Collapse, survive

"Well, if I had to say, he's a hero."

Fang Jie held her close, feeling a sense of security akin to that of a good brother.

When she's quiet... or when she's not quiet, Durandal is an absolute beauty, and she smells wonderful.

"When catastrophe strikes, when disaster strikes, there will always be people who stand up. Kevin is one of those people. If there is anyone who will stand in front of the wave of destruction, it is Kevin."

"Because this place was once beautiful, he must draw his sword to protect it all and turn the tide."

"Then comes trials, brings disaster, and brings salvation."

"For example, when Kevin returns, he will destroy everything in the current civilization, even humanity itself, embracing everything with the cruelest and coldest reality, hoping that someone can defeat him, stop him, make him make way, and then save this imperfect world."

Fang Jie's tone was filled with burning passion and heroic aspirations—a noble, fearless, and great sentiment. Yet it was precisely this sentiment that sent chills down Durandal's spine.

She had already read the story of the Yellow Springs and knew what kind of ending it was.

Kevin...

It was as if a hand reached out from the darkness, a cold and hard hand, gripping her heart, pressing down on her lungs, making it impossible for her to breathe.

She felt sad.

She stared blankly at this man she had never truly understood, yet she grasped precisely the meaning of Kevin he spoke of.

"He killed people...and then forced me to save them? To do what he couldn't do?"

A group of Otto.

Is there no other option in this world besides Otto?

This was the most insulting curse word Durandal could think of, and Fu Hua was the same. They weren't very good at swearing, but some of the words they uttered were insults.

"Your understanding is very accurate."

Unaware of Durandal's filthy thoughts, Fang Jie pushed Pu Ya away, abandoned her, and let her roll her eyes—a duck-like treatment.

He embraced Durandal, and together they watched over this world that needed heroes.

"I originally didn't intend to get involved. We've been preparing for so long, and the whole world is waiting for the destined hero to save us... How could someone like me, who has nothing to do with the big picture, steal the hero's place?"

“But if I did that, wouldn’t I be treating you all as tools as well?”

“That’s not right. My expectations are not for something filthy; they should be for beauty. That’s why I’m here to be a hero.”

Fang Jie has always been sincere and unwilling to lie. He has never relied on deception to develop this world, but rather on wisdom (a big lie) and strength.

As everyone knows, this game is unplayable if you don't turn it on. If you turn it on too low or too slow, you'll get frustrated and won't be able to play. Even Durandal almost couldn't play if you turned it on like that. There are always veterans eager to try and elbow newbies.

What do we young idiots need to do to satisfy you? Fang Jie couldn't help but feel sorry for himself, and continued driving.

"Join me and become heroes."

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Chapter Ninety: I'll stop here regarding Kiana.

"Become a hero..."

Fu Hua is here, always has been.

Su was just about to die. As Su manipulated the Thousand Realms One Vehicle to carry her shattered spirit and will, she was also able to listen to Fang Jie and Pu Ya's conversation.

And feelings of emotion.

"To become a hero means to hide secrets, endure pain, and live with loneliness."

Fu Hua expressed her feelings.

"Hua, what is your wish?"

Su looked at his old friend, not hiding his sorrow. His life was coming to an end, and these were the last things he cared about.

“My wish, Sue, now is not the time to talk about those things.”

Fu Hua shook her head, "Prometheus 17 has been awakened, this will have an impact..."

"will not."

Sue knew what she cared about: "Kevin has... tacitly agreed."

The ultimate goal of the Stigmata Project is to activate Prometheus 17, the 'Will of Honkai'. If anything happens to her, it means that the previous civilization's backup plan will fail.

If we want to stop it...

Kevin didn't come.

Even the feathered rabbit has arrived.

The crystallization of the Stigmata, the ideal human form, she arrived here, merging into another lineage of the Stigmata, a new expression, this is an attitude of tacit approval.

Fu Hua understood and didn't bother Fang Jie's invitation to the newcomers of the current civilization to form an anti-Old Deng elbowing alliance.

The name is irrelevant. Even if his goal is simply to create more Herrschers and improve the Spark Project, it doesn't matter. What matters is that, as he told her before, he brings new possibilities, adding another stroke to the original probability.

So efficient!

She is still working for peace, and Fang Jie is pushing forward with great efficiency.

Even the Tree of Imaginary Numbers, which had long been occupied by cocoons, revealed its true form. Fang Jie stabilized the passage connecting it, creating a spectacle that even modern and pre-civilization civilizations could not construct.

This is also why Prometheus 17 was able to touch and embrace anyone before Fang Jie further invaded the Cocoon of the End. It was too precious, and it opened the seal for those who had been locked in the cave and could only explore things through the shadows of light.

Although few people can reach it.

In this realm where time and space seem to stand still, everything continues to flow, only now they are superimposed with an imaginary field in the spatial dimension, and the spacetime fracture is such a phenomenon.

Generally speaking, the spacetime training of Valkyrie armor is only enough for Valkyrie to connect with imaginary numbers and synchronize with that state, rather than to continue to expand on the spacetime fracture.

Only through such infinite extension can one 'occupy the end of the cocoon', reorganize its 'infinite' imaginary number into a 'finite' one, and thus traverse the flow of time through the tree of imaginary numbers.

Compared to the cocoon, that is the law governing the universe, the mystery of the cycle of life, the place where all essences and origins are formed. It is known that only the complete Second Divine Key, Thousand Realms One Vehicle, can open the door to the place where the Imaginary Tree is located.

Now, it has been activated, stabilized, revealing the truth to the world, and unlocking the shackles of the collapsing solar system—

Fu Hua also saw Fang Jie's true form at this moment. Although from a human perspective he still appeared as a human, it was merely a shadow cast by the light he manifested. His true form...

I can't see it clearly, I can't see it clearly at all.

Like a dream that has never been born, it remains an unfamiliar existence whose full form no one can see at this moment, as space expands and time arrives.

When and where will it manifest...?

It all depends on the heart and dreams of the person who brings it into existence.

His shadow was cast upon the infinitely extending tree of imaginary numbers, each mark gleaming brightly, blooming from the darkness...

He vanished, free and perfect.

Su almost died after seeing it.

"You're looking too far ahead, Sue."

"Sorry, Hua, I'll leave the rest to you."

"Ah."

Su's illusion shattered and dissipated, while the zero-level rated power of the Thousand Realms One Transformation continued to bless her.

So he's just about to die, but when he actually dies depends entirely on when he decides to take his last breath.

Fu Hua continued watching, her spirit, on the verge of collapse, became even more resilient, feeling warmth and peace in the light falling from the Tree of Imaginary Numbers.

It's hard to describe the feeling—ancient and resilient, with a subtle resonance, from which she drew a power different from the collapse—she felt the power return, incredible.

And what I felt from it...

I remember Fang Jie explaining his power in this way: philosophy.

It seems that was also his way of being, a kind of philosophy flowing out.

Just like the essence of 'Honkai', it is not 'cocoon' but 'Honkai'. Its essence is human beings' summary, generalization, description and characterization of phenomena, constantly absorbing various disaster phenomena and expanding more and more.

How can we counter it?

Is salvation the same as destruction through killing?

That's not what Fang Jie wants to do. His meaning is clear: he is not a destined hero, but someone who can improve the world. This world ultimately needs the right people to save it, and that is you, all of you, and me.

Fu Hua understood and couldn't help but smile. This kind of person is the easiest to understand.

He's straightforward, repays kindness with kindness, and doesn't want to owe anyone anything if you give him all sorts of benefits. Compared to breaking promises, taking advantage of others, being corrupt, treacherous, and cunning, always trying to scheme against others, he adheres to absolute reason and self-interest...

Seeing Fang Jie's expression, Fu Hua knew that this young man was unwilling to owe anyone a favor.

His expression was practically written all over his face.

They can't even hide it properly.

They can easily become partners with passionate protagonists and are the best forwards.

This kind of incredibly talented but naive character...

It's me, it's us.

The abandoned duck walked towards her.

Hello, Hua.

……

……

"and many more!"

Durandal snapped out of her daze and couldn't help but withdraw her outstretched hand. Actions were faster than thoughts, and intuition was faster than words.

“I didn’t agree. I just… need to be wary of you until you state your purpose.”

"It's too late, you've already agreed."

Fang Jie spoke smugly, showing the hand that had held hers. "Kaslana, you idiot, you're so easy to fool."

Durandal felt a chill run down her spine from being stared at. This person was incredibly cunning, and she was momentarily captivated, subconsciously wondering if this was a mental attack.

"But I've always made my intentions clear, haven't I? You're just too stupid; you don't know many things."

That's not stupidity, it's just that Old Deng is cunning, treacherous, and despicable...

He reached out and, after Pu Ya, scooped up the motionless Theresa.

"You're as bad as Theresa and Durandal. Your memories have been repeatedly modified by Feather Dust."

"..."

Durandal cares a lot about things like altering memories, but does Theresa know that you're targeting her like this?

Durandal wanted to ask the person involved, but unfortunately Theresa was also unable to enter the 'End Hour'.

Even if he couldn't reach the dimension where the final cocoon was located, it was just that Fang Jie hadn't gone any further, and the world had turned upside down. He sealed off its entire domain and built a wall around it.

This is equivalent to shutting down the 'cocoon'.

As for how long it will take for the blockade to be broken...

do not know.

The fact that the tip of the Imaginary Tree could be occupied by a cocoon for so long shows that Fang Jie would not underestimate it. It is more dangerous and contradictory than the Star Core, as if it were something that should not exist in the universe. It could even be used to resurrect the Star God.

Because the seed contains the way the tree exists, all it needs is to grow.

Like climbing the tree of imaginary numbers, perhaps one can reach the true summit of the universe.

"It's almost time. The solar system is really big, much bigger than I imagined. Over time, the environment has been damaged, and many things have sunk into the Sea of ​​Quanta."

At that time, the morphological analysis of the spacetime megastructure could no longer be explored further. His 'divinity' could continuously gather the imaginary divine remains of food and drink, and climb the tree of imaginary numbers to move forward. The so-called takeover of the power of the gods was just a side matter; moving forward itself was the key.

But his 'humanity' will be eroded in the process, or at least his temperament will change drastically.

锚。

An anchor is needed for the solution.

Just like in the state of 'no thought arises', one needs the signboard girl to guide them.

The solar system is still too big.