"?????"
Lin Mo looked at the suddenly appearing panel and text, his face full of question marks.
What the heck?
Belobog?
The text on the blue virtual panel continued to scroll.
[Amber Era 2158, twenty-five years before the current epoch, the Silvermane Guards originally sent you to an orphanage, but because you were precocious and displayed brilliant ideas, relying on solid knowledge and cuteness, you successfully remained with the Silvermane Guards. Even in times of scarce resources, most Silvermane Guards would choose to share their food with you. You safely received the necessary nutrition, and your athletic ability far surpassed that of children your age. Knowing your destiny, you possessed the confidence and courage to resist. You sought guidance from the Silvermane Guards, striving to build a strong foundation from a young age.]
[Amber Era 2158, twenty years before the current epoch, as the Silvermane Guards faced increasing difficulties, they did not keep idlers. Since you chose to remain with the Silvermane Guards, as a ten-year-old, you also needed to choose to patrol. Fortunately, the patrol area was near the Belobog city walls. Through this, you met a Silvermane Guard named Gepard and asked him about the power of Paths. Gepard told you that Paths are not entered lightly; only with enough conviction to protect can one step onto them. Are you truly willing to protect the people of Belobog?]
[Amber Era 2158, seventeen years before the current epoch, to better step onto the Path of Preservation, you chose to lead by example, charging to the front lines in every battle. Protecting the Silvermane Guards also became your goal. Yet, even after years of hard work, you were covered in injuries and still hadn't stepped onto the Path of Preservation. You went to Gepard with a puzzled expression. Gepard merely told you to persevere, saying you hadn't yet understood the meaning of Preservation. Gepard took you to meet his sister, and you met Serval. At this time, Serval had just graduated with her doctorate and needed an assistant. She clearly stated that you were not suited for the Path of Preservation, nor were you suited to be a Silvermane Guard, but she could teach you repair skills, ensuring you wouldn't starve in the future and would have a greater chance of stepping onto a Path than by being a Silvermane Guard. You chose to stay to pursue a Path.]
[Amber Era 2158, fourteen years before the current epoch, after three years in the workshop under Serval's tutelage, your work hours were almost entirely spent repairing and modifying various musical instruments. You became highly skilled with all kinds of instruments, and your talent earned Serval's endless praise. Yet, you still hadn't stepped onto a Path. You asked Serval, and she countered, asking if you had ever thought about what you truly wanted. She said if you didn't figure it out, you would never step onto a Path. You fell into confusion.]
[Amber Era 2158, twelve years before the current epoch, the Supreme Guardian Cocolia prepared to call up all the troops from the Underworld for a major offensive. Cocolia and Serval had a complete falling out. Serval told you that the Underworld was about to be sealed off, and the Overworld would not be peaceful. Retired Silvermane Guards would be recalled, and even conscription would occur. The Underworld would be much more stable, but it would face hard times, possibly never being able to return to the Overworld. If you chose to stay in the Overworld, you would inevitably be conscripted. If you stayed in the Underworld, she would introduce you to Natasha, a Pathstrider who graduated from medical school, who would teach you in the Underworld. If possible, you might step onto the Path of Abundance, a Path far more meaningful than hers. You did not hesitate for a moment, resolutely choosing to go to the Underworld. But before you left, Serval asked you the same question again: Have you ever thought about what you truly want?]
[Amber Era 2158, ten years before the current epoch, after meeting Natasha, Natasha used the power of the Path of Abundance to treat you. Unfortunately, your body had accumulated too many problems from early years, and much of your potential had already been depleted. Natasha could only treat what she could, and at the same time, she diligently taught you how to be a doctor, occasionally demonstrating the power of the Path of Abundance. You studied diligently, but even after four years of study, you hadn't gotten started.]
[Amber Era 2158, six years before the current epoch, due to the fall of Rivet Town, a large number of refugees appeared, and the Wildfire organization emerged. As Natasha's assistant, to better step onto the Path of Preservation or the Path of Abundance, you directly chose to go and treat more refugees, helping the Wildfire organization. But after several years, you still hadn't stepped onto any Path, and you ended up in a sorry state, your body's decline worsening. Even with Natasha occasionally using the power of the Path of Abundance to regulate your body, you felt your energy was far less than before.]
[Amber Era 2158, one year before the current epoch, after nine full years without stepping onto a Path, you found Natasha and asked if there was truly still hope of stepping onto a Path in this lifetime. Natasha said yes, but as a short-lived species, half of your life was already gone, and your body had deteriorated significantly. Even if you stepped onto a Path, your remaining time would not be long, and you would only be an ordinary Pathstrider. Trapped in the Underworld, you also couldn't return to the Overworld. Natasha asked you the exact same question as Serval: Have you ever thought about what you truly want?]
[Hearing Natasha's words, the thirty-year-old you walked out of the clinic disheartened, your mind replaying everything you had experienced since transmigrating: from the Belobog Overworld to the Underworld, from struggling to survive to striving to step onto a Path. Despite putting in ten times the effort, you couldn't step onto one, and your body was worn out. You couldn't help but wonder if it would have been better if you hadn't chosen to come to the Underworld and had stayed in the Overworld instead?]
[Host, Lin Mo, Honkai: Star Rail Counterattack System loaded.]
[Do you... have the courage...]
[At this age of no doubt... to begin... a life of counterattack?]
Lin Mo: "?????"
Lin Mo's eyes went wide as he read these lines of text.
What the heck?
His thirty-year-old self?
Honkai: Star Rail Counterattack System?
"I'm in Teyvat, not Honkai: Star Rail!!"
Oh my god, can systems even go to the wrong place?
Looking at the line of text on the panel: Do you... have the courage... at this age of no doubt... to begin... a life of counterattack?
In an instant, "Yes" and "No" appeared in Lin Mo's mind.
"Is there a customer service?"
After a moment of silence, Lin Mo slowly said, "I'm in Teyvat, not Honkai: Star Rail."
[Honkai: Star Rail World]
As his words fell, four characters immediately appeared on the panel.
Lin Mo: "..."
"Then how old do you think I am?"
Lin Mo felt exhausted and asked again.
[Thirty years old]
Lin Mo: "..."
Damn it.
Scanning his surroundings, Lin Mo felt a toothache.
This idiotic system was simply incredible.
"Fine, since you're here, I want to see how you'll help me counterattack in Teyvat."
Lin Mo, with a speechless expression, chose "Yes."
In an instant, the panel vanished.
In its place, a surge of memories flooded into Lin Mo's mind.
In an instant, Lin Mo felt that experiences related to medical skills, Silvermane Guards' combat techniques, and previous training instantly merged into his mind.
"It's not without benefits, after all."
Feeling the changes in his own strengthened power, Lin Mo suddenly narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to look at his palm.
There were no rough marks, but he could feel that his body had gained a lot of practiced training experience, including some grappling and killing techniques.
It could be said that the moment he chose "Yes," he received thirty years of physical experience from Honkai: Star Rail.
"Now, these wolves are no match at all."
The next second, Lin Mo looked at the pack of wolves and Hilichurls still not far away, and instantly felt that these wolves were no longer a threat.
Compared to the powerful creatures outside Belobog, this group of wolves and Hilichurls were child's play.
Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Mo walked over.
He only felt terrifyingly strong now.
"Roar."
As Lin Mo approached, the Hilichurls and the wolf pack instantly discovered him, and their eyes turned savage as they scattered and surrounded him.
Seeing this, Lin Mo placed his hand on the sword at his waist.
"Tap, tap, tap."
Just then, a small red figure ran out of the forest.
Crisp footsteps accompanied a slightly childish voice: "Eh?"
A cute little loli was seen with a somewhat bulky backpack on her back, and several strange bells hung from the bag, jingling as she ran.
She stopped, panting, her small face slightly flushed from the rapid run.
Lin Mo's eyelids suddenly twitched.
Isn't that Klee?
The wolves and Hilichurls seemed to suddenly catch the scent of new prey, their gazes uniformly drawn to her.
They growled, and without prior arrangement, they abandoned Lin Mo, who was already surrounded, and instead targeted Klee in red.
Several wolves bared their stark white fangs, their bodies low, slowly approaching her.
The Hilichurls also made strange grunting noises, raising the crude weapons in their hands.
However, there was no fear in Klee's bright, sparkling eyes; instead, they were filled with worry.
"Not enough bombs."
Looking at the surrounding wolves and Hilichurls, Klee glanced at her backpack, her expression a bit troubled.
"Eh? Big brother, you should leave quickly."
Suddenly, Klee spotted Lin Mo and immediately said, "You don't have to worry about Klee."
Lin Mo naturally believed Klee's words.
Not only did she possess a Pyro Vision, but she also carried bombs. However, he had also heard Klee's mumble.
Just then, a blue screen suddenly appeared.
Along with it were lines of text.
[You, having walked out of Rivet Town, suddenly see a beautiful white-haired girl in red, barefoot in the snow not far away. You recognize her as Clara, the wandering girl who lives with machines. At this moment, she is surrounded by Wanderer while collecting mechanical parts. You choose...]
[Option One: Ignore her. As a girl from the mechanical settlement, Clara might have self-destructing automatons coming to her aid at any moment. There's no need for you to worry; anything you do would be meaningless and put yourself in danger (Reward: Clara's Red Coat, a coat imbued with the Power of the Path. Perhaps wearing it constantly will give you a chance to embark on the Path).]
[Option Two: Draw your sword to help. How dare mere Wanderer bully a barefoot little girl? You, who cooperated to establish Wildfire, despise such bullies. Such Wanderer deserve a heavy blow; scum don't deserve to live in this world (Reward: Automaton Battlehound 1.0, an automatic machine unit pieced together from old-world technology, shaped like a certain vehicle, though people seem to have long forgotten its purpose as a vehicle. It can obey its master's commands and is always ready to self-destruct).]
[Option Three: Clean them up casually. You've accumulated too much stress recently and are looking for an opportunity to stretch your muscles. These Wanderer have actually walked right into your trap, and they come with a grateful little girl like Clara, allowing you to gain the friendship of the mechanical settlement—what a bargain! You calmly draw your weapon: "Killing two birds with one stone? No, two gains with one sword!" (Reward: Clara's Power of the Path branch skill — [I Want to Help Too], which can be used to imbue any item with the Power of Destruction at any time, enhancing the item's original power).]