I am a hero of the former civilization.

......

Some people won't be able to sleep tonight.

Ryan returned to his room, his smile still lingering. Though he was a bit dull, he could be quite funny at times.

She immediately questioned her existence, and without even taking a shower, she collapsed onto the bed, then kept flipping through the gacha pool, completely ignoring Ryan.

'Heh, you're a double-edged sword, both unlucky and lucky.' Ryan turned on his computer, entered his password, and chuckled. Hua was unlucky most of the time, but became lucky in crucial moments.

She has participated in several missions with casualties exceeding 80%, and her teammates have changed several times. At most, she has only suffered minor injuries, which shows how lucky she is.

I'm a bit the opposite; I'm usually very lucky, but when things get really tough, I'm incredibly unlucky, and I have to fight my way through it all.

After a moment of distraction, he came to his senses, first sending a message to Mei, and then, while waiting for a response, he opened the word processing software, entered the password three times in a row, and finally opened the text.

Phew, where should I write next? I've been giving up lately, not really pushing the main plot forward, just getting into raunchy stuff all the time. The next chapter has to be about the main plot no matter what.

Ryan took a sip of tea, looked up at the ceiling. As someone who didn't have an outline, he basically wrote by inspiration, which is commonly known as deciding the plot on a whim. After thinking for a moment, his crazy typing speed left afterimages.

At a speed of 5,000 km/h, this part-time job wasn't hard for Ryan, who was a super tentacle monster. In fact, it allowed him to relax while thinking about the plot.

I could still hear someone tossing and turning in the next room. The clock was ticking toward twelve when it finally stopped.

"Done, 8,000 words, hmm, not bad." Ryan got up and stretched his shoulders, then picked up his phone and glanced at it, noticing that Mei hadn't replied yet, probably because she was busy.

How boring, let's check the backend.

He clicked into the author channel and glanced at the subscription data. Because most writers were physically abandoning their projects, subscriptions were increasing rather than decreasing. But wait until Ryan analyzed the subscription data carefully—

boom!

He slammed his fist on the table and stood up: "These bastards are going too far!"

Hua pushed open the door and, sure enough, Ryan wasn't asleep. He saw Ryan standing there with his hands on his hips, looking furious, and Hua was filled with confusion.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing much, just some unpleasant things happened."

"Want me to help?"

"No need for that, go to sleep." Ryan didn't dare let her help him. If Hua saw what he had written a few days ago, his image would collapse. So he quickly went over.

"It's really nothing, listen to me, go to sleep."

As a fusion warrior, Hua had already seen the strange webpage, and could only mutter to himself as he was pushed out the door.

"Just tell me what's wrong. I can go a day or two without sleep."

"It's really nothing, it's really nothing." Ryan kept working, thinking to himself, "What can you do to help? Maybe we can help with pornography review?"

thump.

After the door closed, Ryan leaned against it, gritted his teeth, and the reason for his anger was simple.

The main storyline he painstakingly crafted went unread, while the erotic chapters garnered a high subscription rate, which frustrated him greatly. His initial motivation for writing was to find like-minded individuals, but instead of finding them, he encountered a bunch of erotic ghosts.

If you want to go to the moderator, why are you coming here? You want to find erotic content on legitimate websites, and then look for serious content on erotic websites, huh?

He sighed, plopped back into his chair, propped his head up to read the comments, and grew angrier the more he read.

[I want some erotic content, I want to see Asuka and Zero erotically together!]

[Author, could you make it the Mecha Grass Apostle? Or the other way around?]

Brother, you're definitely stronger.

Humans cannot, or at least should not.

......

How come that radiant beauty is still alive? She leaves comments on every chapter, and her way of speaking is a bit like Alicia's. And there's also the coincidence of Changkong City.

No, if it really were her, Alicia would have lost control long ago. With her big mouth, she would have made the entire Moth of Fire come and watch my masterpiece.

Ryan breathed a sigh of relief; this was his biggest secret, and Alicia couldn't resist teasing him about it long ago.

What a mess! Forget it, it's good that I can maintain my original image online. At least I can remember that there was once a person named Wang Kai.

A very ordinary name, an even more ordinary life: besides going to work, he plays video games, occasionally writes a couple of poorly written books, and masturbates when the mood strikes.

There are no stunningly beautiful girls around, and even if you finally find a girlfriend, you don't dare to get married because of housing issues. You don't need to bear any heroic reputation.

Originally, I found even raising a cat troublesome; it would grimace and grimace just to have its blood drawn.

As for Fu Hua sleeping next door, he can't even dream about her, or rather, the moment he sees her, he'll start practicing his crotch-covering kung fu.

It's really interesting, just like a nesting doll, where the origin is buried deep within the origin.

Ryan thought for a long time, laughing at himself. The strange memories created a sense of disconnect in his consciousness. He couldn't figure out the question of 'who am I' even after ten days and ten nights.

But it is precisely this sense of separation that brings an immense sense of accomplishment.

Ding.

The phone finally rang, bringing Ryan back from his interesting thoughts, or rather, back to the fascinating yet cruel reality.

I'll send the information about the Fourth Herrscher to your email right away.

Mei was concise and to the point, and quickly sent over the information, which at first glance seemed to have no suspicious points.

It was nothing more than detecting Honkai energy, which then rapidly expanded and eventually engulfed the entire fleet. But upon closer inspection, Ryan raised an eyebrow and kept zooming in on the map.

The source of the Honkai didn't initially appear above the fleet; rather, the fleet proactively headed towards it. This was procedurally acceptable, as the main task of that squadron was to clear out the islands, and naturally, it had to go and investigate upon discovering the source of the Honkai.

Mei, do you think there's a problem?

[There are some doubts, but they're not really problems. If the Herrscher didn't descend upon Rose, this is no different from the strange occurrence in the Ocean.]

May was rational and detached from emotion, but Ryan wasn't so cold; he stared at the map, lost in thought.

[There are two possibilities for the Herrscher's arrival. The first is that a suitable vessel is chosen beforehand and the Herrscher is injected precisely. The second is that a suitable vessel happens to be present when the Honkai source appears, provided that the overall Honkai concentration of the world can accommodate the Herrscher.]

[Like machines being connected to terminals?]

[Isn't that what Herrschers are all about? They're connected to imaginary energy by humans. That should be the core function of a Herrscher. As for the terminal, you already made a hypothesis about it last time.]

Everything has a cause, and the purpose of science is to find that cause. Mei remained silent for a long time, her mind racing with wild deductions.

Your hypothesis is interesting. If it's correct, what's the significance?

[We're not the only ones exploring the essence of Honkai; the Herrscher, this wondrous life form, always inspires much speculation.]

You remind me of Möbius; she used to be very interested in studying Herrschers.

[Mébius's goal has now changed, or rather, the Herrscher is unable to retain emotions, possessing a significant flaw.]

Ryan typed quietly. The pre-civilization and the post-civilization were different. At least the Herrschers in the post-civilization would not be repulsed.

He thought of that pseudo-law enforcer, and it seemed to be related.

[By having Vervier bring the things over, I think I've caught them red-handed.]

Ryan raised his head slightly. He had dealt with many so-called big shots and didn't believe for a second that these people would act because of 'faith'.

There must be some real personal interests involved.

Chapter 199 Ryan's Retirement Life

Ryan and May discussed for most of the night until the latter went to hold the monthly summary meeting, while he slept until noon, and when he opened his eyes, he still felt a little sleepy.

I've been getting lazier and lazier lately.

He sat up and scratched his messy hair. He used to be a workaholic, and it was normal for him to not sleep for several days in a row. But as the world became more and more chaotic, his life became easier.

"Yes, everyone has grown up, so I don't need to work myself to death and worry about everything."

With Mei at headquarters, Mebius and Vervière for research, and Kevin and others to share the burden in combat, there are plenty of people to consult with if anything goes wrong.

It's only natural to be idle.

I got up, washed up, and went to the living room in my pajamas. I found breakfast on the table with a note attached.

"Senior, I'm going to work now. You can heat up your breakfast and eat it. For lunch, there are leftovers in the fridge, so you can also go out to eat. I've noted down all the restaurants nearby that are above average."

“There’s money in the second drawer when you come in. I’ve said before that I would cover your expenses in Tokyo. Now that I’m working, it’s my turn to support you.”

Ryan smiled silently, unable to quite describe the feeling, but he felt a warm glow in his heart on this cold summer day.

I put breakfast in the microwave, then stood by the window staring blankly at the dense snowflakes, and couldn't help but yawn.

"Why does this feel like a real vacation? I feel completely listless."

Ding--

The microwave beeped, so he went over and took out steamed buns and soy milk. He wandered aimlessly around the room for a while before finally returning to the sofa, picking up the remote, and turning on the TV.

The above was Tokyo TV's morning news. Ryan didn't look at it closely, treating it as background noise during his meal. He only looked up when a certain news item came on.

"The Government Affairs Administration held its regular meeting this morning, where Director Takeuchi announced the plan for the second half of the year, focusing on improving material support, addressing unemployment, and apologizing for the Honkai Beast invasion incident."

Ryan looked up and saw a group of politicians bowing in unison amidst the flashing lights.

Red bean paste private Mather.

"It's a traditional skill," Ryan thought, wanting to laugh, while glancing at the politician in the center of the image.

He was about forty or fifty years old, with gray hair, a well-proportioned figure, a resolute face, and a pair of triangular eyes that looked sinister.

The concept of a pre-civilized nation is vague. After the Third Collapse, power was reorganized. The Moth of Fire branch was responsible for military affairs, and the Administrative Administration Bureau became government agencies at various levels according to the size of its jurisdiction. The two were mutually penetrating and mutually checking each other.

In other words, Takeuchi is somewhat like a prime minister, and his status is even higher than Edwin of the Far East branch, because he may be a member of the Fire Chaser Council.

"It's highly likely. This conglomerate controls the economic lifeline of Japan and can basically be considered its private territory. Ah, sometimes the Honkai Impact 3rd is really useful."

Honkai energy is omnipotent; it can be used to throw anything at people. You don't even need to assassinate political enemies; just detonate a Honkai energy warhead, and there's a chance it will summon Honkai Beasts. If the rescue forces are a little slow, you can just go and collect the corpses.

"Let May handle this kind of trouble. I'm not in the mood to deal with them." Ryan glanced around and saw that all the TV stations were reporting on the plan, then turned it off sullenly.

The room fell silent once again. Ryan glanced at the snow outside, quickly went through the things he needed to do in his mind, and then realized there was nothing to do.

With the Herrscher still not showing up, and him on vacation with no need to report to the Far East branch, he noticed footprints on the floor—footprints left by Carol yesterday without changing her shoes.

Since I'm just idling around anyway, I might as well clean up.

Ryan immediately stood up, his fighting spirit rekindled. He went to the bathroom, grabbed a mop, and mopped the entire floor of the house until it shone. Then he started cleaning from the kitchen.