Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

"—Ahem, watch your mouth!! What do you mean we Kaslana family members are all Casanovas? We're perfectly loyal!"

"Indeed, you guys are very devoted, but it's tough on the girls you've charmed. They're constantly thinking about you—maybe they can even find a corner of a table to rub against?"

"God, find a corner of the table to rub against and watch your mouth! There's a clueless Herrscher here!"

Durandal's expression twisted as she immediately retorted...

"What is Aquaman...?"

"And what does 'grinding the corners of the table' mean?"

The Herrscher of the End, watching the two argue, asked a question that abruptly ended their argument...

"Children should not learn this!!"

"...?"

"I already said I'm not a child... So let's continue with the previous question: Where else can I find more friends?"

Having failed to find a solution, the Herrscher of the End has once again brought the problem back to square one...

"Then I have a question for you too—why do you want to know so many friends? What is your attitude towards getting to know them and getting close to them?"

"You need to understand one thing: their stance is on the side of civilization, or at the very least, they are neutral—for example, that lively Herrscher you just met, you should have sensed her special qualities, right?"

Jiuxiao stared at the Herrscher of the End, his gaze sharply scrutinizing her...

"She doesn't belong to the Honkai, nor is she our Lord's agent... I sense the aura of 'Yuri-zombie' within her—"

The Herrscher of the End tilted her head slightly and spoke of her perceptions.

"It's an endless pursuit of something... Only the most obsessive and the most yearning can become her representative on earth..."

"That Miss Wendy must have met one of these conditions... but I don't quite understand what she's pursuing..."

"Wait... 'Yuri-zang'...who is that—?"

Upon hearing a name he'd never heard before, Durandal, true to his curious nature, raised his hand and asked a question...

"That is the war god of the Tree of Imaginary Numbers... the supreme pursuer of the ultimate—to you, he should be a completely neutral deity, even leaning towards civilization itself..."

"Her representative should, in a sense, be an entity opposed to the Honkai... If the Honkai's apostles represent the catastrophe of civilization, symbolizing the end of humanity—"

"Then she represents another endpoint of civilization, the ultimate of every feasible path—that is, the ultimate of a field, a conceptual ultimate, symbolizing the pinnacle of humanity, the ultimate of civilization..."

The straightforward Herrscher, always ready to answer any question, unhesitatingly revealed the true nature of the blonde girl. Yulan Delno nodded thoughtfully... while Penglai Temple Nine Heavens frantically took notes in the book; Miss End, somewhat curious, bent down to look at the book's title—

One Hundred Weaknesses and Achilles' Heel of My Girlfriend (To be completed)

“…”

With a slightly strange expression, Miss Zhongyan glanced at Jiuxiao and decided to stay away from this purple-haired girl in the future, so as not to offend her without knowing it—but... she still had to ask the questions she needed to ask.

"But... is Wendy his representative? I don't see what she represents as the ultimate...?"

Durandal looked at Miss End with some confusion, trying to find an answer from her...

"Wendy, huh..."

As if sensing something, the End looked up at the sky—a streak of blue light was flashing across the horizon...

"That represents freedom and unbridled spirit... It represents the ultimate pursuit of freedom and unrestrained beauty in your human life and instinctive consciousness... And its counterpart should be the Herrscher, representing restraint among the Honkai's agents."

"Is that so? No wonder she always looks so excited whenever I run into that guy... and she can hardly sit still for a moment—only ice cream or something can keep her there a little longer."

Yulan Delno nodded thoughtfully.

"Ice cream...you mean that kind of dessert? Does she like that kind of thing...?"

Now it's Miss End's turn to take notes—

"Ahem, get to the point—so why do you want to make so many friends—"

After finishing his notes, Jiu Xiao looked at the End of the World in front of him and continued the previous topic.

"Because you said I'm a single dog—"

The Herrscher of the End, who was fixated on this from beginning to end, acted as if it were perfectly natural...

"...You're blaming me, huh? Kevin and the others certainly had their share of badmouthing you back then, especially that guy named Qianjie?"

"That's just idle gossip from 'people'...it's different from what we say—"

"You have to consider your rank when you swear, huh???"

Chapter 351 The Pink Fairy Miss Who Wouldn't Give Her Name

"So, do you have any friends you could introduce to me?"

The golden eyes of the End stared at the purple-haired girl in front of him, seemingly expressing his desire for more.

"...Here's my suggestion: go and compete with someone who looks exactly like you, except they don't wear the same golden Herrscher contact lenses as you—"

After a moment's thought, Jiuxiao decided to entrust this important task to Kiana Kaslana, who was far away searching for the Herrscher of Ice and the Herrscher of Stars.

"?"

The white-haired Herrscher tilted her head, somewhat puzzled.

"A Herrscher who looks just like me...?"

"Yes, yes, yes, the Herrscher of Void's abilities plus the Herrscher of Flame's powers, and he also has a Death Herrscher gem on his body that hasn't been activated yet—he's nicknamed Little End (lol)."

"I suggest you go and steal her girlfriend—"

"why?"

Not understanding the meaning of "minotaur" in the profound human culture, the Herrscher of the End simply tilted her head in confusion, looking at the Nine Heavens of Houraiji before her, bewildered as to why she had to steal a junior's girlfriend...

Penglai Temple Nine Heavens, feeling guilty as those golden eyes stared at him, turned his head away and whistled.

"Because this is, in a sense, the official pairing—"

Jiuxiao, who had started spouting nonsense, immediately began to assume the identity of the Herrscher in front of him...

"Official pairing?"

Still unable to understand, Miss End simply tilted her head...

“Then let’s use another reason—your little sister and junior, the one who looks exactly like you, Kiana Kaslana’s partner, Raiden Mei, comes from a prestigious human family and is the current Herrscher of Thunder—”

"Hmm...I understand...and then what?"

Miss End seemed uninterested... as if she had no interest in her at all—lacking interest, she began to turn her head and look around... and then noticed a pink chibi paper figure that had reappeared in front of her. She seemed to be silently calling out to the white-haired Herrscher in front of her—look at me, come and see me!!

"?"

Driven by a sense of curiosity, the Herrscher of the End lowered her head and picked up the fragment of the book cover that had stubbornly struggled through the previous battle, the black mist of the heavens, and the strong winds that had just swept through...

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you looking at? Let me tell you, the Third Herrscher, Raiden Mei, has a very special advantage—she's an exceptionally good cook, not just any kind of good cook."

"No, you should ask that noodle-slurping weirdo over there...? Where did you get those noodles from if it wasn't Kevin the Popsicle???"

Jiu Xiao turned around, intending to pull a certain man to testify, but what she saw shocked her even more—two men who had been fighting for a long time without a clear winner, whether they were tired of fighting or taking a break, were squatting on the curb, slurping noodles from a bowl.

"Slurp—....I had Imotek bring it out of the World Serpent...What's wrong? The soup and noodles are separated, it's an insulated lunchbox."

"Just heat it up a little over the Heavenly Fire and it'll be ready to eat. Of course, you can also go find Thousand Tribulations Heat—"

Kevin slurped up another mouthful of noodles, shrugged at the group in front of him, and their gazes immediately turned to Qian Jie standing to the side...

"What's wrong with you??? You're wearing such a huge mask and you're still slurping noodles—don't you take your mask off when you eat???"

"What? You have a problem with that?!"

Even while eating, Mr. Qianjie looked eagerly at the group in front of him, considering whether he should exchange a few blows—

"No objection. No objection—please enjoy your meal..."

Jiuxiao rolled his eyes on the spot.

"Hmm... Snake culinary skills are pretty good these days—perhaps we could consider improving their treatment?"

Mr. Kevin Kaslana, who slurped his noodles with exceptional speed, finished the last drop of soup in his bowl and nodded in satisfaction.

"Is it possible that my Mr. Kevin—that's not your World Serpent's chef... but rather the Third Herrscher, Raiden Mei, who's been grinding experience and reputation in your base?"

Penglaiji Jiuxiao curled the corner of his mouth as he looked at the man in front of him.

"Raiden Mei...you mean that Herrscher who looks a lot like Mei?"

After recalling who Raiden Mei, whom Jiu Xiao had mentioned, was, Mr. Kevin Kaslana fell silent for a moment—

"Absolutely impossible—!"

As if recalling something ominous, Kevin's face turned pale and then purple, as if he were vehemently denying something.

"...I'm starting to wonder just how terrifying Dr. Mei's cooking skills are—to elicit such an expression from humanity's strongest fusion warrior???"

"Could the Kaslana family's culinary skills be inherited from that Dr. May...?"

Jiuxiao cautiously patted Qianjie beside him, trying to get closer to him...

"What's wrong? Is something the matter?"

Qianjie looked at the purple-haired Valkyrie in front of him with some impatience.

"I have a question—about Kevin, about his girlfriend, Dr. May, how good is her cooking?"

Jiuxiao glanced curiously at Kevin, who was still vehemently denying his own understanding, and awaited Qianjie's answer...

"That bookish PhD? She's one of the few decent-looking people in that annoying Candlemoth Research Institute—as for cooking, I've never eaten her food or seen her cook anything."

"If we really need a reference, that little kitten once sneaked into Kevin's room to peek at his schedule so she could slack off during his time. I don't know if it was just cat curiosity or a gluttony, but it stole some of the treats that nerd made for Kevin—"

"We didn't see her outside that day. If Kevin hadn't come back, opened his room, and dragged that greedy, silly cat out, she probably would have been unconscious there before going to see Mebius."

"Anyway, you can figure it out yourselves—all I know is that Kevin was a good cook back then, but he was like a refrigerator back then, unlike now where he can cook so easily."

"I see..."

Jiuxiao nodded in sudden realization... and looked at Kevin again.

"Hey, hey, hey! Get a grip—she just looks like you! She's not your wife—"

"Huh?! Oh... but I can't accept it?!"