The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"Drink! Drink! Drink! Ha..."

The space in the lounge is large enough for Hua to review the boxing skills he learned when he was young over and over again.

On the wall not far away, Kevin sat leaning against the wall, his head always lowered, holding the extinguished sky fire tightly in his hands, without saying a word.

As for Yiwen Jielin, she looked at every punch Hua made with great interest.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that Hua's moves became easier with each passing day.

If she asked this topic face to face, Hua would probably tell her, "That's true."

When practicing boxing in the past, Hua would always start with the first punch that her father showed her when she was three years old. Then the moves gradually became more complicated and interlocking, and finally expanded into what a layman would consider a storm. Attack with fists and kicks.

But only she knew that everything looked... everything just looked more powerful.

"drink!"

Hua's movements are becoming more and more refined, but they also look more and more fragmented, as if she is just mechanically placing each movement according to memory.

Finally, it's back to the basics of lunging and punching.

The movements are very standard. If the old guys who scored the moves could survive to see this move, they would give extremely high evaluations, but so what?

These are the fruits of diligent practice. Except for certain emergencies, Hua will practice the boxing skills that his father has not fully taught him almost every morning two or three times. Year after year, day after day, he only follows the standard of movements. To a certain extent, it is impeccable.

She sighed softly, turned around and put her fists to her waist, then straightened her legs in a horse stance and adjusted her breath silently.

All these actions are so standard, but it’s still the same sentence, so what?

For martial arts and boxing, Hua's senses are very subtle.

She didn't like these things at one time, not that she had lingering fears about the painstaking efforts she had taken as a child. Those pains actually didn't matter, because someone told her that she should do it, so she did it. Although it seemed a little ignorant, it still felt Better than nothing.

She doesn't like martial arts because it makes her feel out of place——

Years of training have given her a huge appetite. Even among boys of the same age, few can eat as much as she does, let alone a group of girls with petite appetites.

Years of training have made her limbs covered with calluses, especially her palms, which is completely different from other girls.

Years of training have separated her from the world of girls. She spends all day communicating with sweat and wooden dummies, so that she has no understanding of the games and sports that boys like to play, or the celebrities and jewelry that girls like to talk about. Not interested in knowing either.

As a result, loneliness inevitably fell on her.

Most girls of the same age will not be interested in martial arts. Although men of the same age may not necessarily reject it and even dream of becoming martial arts masters, they obviously don't want a girl to know this kind of thing.

As for improving combat, she and Mikael had done some research on this, and finally came to the conclusion that years of hard training had indeed given her a certain ability to protect herself. At least it was not enough to beat two or three male classmates by herself. Question, but for Honkai Impact...

But she must also thank it, it gave her the opportunity to save Carol at that time.

Moreover, she vaguely felt that the things she had learned since childhood gave her a deeper meaning.

Mikael seemed to have understood something, but he didn't point it out.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he looked at the time. An hour had passed since they were teleported to the island numbered P-21.

She also knew that the two hours when the Second God Key was charging were the most dangerous time for the entire P-21. During this period, the only defense force on the entire island was the three fusion warriors and Velvet. a series of organs.

Her eyelids were a little heavy. She hadn't slept the night before, and it had been more than forty hours since she had slept.

But she is much more energetic now, and this is also the purpose of her boxing - I don't know about others. It is said that some people like to do some exercises when they can't sleep, but as far as Hua is concerned, exercise can actually make her nerves sink for a short time. She was so excited, and she didn't ask how long this state of excitement could last, as long as she could survive the most dangerous two hours.

However, if Kevin is here... Even though he is in poor condition, if the Tenth Herrscher really launches an attack, with him here, it won't be a big problem.

Hua Qing took a sip of hot water and his thoughts began to wander.

Compared to here, she was more worried about the Eleventh Herrscher. She heard that Herrscher's abilities were extremely weird. Qianjie was still unconscious until he was sent to the First Science Department. Kevin was also a little depressed. They merged warriors. If this is the case, what if Mikael...

And what she knows is that the reason why they came to P-21 is to protect Dr. Mei and Velvet, so that they can complete a thing called the Blank Key before Mikael can't hold it anymore, which can kill the tenth The weapon of the One.

When I think of this, it feels better now, and the sleepiness completely disappears...

…………

"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock..."

The pocket watch was fully wound, and the sound of each beat of the second hand even covered up the heartbeat.

This situation continued until Velvet threw a top on the cold table.

The top rotates, and the pale lights are captured by this rotation, and are twisted together like threads.

The friction sound between the top and the table was not loud, but in a small laboratory with only two people and no one making a sound, it was extremely noisy.

It was this kind of noise that made this ordinary little top instantly become the focus of the two people's attention.

Of course, the top will not stop spinning just because of the focus of external sight, nor can it feel human sight. From the moment it is thrown, fate has destined it to continue spinning and spinning as it is now. Its people will also expect it to keep spinning, even though everyone knows very well that the top will inevitably stop.

But people still focus their attention on the top, as if the endless rotation has become a very attractive vortex, absorbing all the attention.

And when this invisible weight gathers here, with the top as the center, the surrounding space begins to become heavy, and the surrounding time begins to slow down...

Until a slender finger intervened from the outside and gently pressed on the top.

So this rotation was forced to stop, and time and space returned to normal, so the unusually strong beating sound of the second hand after being fully wound became the only sound in this small space again.

Velvet stared at Mei's hand until she saw Mei put the top into her pocket. She pursed her lips, as if she wanted to protest, but in the end she was defeated by the sharp look in her eyes.

So she glanced at the dial boredly, and then she was surprised to find that only ten seconds had passed.

The flow of time seems to have become extremely slow, but is it the top that draws the attention of the two people into such a result, or is it...something else?

"Haha, at least half of the time has passed."

Mei pursed her lips and asked:

"What? Do you really hope they won't attack?"

If it weren't for face-to-face communication, Velvet would have liked to send a sweaty emoticon.

"Of course I know that all the arrangements up to this point are to get the other party to hit me, but if you ask me, this feeling of being beaten passively is as uncomfortable as it is."

"We have no choice."

At some point, Mei's tone began to sound exactly like Kevin's, or perhaps Kevin's tone was also influenced by Mei.

However, Velvet's "uncomfortable" naturally does not refer to emotions such as frustration.

She was just... too idle.

The design of the Second God's Key has been approaching perfection. She originally wanted to ship more "works", but when she originally designed P-21, Party A, who was sitting opposite her, repeatedly deducted funds and also Threatened with funding for future projects, Velvet had to put aside her own personality and spend the money on the subject of "The Deepest Place".

As for the other cabins, they can't be built if they can, or they are simply not connected to any energy port, so that her works cannot be used even if they can be placed there.

But when she thought of this, Velvet laughed so exaggeratedly:

"Hehehehe! Hahahahaha! My dear audience, are you self-defeating? After all, if you had only given me more funds at that time, the P-21 might have become a giant fortress now!"

Mei rubbed the top in her pocket, but finally failed to resist the temptation and threw it back on the table.

So the two people's eyes were attracted by this "spiral" again.

"What kind of fortress? The kind of medieval fortress with a tall spire, archery tower, gate, soul steel as the base, and stone cladding?"

Mei asked casually with drooped eyelids.

"Oh, oh, oh! It sounds very interesting! Let me think about the waste drafts made by experts at that time... Well, it seems... exactly the same..."

"Ah……"

Mei sighed softly and shook her head:

"Vilvi, all trust is based on understanding, and it is precisely because I know you so well.

"Whether you are a conductor, an expert, a magician, a scholar, or any other personality, in the final analysis, they all come from the original Vivi, so I have an accurate judgment on what you will do from the fundamental direction...

"If I give you more funding, it would be fine if you could make an exact replica of that scrap draft, but in the end it would probably end up with countless more meaningless and flashy designs. Rather than doing that, it's better to invest in the funding granted to you. Be careful with your budget and control it so that you can only complete the basic requirements, but even so...

"Vilvi, can you explain the door thing?"

"Door? What door? What did you just say?"

"Vilvi" rolled his eyes. Obviously, the magician saw that the situation was not going well and just left the mess to the experts.

"……Ah……"

Mei stroked her forehead, and there was almost a hint of gritted teeth in her words——

"Why do you want to open the back door to the deepest place..."

"Backdoor...oh...I understand, that thing, Velvet's works must have a backdoor, this is our consensus...but the funds are not enough to do [backdoor], so I made a real backdoor Go up."

"I'm not saying there shouldn't be a back door, but... why did you inlay a lot of gold and silver on the inside of the back door? And used exaggerated relief?"

Mei's current mood is not much different from when Mikael first saw the first version of the Second God's Key.

"..."

The expert blinked and said sincerely:

"If I say it's because I saved some money in the end, but it wasn't enough to do any substantial projects... Do you believe it?"

"Then why are these things made on the inside of the back door?"

"Is it possible to do it on the outside so that everyone knows there is a back door?"

"..."

Mei was also speechless for a moment.

But to be honest, she was pleasantly surprised when she first discovered the back door... because the map hanging on each passage clearly marked the scientific name of the back door - emergency escape passage.

Moreover, it is not opened opposite the main entrance, but on the side. This means that when entering from here, you can reach this laboratory that is not worthy of the name without going through the real depths.

"Forget it, there's no point in saying this. If you want to defeat the next thing, it's the only thing you can rely on."

Mei turned her head and cast her gaze towards the corner of the empty laboratory. There was a small door with unknown meaning. In front of the door stood an inferior 3-part wood clothes hanger. On the clothes hanger hung a black and white combat uniform. .

But if you look carefully, you will find that although the white is as white as snow, the black has some other colors. When the light and shadow change, look carefully, and you will see that there is a trace of purple in the black, which happens to be Mei's hair. color.

"you……"

Velvet pondered for a moment, and finally couldn't help but ask:

"Are you really going to wear this and go into battle?"

"if not?"

Mei's eyelashes trembled. Obviously, her mood was not as calm as her words.

"How about... let me try?"

Mei's breathing slowed down and she didn't speak.

Her mind was also rapidly weighing everything.

Theoretically speaking, Velvet's proposal is feasible. The reason why the Blank Key is "blank" does not simply correspond to its power being "blank", but also to the fact that its user is "blank".

Because it is blank, everything can be filled in.

So, ordinary person Mei or fusion warrior Velvet, who can better utilize the power of the blank key?

This question is self-explanatory.

"Hey! You haven't thought about this problem at all, have you?"

Seeing that Mei was silent, Wilwe stretched out her hand and waved it in front of her.

But Mei still didn't speak, as if she was in trance.

Suddenly, a piercing alarm sounded, and the lights in the entire laboratory turned blood red. The mobile terminal in Mei's hand lit up, and then the three-dimensional projection of Prometheus jumped out on its own.

"Doctor, the transport aircraft formation escorted by Aldemir lost contact over the East China Sea... The satellite impact will be uploaded directly."

Prometheus not only played the images from the satellite, but also thoughtfully annotated them.

I saw that the entire escort formation had suffered almost no losses, but was heading towards the middle of the Pacific Ocean at an incredible speed.

"It's actually so fast?"

Velvet smacked her lips.

"Is it the power of the Fourth Herrscher..."

It is not a direct phase shuttle, but the Fourth Herrscher's ability to control fluids is used to make the speed of the flying formation almost reach the upper limit of what the body can carry.

"The Tenth Herrscher finally took a safer approach. Does this look like he hopes to lure Kevin away? It's really just like in the script..."

Mei held her chin up, and at this moment, Velvet's question rang in her ears again.

In fact, the reason is quite simple.

"Since the script given by Mikael is based on the so-called fate, then fate will definitely interfere with this process and make the world line converge to the original fate. This is essentially the case with Seele...

"Then since I am destined to wear the Blank Key to fight, if I push it to Velvet at this time, will it...

"But Velvet's fate will not stop here..."

She held her head silently.

After all, she is only a mortal. She cannot even kill a Honkai Beast, let alone change the so-called fate and the rules that determine the foundation of this world.

Yes, she, Mei, is surrendering to her fate. This kind of surrender may be puzzling to some people, but in terms of Mei’s own attitude——

Having the courage to fight against a rule that you cannot change and have no way to change may be praised by some people, but that is obviously not a rational behavior.

Because nothing can be changed, it will only push things to the worse side in the unknown. In essence, that kind of unremitting struggle is more like the barking of a loser.

Of course, if Mei had the opportunity to change this rule, she would not hesitate.

There are ways, but... the choice is not in her hands. So there was nothing she could do about it.

Mei also understood a very simple truth, the so-called lesser of two evils. She didn't know how much it would cost to go against fate in this matter. It might be more minor, or it might be too serious to be accepted...

Correspondingly, according to the so-called fate, the final price to be paid is indeed heavy enough, but it is not unacceptable...

"Vilvi, make some noise, let her know that we are indeed working."

She stood up, her back covered by her white coat looking a little thin and lonely.

She is leading everyone to fight against Honkai.

But she succumbed to the so-called fate.

Is this right or wrong...

Mei shook her head, not thinking about it.

Because there's only one thing she's sure of:

"Took the bait..."