Honkai Impact: Capturing the Little Herrschers starting with Sirin

"………………Are these important?"

Youlandel shook her head.

"You should have a name."

"Hehehe..." The old man laughed.

"I never thought that now, people who know me call me Old Man Bai, because the girl's surname is Bai, but when did I ever have a name of my own..."

"003, pretty good."

Youlandel looked at the old man who was very calm from beginning to end, sitting on the recliner. She already had a guess in her mind, but that guess made her feel so incredible.

003, people who hear it will think that it is a code name, and think it is ridiculous to use a code name as a name. But what's actually even more ridiculous is that 003 is not a code name, but a serial number.

"I met a senior not long ago, his name is Su. Senior Su gave me three tests. Although I passed by luck, I still can't fully understand the senior's intention."

"And among everything he gave me, there was such a small incident. It was so small and insignificant that even the senior himself didn't care about it."

"Hundreds of years ago, Senior Su accelerated his observations of trees and seas. As countless worlds passed through his mind, he discovered that the world was not unchanged. Perhaps the small world he had observed could change in the future. Become the key to fighting the Honkai Impact.”

"So, seniors created a batch of artificial humans for observation and collecting information about the known world."

Youlandel glanced at the old man.

"They are said to be artificial humans, but they have no emotions or even a memory system. They can only observe, filter, and save useful information, and useless information will be automatically deleted."

"But this approach was quickly stopped by the seniors because the program's observations were not accurate and the artificial man could not accurately record all information. In addition to having no memory and emotion system, the artificial man also did not have an active deletion system."

"All recorded information, useful or useless, will be stored permanently and cannot be deleted. The lifespan of artificial people is also related to their recording chips. If the chip storage is full, the artificial people will enter a standby state... …”

After a pause, Youlandel lowered her voice and continued speaking.

"In human terms, that's death."

"Even if a new chip is replaced, it will be as meaningless as human beings replacing their souls."

The old man listened to Youlandel's story and nodded.

"What happened after that?"

Faced with the question, Youlandel knew exactly what the old man was talking about. After hesitating for a moment, she answered softly.

"One day, Observer 003 was swept away by the turbulence of the Quantum Sea, and his whereabouts are unknown. Senior Su did not pay attention to this at first, and I am sorry to tell you that not long after that, all the artificial humans were recovered and destroyed by Senior Su , except, No. 003."

"And I..." Youlandel put a hand on her chest.

"I didn't expect that I would see you, Observer 003, and I didn't expect that the original artificial man would have feelings and support a life."

The old man raised his hand, took a puff of cigarette, and exhaled a cloud of white mist. He nodded, perhaps out of frustration, perhaps helpless, and even a little tired.

"So the observation mission ended hundreds of years ago?"

Youlandel nodded, she could hear the old man's disappointment at this moment. After hundreds of years of non-stop observation and collection, he found that everything he insisted on had long been meaningless.

Silence, a long silence, both of them seemed to be thinking about something, and they seemed to be waiting for something.

"You still have not answered my question."

Suddenly, the old man spoke. He did not look at Youlandel, but his voice was filled with disappointment that was difficult to conceal.

"Do you care?"

The old man nodded, and then pointed to the position behind his head.

"For hundreds of years, I have been waiting, waiting for that order, waiting for his arrival, and handing him everything I saw. This is my mission. Now that a hundred years have passed, it is time for the results to come out."

However, Youlandel did not answer him. The fact was that she did not need to answer at all. The old man already knew the answer.

"Sure enough, is everything over? The Lord is no longer here..."

"Yeah." Youlandel just responded softly.

At this moment, this omniscient and omnipotent old man seemed to be older. Perhaps, he already knew the answer, but he was still waiting for the final order.

A hundred years of persistence, a hundred years of waiting, waiting for the order that will never come again.

"Girl, you have a lot of questions, right?"

After a brief silence, the old man's voice seemed much older.

"Yes." Facing the old man's gaze, Youlandel nodded.

"I have many questions. For example, relying only on the rough artificial human technology will not allow you to make such a big change. What did you see in the Quantum Sea?"

"Also, how did you come back? You observed the future. That is something that even Senior Su cannot do. How did you do it?"

"These are all my doubts, but..."

Bai Mo's figure suddenly flashed in Youlandel's mind. In the memory of Bai Mo, when facing Kiana's coquettishness, she would be as gentle as a sister. When facing Mei and Bronya, she would be like the closest sister. But only in the arms of the old man, she would be as gentle as Qi. Yana is so coquettish.

The old man in front of him was the only person in the world that Bai Mo could rely on. Therefore, compared to the previous questions, what You Landel wanted to ask the most was this.

But when I asked this question, it seemed so heavy.

"How many of your chips are left?"

Hollander asked this question very carefully. She could not imagine how difficult it would be for an emotionless machine to learn to be a human being and a father.

If you only observe those necessary things, Youlandel can guess that the old man can live for at least a hundred years. But in these decades, how much information should he store in his mind for his role as a father?

Every storage is a passing of his life. How much does he have left now?

But when faced with this problem, the old man seemed to have anticipated it.

He smiled.

"Your concern for the girl is genuine, so I feel relieved."

Youlandel did not worry about the question just now, but asked a brand new question.

"So, the deal between you and the bishop is me?"

The old man shook his head.

"Maybe. I actually don't know. I can't see the girl's future, and it's the only future I can't see. But I can see that there is no one around her on that road, so I think Someone can help her in the future."

"Xiao Qi is the first person, but you may not know him. The second person, I'm sorry I can't tell you now, but you are the third person."

Youlandel fell silent, took a deep breath, and her expression returned to calm.

The three people were the last gifts given to Bai Mo by the old man in front of her. She didn't know what the old man had done, and she didn't want to know who the first two were. All she needed to know was that she was among the three.

"Let's go back to the previous question, how many chips do you have left?"

This time, the old man did not hesitate and stretched out two fingers.

"Two words."

Two words, too few, it can even be said to be close to none. But Youlandel breathed a sigh of relief. At least, the result was not the worst.

"You can't record anything anymore."

Youlandel reminded her seriously. These two words were his lifeline. If the old man recorded anything again, he would reach the end of time.

On the contrary, the old man now looks very much like a human being. As long as he no longer records anything, he can live forever.