At the same time, my wife is myself.

Qianyuan knew what she was thinking. "The antidote is not very effective at the moment, and it can only last for about ten hours."

His expression held a mixture of regret and wistfulness.

If the antidote hadn't worn off, he could have fought Shiho Miyano until tomorrow. But when he shrank to the last minute, he suddenly felt a tightness, a top-notch stimulation that no one else could give him.

Chiyuki concludes that Ai Haibara is invincible, possessing advantages that no one else can match, which is the importance of mastering core technologies.

"So that's it."

An elegant smile returned to Rita's face. "Only ten hours? That should be enough. Could I have one? I think it's time for me to meet Lady Durandal as Rita."

"no problem."

Qianyuan picked Rita up and said, "Who told me to be your father? Of course I have to fulfill my good daughter's wish."

Rita sweetly replied, "Thank you, Father."

She was never one to be shy, and since she had to call Durandal that anyway, she didn't care at all.

After giving her the antidote, Qianyuan reminded her, "Don't wear clothes when you take the medicine. Remember to prepare clothes that will make you bigger."

After giving him some brief instructions, he took Ai Haibara out for a stroll.

Ai Haibara isn't like Mebius, someone who's engrossed in research and uninterested in anything else; at least she really likes designer handbags.

Even if the brand names in the Honkai Impact 3rd world are different from those in the Detective Conan world, she still likes them.

In fact, Qianyuan had already bought her quite a few designer bags during this period. This trip was just a side trip to buy bags; the main purpose was to go out and browse around.

That evening, when the members gathered and shared this memory, they all sighed with emotion:

"This trick is impossible to learn."

"That's amazing, no wonder she's Ai-chan."

"Will win!"

"This is a complete defeat, but it doesn't matter. Once the antidote for the shrinking drug is fully developed, we can give it a try."

They pulled out their decks, ready for a duel, when a tremor ran through their souls—a newcomer was about to arrive!

With a flash of light, a young girl appeared before them.

His short, gray-black hair was highlighted with red, his eyes were like burning flames, and equally bright red horns were pressed tightly against the sides of his head.

Most importantly, she has a great figure, with a curvy figure, a slender waist, firm thighs, and long calves.

Because there was no cover, everyone could see it clearly.

"Huh? What kind of place is this? And who are you people?"

The girl didn't seem to have a good temper. She spoke in a rude manner and instinctively wanted to fight, but found that she not only had no weapon, but also no clothes. She was completely naked.

"Grass!"

She cursed loudly, her fiery eyes glaring at her, "Look at your mother! Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!"

"This is such a low level of civility."

"I never thought that 'my' manners would be so low."

"Won't this lower the average quality of the 'Qianyuan' members?"

"I think I already know which role the newcomer will play."

"I guessed it too. If it really is her, then not only will she lower the average quality, but also the average education level."

Since everyone who could enter the soul space was one of their own, no one was angry, and these few words weren't considered offensive to them, who had experienced the impact of the internet.

Qian Yuan flew over and grabbed the girl's hand before she could react. Just as the girl was about to resist, her body froze, and the simultaneous flashbacks made her realize:

"That's actually the case."

Qianyuan understood immediately: "It really is you! You've become W from Arknights, the legendary cockroach spirit!"

"Go to hell, you're the cockroach demon!"

W's overall quality did not improve in tandem with her memories; however, her cultural level rose to the top of her ethnic group.

The vast majority of Sarkaz people are illiterate, and have not even received prenatal education.

Chapter Fifty-Two: Down with the whole world!

W's race is Sarkaz.

On the continent of Terra, all industrial products, weapons, and the supernatural powers used by most people, including Originium Arts, all require Originium.

However, Originium possesses a living characteristic. Activated Originium combines with normal cells, gradually eroding and replacing the healthy body tissues of the infected, causing irreversible systemic damage. This process leads to the complete failure of the infected's bodily functions, ultimately causing death from acute complications or organ failure.

Due to their susceptibility to Oripathy and the high adaptability of Originium Arts, the Sarkaz were almost entirely rejected and slaughtered as "demons" by the entire Terra world.

You know what, W has sharp horns on its head, an arrow-shaped tail, and with its beautiful white hair, red eyes, and curvaceous figure, it does look quite like a succubus.

Qian Yuanrui commented, "But there are no succubi with low manners and foul language."

"So what if I'm low-class? If you're so capable, then don't sleep with me!"

W was very assertive. At this moment, she was wearing a leather jacket, but her ample chest was covered by thin black stockings, which were barely visible.

Her smooth, slender abdomen revealed her adorable navel, and her glossy black pantyhose outlined her long, beautiful legs, while the shape of her buttocks was exceptionally alluring.

"It's so astringent!" Qian Yuan immediately apologized to her, "I was speaking too loudly just now."

"This is the right thing to do."

W, as if rewarding him, pressed Qianyuan's head into his chest, letting him thoroughly enjoy the face wash.

Others also came over to synchronize their memories and power with her.

The constant sense of peace emanating from the depths of W's soul made W, who had been wandering, feel at home.

A surge of emotion welled up within her. The Sarkaz were once called Tikkaz, meaning "rootless Tikkaz." Now, the Sarkaz are scattered throughout Terra, their souls tormented by Originium, and they all yearn for a home.

W now has a home, a home far more solid than the abstract concept of Sarkaz, even more so than the collapsed Tower of Babel, a home that is almost permanent.

"I made a decision."

W announced, "My name is now Vishdale!"

W is not her original name, but a code name she inherited from someone else. The name Vishdel was originally given to her by Theresa later in the story after she underwent a transformation, and it means "prayer of home".

"It's Vision! We're saved!"

Qianyuan cheered. Putting aside the strength of the storyline, the game's difficulty in Vishdel was simply insane. Although it couldn't free up your hands, it could free up your mind. You could pull out the same Vishdel when facing different maps and different enemies.

His hand pinched Vishdel's thigh, his nails accidentally tearing her black stockings: "Vishdel, when are you going to buff yourself? Don't use Vishdel's name, your strength is only W."

"What did W do to you?!"

Vishdel glared at Qianyuan, "Although I haven't loaded the soul of Old Deng of the Sarkaz tribe into my gun and fired it yet, I'm already stronger than that Old Deng!"

Using the binding technique passed down from Yotsuya Miko, she rejected Honkai energy and cursed power, and immediately felt a tremendous transformation in her Originium Arts.

Vishdel's Originium Arts is to detonate Originium, an Originium Arts that is useless outside of Terra and not very useful even if left on Terra.

Although the Sarkaz are powerful, the most powerful ones are those with the bloodlines of the Ten Royal Courts. The other Sarkaz are only so-so in strength, otherwise they wouldn't be living such miserable lives.

To put it simply, the so-called Sarkaz are actually native Terran creatures that even hunt each other; they can be considered just like dinosaurs.

There are so many kinds of dinosaurs, but only a few are truly amazing.

But things are different now. After the binding ritual of the Cursed Power Return Battle, Vishdel rejected Herrscher-level authority and a massive amount of Cursed Power, pushing her Originium Arts to an extremely terrifying level.

She caught fire, literally, her whole body was engulfed in flames.

Not only that, a wisp of flame flew from Vishdale's fingertips and exploded with a roar at her will.

"Flames? This is the power of the Balrog?"

Ai Haibara reasoned, "The Sarkaz are rejected by other races and mostly intermarry within their own races. It's not surprising that they have a diluted royal bloodline. Her ability to cause explosions is probably the result of the mutation of the Flame Demon bloodline, which has now been activated under the restraints."

Vishdel visibly swelled: "Haha, the power of the Balrog! This is the strongest royal court! I'm about to take off!"

Among the powerful Ten Royal Courts, the Balrog is also recognized as the strongest, and its ancient leader was Balsa of the Punishment Clan.

The third generation Demon Lord of Sarkaz, the Balrog of the Sun, the king reborn from fire, the king of punishment who melts horns and burns feathers.

Before becoming the Demon King, he killed more than a dozen overlords of the gods.

That was an even more ancient era, when the power of the gods had not diminished; they were terrifying monsters with enormous bodies and the power of the sky.

Even a mere ordinary beast-bodied god is comparable to a modern Terran dreadnought.

Barthar killed a supreme ruler of the gods, far above them, driving the western gods to flee Kazdel. He exterminated nearly half of the gods, etching their fear and hatred of Balrog into their very bones.

The ten tribes, who had no cultural identity whatsoever, were forced to form a defensive alliance called Letania.

His mere strength could scorch a lake of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers into a wasteland, and his dying words evaporated into a plain of bones.

However, it was precisely this power and madness that made the pure-blooded fire demon feared by everyone. No one wanted another Sunbringer to appear. Over the long years, the pure-blooded fire demons were all killed, and the fire demon royal court was wiped out.

Having awakened the power of this strongest bloodline, Vishdel was clearly arrogant: "I have the bloodline of the Balrog, shouldn't it be time for Theresis to step down and for me to lead the Sarkaz!"

"Wake up, you only have the bloodline of the Flame Demon, you are not a pure-blooded Flame Demon."

Qian Yuan reminded her, "There are still quite a few non-pure-blooded Flame Demons on the Terra Continent. In fact, many biological research institutions use Flame Demon fragments to artificially create hybrid Flame Demons, such as Ifrit. You are very strong, but not strong enough."

Ai Haibara also strongly agreed: "Using biotechnology to make you a pure Balrog is a good way to become stronger, but it's not very meaningful. Not every Balrog is as strong as a Sunbringer, otherwise pure-blooded Balrogs wouldn't have all died out."

"And believe it or not, if you dare to become a pure-blooded Flame Demon and demonstrate great strength, the next day, all nations will abandon their hatred and join forces to annihilate you. The shadow of the Sunbinder is already etched into their souls."

Vishdale's inflated ego shrank back: "Forget it, I'll just play it safe for now. One day I'll take down the whole world by myself!"

Chapter Fifty-Three: No One Is Allowed to Attack His Highness!

Qianyuan sensed her eagerness: "Goodness, you're quite looking forward to going to war with the whole world, but you're just lying low because you don't have the ability to do it, right?"

"Don't just talk about me, don't you want to too?"

Qianyuan's thoughts could not be hidden from Vishdel. "Didn't you practically rule the whole world in the Honkai Impact 3rd world? It's just that no one in that world stopped you, so your methods were mild. But on Terra, there are people who deserve to be killed everywhere. Don't you want to see the world burn?"

Qianyuan was somewhat tempted. His conversation with Gojo Satoru in the Jujutsu Kaisen world was not a joke. We Chinese are like this, we value family very much. If we kill someone, we hope to send his family and friends down to accompany him, so that he won't be lonely down there and his family won't be sad and shed tears up up there.

Besides, the nobles in the Arknights world are all more abstract than the last, because power is closely related to bloodline. No matter how much the lower classes are exploited, they can't resist. If all those nobles were taken to be shot, there might be some innocent people, but if nine out of ten are killed, there will definitely be some who escape.

Qian Yuan put it another way: "You can't say that, Vishdel. I wasn't going against the world. I am the world, I am the big picture. It was those insects who chose to be against the world."

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

Although his mind was crammed with a vast amount of knowledge, it didn't change his personality, so Vishdel retained his illiterate nature and couldn't even conceive of such high-sounding words for a moment.

"They are the ones who are at odds with the world. We are not setting the world ablaze, but rather cleaning up the filth and burning the insects!"

The Thunder Queen was very interested in this topic: "I also think it's time to bring Terra under our control and conquer it!"

Yotsuya Miko detailed: "Vishdel are Sarkaz, natives of Terra, and naturally possess the law."

"We are human beings, and theoretically we are the most qualified to inherit the legacy of the previous civilization, including those Terrans, the Protoss and the First Men who came from Ta'vi, which is also closely related to the previous civilization. They may have even been animal friends raised by the people of the previous civilization."

Ai Haibara also agreed: "The technology of the pre-Terra civilization was very advanced. It was already capable of subspace travel, planetary terraforming, parallel universe observation, inversion symmetry, planetary orbital cannons, and uploading consciousness to civilizations within billions of light-years away. In terms of scientific research and technology, it can be said to far surpass the pre-Terra civilization of Honkai Impact 3."

"I already have a premonition that this is a future of dying from overwork. Is there really no one who can help me share the burden?"

The moment studying was mentioned, everyone's eyes immediately darted around, and even Vishdel, who had been so domineering just moments before, shrank back.

I am illiterate, don't look for me.

To be honest, if Terra's language and writing system weren't similar to Earth's, she might be the only person on Terra with the expertise of a professor who is practically blind after their memories were synchronized.

He has a wealth of knowledge, but is illiterate.

"I think I should specialize in biotechnology."

Qianyuan suggested, "It's faster to improve individual strength and then discover even stronger strength in each world. This is much faster than simply climbing the technology tree."

“For example, Vishdale. Since she has the blood of the Balrog, let’s just give her all the genes related to fire and create a fire-attribute version of the Chimera Project.”

"For example, Drak, Talulah from the Reunion Movement is a ready-made one, and the old master of the Great Yan is extremely powerful, as well as the fragments of the year, and the year with an internal temperature of 1400 degrees Celsius. If we take their genes and fuse them into Vishdel's body, it might surpass the strength of the Sunbinder."

He reminded her, "Don't forget, we can venture into more than just the Terra continent. You think that if we stack fire power to this extent, as long as she accepts the qualifications of the Herrscher of Thunder and isn't corrupted by Honkai energy, can she accommodate the core of the Herrscher of Flame?"

The eyes of everyone present lit up. Collecting the genes of those powerful individuals was relatively easy, except for Talulah, the other two were quite difficult, especially the Great Yan Celestial Master. It wouldn't be easy to force her.

But the benefits are undoubtedly enormous.

Ai Haibara thought the plan was excellent, and more importantly: "If we can find a way to accommodate the twelve Herrscher cores, could we also get a glimpse of the power of the end?"