Honkai Impact 3rd is not considered a small opening

But a few seconds later, An Yu poked her head out again and casually tossed the legendary item, the Hero An Yu's Medical Kit, to the foot of the bed.

"Use it freely. These are all excellent items that I have patiently collected over the past few days. Although they cannot directly restore health, they can easily remove the bleeding status."

Mebius remained silent, but seeing An Yu's confident expression, he still opened the prop bag.

Bandages, cold medicine, alcohol, iodine, gauze, hemostatic stick, disposable gloves... a whole bunch of reassuring-looking supplies, but why is there a bag of masks?

"Don't be so formal, Sister Mei. Even if you run out, I'll just replenish it tomorrow. You don't need to ask for my opinion on such a small matter."

Möbius: ...

Chapter 7: Seven Cosplayers? No, they're assassins!!!

It wasn't that he was being distant, but Mebius looked at the blood on his arm, which had already begun to congeal, and then at the pile of reliable props in his bag, and felt a little too lazy to get them ready.

This isn't just a matter of using a sledgehammer to crack a nut; a wound like this would probably stop hurting if you just lick it normally, so there's no need for such a professional tool.

"Go back to sleep."

"Oh."

But An Yu couldn't sleep. He was still excited. To be honest, after unlocking his bloodline, he even had the urge to jump off a tall building.

But reason stopped him. Pain was one thing, but more importantly, he couldn't explain it to Mebius.

He didn't know what time he fell asleep, but An Yu was still chuckling to himself while he was sleeping. And the next morning after breakfast, he found that his good mood had reached an even higher level.

Looking at the signing application that popped up on the novel website's backend, An Yu could already see her future as a god. "Great God Potato, let me carry Xiao Huohuo's youthful spirit and roam freely in another world!"

But speaking of which, is this really another world?

What about battle aura? What about magic? What about spiritual power?

"Sister Mei, I'm going out for a bit."

Mebius didn't understand An Yu's feelings. She hadn't slept well the night before, and in the middle of the night, she stubbornly pricked herself again. The result was obvious: it still hurt a lot.

But she clearly remembered that when she turned on the light last night, An Yu was indeed self-harming.

If there's nothing wrong with my memory and the needle isn't faulty, then the problem must be... An Yu?

Sigh, how could that be? He's just a little kid I could easily subdue.

She also didn't stay at home for long; her personality made her restless at home. She was really looking forward to her own lab.

At this moment, An Yu has successfully become a contracted writer.

Although I don't know what's going on with this Mu Continent, the signing process isn't as complicated as it was in my previous life. All you need is a certificate, regardless of whether it's the person in question.

Although I can still use Wind Spirit Moon Shadow, it only has the function of locking blood and cannot bring wealth to An Yu, so copying is still very necessary.

Today is a little different from usual; after all, it's such a happy day, he definitely wants to celebrate.

Based on Sister Mei's situation these past few days, she will most likely go home at noon, so I'll also bring her a cup of milk tea, a large cup, hot, 70% sugar, and coconut jelly pudding too.

I hope Sister Anita will be happy when she drinks milk tea.

It's highly likely that he spent too much time outside, and when An Yu was on her way home, she happened to see Mebius standing by the roadside in a daze.

"Miss Mei!"

An Yu wondered if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Möbius seemed very agitated, especially after she shouted his name loudly in the street.

As she jogged along, passing by a crowd of people with equally strange hair, An Yu enthusiastically offered them milk tea.

"I was planning to give it to you when you got home, but I think I've been wandering around outside for a while. By the way, Sister Mei, aren't you going to start a business? How about I become a security guard?"

Mebius glanced at An Yu, took the milk tea, and thought, "An Yu has something wrong with her head, maybe."

His pale, dehydrated lips gripped the straw, but soon, Möbius shook the cup in disbelief and looked inside.

"How much did you add?"

"Two servings of coconut jelly and two servings of pudding, absolutely sweet!"

He hesitated, but after thinking for a while, Mebius could only helplessly rub An Yu's head.

as long as you are happy.

"An Yu, what do you think is the definition of a human being?"

She was in a bad mood today. She had only intended to visit former colleagues, or even seniors, but she never expected to be ridiculed so harshly.

Perhaps you are very talented and have top-notch knowledge, but Mebius, if you don't change your unprincipled nature, you will be completely abandoned by the times.

In fact, the other party meant well. Most of the people who had worked with her admired her boldness and intelligence, but ultimately parted ways because of her understanding.

"As for the definition of humanity, I think that anything I can accept is human."

This is his confidence as the one destined for greatness.

Möbius: ...

An unexpected, yet logical, answer.

"Too self-centered."

But it's okay. It's normal for little kids to be self-centered, as long as they can understand others.

An Yu actually fits the ideal teenager perfectly: still a bit immature, enthusiastic and cheerful, not easily defeated by difficulties, and firmly believes that she can change the world; she's just a bit too extroverted.

"But Sister Mei, that's exactly what I'm asking for. It's my opinion."

"If you want to hear the generally accepted opinions, you should search online; there are tons of those things. But only I can tell you An Yu's answer."

"Just like I like my milk tea sweet and add two servings of coconut pudding, you can't expect me to be the same as everyone else, that wouldn't be nice."

As she spoke, An Yu finished the last sip of milk tea and then began to struggle to suck on the remaining coconut jelly and pudding.

Mebius didn't answer. Even someone as clueless as An Yu could understand this, so she naturally understood it too. Her confusion wasn't about not having like-minded companions; even if she were alone, she could keep going.

But she didn't have the money; her seniors or colleagues, who were on different paths, weren't going to sponsor her.

"By the way, Sister Mei, do you think it's possible for me to apply for a security guard job with you?"

"I'll be able to work and write at the same time, enjoying two salaries."

"Impossible."

"Oh."

Even though her own laboratory is still a long way off, An Yu seems to have already accepted that she can succeed, and she is conflicted and worried about something that is still far from being realized.

However, An Yu quickly sniffed the air and seemed to smell something strange.

As he was about to slip away, Mebius stopped him.

"It's blood! Back up! There's a dead body ahead!"

It was only at this moment that An Yu realized that there was no one around in the neighborhood where Sister Mei lived.

Mebius calmly began calling the police, but then a figure appeared in front of him wielding a scythe... cosplay?

"Die! Death warrior!"

Unlike the bewildered Möbius, An Yu remembered this image.

In his past life, he was tricked into a two-dimensional game that ignited his passion for action, only to find out that it was actually a platformer game called Honkai Impact 3, and that's what the monsters looked like!

On this day, Mebius turned 24, and she completely opened the door to a new world.

Collapse.

There are also the byproducts of the collapse, the Death Warriors, monsters with superhuman physical abilities and extremely high aggression.

Before dying, Mebius embraced the boy who was shielding him and kept memorizing these points of knowledge, even though he couldn't take them to the next life.

"Sister Mei, don't just stand there, I'm not dead yet."

It's not really considered "opening" (a term used to describe a character's invincibility), it's normal for beginners to have invincibility frames.

Chapter 8: Eight, your angry look is like you're being cute!

How come you're not dead?

Despite a thousand questions swirling in his mind, as An Yu gripped the opponent's weapon and restrained him, Mebius didn't falter. Instead, he smashed the enemy's head with his notebook.

One, two, three times, until An Yu tugged at her clothes somewhat cowardly, she hesitated and stopped, then checked the other's breathing, heartbeat, and pulse.

All gone.

Mebius's hands trembled, not from fear, but from using too much force and not yet recovering.

Looking at An Yu, who was pale-faced beside her, her rationality told her that she should show a scared or disgusted expression. After all, an overly calm personality is not pleasing. However, her personality also made her disdain to pretend to have her values.

Are you scared?

"No way!"

But unexpectedly, An Yu neither vomited nor was afraid; instead, she thought Mebius was cool.

"...If you feel like throwing up, just throw up. It's not shameful. I've already called the police. They'll be here soon. If you feel nauseous, go home and take a shower. There are security cameras here. It's okay, I'll handle it."

Perhaps because she had been tightly embracing the enemy, An Yu's face was covered in blood. Mebius reached out and wiped it off, then gave up. An Yu looked a little dazed, probably because it was the first time she had seen a dead person, and her eyes were somewhat unclear.

"It must have been difficult for you to say so much in one go, Sister Mei."

"But as the one destined for me, I'm not afraid... Could you lend me a hand? It'll only take a moment."

Mebius hesitated for a moment, but still hugged An Yu again. He had hugged her before, so he didn't think anything of it.

Her emotions were stable. After considering the gains and losses, she began to observe her surroundings and then focused her attention on An Yu.

The tattered shirt and the unmarked chest suggested that yesterday's events could be considered closed; the problem lay with An Yu, not herself, and the needles were fine.

An Yu's physical strength is exaggerated, but her strength is surprisingly weak. To be honest, this doesn't make sense.

After only a moment, An Yu's emotions seemed to have stabilized, and she even had the mood to poke the dead monster on the ground.

Sitting on the curb of a flower bed, Mebius looked at the blood-stained briefcase and sighed. It was probably unusable now, and he would have to spend time recovering the data inside.

Staring at An Yu, who was much quieter than usual, Möbius thought a lot, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

She is not used to exchanging the value of those around her for personal gain.

The incident did not cause much panic; there were three deaths and no injuries.

With blurry surveillance footage as evidence, and given Möbius's special status, the two not only avoided any trouble but also learned a great deal.

A subsequent mysterious phone call further heightened Möbius's excitement, as if the events of the past hadn't affected her at all—even though she had committed murder…

She's so calm, it's enviable.

The next day, after everything was over, Mebius finally had time to settle the score.

"Your physical strength is very high."

An Yu was a monster. The huge scythe slashed at his chest, and the remaining impact made his chest feel tight, but it couldn't cause him any harm. However, this effect only lasted until yesterday.

"Hmph, this is the strength of the destined one. What can mere assassins do to me!"

An Yu wasn't embarrassed at all. Yesterday's confusion was over, and now he was a genius, one in a million.

It's not really an open skill, it's just a lock on health. Once he learns the skills, he can unleash its full potential indefinitely.

However, that's no longer possible, because Feng Ge's function was shut down around 12:27 AM today.

If it can still be started next Monday, he will probably have figured out some patterns.

"Um... Sister Mei, what kind of look is that? I was just joking earlier, please don't use the syringe!"

Of course, no blood was actually drawn. Although Möbius considered it a minor matter, from another perspective, if the other person was in a normal, robust state, it seemed that he wouldn't be able to draw any blood anyway.

but.

Hmm, Mebius pinched An Yu's cheek. It was so soft, and you couldn't tell at all that she had been so physically strong yesterday.

"Is there a time limit? How long?"

???

An Yu's eyes suddenly turned to horror. Could it be that you've opened it too?

“I heard you moaning softly somewhere in the middle of the night.”

At the time, Mebius thought the backlash was coming, but when he reached the door, he saw that silly girl An Yu pricking herself with a needle, jumping up and down in pain.