I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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"Uh-huh!"

Jingling nodded vigorously, her pretty face full of mischievousness.

"Over there."

"Little one, come here, let your big sister give you a hug~"

She raised her delicate hand, which resembled a piece of the purest jade, and gently grasped it in the distance, her movements as tender as if she were holding a baby.

Silverwing looked in the direction her hand was grasping, but only saw a blank space and sensed nothing.

"What have you found?"

She pressed for more information out of curiosity.

"Master~ It's a newly born consciousness, a tiny little thing that just popped up."

"New consciousness?"

Silverwing blinked, somewhat surprised, yet intrigued.

How could consciousness be generated in this godforsaken place?

"That's right, it's a completely blank slate consciousness. It doesn't even have a concept of things yet. It's very ignorant, and only a little... well... very primitive instincts are driving it."

That extremely faint, almost nonexistent consciousness seemed to finally be captured by Jingling's thoughts and slowly floated into her soft palm.

With the touch of the spirit bell, the nascent, weak consciousness barely revealed a basic form in this space of consciousness, allowing Silverwing to see it.

A small, colorless ball of light.

It was precisely because it was so small that Silverwing could not detect it.

That pure colorless state also represents that it has not yet formed any thought fluctuations.

Only a fusion of Jingling, Jingwei, and Ling—a divine entity on the consciousness side—could discover such an inconspicuous newborn.

Even if it were replaced by a Herald of Consciousness, or a Lesser Knowing, it wouldn't work.

"instinct?"

The interest in Pinky's silver eyes grew even stronger, and Silverwing seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lighting up with delight: "What instinct?"

Upon hearing Silverwing's question, Jingling's expression became subtle.

"erosion……"

"This little guy was just trying to harass us."

"Wow~"

Silverwing smiled.

"It should get along very well with Yanqing."

Yanqing only attacked Yunshang Wuxiao.

This little guy is about to erode his own multiple CPUs from the moment he was born. He is one of the strictest mothers of the Honkai Will and the Memoirs. This is no longer the fearlessness of a newborn calf.

It is so naive that it doesn't even have the concept of fear or dread.

At this moment, only one consciousness can be born here.

"The new Herrscher of Corruption."

In a flash, the answer appeared in Silverwing's mind.

She also remembered that in the original timeline, the Herrscher of Corruption was originally born in this pure white consciousness space, when Mei met the Honkai consciousness.

He then possessed Mei's body, and was then taken by Mei into the network of the Paradise of the Past and the Real World.

Now, I've actually run into it myself!

"Hahahaha~"

Holding the colorless sphere of consciousness in his hands, Silverwing let out a maniacal, ecstatic, and demonic laugh, like fireworks.

The unrestrained joy even tinged the colorless sphere with a touch of whimsical merriment, a dramatic and ever-changing spiritual radiance, draped in vibrant colors.

Jingling shuddered twice, rolled her cute dead fish eyes, and complained helplessly.

"Master, what mischief are you up to now?"

"What do you mean by 'bad thing'? Ah Ling, that's a stereotype! Have I ever done anything bad?"

Silverwing gradually suppressed his smile, his face now filled with righteous indignation.

"How can nurturing and cultivating future generations who inherit the spirit of heroes be considered a bad thing?"

Silverwing lowered its head, gazing at the colorless ball of light in its hands, a pleased smile curving its lips.

"You're right, aren't you, little one?"

"Master, tone it down a bit. This is a new account, don't cause trouble."

Jingling took the colorless ball of light from Yinyi's hand and wiped away the colorful hue within it. It wouldn't do for her to be turned into a madman by the Masked Fool right after birth.

"Let's go."

Silverwing couldn't wait to start his training program, radiating an excited and eager spirit.

"By the way, you should be able to take it with you and leave this place, right?"

"Yes, that's fine."

Jingling kneaded the colorless ball of light with her fingers.

"However, it is too fragile and needs a container that can hold and fix its consciousness."

What are the requirements for the container?

"Nothing too special is needed."

Jingling explained.

"All you need is a certain amount of Honkai energy."

"understood."

Leaving that pure white space of consciousness, Silverwing's consciousness returned to the outside world.

At this moment, she is in her pseudo-Herrscher of Reason form, wearing a blue fairytale princess dress, with her slender, fair legs encased in pure white stockings.

The moment consciousness returns, the power of reason is activated.

The target is the vast imaginary energy and Honkai energy that surged like wild horses after the fall of the false god and the collapse of space.

Reproduction.

structure.

An invisible hand of power captures, guides, and gathers energy, like rivers flowing into the sea, quickly solidifying and shaping it.

I molded it into a familiar silver wing, a Rubik's Cube crystal that had recently been polished to a shine by the dome.

Its appearance is modeled after its own Digimon, a purplish-red Rubik's Cube.

The core is suspended in mid-air, waiting for something.

Jingling, emerging from the pure white space, carefully and gently placed the pure, colorless sphere of consciousness into the hollow center of the purplish-red Rubik's Cube.

hum.

Light it up.

That pure radiance settled steadily at the core of the Rubik's Cube, emitting a soft and mysterious glow that complemented the purplish-red crystal, like a living heart slowly pulsating.

"Perfect!"

"Silverwing!"

The group, who were initially panicked and nervous when they came out of the False God Space and found that the silver-haired girl was missing, rushed over to her the moment they saw Silverwing appear, asking her with concern.

Where did you go just now?

"We were terrified!"

"what is this?"

Everyone noticed the purplish-red Rubik's Cube in the girl's hand.

"I'm fine, I just went to deliver a baby."

Silverwing smiled and shook his head; his long silver hair exuded an air of elegance.

"Oh, this is Alicia and my daughter."

Kiana: "!!!"

Meiyi: "???"

Wendy and Anna: "!!??"

The crowd erupted.

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"What?!"

Boom!

A bolt of lightning struck from a clear sky, hitting Qi Maomao and petrifying her. She staggered back two steps and even blurted out Far Eastern dialect.

"You and..."

Staring in disbelief.

"...Alicia's daughter?"

A sense of frustration instantly welled up inside me.

While she was still struggling on the track competing with her opponents, the other team had already taken the trophy home and polished it until it was patina-covered, and even posted a family photo on their social media to show off.

Have we already...lost?

Kiana's eyes were vacant, her soul seemed to be drifting away from the top of her head, leaving only an empty shell bewildered in the wind.

Mei looked at Kiana's thunderstruck and utterly bewildered expression and shook her head helplessly, rubbing her forehead.

This silly girl... she couldn't actually believe it, could she?

How can two girls have a baby?

Although it's not impossible to do it with technology if you really want to.

But Alicia is a memory entity. Even if she can move around in the outside world through Jizo Mitama, she is essentially a memory entity composed of data.

How could she possibly have a baby?

"Clam?"

Xiao Shi's expression was particularly interesting:

"What kind of bastard are you talking about?"

It highlights the innocent and uninhibited nature of children's words.

After a brief moment of bewilderment, Wendy and Durandal were left speechless, both amused and exasperated.

Although I'm used to Silverwing's unreliable personality, every time he opens his mouth, he can still fry people until they're crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Why do I feel a sense of familiarity with it, like..."

Her icy blue and pale purple outfit made her skin look even whiter than snow, and her long, chestnut-colored hair flowed smoothly over her shoulders.

Anna frowned, her pink eyes fixed on the crimson Rubik's Cube held in Silverwing's hand, and gradually widened.

"The Lawyer?"

"Miss Anna, you're saying that's a Herrscher?"

Rita, who was standing gracefully to the side with her gray-gold bangs covering half of her face, raised her eyes upon hearing this.

Of the combatants present, only she and Lady Durandal were not Herrschers, and S-rank Valkyries need to be further divided into ordinary S-rank and Durandal-rank.