If You Knew How the Story Ends, Would You Regret It?

After doing all this, he turned around silently, like a ghost, to face Bianca, whose face was full of suspicion.

"Your equipment isn't from Schicksal, nor does it seem to be from Anti-Entropy... And where exactly is this place?"

The man had already looked her up and down while she was speaking, and stood there without making a sound, which was terrifying in the dim night.

He stepped forward, grabbed Bianca under his arm, and before she could react, jumped off the rooftop!

"Ah--"

The intense wind and the feeling of weightlessness accompanied the rapidly approaching ground. Bianca instinctively opened her mouth to scream, but before she could utter a sound, a gloved hand covered her mouth.

"Whoosh!"

The ground rapidly approached and then quickly receded, the deafening sound of wind breaking made her ears ring, and she found herself in a daze, flying through the air like a bird in the middle of the city, the scenery below her flowing by at lightning speed.

Before they could even see the Charge-type Honkai Beast clearly, they had already "collided" with it, and it fell apart and crashed down in an instant.

After landing in an open area, the man put Bianca down. She turned around and realized she wasn't the only one. There were more than ten people there, all of whom must have been survivors the man had rescued.

"Stay here and don't move."

That was the first thing the man said to her. After putting Bianca down, he turned and walked back into the city.

"Wait a minute!" Bianca grabbed his sleeve. "Isn't anyone in charge of getting these people to safety?"

"..."

"Speak up! Are you a silent type?!"

The man turned and silently gazed at Bianca, who met his gaze unflinchingly through her helmet, until...

"Bang!"

The explosion that echoed through the city made Bianca's expression change and made the people around her even more terrified. The man turned to look in the direction of the city; the explosion was very close!

A gigantic, grotesque figure placed its hand on a tall building, dust falling from between its claws. Hot white mist spewed from between its fangs, and the ground trembled as it moved as if an earthquake had struck.

Its orange-yellow eyes, peering through the gaps in its scales, looked in the direction of the crowd.

Bianca's eyesight was better than others; she could clearly see the upper body of a human through the gaps in the teeth of a monster that was taller than a fifty-meter-high building. The monster's equipment... was the same as this man's.

It stuck out its purple tongue and rolled the spilled "snacks" into its mouth.

It seems the reason why no one led them to safety has been found.

Was it just an illusion? Bianca seemed to see the monster's lips curl into a mocking smile after it spotted them.

A sense of dread, like falling into an ice cellar, welled up inside me.

Emperor-class Honkai Beast.

"Take them away."

Before the fear in her heart could ferment, a cold sentence was already thrown out, and then a dark figure strode out from beside her, charging without hesitation towards the roaring monster that was attacking them like a mountain!

"Hey! Are you crazy?!"

Bianca gritted her teeth, staring at the retreating figure that showed not a moment's hesitation, then turned back and waved her small hand at the others. "Come with me!"

As she led the others away from the battlefield, she looked back at the tiny figure dodging the monster's claws. But as if she were seeing things, the claws that she had dodged appeared in the path the man had taken. Caught off guard, he was grazed in the waist and pierced through by the huge impact, crashing into the building!

Bianca couldn't bear to turn back and keep looking. "Damn it!"

Bianca had studied evacuation guidance and did quite well. As she herself said, she was determined to do her best, and even though she was completely unfamiliar with the terrain, she was more professional than others.

After guiding the group to a safer location, Bianca asked anxiously, "Do you know of any nearby shelters?"

The leader nodded vigorously, and she immediately turned around. "You all go and take refuge!"

"Little sister, where are you going?"

"I'm not a little sister, I'm a soldier!"

Bianca ran back in the direction she had come from without hesitation, leaving their calls behind. She wouldn't allow herself to run away, even if it was just a fake simulation.

If she hypnotizes herself into thinking it's okay to run away this time, then there will be a second time; she won't just stand by and watch others fight while she does nothing.

"Bang!"

Before she even stepped into the city, a dark figure crashed into the ground beside her. She was jolted and saw a person covered in tatters, wearing a helmet with half of it broken, getting up.

The man's body was covered in blood, so much of it that it was completely submerged from head to toe, leaving him a bloody mess as if he had been crushed in a shredder.

"Phew... You're back..."

He stared ahead. The monster's abilities were quite unique; it had killed half of the squad. As a new recruit who had been urgently deployed to the battlefield and had not yet been assigned to a team, he received no support and could not even connect to the command post.

"I'm not going to run away! Let's work together to take down that Honkai Beast!" she said to the man, her head held high.

The man seemed somewhat surprised to hear the word "Honkai Beast" from the little girl. He glanced at her through the eyes under his helmet and said, "Run, you'll die."

In the pitch-black night, everything that can be seen is blurry, shrouded in a veil.

Only his black pupils, peeking out from his shattered helmet, seemed to radiate a faint light, allowing one to see through them completely.

"I am a warrior, and I was prepared to die long ago." Bianca's body trembled slightly as she gripped her arm, her eyes resolute. "Since we cannot stand idly by in the face of destruction, we have already decided what kind of people we want to be. Although I don't know who you are, the fact that you are in the database means that you are also a warrior who can be recorded here and make the same decision, right?"

"..."

"Bass!"

The man didn't say a word. He suddenly hugged Bianca, and after a loud tearing sound, Bianca saw blood splattering from his shoulder.

"Cough..." The man coughed up a mouthful of dark red blood clots, having not seen where the attack had come from at all.

Bianca stared blankly at him. The man's eyes remained as cold as a corpse's. He reached out and touched the girl's head with his hand, which was skin and muscle glued together. "I'm not a warrior, just a soldier. The reason I fight is that I don't want to see anyone prepared to die again."

Bianca's breath hitched. She looked up at the stranger as he stood up, facing the mocking, approaching monster.

The moonlight shone behind him, and he sank into the shadows.

"I don't know who you are or why you're here... but I sincerely pray that one day you will no longer need to tell me that you are prepared to die."

"You're right about one thing: we've both decided what kind of people we want to be. So, I hope that when we meet again, you'll have become the person you want to be."

Bianca watched his faltering figure and murmured, "Are you... data?"

"Perhaps so, so let's leave."

The man's words, scattered in the examples of data, dissipate with a single breath.

"Bianca? Bianca? Bianca!"

Bianca jolted awake. She took a few steps back and stared blankly at the serious-looking blond man, who rarely showed such an expression. After clicking a few times on the simulation system, he said to Bianca, "There was an error in the database. I've deleted it. Are you feeling unwell? Are you still conscious?"

"Ah... um."

The bright moonlight outside the window, like the sudden beam of moonlight in the simulation, fell in front of her.

Who is that?

Chapter 58 If you knew how the story would end, would you regret it?

Unbeknownst to them, the bright light pierced through the clouds, and the pale blue sky pressed down on the far horizon, as if the light had taken shape and landed on the shoulders of the worshippers.

Lin leaned against the corner of the open tent. The refreshing scent of earth and dew diluted the strange smell inside the tent. He stretched out his right hand and caught the pale golden beam of light. He looked up and glanced indifferently at the high-hanging crack.

After a while, a figure carrying a basket walked from the distant horizon. She walked across the sunlit path, her face full of surprise, and arrived at the tent. "Oh my, this is..."

Lin raised a finger and put it to his lips, making a shushing gesture.

The maid paused, then lowered her voice. "What happened?"

"... It's nothing." Lin lowered his head, looking over his body, and saw the soft golden hair clinging reluctantly to his left hand, and the tired-looking girl sleeping with her head on his coat.

She didn't get up on time today, after all, she had just fallen asleep half an hour ago.

Rita tilted her head and chuckled softly, "Is this alright?"

"I know what I'm doing." Lin shook his head. "I'll wash today's clothes; you don't need to help us change."

After putting down the ingredients and tea leaves, Rita left again. Lin Mo tried to draw upon the Honkai Energy around him. His mind was a bit chaotic, like a stone being thrown into an ancient well, causing water droplets to fall around the well.

Nothing happened last night—if only that were true.

Bianca's superhuman strength was something he couldn't resist even if he wanted to. Lin could only tell her the fact that his body had no sensation—although he had no sensation, he couldn't control his body's natural reactions. That's why he didn't go all the way until Lin insisted.

Lin hates giving hope that can't be realized, and she also hates making promises that can't be kept.

After understanding his meaning, Bianca also seemed to intend to keep a memento... whether it was for Lin or for herself.

However, although she didn't go all the way to the end, she basically did everything. She went a little further than what was said online, which said that she only rubbed against him without going in. Bianca, like an ordinary girl, left everything else to Lin to lead after she was assertive.

Towards the end, he became a little dizzy and agreed to a whole bunch of things. After all, the main pleasure in that area comes from the brain and nerves, not the organs. In his chaotic memories, mixed with the taste of saliva and alluring blue eyes, it seemed like they had done a lot of messy things...

... and it seems they didn't have much sense of propriety either.

Lin tried his best to put the pleasure of last night out of his mind. He thought of many people, and the guilt that rose in his heart made it impossible for him to concentrate. So he could only stare blankly at the crack in the sky.

The girl, her face flushed with embarrassment, awoke from her deep sleep, realizing she had crossed a line.

"Was last night a dream?"

"It was a dream."

"Liar! Waaah... My mouth and body smell terrible, even my chest... I can't get it clean... Waaah... You big pervert..."

"..."

Lindo wished she had felt as shy as she did now when she pressed her hands against her lower lip with one hand last night.

He squinted as he put vegetables and fruits into the pot, sincerely hoping that Miss Bianca, who was wiping herself in the tent, wouldn't get angry and fly over to punch him in the head.

Bianca's usually confident voice trembled slightly. "Scum Mushroom, I'm not pregnant, am I...?"

Lin sighed, "No, it won't happen."

Is this considered a period of panic? Why didn't Vill-V and Elysia react like this before...?

The rustling sounds inside the tent and the simmering of ingredients in the pot echoed in this brief moment of tranquility.

"Scum Mushroom." Having probably calmed down, Bianca called out to Lin as usual, "Help me wipe my back..."

Lin controlled the heat for a moment, then got up and walked to the front of the tent, lifted a corner, and looked up.

No longer bound by her dazzling blonde hair, the ends of her long hair fell gracefully to the ground. The girl's simple clothes were on her legs, and her smooth shoulders and silky back, faintly visible through her hair, were breathtaking.

The blush on her face, which she dared not turn around to hide, was impossible to conceal; in fact, the flush on the tips of her ears had already given her away.

"... Is everything alright?" Lin said, but still calmly took the towel from her hand, soaked it, and used it to wipe her delicate, work-of-art-like back.

She flinched like a kitten when my finger touched her skin.

"Anyway, I've already seen everything." Bianca was still shy, but she wasn't the type to be coy. "I drooled all night, so I can't be too afraid to use their chopsticks to eat, can I..."

"..."

Neither of them spoke first. They tacitly enjoyed the moment of peace, as if as long as they didn't speak, time would not move forward, and everything would be frozen in the bright sunshine and the fragrance of the earth.

But time doesn't obey anyone's wishes. After a long silence, Bianca whispered, "Scum Mushroom, thank you..."

"What?"

"They responded to me last night."

"..."

Lin didn't speak. He knew what it meant. If he didn't respond to Bianca at all, it meant that he didn't care about her at all, nor about everything that had happened or what she had said. He just wanted to go back to his own time.

A gentle touch swept her long hair across Bianca's shoulder, and her hand was held in another slender hand.

It's hard to believe this is the fist of a warrior who can send mechs and Honkai Beast flying with a single punch. Its knuckles are clearly defined, and its fair, almost translucent skin gleams in the sunlight streaming in.

A soft exterior and a strong interior... is that it?

She gently placed Lin's palm on her cheek, her fingers covering the back of Lin's hand.

"I am a person who..." Lin took a breath, paused, and then continued, "I am a person who is eccentric and does things my own way most of the time."

He puts many things before personal feelings, just as Yan Luo said, wanting to become a true idealist, without any personal feelings, simply using himself as a tool.

But just as Yan Luo had said, every time he took a step forward, someone would pull him back, unable to bear seeing him walk into the abyss.