Discharged from the Hospital, a Confession

For the next week, Su Qing'an and Fu Hua visited Fu Xiuran every day.

Normally, given the boy's personality, if he knew the other party was unhappy the first time he came, he would be very understanding and not come a second time.

Su Qing'an is a very understanding person, but he needs to monitor the other party's physical condition every day to prevent the possibility of the Honkai Energy making a comeback.

Therefore, the best way to make contact is naturally to go with Fu Hua to visit the other party.

Having grasped the relative importance of each situation, Su Qing'an didn't mind enduring any disdain from the other party.

But what was unexpected was that Fu Xiuran's reaction to his own existence remained lukewarm.

Even if he secretly disliked her, she didn't deliberately treat him like he was invisible when they were together.

I still like to ask myself all sorts of strange questions.

It seems that, just like the girl's politeness, the man who is a father also possesses excellent manners.

Martial arts itself is also a kind of spiritual inheritance.

To carry out one's own will and obsession in the act of fighting is an essential quality of a martial artist. If one cannot even find a reason to throw a punch, then one cannot be considered a qualified martial artist.

The girl today is undoubtedly not a qualified martial artist. Even though she has reached the State of Still Water, and in a sense, she is no less capable Fu Xiuran in terms of martial arts level, her talent and willpower are not the same.

She is still very young.

Whether it's Su Qing'an or Fu Xiuran, their concerns and worries are completely different.

But without a doubt, in their eyes, Fu Hua is not yet mature enough to be independent.

Both of them tried their best to protect this natural naiveté, hoping that the girl could experience less hardship.

Fu Xiuran's health improved rapidly, a fact he himself discovered the very next day.

The strange things inside his body seemed to have been completely drained away, and his body, which had been tempered into a vigorous life force, began to autonomously and desperately absorb nutrients, slowly repairing the damage and injuries during this long period of respite.

The patient's previously poor appetite, which required intravenous fluids, gradually returned to normal, and within a week, the patient recovered to their original healthy state.

On the third day after the little girl came to see him, it was obvious that her father's complexion was no longer pale, but had a healthy, rosy glow, which made her very happy, and she smiled more often.

That day, she ran home excitedly, intending to cook something delicious for her father herself.

Just as Fu Hua tied her hair into a high ponytail, revealing her fair neck, and was about to show off her skills, Su Qing'an silently took the ingredients and utensils from her hands and said softly:

"I'll do it."

So the girl weighed the hassle of cooking and the difference in their skill levels, and gladly accepted.

After that, when the man praised Fu Hua's improved cooking skills, the girl subtly pointed at Su Qing'an.

How could you have done this?

After this problem arose, Fu Xiuran felt that something was amiss.

But this unease was quickly overshadowed by an unintentional compliment to Su Qing'an's distress.

The man began to recall his own guide to choosing a son-in-law, and realized that the young man opposite him seemed to be gradually exceeding the scope in some aspects.

As the meals continued to be irresistible for the next few days, his expression toward Su Qing'an began to change from its previous indifference.

The saying "He who eats another's food is bound to him" perfectly captures this reality.

Of course, if Fu Xiuran knew that Su Qing'an used his own money to buy all the cooking tools and ingredients.

If the food had even been baked in their own home, the reaction probably wouldn't be like this now.

The ability to deliver a devastating Inch Strength: Sky Splitting strike might be ingrained in our DNA, a reaction we make immediately.

The future looks increasingly bright.

But only Su Qing'an remained silent, understood that darkness would eventually engulf the world.

Even if he is currently the strongest individual combatant in the world, it cannot change the future in the slightest.

After all...

Just how strong does it need to be, and to what extent?

To what extent must one be invincible? How far away must one be to achieve omnipotence?

Could he single-handedly reverse the ensuing human catastrophes?

Su Qing'an didn't know how she could transcend the boundaries of her own self.

He has always worked very hard.

However, all the levels one could reach were confined within this framework. The constant cycle of defeat, victory, defeat, and victory led the boy to see his own limit within this loop.

Whether it's the essence of Honkai Energy or the divine version of the Void Sword Qi itself, both are essentially based on external factors.

The former was the first Artificial Stigmata, while the latter was a gift from the gods.

He was about to reach the upper limit of the Void Sword Qi. After achieving the final Taixu Realm and [Sword God], Su Qing'an might be completely trapped in the cage.

The reason is simple: he will lose his direction and motivation, and there will be no way forward.

The immortal.

This is the secret to Fu Hua's immense power and longevity.

And the Divine Key.

If we could obtain these things, perhaps this limit could be broken again, but that would only be the most ideal scenario.

In fact, Su Qing'an had been racking his brains ever since the game restarted, trying to figure out the possibility of beating the game.

He single-handedly destroyed the Honkai of Civilization Plus One.

The condition was so ridiculous it was almost hopeless, so Su Qing'an had never considered wasting time thinking about any possibility of solving the problem.

But things are different now.

Su Qing'an had come to understand that as long as he didn't give up, the gods would never let him die.

As long as the banner of will has not fallen and the flame of obsession has not been extinguished, one has the value of being restarted and resurrected in the eyes of the gods.

A defeated soul will not be prevented from winning next time, but a soul that has lost its will is utterly worthless.

So as long as Su Qing'an still has the desire to save the person he loves, he will have to face this despair sooner or later.

Since she had to face it eventually, Su Qing'an could only choose to accept it calmly.

The Previous Civilization was defeated.

This is the fact he knows so far.

So whether it's the Divine Key or the Immortals, all these legacies are nothing more than countermeasures in failed cases.

In Su Qing'an's view, challenging the Honkai with something that had already been defeated was a hopeless endeavor.

He needs...

He needs more surprises, more variables, and more power.

It's not just the Void Sword Qi of the gods, nor just the immortals, the Divine Key, or other powerful weapons from Previous Civilization.

Su Qing'an needs things of her own.

Something different from the Honkai Energy system.

Even now, he still harbors resentment about it.

Is it really possible to defeat Honkai with the power of Honkai?

If the Honkai itself is merely a filtering mechanism, then given the characteristic that the progress of a civilization increases by one, it's not hard to imagine that its reason for existence is to filter the entire civilization.

From Satou Yunona, Su Qing'an understood that the so-called Honkai Consciousness truly existed.

However, he personally prefers this kind of intelligent management that resembles this mechanism, which essentially lacks intelligence and strong independent life form dominance, and all its behavioral logic and methods can be described as destroying civilization.

The signs of the Herrscher turning against him made Su Qing'an even more uneasy. He knew that Raiden Mei could control the power of the Herrscher, Bronya could control the power of the Herrscher of Reason, and Kiana herself was even more capable.

Even if there are many stories, twists and turns, difficulties, and reasons involved.

Ultimately, however, the Herrscher, who should have been messengers of Honkai, have become allies of humanity.

Assuming this selection mechanism works correctly, the power is linked to the Honkai Consciousness, and the authority to control endless Honkai Energy resides in the Imaginary Space, then why did the Honkai Consciousness show no reaction after the Herrscher betrayed them?

Really.

If we follow his theory, then the Honkai Consciousness is merely an intelligent mechanism, making it easier to fool than a true god, which is understandable.

However, the fact that one's own power is a gift from this mechanism makes the claim of defeating the Honkai with the power of Honkai increasingly certain, while also harboring enormous risks.

If these so-called powers and authority contain any hidden tricks, the possibility of humanity defeating the Honkai becomes even more remote.

Su Qing'an didn't know the truth, but the fact was that he thought relying on Honkai Energy was very unreliable, unlike normal people who had no other choice.

Although the journey was very difficult, the boy gradually became aware of his own uniqueness.

As the Soul Essence gradually sublimates with the accumulation of death, Su Qing'an only needs to grasp the method of using this power to transform into combat strength, and he will have a brand new path free from constraints.

My soul.

What's hidden inside you?

If it were enough to devour the Honkai demons, that would be even better.

Su Qing'an twirled the crimson feather at the tip of its tail in his hand, gazing at the crystal-clear Xin Bing with a deep, melancholic look.

Sword Heart is now unharmed.

One week later, in the afternoon.

"Mr. Fu, although I don't know exactly what happened to you, congratulations."

"Based on your observations at our hospital this week and the results of your current physical examination, your physical condition is now no different from that of a normal person."

"That means you can be discharged now."

The doctor, who was holding the medical report and reporting the good news to Fu Xiuran, looked at the person on the hospital bed and secretly marveled.

Compared to how the man looked seven days ago, his current appearance and physical condition seem to have undergone a complete transformation.

Thanks to the nourishing food prepared by Su Qing'an using medicinal methods over the past few days, the man's robust blood and energy surged like a blazing fire, and his dull, lifeless eyes began to shine.

If it weren't for the Fu Xiuran's hair was still gray, no one would believe that he had just been seriously ill.

He stared blankly at his hands, his fingers loosely clenched into fists.

Martial arts...

Things broken by reality were miraculously restored to his hands in just seven days, as if a shattered mirror had been mended.

After the doctor left.

Su Qing'an walked into the room alone. Even without Fu Hua's guidance, no one could stop him under the protection of [Hidden].

Fu Hua is currently sitting on the sofa at home, silently reciting the Sword Heart Technique, completing his studies on the Void Sword Qi.

Su Qing'an then approached Fu Xiuran, looking at the man's expression as if she had expected it.

This was probably the first time the two of them had been alone together face-to-face.

Unlike previous meetings where Fu Hua acted as a buffer, this meeting should be even more silent.

But unexpectedly, it was Fu Xiuran who spoke first, rather than Su Qing'an, who clearly had something to do.

He looked at the boy in front of him and asked:

"You saved me."

It's rare for things to be purely coincidental in this world. Why did the thing that had been lingering inside him, like a maggot in his bone, seem to vanish after their first Su Qing'an?

The ability of his Mind's Eye's eye allowed him to quickly discover the problems with his body. At first, Fu Xiuran thought it was a coincidence or an accident, a sign that his body was experiencing a final burst of energy before death. However, the changes day by day proved that his body was indeed improving.

The reason why this strange "disease" disappeared after Su Qing'an met him can only be found by looking at the other person.

Su Qing'an remained silent for a while.

In his own view, his current actions are a cruel act Fu Xiuran himself.

Even if he was briefly pulled out of this predicament, the subsequent Honkai would still take Fu Xiuran's life.

Su Qing'an was powerless to do anything about it.

Just as he had thought that day, all he could do was delay Awakened from this dream.

This could be considered a good deed, but Su Qing'an's personality made her unwilling to become the other party's benefactor in such a position.

Even if it's true, the awkward thought still takes root in my mind.

When the other party asked, Su Qing'an couldn't deny it.

"It's me," he said.

"You've fought against Zombie or Honkai Beast before, haven't you? Those are inhuman monsters. Even if a human has the strength to kill them, they don't have the corresponding resistance."

"They contain substances that are terrifyingly toxic to normal humans. You only came into contact with a tiny bit, which is why you were able to live for so long."

Fu Xiuran recalled that pale and ferocious face, and he murmured helplessly:

"A monster? That's truly the only way to describe it."

"You sound very familiar with these things."

Su Qing'an unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his chest pierced by a huge scar. Under the other person's stunned gaze, the young man politely buttoned the shirt back up.

He responded without hesitation:

"I served in an organization for a long time, fighting against this kind of thing. Although I've been forced to retire, I suppose it will continue in the future."

Fu Xiuran stared at Su Qing'an's right hand, which was covered with strange scars resembling tattoos, and finally understood Su Qing'an's abnormality.

He has subtly applied the ability of [hiding] to all aspects of life. Now, as long as Su Qing'an doesn't want to, no one can notice the conspicuous scar on his hand.

This was a subtle improvement Su Qing'an made herself after Fu Hua saw the scar on her arm and reacted.

Even with Fu Xiuran's Mind's Eye observation skills, it was only now, when Su Qing'an no longer wanted to conceal anything, that he could see these symbols that were so different from the everyday.

The boy before him was completely different from the identity and background he had initially imagined...