concerns about the future and her polite inquiries.

Other leaders echoed this sentiment, saying, "Big sister, you're right. But everyone has their own expertise. Leave everything else to us. We'll do our best to solve these difficulties."

It was so perfect it was almost dreamlike, and also chilling to the bone.

Chapter 274: You should believe me, Erqiyi.

Aponia shook her head and didn't say anything.

Listening to the boy's incessant chatter, I felt neither angry nor impatient. I pushed open the meeting room door. It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sunlight was still there. Because the meeting room was so dark, it was a bit dazzling for a moment.

Aponia squinted for a while to adjust her eyes, then reached the end of the corridor, stretched her hand out the window, and wanted to take another look at the fate that her own hands had changed.

An Yu's rambling serves as background music, and honestly, it sounds pretty good.

However, in the sky above, the thread of fate that was originally broken far away was visibly broken in sections, and its length was reduced to only half of its original length.

Aponia: ...

"Aponia? Nya? Aponia? Are you alright?"

"Don't faint, Aponia!"

Aponia felt like she was having a nightmare. She was a compassionate nun who suddenly met a boy who was not affected by fate, and then came to an organization that exuded vitality and seemed to gather all the possibilities of the world.

Then he even underwent that artificial Herrscher surgery and did something big with that boy who was unaffected by fate.

The beginning was a beautiful dream, but when it all ended and she came to the corridor, looking at the suddenly severed threads of fate, it felt as if someone was mocking her for not doing it at all.

When I woke up, it was already very late. The threads of fate outside the window still stretched into the depths of the void, only to break in a place visible to the naked eye.

Aponia touched her forehead, feeling she needed to calm down and think things through.