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Go to sleep?
After hearing Kiana's words, Bronya had an epiphany.
That's right! How could she have forgotten?
They had met in her dreams before.
Bronya was so desperate to see her husband that she hadn't slept at all the previous night, instead staying up to study Mobius's manual and attempting to "refine" the Core of Reason.
Now, she had faint dark circles under her eyes, and her face was visibly haggard.
"Is the method that person left behind really reliable?" Kiana muttered. She always felt that Mobius was not a good person.
Kiana made up her mind. Tonight, when she went to Ye Feng's world, she would definitely get a good measure of Mobius's true depth.
"It should be fine. Bronya can use the Core of Reason to verify all the knowledge within it. It's just…"
"Just what?"
Bronya tilted her head. "It feels a little unnatural. The core is very… 'orderly,' as if it were artificially tuned."
Kiana lowered her head and murmured to herself, "Can Mobius really do something like that?"
She had heard that the body of the Previous Era's Herrscher of Reason had fallen into Mobius's hands.
And the body of the Herrscher of the Void…
At this thought, Kiana couldn't help but shiver.
Thinking about it carefully, that Mobius woman conducted human experiments, fiddling with all sorts of unnerving materials in a cold laboratory all day long.
She was the very definition of a crazed, evil scientist…
Kiana subconsciously glanced over her shoulder, feeling as if a pair of giant serpentine eyes were spying on her from the darkness.
As she thought, that Mobius person was very dangerous.
She hadn't felt it before in Ye Feng's world, but upon careful consideration, if Mobius were to suddenly appear in her own world… it did seem like she would exude a little bit of pressure.
But not much!
Kiana touched her lower abdomen. A warm current surged from it, and she was instantly filled with a sense of security.
"Hmph, there's nothing to be afraid of at all!" Chong Chong raised her fist.
"Kiana?"
Bronya looked at her, confused.
What's wrong with her all of a sudden? What are you afraid of?
Could it be that the idiot Kiana is telling a joke to lighten the atmosphere?
That's right, Bronya can't continue on like this.
She had indeed made Mei and Kiana worry these past few days.
And so, Bronya looked at her with gentle eyes.
Kiana: "?"
What's with that look, as if you're looking at an idiot?
And… why does that gentle gaze seem so familiar?
I remember now. Yes, it's just like how that dog-bastard Ye Feng looks.
Bronya floated up and patted Kiana's head. "Bronya is fine."
Kiana froze for a second, subconsciously squeezing her legs together. "Bronya, don't look at me like that. It reminds me of… well, bad memories."
"?"
"N-Nothing! Anyway, just get a good night's sleep. Maybe you'll go straight in."
"Mm."
Bronya nodded.
However, this time, her sleep did not lead her to Ye Feng, but instead into the "300,000 Thoughts."
…
…
"Good evening, Master. Here, please have a cup of hot tea."
Ye Feng smilingly presented a cup, from which steam curled in the winter air.
Jingliu glanced down and saw that it was, indeed, just ordinary green tea.
The liquid was clear. The tea leaves at the bottom of the cup had unfurled completely, uniform in color and shape. The leaf base was tender, green, and soft, with no impurities.
It's really just tea?
Jingliu was slightly surprised. After all, this rebellious disciple of hers had fed her many different "snacks."
For him to act so normal now actually put Jingliu on high alert.
For example, Xianzhou specialties like Hot Floating Goat Milk and Qiongshi Bird Skewers, as well as exotic delicacies like a Saucy Big Hot Dog and a Cream-Filled Sandwich.
"What trick are you planning now?"
The moon-like female swordmaster's eyes were covered by a black cloth. Her robes fluttered around her, giving her a cold and transcendent air. Her perfectly round, jade-like legs were long and fair.
Jingliu stood coolly where she was, looking faintly at her rebellious disciple.
"What a thing to say. What bad intentions could I possibly have? I just want to savor my dear Master, that's all."
"…"
"Hmm, that resistant expression on your face truly saddens me. But please, rest assured, I will not force you today, Master. I just feel that you must be tired from your long journey and wanted to reward you. By the way, would you like a massage service?"
"!!"
Jingliu's expression changed instantly, and her shoulders trembled slightly.
The last "massage service" had made her legs shake uncontrollably. Even after returning to reality, she had experienced a "phantom pleasure" that made it hard to stand steadily.
Yes, it wasn't pain, but pleasure—extreme pleasure.
But Jingliu would rather endure the torments of hell than feel pleasure at Ye Feng's hands.
For the proud and peerless female swordmaster, it was the ultimate humiliation.
"Hm? Master seems quite excited. Are you that eager?"
"No. I don't need it. Don't you come over here."
Jingliu fired off three refusals in one breath.
"Sigh, alright then," Ye Feng said with deep regret. "Let's just drink tea."
Ye Feng poured himself a cup of tea and took a light sip.
Seeing this, Jingliu also picked up her cup and took a small sip.
The tea moistened her cherry lips, making them appear even more glistening and translucent.
"Is Master already at the Herta Space Station?"
"I arrived an hour ago."
Jingliu's ice-crystal-like hair cascaded down her back like flowing moonlight.
She sat primly, the skin of her exposed thighs taut and smooth, like ivory.
The female swordmaster said coolly, "Will being at the Herta Space Station truly speed up the progress of Baiheng's revival?"
"Of course."
Ye Feng smiled. "When Master goes to the space station, I will be very happy. When I am happy, I will pay special attention to Baiheng. And if I am paying attention to Baiheng's situation, isn't that speeding up the progress?"
"That is also true."
Jingliu's tone was calm, devoid of joy or sorrow, as she coolly stated the facts.
"Master sees the facts so clearly."
Ye Feng smiled. "I was busy before and didn't pay attention. Master, who is the current station master?"
"Asta."
"Mm, as long as it's her, that's good."
In the games, the timeline of Star Rail is set long after A Post-Honkai Odyssey's 2029.
However, Fu Xuan had said that "the Trailblaze train has already set off," and he could even see videos of Robin's concert.
It seemed that in this current reality, the timelines of Honkai Impact and Star Rail were not that far apart.
Looks like he wouldn't have to wait long before he could throw a party in the train's parlor car.
Yay!
Still, it seemed Old Yang hadn't gotten on the train.
But then again, why did Old Yang have to be on the train?
He wasn't a cute girl.
Ye Feng mulled it over for a split second before tossing the question to the back of his mind.
What he needed to consider carefully was how to set up the "party car."
Auntie Himeko. The Star Rail Auntie Himeko was much sexier and had no tragic backstory.
And Little March was great, too.
Ye Feng's feelings towards Little March were just like his initial feelings for Kiana: nothing at all.
But now, he felt that Little March… was also quite lewd.