The Birth of the Herrscher of Reason

Zurich, Switzerland, 1946.

"Liesel, you'll be talking to a very knowledgeable uncle today, unlike those incompetent psychiatrists you've seen before. Just cooperate with him." The young woman with blue, shoulder-length hair put her hands on her hips.

"Don't worry, he said he won't persuade you to go back to school and take those boring classes," the brown-haired man said gently.

Across from the young couple, a young Einstein, wearing overalls, lay listlessly on the table.

From her heartfelt words, we can learn that they were her parents. After she considered metaphysics and voluntarily dropped out of school, her parents consulted five different psychologists over three months.

"???" Einstein rarely showed a bewildered expression.

"Chicken-meat hair, I didn't expect you to be the first one to appear in the Anti-Entropy: Origins. I never would have guessed," Tesla quipped.

"Why is it me as a child?!" Einstein asked the same question he had asked Bronya.

Unfortunately, the members of Anti-Entropy were too busy laughing to answer her questions.

"Ain, you were quite rebellious when you were young, you actually dared to drop out of school." Edison laughed without any politeness, "And you were even... and your own parents thought you had mental problems, hahaha, that's hilarious."

"Hahaha..."

Joyce had barely uttered a laugh when he felt Einstein's death stare. He seemed to press a pause button halfway through his laughter, and swallowed the sound back down.

Joyce felt wronged, but he didn't say anything.

Everyone else is smiling, so why are you only staring at him?

Young Einstein met the very accomplished uncle her parents had described.

The man looked to be in his thirties, with a thin face, round-framed glasses, and short, dark purple hair parted in a 3/7 ratio that added to his rustic appearance. He introduced himself as Carl Gustav.

Carl immediately asked about Einstein's recent personal research.

Einstein didn't want to answer him; she thought it impossible for this withered old man to understand.

Just as Einstein had thought of it, Carl said it aloud, exactly as she had imagined, as if he could read her mind.

"That hair color and that hairstyle..." Schrödinger looked at Carl appearing in the web series he was watching and had already guessed what was going on.

"It's definitely related to Joyce!" Edison concluded.

"At this point, that messy hairstyle is still too young and naive." Tesla shook his head. "Next, he will probably fall completely into the trap set by this man Carl."

"Dr. Tesla, how old am I in the web series? Do you expect a ten-year-old to be compared to a middle-aged man?" Einstein retorted.

And in the Queen's live stream room.

The viewers in the live chat are still speculating about Carl's identity, given that he appeared at the beginning of the story and his identity must be quite extraordinary.

"I bet they're researchers from Schicksal!"

"I suspect it might be someone from the Anti-Entropy."

"Anti-Entropy? Has Anti-Entropy even occurred at this point in time?"

"Don't you guys notice his hair color? It looks so much like the man holding the Heart of Eden at the end of the promotional video! He could very well be related to the first Herrscher of Reason Welt Joyce."

"Young Dr. Einstein was so cute!"

Sirin glanced at the comments briefly and thought that some of the guesses made sense.

"I think you can try testing me first."

Carl raised this question, Einstein reluctantly posed a mathematical question, stating that if Carl answered incorrectly, he should be dismissed.

Einstein thought he could use this question, which made it easy to change the answer, to easily get rid of Carl. But what he didn't expect was that Carl had already won the moment he asked the question.

Carl easily understood Einstein's idea and provided the answer to the question.

This greatly excited and delighted Einstein, and then... she burst into tears.

"Pfft!" Einstein's composure completely crumbled, and he sprayed the coffee he was drinking directly onto the expensive carpet.

Joyce's office was soon filled with the cheerful laughter of the women.

Tesla laughed so hard she slapped her thigh, making Edison, who was sitting next to her, frown.

Joyce had a strange expression, looking like she wanted to laugh but couldn't, her face scrunched up from holding it in.

In the teachers' office at the St. Freya Academy in the Far East.

As the only male in the academy, Welt Young not only has a single dormitory room, but also his own office.

Welt Young laughed out loud during this scene in the video.

When he first saw the script, he couldn't help but laugh for a long time. He didn't expect that after the voice was dubbed, he would laugh even louder.

It was the weekend, and the three kids in the dormitory were sitting on the sofa watching online dramas.

"Hahahaha." Kiana was the one who laughed the most, and she almost spilled the potato chips in her hand all over the ground.

Mei couldn't help but laugh out loud. In her memory, Einstein always had that calm and collected expression, and she rarely saw him cry or smile.

"Dr. Einstein's way of expressing happiness is to cry?!" Bronya laughed while also being shocked.

As the story unfolds, Einstein enjoys a happy time under Carl's tutelage until one day, Carl introduces him to a lady.

Emma Planck, the youngest professor of physics at Puslink College.

Planck was far superior to Carl in teaching Einstein; she guided him in Einstein the piano, singing, and stargazing.

"Compared to the one I'm related to by blood... she's more like my mother."

Einstein's inner thoughts.

Planck was very gentle, and her gaze toward Einstein was filled with affection as she spoke softly, "So Einstein has always regarded me as his mother."

"Hey! Planck! And you guys too!" Einstein, unusually, broke down. "Don't take the content of the web series as fact! It's all fiction."

But Einstein's attempt to break down their defenses was useless; instead, it was like a spark igniting explosives, making them even happier, especially Dr. Tesla, who made absolutely no attempt to hide it.

Chapter 128 The Birth of the Herrscher of Reason

Happy times are always short-lived. Soon it was time for Carl to return home. He had only one day left of his weekend vacation and had to report back to the psychological counseling department at headquarters.

Einstein was very reluctant to part with him.

She asked Carl, "... Will we meet again in the future?"

Carl paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "If we all had a holiday,"

"If Carl were a few years younger," Einstein suddenly said. "If Carl were... ten years younger, I would definitely try to match you up with Emma!"

Einstein also said that if Carl were twenty years younger, they could have both become Planck's students.

Planck also joined the conversation at this moment.

A smile indicates that even if you're not ten years younger, it's fine.

Carl looked extremely flustered.

Before parting, Planck stopped Carl and asked him if he had participated in a choir when he was in school.

So Planck borrowed an instrument and Carl pulled Einstein, who was foolishly trying to create a relationship between the two of them, over.

In Einstein's backyard, Planck played the violin and sang for Carl.

Carl closed his eyes, savoring the final moments of peace.

The Queen stream.

"Based on my understanding of the Honkai series, this isn't going to be a tragedy; I'll just eat my words."

"Just say you want to eat it!"

"This song is so painful to listen to."

"It's either Planck or Carl; one of them is definitely going to die."

"The knife definitely belongs to Carl."

Sirin noticed this comment, and the resolute tone made her a little puzzled, "Why are you so sure about killing Carl? I don't remember missing any plot points."

"Queen, Planck appeared in Welt Yang's memories, which means he's also a member of Anti-Entropy. She won't get involved before Anti-Entropy is established."

"Which part?" Sirin asked, scratching her head, as she couldn't quite remember the plot.

"The part before Welt went to the moon in the first movie."

"Oh, cough cough!" Sirin suddenly realized that this was not queenly at all, and forced herself to say, "Of course I know, the Queen is testing you, and you are not allowed to call the Queen an idiot."

"Long live the Queen! I was wrong, I will punish myself now!"

"Your Queen, you are indeed well-versed in love letters and possess unparalleled wisdom."

"That's right!" The wise and unparalleled Queen did not understand the meaning of those words and was still smug.

As a child, Einstein looked out the window at the blue sky and white clouds. Although she was young, she already had a premonition.

"It's probably going to be hard to see him again in the future."

The scene shifts to three years later, in the ruins of a fire. A boy with a hairstyle strikingly similar to Carl's lies in a crack in the ground, struggling to get up. On the left side of the screen, the subtitle reads "Berlin."

This is the place Carl returned to.

Everything is self-evident.

Looking across the river, the boy saw thick fog formed by flames, rolling back and forth like black mud stained with blood.

The streets, littered with rubble and debris, and the buildings and vehicles resembling dying people, spewing thick smoke, along with the intermittent flames, all seemed to tell the story of the horror of this disaster.

"I knew it."

"Carl's off the stage, right? This young man who just appeared should be the first Herrscher of Reason, Welt Joyce."

"Wow, the Herrscher of Reason's awakening is even more powerful than the Queen! She directly destroyed a highly developed city."

[Room Manager] Queen's Familiar - Dragon: "Your Queen, it's just that the time and place of your awakening were wrong! If you had awakened in the city, you would definitely be stronger than the Herrscher of Reason!"

"That's right," Sirin said proudly.

The boy walked through the ruins like a zombie, and there wasn't a single living person in his sight.

If war is a man-made purgatory, then this city is now a graveyard where even wandering ghosts don't exist.

He walked on numbly.

Do you wish for a savior?

A sound that wasn't his own came out of his throat.

Yes, of course.

Those pairs of eyes, gleaming in the smoke and mud, looked at him as the boy prayed for them, his hands touching their foreheads in blessing.

He suddenly realized that it was nothing more than a phantom that had become one with death.

"Savior!"

The boy saw the eerie text burning fiercely in the air. He lost his mind and desperately rushed towards the symbol, but a cold wall blocked all his way.

In his eyes, he saw a scene more terrifying than hell: layer upon layer of cold, hardened corpses, tightly piled together.

"That's the Herrscher Persona?"

"Or is it the Collapse Consciousness?"

The PhD students watching the web series at that moment subconsciously began to think, curious about how the plot would unfold, since they were also ladies who loved watching TV dramas.

"Is this how I became the Herrscher of Reason?" Joyce nodded, then thought, "If he is the Herrscher of Reason, then this city must have been destroyed by him."

Central Europe, the Schicksal Headquarters.

"The web series about Anti-Entropy produced by Schicksal is so much fun!" Susannah watched the web series during her lunch break.

"Susannah, what are you looking at?" Yarvete asked curiously.

"The new web series from Honkai 3rd, haven't you watched it yet? Then come sit over here, let's watch it together." Susannah moved the seat next to me a little to make room for Yarvete.

The boy knew there was only ashes beneath his feet, but he was not resigned to it. Under the illusion of the savior, he desperately picked up the broken pieces on the ground.

The boy heard Him say, "Engrave their longing into your soul."