Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

My head hurts. Where am I? Fan Mu gradually regained consciousness and opened his eyes with some difficulty. The bright light above his head caught his eyes, which hurt.

He sat up slowly. He was lying on a bed, feeling some slight tearing pains in his body, and surrounded by some luxurious furniture.

The room is not big, but the color and placement of the items are enough to tell that the owner is a wealthy person.

"Where...is this?"

Fan Mu frowned as he looked at his body. His entire body was wrapped in bandages. The pain and weakness coming from his body showed that he had suffered considerable injuries.

Where did these injuries come from? Why doesn't he have any memory of them?

He only remembered that he was on his way back to the orphanage. It was unlikely that he would have a car accident if he was walking back. Why did he appear here in the blink of an eye?

crunch.

A tiny sound rang out in the empty room, like the sound of a door opening that he heard when he passed by a high-end market.

"Oh, are you awake?" a clever voice sounded.

He subconsciously looked towards the door, where a pink-haired girl was standing, pretending to be weird, holding a bowl in both hands, looking at him with surprise.

non-mainstream?

Fan Mu quietly watched her walk towards him, and asked with doubt: "Excuse me, young lady, who are you? Where is this?"

"Um... My name is March Seven, and this is the Starry Sky Train."

San Yueqi came up to him and carefully placed the bowl of medicine in his hand on the cabinet beside his bed.

"You're seriously injured. Drink this bowl of medicine first. I'll go get Ji Zi to come over!"

After saying that, without waiting for him to ask any more questions, she trotted out of the room.

"Ji Zi." Fan Mu chewed on these two words in his mouth. He always felt unusually familiar, but he was sure that he had no friend with this name.

Looking at the medicinal food beside him, he thought for a moment and decided not to drink it.

"Ding, the Honkai system is officially launched. Do you want to receive the novice gift package?"

A mechanical voice sounded in his mind. Fan Mu didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that there was a hint of despair in this voice.

"system?"

After extracting these two key words, Fan Mu's mind went blank for a moment, and then his eyes widened suddenly. Regardless of the pain in his body, he got up from the bed and staggered to the window.

Outside the window was an endless galaxy of stars, dazzling and brilliant. If it wasn't someone's deliberate act, then he must have traveled through time.

"I crossed?"

There was a mixture of surprise and confusion in his voice. Although he could not be considered a veteran novel fan, he did read novels after all. He knew very well what the system was and what it represented.

"receive?"

Fan Mu said tentatively.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Herrscher of Reason Core (semi-finished product). Your resistance to Honkai energy has been improved. I hope the host will continue to work hard and strive to survive in the Honkai world."

"No...wait...ah? There is a novice gift pack? How come I didn't know about it?"

"Pah, ah, ah, where does this intelligent voice come from? Is there such a stupid thing in the novice gift package?"

It was that mechanical voice again, but this time it was more humane.

A comfortable feeling surged through his body, and Fan Mu felt that his body was no longer so heavy. Looking at the half crystal that suddenly appeared in his hand, he fell into silence.

Only at this moment did he believe that he had traveled through time.

crunch.

The familiar sound of the door opening once again interrupted the question he was about to ask.

"Why did you get out of bed?" An anxious voice sounded, and the familiar girl ran to his side and supported his body without saying a word.

"You are not in good health right now, you should rest!"

A faint fragrance wafted into his nose. Seeing the other party's concerned expression that didn't seem fake, Fan Mu's breathing stagnated. This was the second person besides the dean who showed concern for him.

"Thank you, I'm fine."

"How could it be okay? You..."

"Okay, Xiao Sanyue, you go out first, I'm here..." Qingwan's voice sounded, interrupting what she was about to say.

"Yes." San Yueqi agreed, then with a slightly complicated expression, Fan Mu turned around and left, closing the door.

Fan Mu looked at the person who came. He had long fiery red hair, a proud figure, fair skin, and long legs.

The other person was very beautiful, more beautiful than any star he had seen on TV. This was the only way he could praise her with the vocabulary he knew.

"Since you are still alive, why don't you contact me?"

Ji Zi looked at the person in front of her with complicated eyes. The person had not changed at all, as if time had not left the slightest trace on him.

"who are you?"

Fan Mu asked doubtfully. From the other party's tone, it seemed that the other party knew him and was very familiar with him and had a close relationship with him.

For some reason, he subconsciously felt that the person in front of him was a good person, someone he could trust.

"You... don't remember me?" Ji Zi walked slowly to his side, looking at him wrapped in bandages, with a hint of joy in her voice, "It's a miracle that you can survive after experiencing that disaster, it's good that you survived..."

After she figured it out, she stretched out her smooth white palm and said, "Let me introduce myself again. My name is Ji Zi, I am the navigator of the Starry Sky Train and also your friend."

"My name is Fan Mu." He stretched out his hand and gently held it, then quickly let go.

Ji Zi looked at Fan Mu. Although she had many questions in her mind and many things she wanted to say, she knew that now was obviously not a good time to talk.

"Okay, you're not in good health right now. You need to rest well. Drink that bowl of medicine!"

"Well, host, you can drink it. That bowl of medicine soup is fine."

A gentle voice and a mechanical sound sounded at the same time. Fan Mu hesitated for a moment before picking up the medicine and drinking it in one gulp.

"Rest for a while. I have something else to do and will come back later." Ji Zi took the bowl of medicine he had finished drinking and left. "If you run into any trouble, just call me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure disappeared at the door.

"Tsk tsk! How come she also has memories?"

"Is it Fu Li who did this? Is he so idle?"

Listening to the voice in his head, Fan Mu lay on the bed without responding. With his limited brain capacity, it was difficult to sort out such information.

After a long while, he finally said, "System?"

"What do you want from your grandfather?" He was responded with a very annoying remark.

Fan Mu fell silent again, with a strange expression, "Can you introduce your function?"

"Tsk, don't you have eyes? Do you still need me to introduce it? Go check the tutorial yourself."

It seems that this system is not in a good mood.

"Can I untie you?"

"No."

"Oh, I'm just asking, nothing else."

"whispering sound!"

He began to look through the system manual. It seemed that this system was not as bad as he thought. At least all the key points were sorted out for him.

There's nothing special about it. It's not some awesome Long Aotian, Immortal Emperor, or Super Rich system.

The functions of this system are very mediocre. Its main functions are to simulate events and distribute rewards. These two points are not as important to him as the system space.

10x10, one hundred cubic meters. If you use it to move bricks, buying a car or a house will not be a problem.

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up and he looked eager to try.

"You're not still thinking of using my space to move bricks, are you?" A faint voice sounded.

"How could that be?" Fan Mu smiled awkwardly.

"Um, open the system space?" he said tentatively.

A series of boxes suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Looking at the thing in front of him, Fan Mu was stunned, his eyes full of confusion.

"What are these?" He pointed at the things in the box with a shaking hand. "Why are there hairpins and skirts here? Why are there even underwear, and in different fucking sizes?"

Whose underwear is this, which is not even half the size of what he is wearing? Hey!!!

Why does it have a faint fragrance?

"Oh, that belonged to my previous host." The system responded indifferently.

"So you are still a second-hand product?" Fan Mu blurted out subconsciously.

"?"

It's hard, the fist is hard.

The system kept taking deep breaths in his mind, reminding himself that this was the real world, there was only one host, and once dead, it was really gone, so calm down... calm down.

Ignorance is not a crime, and a good son is not a crime.

"Ha...ha." Realizing his speech problem, Fan Mu smiled awkwardly and changed the subject.

"It seems that your former host played a lot. You must have suffered a lot following him, right?"

"........."

What could it say? He even cursed himself, what else could it say?