I, the Geo Archon Morax with 2.1 Billion Mora, Have Joined a Chat Group [209]

"Would you like to take a walk and talk about what exactly you did?"

Fu Hua—no, Hua—smiled as she looked at her former companion.

"Naturally."

Zhongli gave a slight nod, then with a casual wave of his hand—ignoring the confused stares of those around them—

In the blink of an eye, he and Fu Hua stood upon the streets of Changkong City.

This city, which had once suffered a Honkai outbreak, had not been utterly devastated.

Many had lost their loved ones, yet they had not lost hope.

For they knew—

A certain organization called Schicksal had dedicated itself entirely to the world's salvation.

The war against Honkai held within it the promise of victory.

Zhongli and Fu Hua walked through the rain-slicked streets.

Dusk had settled over the city.

Neon lights flickered to life, casting reflections upon the wet pavement, illuminating the world in a vibrant glow.

The pulse of the modern metropolis—alive with color, energy, and rain-kissed tranquility.

"You recognize this place, don't you?" Zhongli asked, his tone light.

"Of course."

Fu Hua narrowed her eyes slightly, pointing toward a neon-lit sign.

"This is where we first met. Right there—beneath the ruins of a collapsed building."

"Accelerator attacked me here, wanting to test this world's combat capabilities."

"No."

Zhongli shook his head.

"You know that’s not what I’m referring to."

In the era of the Previous Civilization, this was once Canghai City."

"The place where you, Carol, and I first met."

"According to the true flow of time, this—not the battle against Accelerator—was our first true encounter."

"The whims of a god who stands beyond time itself," Hua chuckled.

Her laughter was like steel forged into a blooming flower.

"Indeed. And within your own memory, it should be the same."

Zhongli’s lips curved into a faint smile.

"For gods, reshaping the world is a simple and brutal process."

"One must merely alter history at its root—"

"And make the world itself accept it."

"A god is never wrong."

"If history disagrees, then it is history that must change."

His words brought another quiet smile to Fu Hua’s face.

Her memories were not illusions.

She could recall—clear and vivid—those years spent fighting against Honkai alongside Zhongli.

Every detail.

Even the emotions she had felt at the time.

Reaching out her hand, she extended an invitation.

"Shall we?"

"Of course. I’d be honored."

Zhongli’s voice carried the weight of ancient tradition.

And so, the two of them walked together beneath the rain-soaked neon lights.

The dazzling glow of the city spilled across the pavement, the vibrance of modern civilization unfolding before them.

Raindrops dripped onto their hair, dampened their clothes, and soaked into their sleeves.

For a while, they simply walked in silence.

Until at last, it was Zhongli who spoke first.

"The years we spent together—they were real."

"Those were genuine experiences we shared."

"I know."

Hua nodded slightly, then added,

"I can see that clearly."

"Stop treating me like that little girl who could only run from Deadwalkers."

"You said those exact words back then, too."

Zhongli smiled.

"It was just before our final battle against the Herrscher of Finality."

"In the last experimental base, you and I had a conversation."

"How interesting."

Hua chuckled again—she had been laughing a great deal today.

"I remember now."

"But five thousand years…"

"Such a long, long time."

She stopped walking, turning to gaze at Zhongli in quiet contemplation.

Her sky-blue eyes held an indescribable emotion.

For a long while, she simply watched him in silence.

Zhongli’s gaze, however, remained calm as ever.

He met her eyes, waiting for her to speak.

"Dr. Zhongli, this time—we truly defeated Honkai, didn’t we?"

She had spent so long choosing her words carefully.

But in the end, this was the only question she could ask.

"Yes."

Zhongli exhaled a quiet breath.

The weight of it all finally lifting from his shoulders.

"The Herrscher of Finality has emerged."

"The test is over."

"And we have nearly achieved a perfect score."

"Very soon, the nature of Honkai energy will change."

"First—those infected by Honkai disease will gradually recover."

"No one will ever again become a Herrscher or a Deadwalker due to Honkai corruption."

"Then—the concentration of Honkai energy will rise, replacing traditional energy sources."

"Unlike conventional fuel or electricity, it will be boundless—like magic."

"Lastly—the human lifespan will increase, strengthened by Honkai’s influence."

"Physical capabilities will improve, allowing humanity to adapt to life beyond Earth."

"This planet will rapidly advance toward the level of a stellar civilization."

"Then, eventually…"

"The next Honkai test will begin."

"This time, it will come from the cosmos itself—"

"With Honkai beasts the size of stars."

"With Herrschers who once destroyed entire civilizations."

Hearing this, Hua’s shoulders tensed slightly.

Her brows knitted together.

"How long?"

"Perhaps ten thousand years."

"Perhaps never."

Zhongli’s expression turned thoughtful.

He folded his arms, tapping a finger against his chin.

"Without an external enemy like Honkai, humanity may fall into its own cycle of technological stagnation."

Wars.

Divisions.

Humanity's ideologies will never be fully united.

Internal strife is inevitable."

"But these things… have little to do with us."

"That’s true."

Hua thought for a moment, then nodded.

Over five thousand years, she had witnessed countless empires rise and fall.

Seen humans turn against their own kind, time and time again.

Without an external threat, such conflicts would only grow more frequent.

And yet…

For some reason, she found the conversation had drifted in an unexpected direction.

Zhongli paused, then rather awkwardly steered the discussion elsewhere.

"Fu Hua, I have something to ask you."

"Go ahead."

She gestured for him to continue.

"If I know the answer, I’ll tell you honestly."

"Hua…"

Zhongli met her gaze.

"Have you ever been to Teyvat?"

"Of course I have."

Hua replied without hesitation.

"You invited me, remember?"

"No."

Zhongli immediately clarified.

"Not that time."

"I mean before that."

"Before you were placed into cryogenic sleep—"

"Before you awakened."

"Did you go to Teyvat?"

Memories were often vague, but this time—

Hua had a clear answer.

She raised a hand, tapping lightly on her [Multiversal Chatroom] interface.

She adjusted its display, making it visible to Zhongli.

At the top of the interface, a striking system notification appeared.

[Current user requires 79,000 points to fully restore body damage. Available points: 32,450.]

"The memories from that period…"

Hua confirmed her suspicions.

"They must be part of this damage."

"Once I’ve gathered enough points, I’ll try to restore them."

Her response wasn’t quite the answer Zhongli had hoped for.

But neither was it the worst possible outcome.

An uncertain truth—yet still acceptable.

Zhongli nodded slightly.

"In that case, I’ll be looking forward to your restored memories."

And with that, their conversation shifted into reminiscing.

The past.

Their first meeting.

The Fire Moth years.

Until at last—Hua asked:

"And what about Carol?

After I lost contact with her, what happened?"

"She died from childbirth complications."

Zhongli spoke the harsh truth.

"After returning home, she built a perfect family and lived a happy life."

"But during childbirth, due to a series of complications, she suffered massive bleeding."

"The doctors failed to save her, and she passed away."

Zhongli shook his head.

"By the time I found out, she was already gone."

"...I see."

Hua fell silent.

In recalling the past, she suddenly realized—

In the end, Honkai had still destroyed the life she was meant to have.

It had forced her down the path of becoming the Immortal Phoenix.

Along the way, too many had sacrificed themselves—

Captain Himeko, the members of the Fifth Squad…

Too many names.

"I'm sorry."

Zhongli suddenly spoke.

"...What?" Hua hadn't expected the apology.

"For failing to save the people you cherished."

Zhongli’s voice was serious.

"In the history I have rewritten, the Honkai you faced was not the so-called ‘Honkai God’ that had stolen Honkai’s power."

"It was the true will of Honkai itself."

"The real will of Honkai adjusts its forces based on the level of civilization."

"If I were to intervene with my full strength, and it perceived my presence—"

"It could dispatch Honkai beasts on a galactic or even intergalactic scale."

"I can defeat them."

"But the collateral damage—would destroy most of the solar system."

"If that happened, my attempt to save this world would become meaningless."

"No matter how many times I reversed the timeline—"

"As long as I intervened directly, the result would always be the same."

"...No, Dr. Zhongli."

Hua gently waved a hand, signaling him to stop.

"I never blamed you.

"I was simply… reminiscing."

"...I see."

Zhongli paused mid-step.

Then, he turned back to face Fu Hua, meeting her gaze.

His lips curled into a faint smile.

"Then, Immortal Phoenix—

Would you say this multiversal chatroom mission is now complete?"

"Of course, Dr. Zhongli."

Fu Hua smiled.

The sky-blue eyes—so identical to Qingyun's—were filled with warmth.

"You completed it perfectly."

"In that case—"

"I won’t linger in this world much longer."

Zhongli nodded slightly.

"The journey through time has given me a great deal to reflect on."

"It’s time for me to leave."

"Mm."

Fu Hua smiled.

"Travel safely, Dr. Zhongli."

"Next time, I’ll be the one visiting Teyvat."

She lifted her hand, waving at him as his body gradually faded.

"The view from the peak of Mt. Tianheng—

"I never tire of it."

Zhongli's eyes suddenly widened.

---

Beyond the World, Upon the River of Time

The seven-crowned dragon lifted its mighty form.

It extended a claw, reaching toward the vast streams of Honkai’s history—

And with a mere flick, stirred one of its currents.

---

Within the World

A young girl opened her eyes.

Her name was Kiana Kaslana—

The eldest daughter of the Kaslana family.

Her father was Siegfried Kaslana,

Her mother was Cecilia Schariac.

And yet, in the depths of her mind…

She remembered something impossible.

A memory of killing her own father—

Of awakening as the Herrscher of Finality—

Of destroying the entire world.

"Kiana, why are you spacing out again?"

A familiar voice snapped her back to reality.

The speaker was a girl who looked exactly like her.

A girl who was also named Kiana Kaslana.

This girl was K-423, a clone created by Otto Apocalypse using her parents' genes.

Originally, Otto had planned to mold K-423 into a perfect Honkai-resistant vessel.

But when K-423 developed her own will,

Cecilia refused to let Otto continue the experiment—

Instead, she took the girl in as her second daughter.

Now, they lived as family.

Identical in appearance.

Yet completely different in personality and intellect.

"Nana, are you trying to call yourself my older sister again?"

Kiana (the eldest) narrowed her eyes, crossing her arms.

Her mind still lingered on those strange memories, but they were gradually fading—

Like a dream slipping through her fingers.

Technically, both of them were named Kiana,

But they had long since established their own ways of addressing each other.

She was usually called "Kiana."

And K-423 went by "Nana."

"Still, since you’re my blood relative…"

Kiana sighed, glancing at her ‘twin.’

"Even with your pea-brained intelligence,"

"Maybe you can help me figure something out."

Nana’s eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"Oh? Spill it. What’s up?"

And so—

Kiana told her other self about the dream she had just experienced.

Nana listened intently, rubbing her chin as if deep in thought.

"Y'know…"

"Dad told me something interesting before."

"When they saved me from the Herrscher of Finality, they saw her memories."

"Apparently, in a parallel world, you accidentally killed Dad during a Honkai experiment."

"And because of that…"

"You became the Herrscher of Finality and tried to destroy the world."

"Hmph! I would never be that foolish."

Kiana scoffed.

Still—

Somewhere deep within her mind, she couldn't shake the feeling that the memory was real.

Yet unlike what Nana described—

In her version of events,

She had saved her father.

She had defeated Honkai.

Even after becoming the Herrscher of Finality,

She had retained her own consciousness—

And had used Honkai’s power to protect the world.

Yes.

That was the path she had chosen.

That was the only correct choice.

Because she was—

Kiana Kaslana.

A genius with an IQ of 300.

The proud eldest daughter of the Kaslana family.

And nothing in any world—

Would ever change that.

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T/N: AHHHHHHHH QINGYUN FFFU HUA AWHRUGAFHASFHA AND THE ENDING AUOFHAI HAS anyway fuck you guys volume 4 has just ended we will take a short break before going into the next volume...

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