Bizarre Honkai, a Wife-Chasing Crematorium

MEI lowered her head, her eyes hiding in the dim light, her pupils slightly dim.

Half a month ago, in order to eliminate the First Herrscher... humanity had paid the price of two famous cities to destroy the Herrscher.

She didn't care about the fame of the cities; that was meaningless to humanity now.

What MEI cared about was that there was cutting-edge technology there, and too many advanced weapons and theories had been buried with the cities forever.

It was not that the Fire Moth could not replicate them, but obviously, they no longer had the energy to re-research and replicate them.

The return on a large amount of time, energy, and resources was far from the expenditure.

The destruction caused by the First Herrscher was also perfunctorily explained away by the major mainstream media and the United Government as a particularly large chemical explosion.

This was very normal. Panic would cause social unrest, leading to unstable social structures and slowing down economic development.

War required not only lives, but also money and technology.

The Fire Moth would announce the existence of the Honkai sooner or later, but that had to be based on the situation where it could no longer be concealed and everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

Concealing it in the early stages could maximize the harvest of the economy and guarantee the war expenses for the next few years.

When the time was ripe, they would announce the evil deeds of the Honkai and the Herrschers, and with the promotion of major media, they would arouse people's hatred for the Honkai. The Fire Moth could then get a large number of new combat forces...

In the grief of losing their homes and families, resentment and hatred would make the soldiers fight desperately, unleashing 200% of their strength to curb the destruction caused by the Honkai as much as possible.

Three birds with one stone...

But the world was always fair. If there were vested interests, there must be losers.

It was just that for most people, the lost interest was that one and only, precious life...

If they didn't do this, the Honkai would kill everyone, the ghosts would kill everyone, and the era would still not escape the fate of being destroyed. People would still be the scythe of the god of death.

"How sinful. I've never killed anyone, yet these hands are as dirty as if they had been stretched out from a sea of blood," MEI looked at her flawless white hands and mocked herself.

She showed a fragile expression, her face full of loneliness.

She stood up and looked around.

The room was empty.

Loneliness and solitude instantly flooded her heart, as well as a... strong sense of suffocation.

A few seconds later, MEI's eyes became firm again, completely different from the fragile and vulnerable appearance of the previous second, which would have shattered with a gentle touch.

"Most people are always afraid to take the first step, especially when the first step is humanity and morality. They will hesitate near that blurred line, and even retreat, not daring to face it, choosing to escape."

"Realizing their own weakness, but not fighting against it, but giving up on themselves."

"Once a person is intoxicated by their own weakness, they will always be weak. They will fall on the street, on the ground, and in a place lower than the ground under the watchful eyes of everyone."

"The stone of another mountain can be used to attack jade. I will be the sinner who kills everyone."

"Honkai... ghosts... I can't leave out or ignore either of them."

MEI's voice was as gentle as a breeze, but it revealed a firm determination, a soft but unshakable echo of the times.

"Alright, the first step to becoming a sinner is—to sleep!!"

MEI returned to the Fire Moth and immediately jumped onto her bed. She had been sleeping on the sofa in the laboratory for the past few days.

Sometimes she was so tired that she would fall asleep leaning on the table.

Today, she finally had a chance to lie in bed and sleep comfortably. She cherished it, took off her heavy lab coat, and emptied her mind.

"..."

"..."

"..."

At night, the room was silent.

MEI had a dream, a dream she had had many times before.

In the dream, she seemed to have another identity, in a different era. The laboratory became an ordinary apartment, and she even cooked in person.

Alright, this was even more absurd than the dream itself.

Strangely, there was a boy who could eat all the food she made, and then looked up at her and smiled foolishly.

Of course, the final result was that he fainted, as expected.

After all... MEI had also tasted the food she had made with her own hands.

It was hard to imagine that a dish made with top-quality ingredients and strictly following the recipe would taste like the slop from the sewer, and even worse...

Today's dream was a little different. The scene was no longer a warm daily life, nor was she dealing with supernatural events with the boy in the dream.

In the dream, that boy was choking her neck. With just a little force, he could easily break her fragile neck, but he didn't.

It seemed to be a fierce act, but it was quite ridiculous. His hands were just on her neck, and then they kept trembling slightly.

"Why! Why did you do this! I treated you as my closest family!"

The man in the dream shouted at her, his emotions almost out of control.

How strange... she remembered that the other party would not be so easily emotional. His emotions were already much more indifferent in his state of one death. Why could he still shout so heartbreakingly?

"Family... you treat me as family, but I have never treated you as family, '▇▇'... from beginning to end, I have never seen you as family..."

In the dream, facing the boy on the verge of collapse, she coldly said these words to him.

She grabbed the other party's wrist with one hand and ruthlessly threw it aside.

How painful... how painful...

Why did she say such a thing? He would be very sad...

She was stunned on the spot, but after thinking about it, she thought she should still say it. It seemed that only in this way could she have a chance to proceed with the next plan.

And this statement was actually not a lie. She had never treated the other party as family.

But a... more "real" relationship, a relationship that was much, much heavier than the word family...

In a daze, she heard the sound of something breaking.

She had personally pushed away the boy she cared about so much in front of her, and had not tried to keep him when he left.

Blood dripped from between her fingers. The other party did not look back and fled from this home. The moment he left, she saw that boy who would rather die than cry, tears uncontrollably squeezing out from the corners of his eyes.

"..."

"..."

"Farewell forever..."

She stood at the door woodenly, like a dumb fool, watching the boy's departing figure, like a rotten dead tree without life, with only a few withered branches and leaves still hanging precariously on the branches.

She knew very well that she was about to reach the end.

"Farewell forever..."

Farewell forever was not repeated. The last sentence was said with her whole body trembling uncontrollably, her bones wailing, her heart trembling, her head filled with sorrow and loneliness, yet she still endured the grievance and said with a smile as bright as a flower—

"I love you."

Death is not the end of love, not loving is.

And the path she was going to take was endless.

"Hah... hah...!"

MEI suddenly sat up, her right hand on her forehead.

"Mmm... I had a dream again. It's that familiar dream. What happened in the dream?" MEI whispered softly and shook her head, "I can't remember. It's probably just a few scattered memories from the pollution that judged me to be the owner of the memories."

Contact with the Bizarre would definitely be polluted. It was just that most people would not live to the day when the pollution accumulated and they became ghosts.

If one was constantly polluted, their thoughts and consciousness would be constantly twisted, until they became a ghost that strictly followed rules.

But this was nothing to MEI. She had never planned to live to the next civilization.

"My eyes are sore. I've been using my eyes too much recently. I'll go find some medicine to remedy it," MEI rubbed her eyes, but gradually, the more she rubbed, the more she found that something was wrong.

The corners of her eyes were full of wet tears, flowing from her eyes, leaving two exquisite tear marks on her cheeks.

Itchy...

Recalling the scene in the dream, but she couldn't remember anything. The feeling was still there, but the rest had not stayed.

"It seems to be a bad dream..."

In a corner of the classroom was a large blackboard, on which was written all the content explained by the teacher. The sunlight from outside the window shone on the floor, on the workbook full of red checkmarks.

Rin sat by the window, with one hand on the desk, her gaze fixed on the people moving freely outside the window.

The other hand was tightly pressing her stomach, trying her best not to let it make an embarrassing sound.

As soon as it was morning, she had quickly fled that home with her sister.

Thinking of how the other party had been staring at them like a robot at all times in the morning, Rin felt a wave of fear.

For some reason, she always felt that she had been targeted, but the other party did not urge her as oppressively as last night, as if they had given up the "hunt" and chosen to "observe"...

Rumble...

As soon as her stomach rumbled, Rin immediately pressed it hard, pretending to be nonchalantly looking at the scenery outside the window.

But Sakura was not so sharp. The good girl Sakura listened to the teacher's lecture seriously, without any ulterior motives.

The moment her stomach rumbled, she was completely stunned. When she came back to her senses, she found that the surrounding students were covering their mouths and snickering. Even the teacher paused, coughed twice, and then continued to teach.

Sakura was stunned like a wooden chicken, at a loss. She lowered her head and felt her face burning. Her ten fingers didn't know where to put, so she could only rub them against each other.

The embarrassing situation did not last long. The person who appeared outside the door broke the awkwardness.

"Teacher Qin, come out for a moment. The principal has something to see you about. By the way, also call Sakura and Rin from your class to the principal's office."

The grade director stood at the door and shouted.

The teacher on the podium was stunned for a moment. What was so important that it had to interrupt her class? In her impression, the principal was a very easygoing person, and he would not ask a teacher to leave the classroom to handle something unless it was particularly important.

After a brief thought, she casually asked in a low voice, "Did Sakura and Rin do something wrong?"

The director shook his head, looked back, and after confirming that there was no one behind him, he approached the other party and reminded them in a low voice, "I'm not too sure, but it seems that a very important person from above has come and asked to take them away. You should be careful with your words when you go."

With that, he hurried away.

"Sakura, Rin, come out with the teacher for a moment."

"..." Sakura and Rin looked at each other, left their seats, and followed behind the teacher.

The three of them soon arrived at the principal's office. What came into view was an extremely elegant woman.

In the office, which was full of people in modern clothes, a long robe in an ancient style was particularly eye-catching.

"Sister Beichen?"

Rin immediately recognized the person in front of her and pulled her sister Sakura from behind the teacher to Beichen's side.

In the office, the teacher and the leader looked at each other tacitly. After some perfunctory social exchange, Beichen showed an impatient expression.

"I'm taking them with me."

As her voice fell, Beichen took Sakura and Rin and left the principal's office and the school.

Throughout the process, no one had any objections, including Sakura and Rin.

Although Sakura and Rin were puzzled, they still quietly stayed by Beichen's side and were two obedient children.

After all... if it weren't for Beichen's reminder last night, they would probably have died long ago. What's more, they had no room to refute.

"Let's eat first."

Beichen took Sakura and Rin to a buffet restaurant. After paying the bill, she chose a less conspicuous seat.

Because it was not yet mealtime, there were very few people in the restaurant. The food had just been served and was still fresh.

However, Sakura and Rin sat opposite Beichen without moving, as nervous as two caught little white rabbits.

Beichen placed her hand on the table and gently tapped the tabletop with her index finger.

Facing Sakura and Rin, she obviously could not be as patient and gentle as she was with Li Mo.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and her tone became heavy.

"I said, you can eat first. You don't need to pay for it. From today on, wherever I go, you go."

"Okay, okay! Sister, let's go choose our food." Rin immediately got up when she sensed that Beichen was angry, and pulled Sakura to get the food.

In the process of choosing the food, Rin kept thinking about what Beichen had just said.

From today on, wherever Sister Beichen went, they had to follow.

Did this sentence mean... that she and her sister had been adopted? But were there any legal means?

No... even the principal had to look at Sister Beichen's face. Social rules were flexible.

The confirmation of the Impostor showed that there were indeed things in this world that were beyond everyone's cognition. And for a mysterious person like Sister Beichen, her social status was only high, not low. It was not a problem to forcibly take away two children.

As she thought, Rin subconsciously looked up at Sakura.

Sakura's mouth could not hold back a smile, which made Rin very surprised. Did her sister also understand this, that they didn't have to go back to live a hard life?

Sakura: "Hehehe... Rin, there are so many small cakes here. They look so delicious."

Rin: "..."

Alright, she had overestimated her sister's thinking. That was right. After all, her sister was only eleven years old now. She didn't have much contact with the internet, and her thoughts were still very simple...

Back at the dining table, Beichen looked at the two of them.

In front of Rin and Sakura were all kinds of dishes, but in front of Beichen, there was nothing.

Rin thought for a moment, did not immediately start eating, but turned to ask, "Sister Beichen, aren't you going to eat something?"

Beichen calmly replied, "I don't need to eat."

Rin: "Does Sister Beichen mean that she has already eaten?"

Beichen: "No need, I don't need to eat."