Honkai Impact 3rd: Starting with creating an anime version of Honkai Impact 3rd

Everything is self-explanatory.

Looking across the river, the boy saw thick fog formed by flames, rolling back and forth like black mud stained with blood.

The streets, littered with rubble and debris, and the buildings and vehicles resembling dying people, spewing thick smoke, along with the intermittent flames, all seemed to tell the story of the horror of this disaster.

"I knew it."

"Karl's off the stage, right? This young man who just appeared should be the first Herrscher of Reason, Welt Joyce."

"Wow, the Herrscher of Reason's awakening is even more powerful than the Queen! She directly destroyed a highly developed city."

[Room Manager] Queen's Familiar - Dragon: "Your Majesty, it's just that the time and place of your awakening were wrong! If you had awakened in the city, you would definitely be stronger than the Herrscher of Reason!"

"That's right," Sirin said proudly.

The boy walked through the ruins like a zombie, and there wasn't a single living person in his sight.

If war is a man-made purgatory, then this city is now a graveyard where even wandering ghosts don't exist.

He walked on numbly.

Do you wish for a savior?

A sound that wasn't his own came out of his throat.

Yes, of course.

Those pairs of eyes, gleaming in the smoke and mud, looked at him as the boy prayed for them, his hands touching their foreheads in blessing.

He suddenly realized that it was nothing more than a phantom that had become one with death.

"Savior!"

The boy saw the eerie text burning fiercely in the air. He lost his mind and desperately rushed towards the symbol, but a cold wall blocked all his way.

In his eyes, he saw a scene more terrifying than hell: layer upon layer of cold, hardened corpses, tightly piled together.

"That's the Herrscher personality?"

"Or is it the consciousness of the Honkai?"

The PhD students watching the web series at that moment subconsciously began to think, curious about how the plot would unfold, since they were also ladies who loved watching TV dramas.

"Is this how I became the Herrscher of Reason?" Joyce nodded, then thought, "If he is the Herrscher of Reason, then this city must have been destroyed by him."

……

Central Europe, the headquarters of Destiny.

"The web series about anti-entropy produced by Destiny is so much fun!" Susanna watched the web series during her lunch break.

"Susanna, what are you looking at?" Alvit asked curiously.

"The new web series from Honkai Impact 3rd, haven't you watched it yet? Then come sit over here, let's watch it together." Susanna moved the seat next to me a little to make room for Alvitt.

The boy knew there was only ashes beneath his feet, but he was not resigned to it. Under the illusion of the savior, he desperately picked up the broken pieces on the ground.

The boy heard Him say, "Engrave their longing into your soul."

It was as if that was the salvation for everything.

It was as if he himself was the savior.

He lay down on a crack in the ground, his consciousness gradually fading. In the hazy state before falling into a deep sleep, he inexplicably began to believe that he had done something remarkable.

A butterfly landed on his fingertip.

He repaired its wings.

The unconscious boy was quickly taken away by fully armed soldiers who arrived at the scene. He was roughly forced into a vehicle, and the soldiers appeared very vigilant, their hands never leaving their guns.

"Rather than a fragment of a soul, I feel it's more like a fragment of a Herrscher's core," Planck guessed.

"At least the last image before he fell into a coma confirms that Joyce has now become the Herrscher of Reason," Edison said. "The Herrscher of Reason's powers helped heal the butterfly's wings."

“Next, Joyce will get to know us,” Schrödinger said.

"Based on the actual timeline, we are probably still researchers of Destiny."

Chapter 129 Sirin's Defenses Are Breached

After this episode ended, Sirin instinctively wanted to click on the next episode.

"Huh? That's it?! That's all?!" Sirin's beautiful eyes widened.

"Not enough! Not enough! It's over just when I was getting into it."

"That's why I hate binge-watching shows; I wait until all the episodes are released before I watch them."

"What's next? After Joyce was taken away, how did she get to know Einstein?"

"Damn it, you wait, I'm calling that stinky uncle right now." Xilin took out her phone and dialed Yaqing's number.

"I almost forgot, Her Majesty the Queen is also a second-generation rich kid, with connections and influence."

"Go, Your Majesty! Help us get to the finale!"

……

Yaqing's office.

Yaqing finished half of the script for "Foggy Holiday," stretched, glanced at the clock on the wall, and realized it was already four in the afternoon. She had worked overtime again today.

"Finished writing?" Möbius, who was quietly reading, looked up.

“How could it be so fast? If it only takes an afternoon to write a web series, then the script I have now could be filmed for five years to come.” Ya Qing sat on the sofa and leaned on Möbius’s shoulder.

Mebius looked at Yaqing, whose brain cells were mostly dead, and a dangerous smile appeared on his lips.

"You said there's no one in the office right now..."

"Senior, I have a feeling you're about to say something that won't pass censorship," Yaqing interrupted directly.

"So kissing isn't allowed to pass censorship?" Mebius stuck out her pink tongue and licked her lips.

"A kiss? I thought..."

"What else did you think?"

When Yaqing saw the smile in Möbius's eyes, she realized that she had been tricked. She reached out towards Möbius's waist and touched something incredibly soft.

Mebius still has a little bit of fat on his belly, which feels great to the touch.

Mebius's body stiffened, her lips trembling, "You... don't touch me anymore... I can't take it."

Yaqing did not stop.

"what……"

Mebius groaned, then burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"Hahahaha...you...hahaha, stop tickling me...hahahaha, it tickles!"

Mebius's delicate body twisted like a snake, but unfortunately, she still couldn't escape Yaqing's clutches.

Fortunately, the ringing of the cell phone relieved Mebius of the tickling "torture." He lay on the sofa, panting heavily, his clothes disheveled from the struggle.

Yaqing got up and walked to the French windows, looking at the caller ID.

"Hey, Xiao Xilin, why did you decide to call your uncle?" Yaqing asked with a smile.

"You stinky uncle, why is the web series only releasing one episode! It's not enough to watch at all!" Xilin's dissatisfied voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Why only release one episode? That's a good question..."

Yaqing paused, pulling at Xilin's emotions and making her anticipate what he would say next.

"But it's best not to ask." Yaqing refused to answer ruthlessly.

"You stinky old uncle!!!"

Celine was furious.

"Alright, don't get so angry. You're a young lady, always so impulsive," Yaqing said with a smile.

"Who do you think I became like this because of?!" Xilin couldn't stand Yaqing's tone any longer and turned off the microphone for the live stream. The live stream chat was filled with "???".

“I never imagined that you’ve become like this because of Xiao Qiana. I’ve known for a long time that you two sisters don’t get along. I never thought it would get to this point,” Yaqing said seriously.

"Don't play dumb with me, you idiot!" Xilin roared.

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around." Yaqing deliberately stopped the conversation: "The rest of the story hasn't even started filming yet, otherwise why would we be releasing one episode a week?"

"Why didn't you explain earlier?" After hearing the explanation, Xilin hung up the phone immediately without giving it any further thought.

"My lovely, silly niece." Yaqing smiled slightly as she looked at the phone that had been hung up.

Yaqing sat down on the sofa, looked at the snake that had been recovering for a while, and shook her.

Unexpectedly, Mebius grabbed Yaqing's hand and bit it, leaving two light bite marks with his canine teeth.

"Senior, why are you acting like a little kid?" Yaqing said, both amused and exasperated.

Upon hearing this, Mebius grabbed Yaqing's arm and pulled him down, using his waist to sit on Yaqing and pin him beneath him. He covered his face with his hands and looked at him with a sickly, delicate expression.