Honkai Impact 3rd: My Days as a Captain in Schicksal

Although Theresa didn't explicitly say these things, with her sharp mind, a little analysis would lead to this conclusion.

Keng Huo remained silent.

The silence was long.

As Theresa's gaze slowly shifted from expectation to unease, then from unease to disappointment, and finally from disappointment to apology.

Keng Huo sighed: "Planning these things will take some time, and I need you to tell me the current strength and resources of St. Freya Academy, otherwise I won't be able to properly plan what you're talking about."

“I’m sorry, if… eh?” Theresa’s expression suddenly became quite interesting.

"What the hell?" Keng Huo rolled his eyes. "Suddenly I realized that I have so much work to do, and my boss is an idiot who does nothing. If it weren't for the fact that teachers at St. Freya Academy don't have pensions, I would apply for retirement right now, believe it or not."

"Wow, you agreed!" Theresa jumped around excitedly, seemingly not hearing what Keng Huo was about to say. "What you know is all there is to St. Freya Academy. Come find me tomorrow morning and tell me your plan. Also, don't let Kiana and the others know about this, okay? I have to uphold the dignity of my school principal. And you don't need to attend your battleship command class tonight. Focus on your plan tonight, I have faith in you! Oh, and I'll give you a 100 yuan raise, so work hard!!"

A large vein bulged on Keng Huo's forehead: "Wait! What's with this shirking responsibility attitude?! And how could I possibly hand over the plan tomorrow?! Do you think this is something you can just pick up off the street?! If you're going to be so casual about something this important, why don't you just go to Taobao and have someone write it for you?! And for such an important task, you only gave me a hundred yuan raise? Doesn't your conscience hurt?!"

"I don't care, I don't care, I don't care! I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen! Anyway, you're going to plan this for me tomorrow, lalalalala!" Theresa ran off, leaving Keng Huo behind, only Keng Huo gradually turning pale in the wind.

"What the hell! I feel like I've been tricked in a planned and premeditated way! This isn't the script, director!" Keng Huo's angry roar echoed throughout the central square.

Chapter Thirty: St. Freya Academy Festival?

"Aaaaaah! How could I possibly find solutions to so many problems in just one night?!" Keng Huo slammed his fist on the table, sending a pile of scraps of paper scattering across the floor. "Theresa, do you think I'm a planning god?!"

However, the person being muttered to by Keng Huo couldn't hear it; Keng Huo was the only one in the entire dormitory who was going crazy.

"Knock knock knock." The sudden knocking interrupted Keng Huo's thoughts, but it also calmed him down a bit.

"Keng Huo? If no one's here, I'll come in." Kiana's carefree voice came from the entrance.

“There’s someone here, you can leave.” Keng Huo retorted instinctively.

"Hmph, I'll come in even if there are people here!" Kiana's footsteps approached quickly. "What are you doing in the house? Who are you sneaking around with?"

"It's just me," Keng Huo replied listlessly.

Kiana looked at her with disbelief: "Didn't you just say there were people there?"

"You can't see me, a grown man?!" Keng Huo's eyes widened. "Or has your central nervous system finally given up on you due to the burden on your intelligence?"

"Go to hell!" Kiana kicked Keng Huo lightly, completely ignoring his gaze, and began rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

Keng Huo watched in disbelief as Kiana opened the wardrobe, lifted the lid under the bed, poked her head into the bathroom, and finally tapped around on the floor searching for a hidden compartment. A vein bulged on his forehead: "Hey! What's with this spy-hunting look?! Do you think you're the Imperial Secret Service agent Ling Lingqi?!"

"Hmph!" Kiana opened Keng Huo's refrigerator, carefully looked it over from top to bottom, then tossed her head, tossed her braid behind her, and rolled her eyes at Keng Huo. "Why is there really no one here?"

"What would you do if someone were here?" Keng Huo rolled his eyes. "You actually hope to find someone here?"

"Of course I'll kick you, you pervert, seventy yards away!" Kiana unceremoniously took out a meat bun from the refrigerator, which she had saved for a late-night snack, and began to chew it heartily.

"What are you doing! Those are meat buns I was saving for a midnight snack!" Keng Huo immediately became anxious. Although he had just finished eating, Keng Huo, who was destined to stay up all night, valued the last food in the refrigerator very much.

"What's wrong? I'm just hungry again!" Kiana quickly finished the meat bun in a few bites and smiled triumphantly at Keng Huo. "But this meat bun tastes pretty good, so I'll forgive you for not eating properly at the celebration banquet!"

"What do you mean I didn't eat properly at the celebration banquet?!" Keng Huo jumped three feet high. "I always eat with utmost seriousness and devotion! You owe me back my steamed buns!"

"Tch." Kiana tossed her head angrily. "It's just a steamed bun, why are you being so aggressive towards a girl? Humph."

"Now you remember you're a girl?" Keng Huo rolled his eyes dramatically. "Why didn't you remember when you were doing the Malgos Grand Cross?"

"Tsk, you stingy guy," Kiana turned her face slightly and glanced at Keng Huo sideways, "I'll just give you one."

"Here, this is a super-sized meat bun specially made for you by me, and it's even a rare braised beef flavor! Just accept it with gratitude, but don't thank me too much, or I'll feel embarrassed," Kiana said haughtily, throwing a plastic bag in front of Keng Huo and smashing another crumpled piece of toilet paper. "By the way, I didn't make it especially for you! I just realized I was full after I finished making it, so I saved it for you!"

Keng Huo stared in disbelief at the steamed bun, which was as big as half a football.

The size of the bun is not surprising. You know, back in the day, a famous chef named Liu made a giant bun that could feed fifty people. Although this bun is a bit big, it is not enough to surprise Keng Huo like this.

But this steamed bun is really ugly.

Keng Huo doubted whether the bun was made by Kiana or was an alien creature in disguise. Its surface was pitted and uneven, and it couldn't even be called a bun because it was neither square nor round. Keng Huo could see that there was still uncooked flour in an air bubble on the bun skin, and he could smell a faint, almost imperceptible burnt smell in the air.

"Hey! What kind of demon are you! Show yourself at once!" Keng Huo jumped back, made a sword incantation with one hand, and pointed at the bun-shaped figure in the distance, "Watch me take you down!"

"Are you crazy?!" Kiana was furious and grabbed a wad of toilet paper, crumpled it up, and threw it at Keng Huo's head.

"Is this really a steamed bun?" Keng Huo asked with great skepticism. "If you told me it was a facehugger mold that the film crew lost, I might believe you a little."

"You! Eat my Malgos Grand Cross Lock!"

After a long while, Keng Huo finally slammed his fist on the floor in defeat, marking his 321st loss in his Mortal Kombat match against Kiana.

A total of 321 matches.

"Ouch... my biceps... ouch... my waist... ouch... my long legs..." Keng Huo lay on the ground groaning, looking like he was about to pass away.

Kiana rolled her eyes, grabbed a crumpled piece of paper, glanced at it, and said, "What are you writing here?"

"Invite a research team to the site to investigate this collapse tidal phenomenon, then drug them, knock them unconscious, put them in sacks, lock them in the basement, and force them to do research?"

Kiana looked up in shock, her face filled with disbelief, and said to Keng Huo:

"Keng Huo...you...you..."

"Are you writing a novel?"

“Um…yes…yes…I’m writing a novel…” Keng Huo crumbled at a visible speed. “Ha…ha…right, this kind of thing can only be feasible in a novel at a glance…”

"What's this?" Kiana seemed intrigued and picked up another piece of scrap paper to look at it. "Hold onto Otto's leg and shout 'Dad' three times, while using psychological suggestion to make Otto think he's my dad, and then naturally ask for pocket money?"

"Pakiana, Mei, and Bronya debut as idols to attract investment and students to the academy?"

"Threatening that if the Destiny Headquarters doesn't provide supplies and researchers, they'll send people to the Destiny Headquarters every day to bomb their septic tanks??"

"What is this? It's so boring." Kiana tossed the scrap paper in her hand aside. "What are you doing all night, doing this kind of thing?"

Keng Huo's face had long since turned ashen, and he muttered to himself listlessly, "That's right... how could something like this possibly be realized... even if it were realized, how could we possibly get the money... even if we got the money, how could we possibly buy the technology we wanted... and even if we bought the technology we wanted, how could we possibly turn it into a physical product..."

"What are you muttering to yourself about?" Kiana immediately lost interest. "You've been a teacher for a year now, why are you still acting so strangely..."

Suddenly, a fleeting inspiration seemed to flash through Keng Huo's mind.

Keng Huo suddenly turned around and stared at Kiana, his eyes seemingly about to explode with fire: "What did you just say?"

Kiana was startled by Keng Huo's reaction, and after a beat, she pouted and replied with some dissatisfaction, "You've been a teacher for a year and you're still acting all mysterious. What's wrong? You still won't admit it?"

"One year! Yes! One year!" Keng Huo exclaimed excitedly, grabbing Kiana's shoulders and shaking her vigorously. "That's right! One year! That's fantastic!"

"Are you crazy?!" Kiana looked at Keng Huo with the eyes of someone looking at a lunatic. "What are you doing! Let go!"

Overjoyed, Keng Huo didn't hear Kiana's words. Instead, he excitedly started rambling on and on: "Kiana, you're a genius! Come here, give me a kiss!"

"Get out!" Kiana, unable to bear it any longer, suddenly delivered a knee strike, side kick, and roundhouse kick, sending Keng Huo flying from the bedroom all the way to the living room. "Are you crazy?!"

After saying that, Kiana ran out without looking back.

Keng Huo didn't care about Kiana's performance. Instead, his eyes flashed with an indescribable glint: "Yes! That's right! These problems can't be solved in one night... but many nights will do! I'm going to hold a grand school festival! A school festival that will attract everyone's attention and make them forget everything else!"

"Give me a week! Just one week! I refuse to believe that this genius can't come up with a plan that can turn the tide!"

Keng Huo suddenly pounced on the desk, sweeping away all the scraps of paper on it, and then piling up a new sheet of draft paper, his eyes gleaming with the light of a writer in a burst of inspiration.

"School Festival! It will last for three days!" Keng Huo drew a table on the paper.

"Give the students four days to prepare! That makes a total of seven days, which should be enough time!" After a little thought, Keng Huo finalized the general plan for the school festival.

"There need to be competitions to get students fully engaged in preparing for them!"

"There should be prizes to attract students!"

"There needs to be performance! Let students who like to perform have a stage to shine! This will also maximize the reach of the event and reduce the number of students who are not attracted!"

"Invite them!" Keng Huo hesitated for a moment, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes. All the current students at St. Freya Academy were orphans who had lost their families in the Honkai outbreak; inviting their parents was definitely unrealistic…

"But we can invite outsiders to visit! Expand the academy's influence in the secular world! Set the stage for this year's enrollment!" Keng Huo wrote down his thoughts one after another, gradually forming a smooth logical chain.

"In that case, we might have the opportunity to recruit from ordinary people for the next enrollment, which would be easier than us actively searching for suitable candidates! Although the recruitment method is still uncertain and we certainly can't recruit like ordinary schools, there's always a way! As long as the secular world can accept the superficial existence of St. Freya Academy, we can figure out the recruitment method later!"

Keng Huo felt his thoughts surging like the Yellow River, unstoppable. He didn't even have time to write down each idea in detail before he had to start writing down the next one to avoid forgetting it.

Before he knew it, Keng Huo had written until the wee hours of the morning. As he gradually calmed down, he began to feel hungry. His gaze involuntarily drifted to the super-sized meat bun that Kiana had left behind, which was said to taste like braised beef.

Keng Huo shook his head, thinking that having something to eat was better than starving to death, and put the meat buns into the steamer to heat them up.

Once the meat buns were slightly warm, Keng Huo couldn't even wait to turn off the steamer before grabbing the buns and wolfing them down.

As soon as he took a bite, Keng Huo immediately sensed something was wrong.

It's not a problem if the dumpling skin is undercooked; flour won't make you sick anyway.

The buns are too big, but that's not a problem, anyway, Keng Huo is so hungry he could eat a whole cow right now.

But when you bite into this bun, it's not only tender and juicy with plenty of soup, but it also has a very authentic braised beef flavor, which makes it quite intriguing.

What's even more intriguing is the texture of this bun.

Keng Huo chewed the bun a couple of times, his expression growing increasingly strange. He desperately wanted to look down at the inside of the bun, but he was also hesitant.

Finally, unable to suppress his deep-seated thirst for knowledge, he trembled as he looked down at the bun in his hand that had been bitten into.

Amidst the oddly shaped bun skin, a jumble of lines eagerly peek out, as if a chaotic dance of demons.

"It really does taste like authentic braised beef..." Keng Huo muttered to himself in a daze, "Damn, could there be a more authentic braised beef bun than this..."

Inside the bun, a jumble of cooked instant noodles filled the interior, emitting a smell that Keng Huo found very familiar.

"What the hell is this?! Steamed buns made with braised beef flavored instant noodles?!"

"I've tricked countless people in my life! Why do I always end up being tricked by that white-haired guy?!"

Chapter Thirty-One: Let's get started with a lively and bustling event!

The next morning, when Keng Huo, sporting panda eyes, handed the proposal to Theresa, the excitement and satisfaction on Theresa's face were palpable even though her face was hidden by her desk.

"Excellent! No wonder you're the one I chose!" Theresa jumped onto the desk and patted Keng Huo's shoulder hard. "You're exactly what I thought!"

Keng Huo stared at Theresa with his clear black and white eyes, not blinking, as if he wanted to shoot out a Honkai death beam from his eyes.

Theresa, with her incredibly thick skin, ignored Keng Huo's gaze, lightly leaped off the desk, waving the project proposal in her hand: "Wow, I've wanted to hold a festival for ages! Takoyaki! Grilled squid! Goldfish fishing, here I come!!"