If you're asked to make a TV series, then you should make a series about Collapsed Star Railway

If there were background music playing at this moment.

Then that familiar song will surely resonate in the consultant's mind.

He had actually been eavesdropping outside the door for a long time.

When I first saw the people inside.

The consultant was both excited and incredulous.

Kafka's mother, Himeko's mother, and March 7th.

It's exactly the same as in the game, without a single difference!

During the time they eavesdropped, the consultant discovered that all of these people had exactly the same personality.

But before he could come to his senses...

March 7th's words almost made the consultant spit out his drink.

no……

I just started hearing about the ulterior motives of those who acquired the company before.

The advisor felt his blood boil.

Bold!

They are all my mommy and babies!

They actually dared to have such wicked thoughts.

Unexpectedly, his wicked intentions were actually directed at Brother Dao?

He noticed that everyone was looking at him.

The consultant swallowed his words and instead smiled calmly:

"Hello, my name is Consultant."

"He's the new owner of miHoYo."

What he really wanted to ask was: What do those people want Brother Diandao to do?

Hearing what the advisor said.

Kafka smiled gently, her tone slightly languid: "What a handsome new boss."

March 7th's eyes darted around, scanning Zuo Dao's face.

He clearly agreed with Kafka's words.

Himeko chuckled softly.

"Please take a seat."

"We have been waiting for you for a long time."

Wait until the advisors are seated.

He glanced around and asked curiously, "I saw a lot of people registered on the roster, so how come I only saw the three of you when I came in?"

Everyone's busy.

"In addition, the timing of this meeting was too tight."

Jizi said slowly.

"If the boss wants to see us, we can have everyone come back in a few days."

"We may not have many other things in the company, but we have plenty of beautiful girls~"

Kafka's tone was languid, with a hint of teasing laughter.

do not know why.

The moment I saw the consultant.

Kafka couldn't resist the urge to tease him.

Himeko smiled wryly and rubbed her forehead.

On March 9th, he pretended not to hear the phrase "893".

The consultant is quite experienced in handling this kind of teasing.

"Am looking forward to."

He looked directly into Kafka's purple eyes, his gaze indifferent, and responded with a faint smile.

To everyone's surprise, Kafka's lips curled into a smile, and he deliberately blinked his left eye.

But the advisor's expression remained unchanged, and he said instead, "Alright, now that we're all seated, let's talk about the future and our ideals."

Hear this.

Kafka abandoned her lazy demeanor, and March 7th also perked up its ears.

"We'd be happy to hear the new boss's vision!"

Himeko sat up straight, speaking slowly, exuding an air of elegance and poise.

"The reason we've come together is actually ridiculous."

"I don't know why, but we all have an urgent desire to create a fantasy world."

As Himeko spoke, her gaze gradually became unfocused, as if she had drifted into that fantasy world.

"A journey about the meaning of existence."

"The universe will undergo entropy extinction."

"Every story eventually comes to an end."

"Even the most glorious civilization will vanish into nothingness."

"What we want to interpret is probably the meaning of our existence under such a predetermined ending."

Perhaps it was because it had been suppressed in my heart for too long.

Himeko was very engrossed in her speech.

After regaining his senses, he looked at Zuo Dao, who was sitting opposite him with a serious expression.

She immediately realized that she seemed to have said too much.

After all, not many people would understand such an idea.

"Oh, sorry, boss."

"I've said too much. This is probably why we're on the verge of bankruptcy."

Himeko shook her head and said bitterly, "Such an idea is destined to be impossible to realize, boss. Just tell me your thoughts."

Her helplessness.

This is also the helplessness of Kafka on March 7th, and even of all miHoYo employees.

Think of this.

The eyes of the three people in the room gradually dimmed.

"No!"

"He will definitely make it happen!"

"And it must be achieved!"

The consultant's firm voice resonated throughout the room.

The three people, who had been looking gloomy, all raised their heads and looked at the consultant.

Chapter 3, "Broken Iron Script," is a major shock, with Kafka and her two companions finding kindred spirits.

They were all quite surprised.

They originally thought that the new boss would scoff at their ideals.

"boss……"

"If you're just trying to make us happy, you don't need to do that."

March 7th turned his head away and muttered something.

The advisor chuckled softly.

He held up three fingers.

"I'm not joking."

"First: I've acquired one of the world's top visual effects companies, capable of consistently producing high-quality effects for everything imaginable, even a fictional world!"

"Secondly: I also happen to have a story in my mind about the meaning of existence, but words are not enough."

"Thirdly, and most importantly, I'm not trying to make you happy, but rather I want to invite you to join this show."

As the consultant finished speaking, the three fingers gradually retracted, forming a fist.

Then, the consultant casually put his hand in his briefcase and took out a thick stack of notebooks, placing them in front of him.

After doing all this, he leisurely leaned back on the sofa and said, "This grand drama is called: Honkai Impact: Star Railway!"

The three looked at the notebook in the consultant's hand.

They knew it was scripted.

It says "Honkai Impact: Star Railway" on it.

Perhaps it was because the consultant's words were very sincere.

The three people's originally gloomy eyes gradually became full of hope.

Honkai Impact: Star Railway?

Himeko said, and then took the script.

Because there was only one serving, Kafka and March 7th had to stay close to Himeko.

The advisor did not bother the three of them again.