Honkai Diary, Starting with Domestic White-haired Dumplings

"Ugh--"

After a long time, only Fu Hua sighed sadly.

"So, this is why Zeke didn't choose to save the world in the first place, right? Instead of putting this world on the gambling table and taking the same risks as us, it's better to let it continue to drift, maybe it can last longer time - this kind of consideration is very correct. Sorry, I am still too self-willed, I don't know anything, but I just give you trouble."

Fu Hua smiled wryly.

And Zeke released the light ball in his hand again and merged into the altar.

Scattered dots of fluorescent light flew around the slender figure, this scene was like a dream, and Fu Hua, who was depressed, was touched for a moment.

Then, Zeke walked up to Fu Hua, and gently covered her head with a feather fan.

"There's no need to mention the sentimental words, it's not suitable for you. I just want to buy people's hearts. Do you think the effect is okay?"

"The effect... is very good, I am very touched."

Fu Hua raised a finger, touched the feather fan on top of his head, looked up at Zeke, his smile bloomed, like an elegant orchid suddenly releasing a fragrance, it was extraordinarily beautiful.

Zeke evoked a slight smile, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sea water above his head.

"Really? It's good if it works. Remember to repay me well, and work hard for me after you go back. Next, wait for their decision. This is their world. How to argue and how to make a choice can only be done." Respect their opinion."

"You're right...you're always right, Zeke."

"Not necessarily, I once told Qiyana that I am a very self-willed person, and it is indeed the case. If you hadn't suggested it, I would have made decisions for this world on my own. Maybe it's better now, at least We gave it the chance we deserved."

"Coincidentally, I'm very self-willed today too! Everyone is very similar, so it can be regarded as... the same smell?"

Fu Hua smiled relievedly, standing side by side with Zeke, also watching the dreamy seascape above his head.

Only Xiao Shi, who was sitting on the ground, looked at the pair of extremely beautiful figures, suddenly crossed his arms and tilted his head.

"???"

Strange, what's the situation now?Why are they standing so close all of a sudden?How do you feel that she is a bit redundant in this place?

Chapter 330 IX The World Is Dead

"Actually, the situation is not as simple as what I said."

After admiring the scenery for a while, Zeke set out a fire, hot water, tea set and snacks in the altar.

Fu Hua naturally heated the tea set and brewed the tea skillfully.

Watching Fu Hua's gesture of making tea is like facing an antique and beautiful picture scroll.

The stern and alienated atmosphere on Zeke's body has faded a lot, adding a kind of homely laziness, and continued to explain slowly:

"The survival of the world bubble is indeed directly connected to the anchor object that integrates the core of the world. However, when the crisis comes, it is not impossible to untie this structure, but the risk is inevitable after all. In addition, as long as it is connected to the imaginary branch Once done, this world bubble will change from a state of constantly losing elements of existence to a state of absorbing elements, and it will gradually become stable again.”

"patter—"

Fu Hua poured tea, a few strands of long hair fell from the side of her face, and swayed gently with her movements, quiet and beautiful.

She didn't look up, but said clearly:

"That is to say, even in the worst situation where the anchor object dies, the world bubble may not necessarily burst; at the same time, as long as the world anchor is formed, the life of the world bubble will continue, even if our civilization is defeated. , Falling from the tree of imaginary numbers, this world bubble can actually gain limited benefits-in general, the risk is not as great as you said before, and the benefits are not such extremes as long-term continuation or nothing, after all It’s a higher probability of gaining benefits, right?”

"Almost so."

"Then why do you say such extreme things about stargazing? Are you forcing them to make a choice?"

Fu Hua brought the clear tea to Zeke with both hands, raised his head, and smiled elegantly and softly.

Zeke picked up the tea, took a sip, pondered for a while and said:

"No matter what the details are, this is a choice to bet on the fate of the world after all. Life and death are all in the decision. Therefore, they must make this choice carefully and with the consciousness to gamble everything. I just take the risk as much as possible Put it out, if they, if this world does not sacrifice everything to gain the future consciousness, why should you and I shoulder the future of this world? I just want to tell them clearly that if they choose, they will be responsible for themselves, and the worst result will happen. And don't resent the anchors they choose—you and I already bear the responsibility of our world, if you have to be responsible for another irrelevant world, is it fair to you and me?"

"But this is a world after all..."

"So what? If I have to bear all kinds of psychological pressure for this irrelevant world, I would rather do nothing. Fu Hua, you and I have no obligation to fight for the survival of this world in the battle of civilizations." .They choose, they take life and death, we are just offering an opportunity, you have to make it clear anyway."

Zeke said calmly.

Fu Hua poured tea into his teacup, and after a while, nodded slowly.

"I understand what you mean. You want to distinguish the responsibilities clearly. We just give a chance to change, but don't bear the final result-you are still right. Although it is cruel, this is not our world. And we are about to face an unimaginably difficult battle, and we really don't have the energy to carry more burdens."

"It's good to understand. If they choose to construct the anchor point, and the anchor point is you, I hope you must think clearly, this is not your responsibility, and don't increase your own burden for this world."

"...For a long time, are you worried about me, afraid that I will crush myself for this?"

Fu Hua picked up the teacup and shook his head dumbfounded.

But after being funny, Zeke's concern for her really warmed Fu Hua's heart.

How should I put it, there is a sense of instantaneity that the man in front of me seems to have put her mood on a world.For Fu Hua, as a girl, this was an experience she had never experienced in countless years - Fu Hua drank the tea, and used the movement of picking up the teacup to cover up the sudden abnormal heat on his face.

After a while, Fu Hua calmed down his inexplicable mood.

"Snapped!"

At this time, Xiao Shi patted the table, and his angry face came to the middle of the two sitting opposite him.

"Hey! Where's my tea? Have you forgotten me!?"

Holding the tea cup, Fu Hua froze.

"Ah...well, sorry, right now, right now..."

Fu Huaqiang smiled to himself and poured tea for the neglected Xiaoshi.

"Hmph! You really forgot about me! Old Antique, I'm angry!"

"Xiaoshi, that, listen to my explanation..."

Afterwards, Fu Hua had no choice but to try his best to appease Xiao Shi's emotions.However, after searching for a long time, he couldn't find many good words, he hesitated for a long time, but the effect was lacklustre.

And Zeke just watched this scene quietly, shook his lupine, and took a sip of tea.

"Well, good tea."

As he said so, a smile appeared in his eyes, which were as quiet as a pool.

……

In the imperial capital, the night is full of stars.

"My lord, the warlocks who can be mobilized are already in place according to your arrangement. So, what exactly are you planning to do?"

A tall tower in the palace, on top of a special altar specially built for warlocks to astrology and casting, Ulandal asked puzzled.

The night wind blows the bright yellow cloak embroidered with red dragon patterns, silently telling her different new identity.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to call your lord and you now, you are the biggest."

"...I haven't gotten used to it yet. But the pillar of the country can also deserve this respect, so please don't worry about it. Besides, I just have no choice for the time being, so I have the audacity to accept this kindness. If it turns out that I am really powerless, I will also abdicate in time to give way to Xian."

"I'll talk about these issues later. In short, thank you for your trust. To mobilize so many warlocks to cooperate with me, ordinary emperors don't have the courage... After all, what if I want to curse the king and seize the country's fortune?"

"I'm joking. We didn't get along much during the first emperor's time, but I always knew that you were a man of great wisdom. The work with the emperor when my father was in power made me understand your vision and skills. You are eager to count this A hexagram, I think, must have your reason."

Youlandelle said solemnly, looking at the stargazing, there was no trace of doubt.

What?Who is her father you ask?

That is His Majesty Zeke, of course.

Why is it called father emperor?

Well, this matter, first of all, Zeke was able to snatch the stargazer's throne because no one could resist, and when the central system was released, the political structure left by the previous emperor was completely replaced, so Zeke became the emperor As it should be.Ulandal does not have this condition.Then, her ascendancy can only be counted according to Emperor Zeke's family affairs-in simple terms, because she inherited Zeke's throne, Yolandelle is Zeke's daughter.

In fact, according to the algorithm of older brothers and younger sisters, they can also be called Huangxionghuangmei.However, in order to reflect the supreme majesty of His Majesty Zeke, Youlandelle consciously descended to a generation, and called Zeke respectfully as his father.

The concept of ethics of the emperor's family in the feudal era, everyone here counts in this way, just understand it.

Back to Stargazing, she was very pleased with Ulandal's upright attitude, and once again admired Zeke's vision.Indeed, in the current empire, there is no more trustworthy and honest person than Youlandelle. As the emperor, she has the most stable and unified hearts.

"The time has come! Gather the power of Yunchao, the heart of heaven is with me, Zhou Tianyan - get up!"

When the moon was in the middle of the sky and the starry sky was cloudless, Xingxing waved his spare feather fan, blowing up a strong wind on the ground, lighting up the huge formation, pressing the void with the other hand, and slowly closing his eyes.

"Ok?"

Youlandelle stood outside the formation and waited, suddenly frowning slightly, and felt a heavy, ancient, and incomparably magnificent aura with the warrior's spiritual sense.

And Guan Xing's complexion turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the hands that pressed the formation map began to tremble.

At this time, Rita, who came quietly, and Kiyana, who was chewing candied haws, stood behind Ulandal, waiting for the result in tacit understanding.

"puff--"

After a short period of time, Guanxing suddenly spurted blood, staggered back a few steps, and fell back weakly.

"Stargazing!" ×3

In the unanimous caring words, it was Youlandal, who was the strongest in martial arts, who broke into the formation area first, and caught the star-gazing's small body.

Facing the concerned expressions of the three people in front of him, Guan Xing turned pale and let out a miserable laugh.

"Ha... Sure enough, it's true."

"What the hell have you got?"

Urandale asked.

The stargazer sighed faintly, trembling his hands, shaking his feather fan and pointing at the bright moon in the sky.

"The stars are fake, and even the glorious sun is fake. The farthest place we can touch is only above the moon... We are trapped to death in this small world..."

"Great rivers and mountains, nine seclusions and ten classes, hundreds of millions of people... It's all a dream..."

"The world is dead."

After the heart-shattering last four words fell, the spiritual will of watching the stars was completely exhausted, and he passed out in Youlandal's arms.

Looking at the young girl with blood on the corner of her mouth and a miserable expression on her face, the three present were all silent.

The night wind was still blowing gently, but at this moment, they both felt a chill.

Chapter 340 Intermission: Secret Weapon

Kiyana Chong Kaslana, female, 19 years old, a top-quality white-haired beauty, recently fell in love with instant noodles.