Sister Rescue Plan

【Ding】

The system notification sounded, and the lottery page was still the familiar colorful display, with the drawn prizes lined up in order:

Stamina potion

Broken blade

Anchor of Time

Mami Tomoe's Little Leather Shoes X2

Black Tea X3

Laoshan White Flower Snake Grass Water

Identity card

Why is there black tea again?

Izayoi Mirai raised an eyebrow, her gaze automatically sweeping over some unpleasant things before settling on the last item. "Great, I got it."

He was satisfied and put Medea back into his personal space:

"Initiate mission world teleportation, using identity card."

"Ding! Command confirmed, initiating teleportation."

"Identity card has been used. Inserting identity card."

"Identity insertion complete."

The scenery before Mirai Yushou's eyes changed in a flash, and she appeared in front of a hotel, carrying a bag in her hand. Mirai Yushou looked at it and saw that it contained a suit.

Although I don't know what happened, we have to go in, right?

He casually brushed off non-existent dust from his clothes and walked in amidst the sweet voices of the welcoming ladies.

The hotel interior was resplendent in gold, with neatly dressed waiters standing in a row, ready to obey his every command.

Izayoi Mirai stepped forward: "Excuse me, where is the restroom?"

"I'll take you there."

A handsome waiter led Izayoi Mirai to a marked spot and said with a smile, "It's inside."

Then he waited there.

As Yoyo Mirai entered the bathroom, her expression instantly turned grim.

He lay face down on the sink, coughing violently and spitting out specks of blood.

He looked up at himself in the mirror. His handsome face was beginning to look haggard. His once supple skin was pale and dry, and powder would fall off at the slightest touch.

Not only his face, but also his hands, his feet, and the blood inside his body were withering away; a violent transformation was taking place within him.

The reason for all of this is simply his breathing technique, which is already ingrained in his body's instincts.

When he absorbed the first wisp of magic belonging to this world, it was like countless fine needles piercing his veins, or like being thrown into a raging fire, his whole body bathed in a sharp burning sensation.

The magic of this world is poisonous.

Izayoi Mirai made a judgment.

He shut down the magic interaction between the lucky charm and the outside world to prevent the spell from being destroyed. From then on, the lucky charm could no longer draw magic from the outside world to heal him. He used his own healing spell to heal his injuries. At the same time, the purifying fire burned away the external magic, and another kind of pure magic was refined out, which was completely harmless to Youxiao Mirai.

Yushou Mirai breathed a sigh of relief, relieved that he could replenish his magic power. What he didn't notice was that a wisp of barely perceptible black energy merged into his purifying fire, or more precisely, into the half of the bright red flame. The boundary between the two flames seemed to become clearer.

He tried to absorb the magic in the atmosphere little by little, coughing up blood that covered the sink. He rinsed it again and again, but the results were encouraging. His body gradually developed resistance to the magic and was no longer on the verge of collapse as it had at the beginning.

At least, there was much less blood coughed up.

He tried to increase the amount of magic to speed up the process, and instantly, as if noticed by something, a fierce will exploded in his mind, roaring:

"Suppress civilization!"

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Chapter Two: Let's begin our date!

A powerful will, like thunder, rolled through Izayoi Mirai's mind, determined to imprint its will deeply into his heart.

Yoruichi bound his hands inside, his two index fingers raised like flags, forming the Immovable Fundamental Mudra, and whispered:

Those who hear my name will abandon evil and cultivate goodness!

The wrathful deity on his chest and back radiates great light, blocking out external will.

As an incarnation of Vairocana Buddha, the word "immovable" signifies an unwavering and steadfast mind, subduing external evils and eliminating internal afflictions.

Although this is only borrowing the divine power of the King of Light rather than the King of Light himself, it is only a negligible part of the entire Honkai will that affects the future of Youxiao. His will is spread throughout the entire planet, and even his own creations can resist his will, yet he is helpless against it.

Yosuke rinsed his mouth and washed the sink. He harbored malice towards civilization, and magic could corrode the body. He could roughly guess which world this was.

He changed into the suit jacket from the bag, took out a cell phone from his pocket. It had no password, and the first app that caught his eye was Facebook.

Open Facebook, the latest post is:

I'm so excited to go on a date with Himeko-senpai!

Below are many blessings, some of which include the word "professor" in their names.

Izayoi Mirai's expression shifted, and she opened her contacts, finding Himeko Murata's name as expected.

Bang bang bang! Youxiao Mirai put her phone in her pocket. The identity card is really useful. It can connect you with the characters in the story so quickly.

The voice of the system sounded in my mind:

"Unfolding the ID card information, you, a recent graduate of the Philosophy Department of Caltech, fell in love at first sight with Himeko in the alumni yearbook. With the help of many alumni and even professors, you learned her preferences and followed her to Japan. Today is your first date with her, and you are so excited that you spent most of your savings to book the best hotel in Changkong City."

"Oh no, another poor start? It won't be easy to make money this time."

Yushou Mirai was somewhat troubled. He dared not release Medea in this world filled with Honkai energy. Moreover, the technological level of this world was hard to estimate. Although Schicksal and Anti-Entropy were both black technologies obtained through archaeology, who knew if even a tiny bit of them had leaked out?

Robbing a bank was no longer an option. He touched his face, looked at his handsome reflection in the mirror, and fell into deep thought:

Himeko shouldn't be short of money, right?

Wait, Izayoi Mirai glanced at her identity information again, her gaze settling on the last half of the sentence:

Changkong City?!

He walked out of the restroom, where the waiter was still waiting. When he saw Izayoi Mirai come out, he asked in a low voice, "Sir, are you feeling unwell? Should we contact the hospital?"

"It's nothing, just an old problem."

Izayoi Mirai covered up her cough and patted the waiter on the shoulder: "Any plans to travel recently?"

"No way, hotels don't have many days off."

Yuuyo Mirai lowered her voice: "I personally suggest you go on a trip, preferably with your family and friends. Changkong City has been quite unsettled lately."

The waiter smiled. In modern society, there aren't that many unsettling things, but he saw a faint red glow appear in Yushou Mirai's calm eyes, and his consciousness began to blur.

"Recently, many people have entered Changkong City carrying the virus, which is highly contagious. Take your family and friends out for a trip."

"I see."

The waiter's bewildered eyes returned to normal. He bowed to Yoyo Mirai and quickly walked out, ignoring the head waiter's repeated calls.

Izayoi Mirai said to the supervisor, "I asked him to buy something for me."

He looked around the hotel, feeling somewhat helpless. He wasn't sure whether the Honkai would arrive today or in a few days, so he dared not use magic on a large scale. If Otto or Cocolia noticed, he would be in danger.

Therefore, he will not take action again. However, the thought that he might be able to save these people but can only stand by and watch makes Yoyo Mirai feel a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong, Little Future? Did you not enjoy your date with me?"

As Yuuyo turned around, a beautifully dressed woman approached, carrying a glass of red wine. Her short, bright red hair burned like fire, and her golden eyes shone brightly. She exuded a chilling aura, like a Valkyrie who had just stepped off a battlefield. If she were to be compared to a flower, she would be a fiery red rose, blooming intensely, its breathtaking red color concealing sharp thorns.

She crossed her arms, making them appear even fuller, and looked at Yushou Mirai: "I didn't expect him to be even more handsome in person than in the photos."

"Himeko-senpai is even more heroic than I imagined, like a Valkyrie descended to earth."

"A Valkyrie? I like that description."

Himeko took a sip of her drink and, seeing the lingering worry in Izayoi Mirai's eyes, said, "Is something bothering you? You can tell me, sister."

"There's nothing to say. All the troubles in this world are caused by the inadequacy of the person involved."

Izayoi Mirai picked up a glass of wine from the table and drank it all in one gulp. "It's just that I'm not capable enough."

Yes, if he had the power to defy fate and reverse entropy, or could directly stop the Honkai, he wouldn't need to worry so much. In the end, it's just that his strength is too weak.

Unfounded worries are meaningless. Just like final exams, you can't finish reviewing all the materials, so it's good to let go of the worries.

Himeko looked at Izayoi Mirai, whose gloom had suddenly vanished, and raised an eyebrow in surprise: "Are all you philosophy students this carefree?"

Yusei Mirai jokingly said, "Those who go to extremes all commit suicide, so their genes are not passed down."

"Shouldn't you value the inheritance of your spirit?"

Izayoi Mirai solemnly declared, "Matter determines consciousness, and I am a staunch supporter of dialectical materialism."

Ma Zhe was clearly more to Himeko's liking, as a science student. As a PhD from Caltech, she was not only responsible for combat, but also engaged in Honkai energy research in Schicksal, holding multiple patents and participating in the development of the Nexus system. She was practically a scientist and had no interest in those mystical things.

The two chatted happily for a while. Fortunately, Himeko didn't know much about Marxist philosophy, while Izayoi Mirai had some knowledge left over from her previous life. In addition, she was good at talking nonsense, and her seemingly plausible theories evaded Himeko's questions, so she quickly changed the subject.

He finally understood why the system had assigned him a philosophy major; if he dared to do anything related to science, Himeko would have exposed him in no time.

Just when Youxiao Mirai felt that her meal ticket was secure, a violent energy erupted from a corner and quickly swept across the entire Changkong City.

The substantial Honkai energy even corroded many buildings, leaving ruins everywhere, as if they had been through an explosion. Most people in the area were reduced to ashes in the dense Honkai energy. A small number of women survived the first round and were controlled by the Honkai consciousness, becoming the vanguard of destroying civilization.

In 2014, the collapse of Changkong City occurred, and the once prosperous city was instantly turned into a ghost town.