Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

Miss Raven had just gotten into the car and hadn't even had time to fasten her seatbelt when the impatient, ravenous glutton floored the accelerator—

"Wait a minute! Are you some kind of reincarnated starving ghost?!"

"That's Kaslana's house. What does that have to do with my Imotek family!"

"Then slow down a bit—! I haven't even buckled my seatbelt yet!!!"

Poor Ya Ya was thrown onto the sports car seat, her hands trembling as she struggled to reach for the seatbelt.

"Hilarious—why would I get pulled over by the traffic cops in Sky City if I just slowed down and stared? I don't even have a driver's license!!!"

"Damn it... is it too late for me to jump off the train now?!"

"This car is currently traveling at 420 km/s. If you think you're brave enough, then jump—anyway, World Snake won't pay you workers' compensation."

"Help me—!!!"

A scream ripped through the street, accompanied by the wailing sirens of police cars behind the black supercar—

"Shut up! Whether we eat at the police station or at home is now up to me!!!"

Chapter 221 You'll Have a Daughter Someday, Let Us Inform You in Advance

Thanks to Imotek's superb, or rather, wild, driving skills, the traffic police of Night City... oops, Sky City, chased after him relentlessly, only able to inhale the exhaust fumes left by the sports car. As for the two people involved, Imotek happily hummed a song, crossed his legs, and leaned back on the sofa, watching Rita, Erin, and the others busy in the kitchen, wisely choosing not to get involved.

However, the situation was not so good for Ms. Ciola Natasha, a passenger standing nearby.

"Hey... Little Island Bakuro, are you alright?"

Kiana, who was also refused entry to the kitchen, looked with some concern at Raven, who was sprawled on the sofa. The World Serpent mercenary in front of her seemed to have vanished into thin air at a speed of 420 km/h, leaving behind only a dazed and confused body.

“Aba aba...”

The only response the knight lady received was a simple, repeated onomatopoeic word.

"Imotek... what did you do to her?"

Knight Princess promptly shifted her gaze to the culprit, Miss Imotek, who was leisurely waiting to be fed.

"Me? I didn't do anything. It's just that this generation of underworld mercenaries doesn't have the mental fortitude to handle things well—"

"You're scared even sitting in a supercar going 420 km/h? Bronya would be shouting that it's exhilarating by now."

Imotek glanced disdainfully at the still-dazed Siola beside him, shook his head, and said, "Your generation of mercenaries is disgracing your predecessors, the Siberian Silver Wolves."

"...I think any normal person sitting in a supercar traveling at 420 km/h, or weaving through a busy street, would have the same reaction, especially with a bunch of traffic police chasing after them with sirens blaring."

"In short, it's all about the food—"

"As a mercenary, you can't even accept high-speed car chases... Valkyries can ride on supersonic aircraft like skateboards."

The culprit, still unrepentant, just shrugged.

"However, that was a theoretical course... Who would actually use a supersonic aircraft as a skateboard for no reason???"

Kiana stared at Imotek in front of her, looking choked up.

"Black Tiger Afu~"

Imotek naturally named a name.

"Class monitor..."

Kiana was clearly stunned. She remembered the black rune that she had seen in her dream, which was riding on missiles and chasing Bronya.

"...This, um... Imotek, even I wouldn't travel by stepping on a missile. That's too dangerous."

Hearing the two suddenly mention her head, Fu Hua couldn't sit still any longer and jumped out of the Feather Dust.

"Ah...it's out—we're not talking about you, we're talking about your daughter, that brat."

Imotek waved his hand dismissively, seemingly unconcerned, as if he hadn't noticed the impact his words had had on Afu.

“Daughter? My…? My friend, you can eat whatever you want, but you can’t say whatever you want—I haven’t even gotten married yet, so how could I have any children?”

Fu Hua had a stern face, an expression that said, "If you don't explain yourself clearly today, you're in for a beating and a long lecture."

"Who says you can only have a daughter after you get married? Wow!"

Before Imotek could finish speaking, a powerful fist slammed into the sofa.

"You scoundrel! Don't you dare tarnish my good name!"

Seeing Fu Hua's angry expression and apparent misunderstanding, Imotec, who had moved aside, glanced at Kiana, who was watching the drama unfold with great interest.

"Qibao—didn't you explain this to Fu Hua?"

Having replaced the sofa with a new one, Imotek, having changed his posture once more, directly shifted the pressure onto Kiana, who was watching the drama unfold.

"Uh... I don't think so..."

"Then tell me quickly!"

Concerned about her reputation and honor, even the usually composed Fu Hua couldn't sit still any longer. She glared at Kiana, waiting to see what kind of nonsense Kiana could come up with.

"It's that... Class monitor, you still remember your body, right? You mean that physical body."

"That body should be dead, devoid of consciousness. What happened?"

Fu Hua recalled for a moment, then her face darkened.

"Otto?"

"Uh...it's somewhat related to Otto..."

"Hmph! So what if he's using my body!"

The Fu Hua before them was surrounded by a tangible black aura, making one wonder if she was about to turn evil and become a Herrscher, surpassing humanity.

"Otto isn't really to blame this time... In a sense, he meant well but messed things up?"

“Otto and you, Class Monitor, aren’t you old friends? He knows the secret of your immortality, so he took your body back to the medical pod at Schicksal headquarters to heal you… Originally, he just wanted you to temporarily withdraw from the scene, and then, once the deed was done and he had you beat up, that would be the end of it.”

"Then what...."

Fu Hua had a bad feeling. That body was already devoid of consciousness, and the girl named Imotek claimed she would have a daughter someday... and a rather unruly one at that...

"Then, within that blank shell, the Honkai consciousness gave birth to a brand new consciousness... A new Herrscher, the Herrscher of Consciousness, was born."

"What--!!!"

"Kiana, we must set off immediately to return to Schicksal—the Herrscher of Knowledge caused humanity immense losses in the last era—we absolutely cannot allow her to be born!!!"

Kiana?!

Fu Hua stared at the unresponsive Knight Princess, her voice rising at least eight octaves, her anxiety evident in her words.

"We're not panicking... Fu Hua, why are you panicking—"

Imotek, lying lazily on the sofa, spoke up, completely disregarding the issue of the Herrscher of Knowledge.

"But--"

"Uh... Class monitor, there's a reason why I call her your daughter..."

Kiana interrupted Fu Hua's long speech.

"What's the reason?!"

"That stupid Honkai consciousness that was stuffed into your body... inherited all your memories of over 50,000 years... and transformed itself into Fu Hua on the spot... the kind that specifically opposes Honkai."

"this...."

Fu Hua was completely stunned—what kind of tricks hadn't she seen from the old immortal who had earned tens of thousands of coins in five years? She had never seen anything like this before.

"A Herrscher, the memories I left in his body... have made his mind and perception go haywire???"

“That’s right, otherwise why would we call her Silly Baby... The only downside is that, for you, Fu Hua, she might not just be a little bit of a bear... but extremely bearish.”

Chapter 222 Bishop, you don't want your cross-dressing photos either...

"Hmm... So, you two, just how powerful is this Herrscher of Knowledge?"

Pushing up her red-rimmed glasses, Fu Hua glanced at the two composed white-haired duo in front of her, seemingly utterly unfazed by the Herrscher of Knowledge.

"Hmm...using your body, shouting in a wildly frenzied voice: I will reverse all things?"

Imotek rubbed his chin uncertainly with his index finger.

"And, and—"

Kiana, realizing something, began to embellish her performance...

"Times have changed. We no longer need to play other roles—we can be ourselves! Our true selves—!"

"This is the complete Chi Yuan, the complete Fu Hua, the complete me!!!"

Watching the duo putting on such a vivid performance for her in the living room, Fu Hua's fist hardened—

"Kiana, we must—immediately—return to Destiny!!!"

The immortal who had protected the land for millennia suddenly snapped at this moment...

"Huh...why??? Class monitor, aren't you going to take care of Sky City anymore?"

"...This kind of thing that tarnishes a person's reputation must be eradicated—"

Fu Hua's voice was resolute, seemingly brooking no argument from the young lady of the knight.

"I don't want to—"

Kiana's answer still completely exceeded Fu Hua's expectations.

Why?

Fu Hua glared at the white fluffy ball in front of her, somewhat exasperated—"You, Kiana, you just want to see me make a fool of myself, don't you?!"

"Huh? I don't want to see you embarrass yourself, class monitor... I'd rather see Otto suffer—"

Kiana, seemingly understanding what Fu Hua was thinking, quickly explained to avoid being punished by a punch from an iron fist with at least 50,000 years of kung fu.

"?"

Fu Hua gave a confused look.