Thousand-Person Ruler's Personal Opinion

A Thousand-Person Ruler's Personal Opinion

Author: Mu Fei Lian

Synopsis:

"I am the Thousand-Person Ruler."

"There are tens of thousands of me."

"Tens of thousands of me who think synchronously yet independently."

"Tens of thousands of me who can revive infinitely."

"This is clearly a BUG-level learning and growth system!?"

"...Wait, I'm emphasizing that it's a learning and growth system, not a clone dating system!"

"What do you mean by an N-way split bride!?"

"I never imagined such strange setups! I'm serious! So, you weird women, don't come near me, ahhhhh!!!"

[Orange]

Chapter 1: Clear and Resonant

"Anqi, you don't want to be unable to go to school tomorrow, do you?"

"We're not borrowing that much. As a young lady studying abroad internationally, you shouldn't care about it!"

"Exactly, exactly. Befriending us won't do you any harm."

"Hahaha!"

The shrill, perverse slang of the delinquents echoed through the dark alley, carrying an uncomfortable, arrogant malice.

Anqi was curled up in the corner of the alley, her long blonde hair dusty, looking somewhat dim. She covered her head tightly with both hands, her head splitting with pain.

So noisy!

My head hurts so much!

Wasn't I just drinking a celebration wine? Where is this? Who are these people?

The delicate and weak girl frowned, looking at the swaying figures before her with a hazy gaze. Her face and small lips were as pale as paper, and her slender, delicate body trembled slightly from the intense headache.

But these reactions did not elicit any sympathy from the people beside her.

On the contrary, a delinquent with brightly dyed hair and garish, exaggerated makeup grabbed Anqi by the collar, pulled her head up, and cursed at her:

"Say something! Are you looking down on us, Bitch!?"

"Let... let go, it hurts!"

Anqi moved her pale lips, murmuring unconsciously.

"Bang!"

The delinquent with a perverse expression kicked out, sending the dazed Anqi heavily onto the damp, dirty alley floor. She fell prone, trembling, unable to get up.

Then Anqi was flipped over, and several people fumbled over her, pulling out a wallet. After taking out the cash, they slapped it onto Anqi's face.

"Pah! What is this trash! Only this much money?"

"We're in a good mood today, so we'll let you off. Remember to bring more money next time, or you know what the consequences will be. Right, classmate Anqi?"

"Hahaha!"

A group of gaudily dressed girls laughed triumphantly, linking arms, and walked out of the alley as if nothing had happened.

No one noticed that Anqi, lying on the ground with vacant eyes, suddenly moved her fingers.

Kill!

Humans are scum! Pests! Enemies!

Destruction, destruction, destruction, destruction!

Kill, kill, kill, kill!

Anqi stood up shakily.

This body felt completely unfamiliar to her.

There seemed to be a "buzzing" roaring noise in her ears, yet she could clearly hear the bullies' laughter and heartbeats. Distant sounds like car horns also seemed to be right next to her ears.

It was too strange, too uncomfortable.

But these were only physical discomforts. What made Anqi feel even more unable to control herself were the unidentifiable roaring voices in her mind.

Kill, kill, kill, kill!

The voice spoke like that, and at the same time, strong emotions surged through her in waves, anger, hatred, and killing intent quickly overwhelming her reason.

Disgusting.

She felt like vomiting.

And there were also messy memories tumbling and churning in her mind like minced meat in a blender: one was a researcher who had just landed her first major project, and the other was a helpless high school girl who had recently lost all her family and suffered from bullying.

'Which one is me?'

[Why do I have to go through these experiences?]

'So what are you going to do?'

[Family, life, dignity, dreams... Why do I have to lose everything alone!?!]

'Huh!??'

[Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!]

'So answer my question... uh... Kill... Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!'

The two wills reached an agreement, and it no longer mattered who infected whom. Anqi simply raised her head, her purple eyes instantly turning a pure, vibrant red.

Her body swayed, her vision blurred. Anqi didn't know how she got close to the bullies who were about to leave. She raised her hand and placed it on one of their shoulders.

"Hey."

The delinquent walking away felt a touch on her shoulder and instinctively turned her head, only to meet a pair of scarlet eyes.

"Memories I don't know are appearing chaotically in my mind. In short, you're all scum, right?"

Anqi hunched over, tilting her head up slightly, her lips curling into an uncontrollable grin.

A bizarre smile appeared in the eyes of this group of delinquent girls.

"Whoa!!"

"Get lost! How dare you scare us!"

"You Bitch want to die!"

"Riiip!"

An arm fell to the ground amidst the rising and falling curses. Blood splattered onto the wall and dripped from Anqi's hanging right fingertips.

One girl dazedly shook her arm, which was now less than half its original length. Her expression shifted from disbelief to extreme terror.

"Ahhh!!"

"Splat!"

"Riiip!"

"Swish!"

"Ahhh!!!"

Ten minutes later, a bloody hand violently gripped the corner of the alley wall.

Anqi leaned against the wall, standing at the alley entrance, panting. A strong smell of blood emanated from her blood-soaked dress.

"Go... home..."

Anqi shook her head, her muddled consciousness pointing her down a very familiar path.

Fortunately, the night was deep, and this area was relatively quiet and deserted. One could say Anqi was very lucky, as no one saw the vengeful spirit girl, who looked like she'd walked out of a horror movie, on her way.

Anqi successfully entered a dark, two-story house and collapsed at the entrance, completely losing consciousness.

"Drip, drip!"

The next morning, in the bathroom, cold water poured over Anqi.

It was mid-August, and the mornings in the Far East were already a bit biting. However, the water heater in the house was the type that needed to be set in advance, and at this time of day, only cold water was available.

But Anqi didn't feel cold.

She stood in her school uniform skirt, bathed in the cold water, and stared motionlessly at her fair, delicate hands. Until just a moment ago, they had been covered in dark brown blood clots.

The water washed away her clothes and the bloodstains from her body, flowing down her smooth, flawless legs and into the drain, turning into wastewater.

'Clean. No traces of wounds from operating experimental equipment.'

'She's clearly very young.'

'Is this what transmigration is like?'

Anqi frowned, remaining silent.

A moment later, she took off her clothes, on which the bloodstains had long since congealed, and carefully washed this still-developing, tender body.

After tossing all her clothes into the washing machine, Anqi, wrapped in a loose white bathrobe, sank onto the living room sofa.

She frowned, gazing at the living room before her, which was both familiar and strange.

'Am I still me? I'll put aside philosophical questions like that for now. I am the enemy of humanity, the harbinger of civilization's demise, the destroyer of worlds—the Ruler of Domination.'

Anqi's clear, cold voice echoed in the room, carrying a sense of calm composure, but also a hint of numbness.

'And it has to be in a world like this?'

'Liking beautiful girls doesn't mean I like coming to this world.'

Anqi sighed wearily.

An inexplicable awareness, as if etched into Anqi's mind, clearly told her of her current non-human identity. There was also some information she hadn't had time to process yet, likely related to the Herrscher's powers. In any case, with such a defining identity, combined with some information from another memory, the world she was in could naturally be determined.

Anqi picked up her phone from the table. She swiped open the screen, typed in "Changkong City," and searched. The first result was a news article.

[In March of this year, Changkong City experienced a chain of explosions that shocked the globe, leaving tens of millions of citizens displaced and casualties far exceeding the New York explosion incident of the last century. Recently, the final casualty figures have been released, and the related search and rescue operations are nearing completion. Ministers from several relevant departments, including the Ministry of Security, Ministry of Firefighting, and Ministry of Urban Construction, have resigned taking responsibility and will undergo a comprehensive review and investigation. Here, the Far East government once again warns all citizens that Changkong City still contains a large number of uneliminated hidden risks, and unofficial professional personnel must not enter the Changkong City urban area...]

Below the news were a series of photos of government officials bowing in apology, their standard ninety-degree bows demonstrating their deep study and research into the Far East's traditional arts, truly befitting Far East officials.

Anqi's lips twitched, and she murmured with complex emotions:

"I'm in the world of Honkai Impact 3rd, I'm the Ruler of Domination, the year is August 2014, less than half a year before the Third Herrscher is born, Changkong City is destroyed, and the Three Great Families enter St. Freya."

Having managed to clarify the basic questions of "who am I," "where am I," and "what time is it," more doubts swirled in her mind, such as "why" and "who did it," but there were no answers.

The only thing certain was that this was a very dangerous world.

And the Ruler of Domination, also known as the Thousand-Person Ruler, the rabble, and so on, was ultimately an enemy of the main cast, a villain character who would eventually be eliminated.

Thinking of this, Anqi placed a hand on her forehead, her long, slender legs curled up, her small body gradually curling into the sofa, and she let out a perfectly enunciated and elegantly moving Chinese character:

"Grass!"

Chapter Two: It's All Me

"Gulp, gulp!"

Anqi took a carton of milk from the refrigerator, inserted a straw, and drank it down in large gulps.

Even though she hadn't eaten dinner yesterday, the cold liquid filling her stomach brought no discomfort whatsoever.

This young girl's body, though appearing small and fragile, was actually very strong, surpassing humans in every way from the inside out, or rather, it wasn't human at all anymore.

Anqi closed the refrigerator, rubbing the smooth, jade-like tip of her finger, and murmured thoughtfully: