Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

Snow muttered to himself, giving the young man beside him a strange look.

"Who goes to bed so soon after being resurrected..."

The young man also argued in a low voice.

...

"So, it was Mr. Joyce who helped me repair my body?"

"Yes."

"The Herrscher of Reason can repair the human body... I thought only the Black Abyss White Flower from the Schicksal family's Divine Key or the Herrscher of Death from the literature could do such a thing."

"Ah, as long as you understand the general shape, you can actually repair it—and in order to repair it even better, we even went to the current owner of the Black Abyss White Flower and borrowed it."

Joyce pulled out the massive, black-and-white lance that was temporarily stuck on the deck of the Hermes from behind her and showed it to the red-haired Valkyrie in front of her.

"...You've really thought of everything—anyway, thank you so much. With your help, this old auntie can keep bouncing around for a few more days."

"Well... you might be able to keep going until the end of the world this time."

Snow gave a salesman's smile.

Chapter 183 My Classmates Are All Hidden Talents

Snow, sensing what Himeko was thinking, gave an amused smile.

"Himeko, do you know about the Fusion Warriors, the super soldiers who fought against the Honkai in the last era?"

The blonde girl was the first to ask a question.

"Fusion Warrior...? I don't know much about it, after all, I'm not Schicksal's archaeologist or scientist—but I have heard you mention this term quite often."

"Your and Kiana's bloodline ancestors, Kevin Kaslana and Su, the benefactor of the Apocalypse family, both seem to be fusion warriors in your description, as does my other student, Fu Hua. She is too—by the way, where is Fu Hua? Theresa said that Fu Hua disappeared after covering their temporary evacuation."

Himeko seemed to remember something and began to care about another of her students.

"Class monitor... Himeko, you might not believe it... but she's on my mind right now..."

Kiana scratched her head and, under Himeko's strange expression, gave the answer.

"The Eighth Divine Key, Feather of Dust, creates illusions and traps people in illusions, but that's only one of its eternal functions. Its most important function is that it can carry the holder's memories and even self-awareness—"

"Due to her declining health, Fu Hua gradually lost ground in her battle against the Second Herrscher, even with her exquisite skills that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years and were ingrained in her instincts. Before her defeat, she stored a piece of her own consciousness in one of the few remaining Feathers of Flying Dust."

"And after her negotiations with Otto ended in a complete break... with the sound of a gunshot from an old friend, her last remaining consciousness also went nowhere and transferred to that feather."

"So Kiana was right, Fu Hua is right now in her mind..."

As Snow finished explaining, a phantom image of a girl with white hair and red highlights, resembling a Chinese immortal, appeared before everyone.

Fu Hua glared at Snow, who had turned away and whistled as if nothing had happened as soon as she appeared.

"Himeko-sensei—"

Fu Hua gave Himeko a very traditional Chinese-style cupped-hand salute.

"Fu Hua? What are you wearing?"

"Hmm... this outfit is from my ancient Divine Continent. Thanks to the help of that Herrscher of Memories who called himself Fokin... my current condition is indeed much better than before..."

The girl's illusory figure clenched her fist.

"Indeed... Squad leader, you almost imagined playing the Void Sword God in my head and giving that purple cat's eye snail a big shot..."

"A purple cat's eye snail...? Pfft—Kiana's imagination can be quite rich sometimes."

Fu Huano nodded seriously.

...

"I think I've figured it out... this year's students at St. Freya are all hidden talents."

Himeko sighed, feeling as if she were indeed an old woman out of touch with the times.

"Wait a minute, I'm not even 30 yet, what am I thinking?"

"Ahem...Could you two please stop interrupting for a moment...?"

Seeing that the group had finished their conversation, Snow stopped whistling and instead came over to look at Himeko Murata seriously.

"Hmm... Snow, I heard what you just said. You want Himeko-sensei to become a Fusion Warrior?"

"Thanks to those restored memories, Snow, I must remind you... even in the late stages of the previous civilization when fusion warrior technology was incredibly advanced, this kind of modification still carried a certain degree of danger, not to mention... where would we get the technology?"

Fu Hua reminded the people present of the dangers of the Fusion Warrior's Super Transformation Surgery.

“I didn’t mean that. Even if I were to become a Fusion Warrior, that choice doesn’t depend on me, nor on you, nor on Kiana or anyone else. I’m just relaying this other possibility, this choice, for someone else.”

"The real choice belongs to you, and only to you, Himeko Murata."

"To relay a message for someone?"

Fu Hua looked somewhat confused.

"Of course I'll pass on the message—according to Kiana and me, Himeko has to be forced into Schicksal's Veterans Home by us."

"Alright, I'm going to announce our decision now—those of you still causing trouble, shut up!"

The girl glared at Bella, who had already begun to subvert her superiors and was groping the doll Sirin, and at Wuni and the others who were stirring up trouble, before turning her head to look at the group in front of her again.

The blonde girl put on the Valkyrie armor, which Otto had given her as a birthday gift and which resembled the attire of a Destiny Bishop, and looked solemnly at her teacher from the Far East Branch.

"Himeko Murata, an A-rank Valkyrie of the Far East Branch of Destiny—we have seen and know all the contributions you have made to this civilization, to humanity, to Destiny, and to these Valkyries."

“Now, I, Snow Apocalypse, hereby promise you that Destiny’s doors will always be open to you in all its nursing homes around the world, and in the Invalides at headquarters—whenever you wish.”

"Furthermore, given your age and physical condition, all non-civil service positions you are assigned are hereby revoked effective immediately—"

"...Can I take this as a declaration that I am being forced to retire and enjoy my old age?"

"You can understand it that way, Lady Himeko."

"What if I submit another application for artificial stigmata transplantation?"

"If anyone dares to click 'approv' on this application, I'll kick them off the Sky Island where the Destiny headquarters is located, without even giving them a parachute."

The blonde girl stood beside the red-haired woman, speaking calmly and without expression, a statement that left no room for doubt.

"Forced retirement doesn't even give them a chance?"

"No, you know perfectly well what those artificial holy marks of destiny are—"

"Then, in whose name?"

“Naturally, in the name of Mandate of Heaven, in the name of the Bishop Family of Apocalypse—in the name of Snow Apocalypse, the spiritual leader of the Second Mandate of Heaven—I disagree.”

Snow's presence in front of the red-haired woman completely blocked her path to becoming a Valkyrie again, and Himeko understood that given the girl's status—if she didn't agree, no one in the world would accept her application.

Even going to those two doctors from Anti-Entropy wouldn't work—those two doctors have always been dissatisfied with artificial Stigmata technology, let alone want to operate it themselves.

Therefore, faced with the choice between letting her retire and continuing to fight, Himeko Murata decisively chose the latter—

"That retired teacher is now going to become a Fusion Warrior. See you at the Second Destiny Bishop!"

"...I knew it, you'd never be able to let go of your students, right?"

"Hmph, isn't that obvious? As a teacher, how can I be relegated to a lower position!"

Himeko Murata glared at the girl with annoyance.

"Oh... Mr. Su, no, Dr. Su—we're entrusting our teacher to you."

The blonde girl was calling out to an ancient ancestor from the previous era who had been hiding nearby for a long time.

————————————————————————————————————————————

Chapter 184 Seeing Through, Ascending Dragon, Super Solution, Severing Tail!

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Himeko Murata. I am one of the pioneers of the previous era. You can call me Su, and I'll just call me a doctor for now."

Before a gray-haired, squinty-eyed young man arrived, his voice preceded him. Upon hearing this strange yet familiar voice, Fu Hua looked behind her in disbelief—

She wore a dark green short-sleeved shirt, with a gray half-shawl resembling a Buddhist robe draped over her upper left side, and her long gray hair was tied into a ponytail and combed down her back.

“Su.…”

Fu Hua looked at her companions who were slowly walking towards them from behind with a complicated expression.

"Long time no see, Hua."

The young man walked up to the crowd and first greeted his old acquaintances.

"...Long time no see, Su."

Fu Hua responded to her companion from ten thousand years ago with a complicated expression.

[My companion, who has been missing for ten thousand years, suddenly comes back to life and starts attacking me.jpg]

"Oh, and Mr. Joyce, Kevin asked me to convey his thanks to you..."

"...gratitude?"

"He found it very satisfying that Lord Joyce punched Bishop Otto Apocalypse in the face..."

After glancing at Fu Hua, Su then turned his gaze back to Joyce.

"Oh, you don't need to thank me. I enjoyed playing it myself, and it even helped relieve some stress."

Joyce rubbed his hands together, recalling the scene from earlier—

...

Otto piloted his fighter jet and rammed it into Alahato's cockpit, where he and Joyce were locked in a fierce struggle. These two—one who had been killed by a Honkai Impact Explosion, and the other whose personal collection was about to be destroyed by the other—were sworn enemies, their hatred palpable. Without a word, the two men began to fight.

Neither of them were thugs or gangsters, and neither were experts at this kind of fistfight. Naturally, they were evenly matched at times. The two fought from the cockpit of Alahato all the way to the ground, and then from the ground to the office of the Bishop of Destiny.

In the midst of the stalemate, a turning point appeared. The two men, caught in the midst of their brawl, accidentally triggered some mechanism in the office, opening up a huge collection room hidden behind the office wall. Naturally, the two men in the chaos of the fight did not notice this room that had been inadvertently opened.

The two then naturally stormed into the vast and exquisitely decorated collection room amidst the chaos, and what followed was a scene worthy of being recorded in the annals of Destiny and Anti-Entropy—

While Joyce was fighting, he happened to look up and saw a life-size figure of a white-haired young girl. Of course, there were also a lot of smaller or chibi-style figures, as well as a large number of murals and posters—all of which were of this white-haired girl, and many of them looked to be limited editions.

At that moment, Joyce blurted out a sentence without thinking—