My Honkai Star Rail: Reversing All Phenomena

He was the other kind of person who judged by appearances. Faced with elders like Gunn and Wen Huairen, he was humble and polite, but when faced with someone who looked like a petite doll girl, he truly dared to treat her like a little sister.

"Respected Genius Miss, the Curios deep within No Heavens Left Unspoken are kept inside Black Boxes. Could it be that they can only be displayed if you personally come here?"

Yet he also knew how to keep things within bounds and avoid making others dislike him.

Heh, he was quite an interesting fellow, unlike the other members of the Space Station.

"Fine. Since you've guessed what's going on, there's no need for all that nonsense—some of the Curios in this storage room lack descriptions and have no corresponding records in the Database. Do you want me to personally tell you about their origins?"

"Yes."

"Say something nice."

"I implore the clever and beautiful Madam Herta to spare some time from her busy schedule to explain the origins of these mysterious Curios and answer the questions in my heart. Afterward, I'll devote myself even more diligently to testing the Simulated Universe and properly studying the various Paths simulated by the Genius Miss."

Oh? He accepted that so readily? He really knew how to bend without breaking.

Herta found Hua Yi even more interesting.

"Although you still seem rather lacking in respect when you speak, I'll reluctantly say you're sincere. You pass."

The doll girl wore a satisfied expression, lifted the seal on the Curios deep within No Heavens Left Unspoken, and gestured for the interesting fellow to follow her.

Under the Space Station master's manipulation, the technological display chambers holding the Curios returned to an observable state. Hua Yi's gaze landed on a faintly visible, somewhat unreal Crimson Greatsword.

As though drawn by an invisible force, the insubstantial greatsword seemed on the verge of bursting into flames.

The Genius Miss had already been watching his gaze, so she immediately began her introduction.

"As you can see, it isn't a physical object, but a Data-simulated Simulacrum. The Space Station once accidentally detected a certain rhythm from the endless starry sky and preserved as much of it as possible. After later reconstruction, we barely extracted part of this sword's data."

"Is merely partial data worthy of Madam Herta specially storing it deep within No Heavens Left Unspoken?"

"There is only one criterion for objects that can enter the storage room: they must be interesting enough. And this sword is far from simple."

"Oh?"

Hua Yi stared at the greatsword weapon that did not belong to the Honkai Star Rail Universe, a light hidden deep in his eyes that Herta could not see.

"What's so special about it?"

"It was originally only a part of cosmic radiation, an exceptionally unusual Imaginary Pulse—extremely violent, yet possessing a certain pattern. Unfortunately, the Space Station couldn't trace it back to its source. We could only study the incomplete data that had been preserved and infer the possible circumstances—it wasn't a sword, but a mysterious and unknown world, a grand and fascinating story."

"And that was the conclusion reached by the Space Station?"

"No. I guessed."

Sensing that someone's gaze upon her seemed different from before, the doll girl glared back without yielding.

"What, are you questioning my conjecture?"

"On the contrary, I think the Genius Miss is very impressive."

"Stating a universally acknowledged fact in such ordinary words won't earn you any benefits. The incomplete data I mentioned earlier still exists, but the final product is the simulated greatsword before you. Don't bother applying to review it—I've already finished researching it. No matter how much you look, you won't discover anything new."

"Mm."

With a faint curl of his lips and a silent laugh, Hua Yi stepped away from the technological chamber containing the crimson simulated greatsword and walked toward another display chamber.

Black wings slowly turned in the currents of air, maintaining the posture of flight. They were as long as a person was tall.

As though his gaze had triggered a reaction, the wings rippled as well, seemingly about to stir up a gentle breeze.

"Like the greatsword, this is also a virtual construct, reconstructed from the analysis of a pulse accidentally received by the Space Station. So? Looking at these wings, do you feel as though a warm breeze is lifting your hair and filling your entire body?"

"Indeed. The wind carries me over high mountains and across distant seas. Behind me, windmills turn and pastoral songs linger; ahead, shooting stars fall and snow stretches endlessly white."

"You have quite the imagination."

"So why does the Space Station keep accidentally receiving signals?"

At that, the doll girl clicked her tongue.

"The Space Station is located among the stars. Every System Time, it receives countless Electromagnetic Waves and other Energy Pulses. Being able to discover these two valuable pieces of information amid an ocean of chaotic signals, then reconstruct these two Curios from incomplete, almost completely distorted rhythms—that means I'm amazing, understand?"

"I understand."

Looking around and confirming that these were the only two Curios requiring her personal introduction, while the rest either had clear descriptions or were the Stellaron sealed deeper within the storage room and inconvenient to display, Herta prepared to disconnect and return to focusing on upgrading the Simulated Universe.

"If there's nothing else, I'm logging off. Take your time looking around."

"Madam Herta, I request that the Space Station's defensive facilities be reinforced and placed on the schedule immediately as a priority project."

"Why? Do you think No Heavens Left Unspoken has too few defensive measures, and from that conclude that the entire Space Station isn't safe enough?—Forget it, whatever. Go discuss it with Asta."

"I need Madam Herta's affirmative response for it to reach the priority level I mentioned."

"Mm-hm, mm-hm, I agree. Once the Simulated Universe's upgrade and system optimization are complete, don't forget to come test it."

Nodding absentmindedly, Herta disconnected from the doll within No Heavens Left Unspoken. The collection room was no longer filled with voices and became quiet once more.

Walking step by step toward the exit of No Heavens Left Unspoken, his fingertips brushed over the outer walls of the display chambers holding the simulated greatsword and wings. For one fleeting moment, these two data-based Curios seemed alive, as though they wished to draw closer to Hua Yi's fingers.

But he had already left.

The doors of No Heavens Left Unspoken closed. The many Curios remained quietly stored within, no different from before.

One was lost and helpless, the other relieved and happy

"Everyone, there's no need to worry anymore. Lord Hua Yi has returned to his office, and he looks quite well."

After sending a message to the Fan Group, Lamina, a Level III Researcher and research assistant from the Department of Boundary Seeds, closed the entire chat interface, put away her Personal Terminal, and hurried over to Hua Yi's Desk, intending to pour him tea and bring him water.

Only then did Lamina realize that the snacks and drinks the group members had sent after learning their idol had not eaten properly yesterday were simply too numerous. They occupied more than half the desk, leaving barely any room. If she placed a teapot and teacups there too, Hua Yi would practically be unable to work normally.

Although Wen Shiling from the Department of Applied Materials had already checked the safety of all the food and drinks, agreeing to the group members' request without Hua Yi's permission and bringing so much food and drink into his office was still the assistant's fault if anyone wanted to make an issue of it.

Remembering how the higher-ups in the Department of Boundary Seeds had earnestly reminded her to properly assist the rising star of the Space Station, work hard to improve herself, uphold the department's reputation, and not give the other departments an excuse to replace her, the girl's vision went dark. She felt as though she had committed an unforgivable mistake.

Seeing Lamina standing beside the desk piled high with snacks, too nervous to say anything, Hua Yi shook his head with a laugh.

"Why do you look like disaster is about to strike? Are there timed bombs in there?"

"No! Wen Shiling confirmed that everything is safe, it's just..."

"Then there's no problem. I'm happy to receive so many little gifts all at once. I'll do my best to finish them."

Seeing that the Level IV Researcher, whose fame was currently unmatched, was not displeased by this, the young researcher finally relaxed. Still, she felt that something was off.

"Th-then... could it be that you already know about the Fan Support Club?"

"A few days ago, Wen Shiling was already shouting about setting up a fan club for me. I could roughly guess how things would develop afterward. You have to deal with this sort of thing outside work hours too, which means you're effectively doing two jobs. I feel like I should transfer you another salary."

Lamina had originally thought Hua Yi had caught wind of it, secretly joined the group chat under an alias, lurked silently, and observed what the fans discussed. Now that she heard his answer, the girl felt thoroughly ashamed.

Waaah, I'm sorry, Lord Hua Yi. I'm actually a member of the Fan Support Club too. The snacks and drinks added to your desk are there because I leaked information in the group, telling them that you were busy working yesterday and barely ate anything.

Believing herself insufficiently loyal, the girl lowered her head, desperately wishing to confess her crimes.

Crimes...

Compared to secretly joining the Fan Support Club, I have another sin. My true sin.

It involved the improper procedures when she had joined the Space Station.

At that thought, Lamina immediately felt utterly vile, finding it even harder to look Hua Yi in his gentle eyes.

They shine with the brilliant light of stars, while I'm a despicable person hiding in a dark corner.

The girl hesitantly wanted to say something, but lacked the courage and could not force out a single word.

"Want me to share some snacks with you?"

Hua Yi's words brought her back to her senses, and she hurriedly waved her hands.

"No, no. Do you have any work for me?"

"The Five Research Departments and the Defense Department will soon jointly advance a priority project to strengthen Herta Space Station's security measures. As a member of the Department of Boundary Seeds, you should have received the notice as well. Take a look."

"Alright."

Lamina returned to the other desk in the office, operated the large terminal for a while, opened the encrypted interface, and indeed found a new notice.

It was an order personally issued by Madam Herta, specifically naming Hua Yi as the person in charge. Every department was to cooperate in strengthening the Space Station's defenses.

Knock, knock, knock.

The young researcher had just finished reading the notice and was still surprised by the contents of the order Madam Herta had suddenly issued after going so long without directing work when she heard knocking from outside the office.

Eek, could everyone in the group still be sending snacks over here? I already said Lord Hua Yi had returned to the office. It's work time now, so they shouldn't casually disturb him!

The girl hurried to the office door, carefully controlled the hatch as it opened, and intended to quietly remind the overly zealous fan that no matter how much she liked Lord Hua Yi, she could not recklessly affect his work and life.

Once she saw the visitor's face clearly, Lamina froze and blurted out in panic.

"Station Master!"

"Hello, Lamina."

Asta greeted the young researcher, feeling somewhat guilty.

She had only come over after seeing Lamina say in the group chat that Hua Yi had returned to his office. Madam Herta's project notice gave the little rich girl a perfectly legitimate reason to act.

Otherwise, after bringing Hua Yi to the secret base not long ago and pouring out her feelings to him, Asta was a little too embarrassed to run to his side again.

The other members of the Fan Support Club were quite restrained, stopping at asking Lamina to bring snacks and drinks. Yet she, the Station Master, was frequently spending time with Hua Yi by taking advantage of her position. Wasn't that a little awful?

Mm, thankfully, the others in the group chat don't know that I'm [Name Redacted].

Relying on the composure expected of a Station Master to control her expression, Asta said in her usual tone that she had come to discuss the project details Madam Herta had requested from Hua Yi. How could she have known that Lamina's heart had already sunk to rock bottom?

Why did the Station Master come so suddenly? Lord Hua Yi's desk is still piled with snacks and drinks. It doesn't look like an office at all. What if Station Master Asta becomes dissatisfied because of this and thinks it shows we're neglecting work and research—

Waaah, the Fan Support Club has caused our idol huge trouble.

The poor young researcher fell into despair, regretting everything.

Asta could not read minds, so how could she know what Lamina was thinking? Catching sight of the snacks scattered over Hua Yi's desk, she even felt relieved. Now, whenever he got hungry, he would immediately have something delicious to eat.

One girl could barely conceal her confusion and helplessness, while the other wore a face full of relief and happiness. The contrast in their expressions was truly striking.

Taking in the expressions of both his assistant and the Station Master, Hua Yi held back a laugh and pretended not to notice anything unusual about either of them. He spoke seriously.

"Regarding Madam Herta's request to strengthen the Space Station's security construction, does the Station Master have any questions for me?"

Striking the ox across the mountain?!

"Yes. I wanted to ask how exactly we should involve each research department in the Space Station's security construction."

Hearing Asta's words, Hua Yi sighed inwardly.

She directly asked me how to arrange things instead of investigating why I suggested such a project to Herta...

The girl before him could not possibly fail to guess that Herta's sudden order, along with specifically naming him to take command, was not a random whim.

She should have asked for the reason. As the Station Master, she had the right to inquire into this matter. If she were someone with even slightly stronger desires for power, she would inevitably be displeased by a subordinate bypassing her to report to their superior and offer suggestions or ideas.

But Asta was different. She never deliberately established authority. Sometimes, Space Station researchers did not dare gossip about the higher-ups in their departments, yet they would speculate about where the Station Master got so much money for online shopping.

Fortunately, Herta had previously issued an internal letter praising her, so the approachable girl's current position was exactly as it should be.

"Since it's about raising the defense level, the Defense Department among the support departments should naturally handle the various details. The remaining research departments should each contribute according to their strengths: the Department of Applied Materials provides funding, the Department of Land Surveying selects materials, the Department of Boundary Seeds can offer defensive suggestions based on the attack methods of various unusual lifeforms in the universe, the Department of Secret Scrolls can see whether there are any secret rituals to strengthen structures or stabilize space, and the Department of Legal Affairs can mainly reinforce defenses against psychological threats."

"Eh, you sorted everything out so clearly in just a few words?"

"Each department should make use of its strengths and cooperate with the others to strengthen the Space Station's security construction as quickly and effectively as possible. In addition, I hope every compartment establishes a Safe Zone."

Asta's eyes widened slightly. She had not expected Hua Yi to have considered so much.

"Could it be that the Space Station is about to suffer a large-scale attack from an outside force?"

"Who can say what the future holds? As long as it doesn't affect the Space Station's normal operations, raising our ability to withstand risks as much as possible can never be a bad thing."

"..."

This was a universe where even Aeons truly existed. The future was not entirely unknown.

Among the Stellaron Hunters wanted by the Interastral Peace Corporation was Elio, the [Slave of Destiny], who was said to be able to see fate. Though the truth of that remained uncertain, the Corporation's wanted notice specifically emphasized that no one was to harm the Slave of Destiny or deprive him of the ability to think independently.

Furthermore, Fu Xuan, head of the Divination Commission on the Xianzhou Luofu, could predict fortune and misfortune. Any crucial question concerning the future of the Xianzhou Luofu was often submitted to the Divination Commission for divination and deduction, which already proved her abilities.

Could Hua Yi have foreseen some kind of future as well?

Asta had her suspicions, but she did not continue pressing for answers.