The Hunt Is On! Target: Yaqing? Kallen?

"That's rude. I've told you before, you have to call him Great-Grandpa."

"Hmm, Otto... great-grandfather, he's obviously not that old. He looks younger than my old dad." Under Theresa's gaze, Kiana obediently swallowed the word "president."

"Oh right, Grandma, what methods do you and Grandpa use to stay young forever?" Theresa asked curiously.

Kiana and Mei also looked over.

After all, no woman can stay young forever and isn't interested.

"Of course it is..." Kallen deliberately dragged out the word, piquing their curiosity, and blinked her beautiful eyes, "It's a secret!"

The Honkai Energy Fission Bomb is Schicksal's ultimate trump card against the Herrscher. If it explodes here, not only will their lives be in danger, but Edison's sacrifice will also be meaningless.

"This is absurd!"

"Don't panic." Reanna calmed Joyce down and devised a meticulous yet cruel plan.

Reanna decides to sacrifice herself to give everyone a chance to live, while Joyce is also highly likely to die.

After finalizing the plan, Reanna's spirit life surged like mercury, two thrusters extending from her waist, her voice resolute. "From now on, I'm counting on you."

She soared into the sky and used the Abyss Flower to destroy the detonator. The price was the complete evaporation of Reanna's Honkai Steel body. Even so, the missile, which had stored a lot of Honkai energy, was still flying towards the city with the powerful inertia of kinetic energy.

While injured, Joyce activated the Herrscher Core within her body, which existed in the form of DNA, creating a shield with a radius of twenty kilometers that enveloped the city.

Having exceeded its own power limit, the wounds caused by mimicking Judah worsened, and it sat quietly beneath the ruins of the clinic, awaiting death.

Before the sea of death engulfed him.

"Don't push yourself anymore. I feel that my life has come to an end."

"No... you won't die... you are Welt, our hero."

"Welt...? That's a great name, isn't it? Well then... from this day forward, you are Welt, the core of the Herrscher, and the mission to protect this world—it's all in your hands, Welt."

"The finale, they're all dead..." Joyce murmured to herself.

"I should have guessed the ending long ago," Edison sighed.

"Wait, I don't think I'm dead! I've just been quantized!" Schrödinger discovered the blind spot.

"What's the difference?" Edison stared with dead fish eyes.

"The difference is huge, which means I still have a chance to appear later." Schrödinger said with a proud look.

"Shall I give you an award, little Kitty?" Edison joked.

"No need for that. 'Your Highness' can just convert it into a bonus for me. I heard you also gave Tesla some funds?" Schrödinger thought of that last love song again. What was originally a normal action now seemed increasingly strange.

"She begged me!" Edison was eager to prove he was straight.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes."

"No wonder in the story we broke free from Schicksal. How could we not break free from such deep hatred?" Einstein blew on his scalding coffee.

"Serves him right, that Otto (Anti-Entropy profanity) is really something else (Anti-Entropy profanity), Joyce is Herrscher on the side of humanity, he still insists on killing him." Tesla started Telegram again.

Seeing this, Welt Yang was excited and even wanted to make a vow that the core of the Herrscher of Reason would never be dimmed in his hands, and that he would bring the Herrscher of Reason to a whole new level!

Welt Young was too shy to say it in front of the two doctors; if he were alone, he probably would have jumped up excitedly by now.

"However, I remember someone calling Joyce a failure in a promotional video, didn't they?" Einstein deliberately brought up this topic, probably to defend someone.

"That's because you haven't read the script. In the script..." Welt Young suddenly realized he had been tricked into saying something and immediately shut up.

"Script?!" Tesla grabbed Welt Young's shoulder.

"I'll take you to do the dubbing tomorrow, and then you should be able to see the script."

In the final episode of the animated web series, only Aida's voice remained, mournful yet cold.

"On that day, we must stop that terrible Honkai Energy Fission Bomb no matter what; so, neither I nor Margarita, no, even if the professors and doctors were still conscious, would stand up to stop this insane plan."

"As winter turned to spring, Einstein and Dr. Tesla awoke from their sickbeds one after another. To my surprise, they calmly accepted everything that had happened the previous winter."

"Joachim used the power of the Herrscher of Reason to disguise himself as Welt and, during that time, frequently gave interviews to various news outlets along with the professor."

"However, the price of doing so... was that the wounds in the heart of the boy who was once named Joachim not only failed to heal, but instead tore deeper and deeper."

"After all, in one day, he not only lost his father and the hero who saved him, but also his original life—and his childhood."

The news is playing, reporting that the Empire State Building in Chongqing has been rebuilt into a large building called the World Tower under the investment and reconstruction of ME Construction Company.

In a room of the World Tower.

"Let's go back." Welt Young, who had grown up to be almost on par with the main storyline, sat on the sofa.

"Go back?" The AI Aida didn't immediately understand his meaning.

"Yes, let's go back, back to the home we all share."

Does it mean "Anti-Entropy"?

"Yeah, seriously, what was I thinking running away from home? I acted like a complete idiot," Welt Young said self-deprecatingly.

Aida still stood up for Welt Yang, but when the Anti-Entropy Leader needed to step in, he had to appear in disguise.

Welt Young didn't like this either, but an organization built around Joyce could only be symbolized by Joyce.

Welt Young remarked that the great battle truly changed a lot.

Joyce sacrificed himself, the quantized Schrödinger disappeared without a trace, the Abyss Flower sank into the depths of the Atlantic Ocean, and Einstein and Tesla's bodies underwent permanent changes.

He, as the only suitable male present, inherited the core of the Herrscher of Reason.

Welt Young stood up and looked out at the bustling city that had returned to normal.

"He—it's Welt!"

"It's over. The web series is finally finished. I don't have to suffer the pain of watching it anymore." Kiana stretched.

"That's the fun of watching TV dramas." Kallen stretched as well.

"Mei, I'm so hungry~" Kiana said to Mei in a cute tone after watching the TV series.

"Okay, okay, this is what I'm cooking for you." Mei said with a doting expression.

"I want cola chicken wings!" Theresa raised her little hand.

"I want cola chicken wings too!" Kallen also raised her hand.

Chapter 157 The Chase! Target: Yaqing? Kallen?

After the web series finale, the Destiny Far East Branch did not relax for a moment. In two months, it would be the time for the screening of "Honkai 3: Angel Rebuild". During this period, Shub was almost driven to the brink of collapse by the Arlene sisters.

"Ah! I'm going to die! How can those two little ones be so lively?!" Shub slumped over her desk.

"If you're like this, then am I already dead?" Cheng Lixue looked like she had lost half her life, with extremely dark circles under her eyes and her originally fair skin looking somewhat dull.

"Oh my god! Xue'er, what happened to you?" Shub exclaimed in surprise.

"Xue'er, how about we learn to delegate? Let our subordinates do the work," Patrick suggested.

"I wish I could too, but isn't Yaqing's schedule too rushed? Web series, movie, and I heard there's even a spin-off series coming. I might as well just die." Cheng Lixue's forehead made intimate contact with the table.

"Poor child~~" Salome looked at Cheng Lixue was already snoring, with pity.

"I'm really afraid that one day, Lixue will suddenly die in the office." Shigure Kira said with a worried look, taking off her blue coat and covering Cheng Lixue was sleeping face down.

"Knock knock".

Hearing a soft knock, the women looked out in surprise. There stood Seele, carrying two large lunch boxes, and said gently, "I noticed that you ladies haven't had lunch yet, so Arlene and the others to buy some food and bring it up."

"Seele, you are truly an angel."

Seele won the hearts of all the high-ranking Far East Branch, except for the Yaqing.

Meanwhile, in his top-floor office, Yaqing was on the phone with someone, a coin spinning in his hand like a fairy.

"Sister, don't worry, and the president can rest assured too. Kallen will definitely be safe in the Far East."

Ever since Yaqing started calling Otto ten or so times a day to ask about Kallen's condition, Yaqing has been completely annoyed. As soon as she sees that the caller is Otto, she hangs up on the spot.

So Otto asked Cecilia to call Yaqing, betting that Yaqing wouldn't ignore Cecilia's call.

After hanging up the phone, Yaqing sighed.

"This is really troublesome."

He called Theresa.

"Theresa, give the phone to Kallen ... sister."

The case was cut off and the dog was bitten. The stupid dog stole the dog's claws. The dog staggered and withdrew. The dog tried to relieve the dog's pain. The dog was about to be taken by the dog...

"Sister Kallen, if you don't go back soon, President Otto might come to the Far East in person." Yaqing said helplessly. He had already reached the point of calling his sister, and the next step would probably be to book plane tickets.

"Okay~, really, it's been so long since I've seen Theresa, and he's still rushing me like this," Kallen complained.

"It's alright, Grandma. I'll come back to see you and Grandpa this Christmas," Theresa comforted her.

"How many times have I told you to call me sister?" Kallen tugged at Theresa's soft, delicate cheek, pouting and complaining, "And little Theresa, you said the same thing last year."

"Nana... don't touch my face!"

Hearing Theresa's slurred speech, Yaqing said helplessly, "Sister Kallen, pack your things, I'll take you to the airport this afternoon."

"So fast?"

"If you want to see President Otto standing at the entrance of the girls' school dormitory at night."

Kallen shuddered at the thought of it; she had no doubt that Otto would actually go that far.

"This afternoon, this very afternoon!"

After Yaqing hung up the call with Theresa.

"Rita, book two plane tickets to fly back to headquarters from the Far East." Yaqing picked up her suit jacket.

"Two?" Rita asked, puzzled. Wasn't it just Kallen?

"I'm going back to headquarters too."

Yaqing put on her coat and took off her tie, placing it on the table.

While waiting for the elevator, Yaqing took out his phone. Someone had sent him a message. He smiled dismissively and went to the underground parking lot. In the dim environment, he could clearly feel the prying eyes.

He picked up the keys, sat in the driver's seat, and started the Chevrolet.

Looking in his rearview mirror, he saw a car following him all the way.

After picking up Kallen at the St. Freya Academy, Yaqing did not drive towards the airport, but sped along the overpass like an arrow.

"Wow~, Xiao Yaqing, this is so exciting!" Kallen felt the strong push-back sensation, but she wasn't scared at all; instead, she was excited.

Yaqing's expression grew increasingly grim.

The steering wheel turned sharply, and we exited the overpass at a sharp turn.

The car that had been following them was no longer visible in the rearview mirror.

Yaqing breathed a long sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, in the car that had been following Yaqing, sat two bald men with grim expressions. The one driving said, "Damn it, we lost him. Didn't I tell you to keep a close eye on him?"

"Who knows, he was driving so fast that he dared to go straight off the overpass from the sharp turn."

"Fuck!"

The man slammed his fist on the steering wheel, and the overpass conveniently blocked their way, forming a long, impassable barrier.

On a building a few hundred meters away, a woman with a sniper rifle was lying on the rooftop, aiming her scope at the bald man who had been spewing profanities, and slowly pulled the trigger.

"If you ask me, what kind of job did we take?" The man in the passenger seat was still speaking when, a second later, the bald man next to him was shot through the head, and the bullet went through the heads of two people in a row.

The woman on the rooftop put away her sniper rifle and placed it in her guitar case.