I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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Then, Ms. Kanori became a regular at the evening buffet.

Perhaps due to the loss of her morals, Aglaia has become quite uninhibited and seems to have awakened some strange XP.

Once, when Qiong woke up from her deep sleep, she was shocked to find that Aglaia was suspended in mid-air by golden silk in a laurel armor-like position.

She herself manipulated the golden threads, causing her body to rise and fall rhythmically like a pendulum, her face flushed with a mixture of shame and extreme excitement...

Even the well-informed Qiong couldn't help but gape at this scene.

Is this still my elegant and noble young lady, Aya?

When they arrive at public events or the 100th anniversary celebration of the Golden Silk Company, Aglaia will use her graceful demeanor, elegance, and refined speech to tell Qiong.

She hasn't been idle for hundreds of years.

As for acting skills, with the actor who played the role of a movie star right beside you, it's simple.

Demigods have long lifespans; theoretically, they can live indefinitely as long as they don't create new worlds.

I wouldn't say it exists in harmony with the world.

Living for several thousand years is no problem.

Kevin, Qianjie, and Su, the three Memory Entities who were transformed into Digimon, naturally had even more outrageous lifespans.

The fusion warriors are born with extraordinary physical abilities, allowing them to live for tens of thousands of years without any problem. Becoming a Digimon is a way of extending their lifespan.

These three did not need to remain asleep; they integrated into the local life of Onfaros.

Compared to the paradise of the past with only twelve guests, life on Onphalus is obviously more colorful and lively.

A century of time has imbued even the dull and aloof Kevin with a touch more humanity.

This is the power of time.

July, 4931, Freedom Month.

A peaceful and tranquil month.

There are no major holidays to participate in, nor any major tasks to complete.

People can pursue their hobbies, dreams, and do whatever they want during this month.

Just as Cephalo created the world and allowed people to play in its courtyard.

However, this year's Freedom Month was shrouded in a lingering gloom and panic.

Panic.

The barrier that had protected the empire for three hundred years had developed cracks, and black tide creatures had entered its interior.

Even if the invading monster was only a low-level one, it was quickly wiped out by the patrolling Golden Blood.

Its impact, however, jolted everyone awake from their peaceful slumber.

The barrier protecting this paradise is about to crumble.

Based on the initial assessment of the Kuroshio's strength, Fulina's power to reopen the world should be able to withstand the Kuroshio for at least six or seven hundred years.

However, the Kuroshio Current has not been stagnant over these hundreds of years; it has been constantly calculating, evolving, and learning deeply.

With the ebb and flow of power, it ultimately lasted only a little over three hundred years.

Once the barrier is broken, the empire will be powerless to face the terrifying black tide of deep learning, which is now vastly different from what it used to be over the past three hundred years.

Even if Kevin, Qianjie, Su, and all the members of the pioneering team were to be mobilized.

It might be able to put up a short-term resistance, but it's impossible to completely keep the Black Tide out of the defense line like it did three hundred years ago.

The tide of destruction will surge forth like a flood bursting its banks, engulfing everything in its path.

The world is about to end.

Inevitable.

Unable to resist.

No one can delay any longer.

In this situation, there is only one option.

"It's time to start the final boss battle!"

Even after three hundred years, the Golden Courtyard remains exactly as it was, preserving the original Onphalus architectural style.

To be honest, if Miss Demogue hadn't used the power of time to hide the Golden Garden, only the members of the Firemoth would be able to freely enter and exit.

Qiong had no doubt that when she woke up next time, she would see a group of unfamiliar tourists taking photos and checking in with their phones.

He'll probably have to queue up to buy a ticket to get back to his own home.

"The barrier can hold for a while longer. Should we use this time to make more preparations?"

Titi placed the warm tea on the stone table in the courtyard.

"Should we... use this time to make some further preparations?"

Her voice carried a hint of barely perceptible worry.

"It's meaningless now."

Before Qiong could speak, Krydella slowly shook her head, the empress's gaze calm and profound.

"In the final battle against the Iron Tomb, the Empire's regular army... is no longer able to provide any substantial assistance."

The Black Tide monsters of three hundred years ago already exceeded the limits of ordinary armies; today's enemies will only be stronger and more terrifying!

"Little Delara is right."

Qiong was playing with a chess piece in his hand, and on the table was the unfinished game he had played against Krydella.

"But what will happen to the people of Onphalus then?"

Qi Bao frowned, a hint of worry in her eyes.

Using the gap of several hundred years, she returned to the Honkai world and kept trying to bring the power of the end through her connection with 'herself'.

Unfortunately, it's impossible.

They couldn't even find a clue or a hint of what was going on.

This is very wrong.

No matter how far apart the solar system is from the Milky Way universe in terms of spacetime, it is always consciously connected to 'itself'.

With the power of the end, there's no reason for them not to come!

Neither the Star Core, the Iron Tomb, nor the Scepter Firewall can completely block the power of the End.

As the Herrscher of the End, Qi Bao has absolute confidence in this.

She couldn't even find out... Could it be that there's a Star God-level power interfering in the dark?

Qi Bao didn't give up; she kept trying.

But if the final battle were to begin now, what would become of the people of Onphalus?

"If anything goes wrong in the battle with the Iron Tomb, the people of Onpharos will be completely wiped out, won't they?"

"Brownie, do you have a way to back up and save the data of the Onfaros humans?"

Qi Bao looked at the hacker leader in the team.

"The humans of Onpharos are not merely data; they are [intelligent species]."

“Using the Ether Editor, during the process of ‘Recreation,’ I helped Qiong transfer the Seed of Wisdom to what I have written through the Negative World Fire.”

Haitu was holding a game console and fiddling with it. She looked up as she spoke, not at the screen, but the game character on the screen moved without any pause or mistake.

"But in that case, the seed will sprout again."

Simply put, those she can save will lose their memories of this life.

If it is conceived again, it will be the same individual as the one in the previous cycle.

"And there's another problem: even if we only store the intelligent seeds, the current memory capacity of 'As I Write'... can't hold them all."

"What about adding other storage devices?"

Xing was munching on a watermelon.

"Others? What? Where?"

"I still have a lot of hard drives in my ring."

Xing raised her hand and waved it. Those hard drives contained notebooks and cesium diagrams that she and Qiongzai had created using a simulated universe.

There's no other way; for the sake of Onphalus, I have to reluctantly delete it to make room!

Completely ignoring Xing's heartbreak, Haitu rolled her eyes at her.

"Not just any hard drive can store intelligent seeds."

"Doraemon, quickly use your amazing gadgets to think of a solution!"

March 7th hugged Qiong's arm and shook it.

"I just can't do anything with you, you idiot, Ah Qi."

Qiong sighed as she fed a grape to Mimi, who was perched on her shoulder.

"No way, you really have a tool that can solve the problem?"

Elena stared in surprise.

She had seen the animated version of the book I wrote about and adapted, including the story of Doraemon with countless magical gadgets, which is the subject of an unofficial historical account.

I understand this joke.

"Not now."

The nascent flame of hope that had just been ignited in everyone's hearts was instantly extinguished, and they all showed expressions of disappointment.

"What time is it, and you're still..."

"But that doesn't mean there won't be any later."

Irena's complaints were interrupted, and everyone who had been looking down looked up.

What do you mean?

Qiong stared at the number of crystals in the upper right corner of the system interface.

After hundreds of years of accumulation, the number of crystals has reached 4933.

You can perform three 10-pulls.

This time he's going to pull off something big!

Within Qi Bao's mental space, Qiong Qiana brought up the system panel and slapped the ten-pull button with her small hand.

Golden light emanated from an infinitely distant place.

The money has been withdrawn.

But Bai Lian remained completely unmoved.

Click quickly to skip items that glow in blue.

The first purple light made Kiana stop.

[Character Card: Sky Journey - Scroll of Star Painting]

Rating: ★★★★☆

[Introduction: A traveler on the journey through the stars, and a returning guest from ten thousand years of time.]

Once, her paintings were adorned with color, but ultimately they returned to pure white.

Today, she leaves long footprints in the universe, and the twinkling stars respond, bestowing upon her brilliant colors, painting the boundless night sky as her canvas.

Little Gray evolves!

Big Gracie! 】

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