"Your feet are so pretty. Let me touch them."
Fallen Rosemary: ???
Then she heard some more strange words.
"Void Archives... transform for me right now!"
"Kiana, Rita, Bronya, Anna, transform one by one!"
"Right, transform into Sister Irene first so I can hug her. The one that looks like Rita with long hair."
"Hehe, that's what you get for craving my body."
Otto had a wonderful dream. He dreamed of returning to his original world, with Sister Irene following him there.
Sister Irene, Kiana, Anna, Bronya, Amber, Rita, Void Archives, Fu Hua.
Every girl he knew appeared in this dream.
Even the hazy-looking little sister Seele was present. For some reason, Otto also saw that pink-haired brat from the orphanage.
This dream burned with passion.
Waking up, he sat up and stretched. He only realized he was still trapped in this world when his hand knocked against the igloo ceiling.
That was just a dream.
But that did not mean it would never become reality.
Pressing his forehead, Otto looked at the sleeping beauty beside him.
Sister Irene slept soundly with her back to him, letting out steady, even breaths.
He watched the girl's profile. Nothing memorable had happened last night, but Otto felt no regret, as he only built the snow house to get closer to a girl he liked.
His mind harbored no bad intentions.
Crawling out of the snow house, he noticed the bright sky. Otto did not disturb Irene, choosing to let her sleep a little longer.
Stretching in the open space swept away his initial fatigue. Looking at the spot where the Palace of Ice once stood, Otto shook his head.
As long as Anna from his own world was fine, that was enough. He had finally walked out of the gloom.
What should he do next?
He would ask Sister Irene when she woke up.
Otto did not understand this world. Everything remained completely unknown. Furthermore, "he" also existed in this world, and Otto did not think he could outplay that old fox.
Stretching his body, Otto leaned against the igloo. Irene waking up would alert him from this position.
He raised his hand, bringing a Chat Group panel up in front of his eyes.
Void Archives had fallen into a deep slumber, but that did not mean Otto could not use Void Archives.
However, he had never used it in front of Sister Irene. Even family members kept secrets from each other, and Sister Irene had not yet become his family.
Looking at the Chat Group panel, the name [Seven Punches Through the Sea of Quanta] appeared dim. Initiating a window nudge was necessary for the other party to receive anything.
His current location was the Sea of Quanta, and Seele was also in the Sea of Quanta. Could he use this to find Seele?
Thinking it over, Otto refrained from clicking that dim name. Giving someone hope without being able to rescue her would be even worse.
He was trapped in this world right now anyway, so it was better not to let anyone rejoice for nothing.
Giving it some thought, Seele probably could not help with his current situation.
Waiting until he could leave this world before going to find her would be for the best.
So Otto clicked the plus sign below [Adolescent Lord Overseer] and [Seven Punches Through the Sea of Quanta]. It was time for the Chat Group to get some fresh blood!
"Ding."
Otto provided this sound effect himself. Another name appeared on the list that originally only had two names.
[Super Lobster Doctor]
Lobster?
Otto knew what a lobster was. He had never eaten one, but he knew it was a type of ingredient that supposedly tasted very good.
And a super lobster should be even more delicious than a normal lobster.
So was this a doctor who specialized in studying super lobsters? Or was it a super lobster that had turned into a doctor?
A person's information could roughly be determined from their Chat Group name, Otto realized. For example, his own [Adolescent Lord Overseer] meant he was currently in his adolescence.
Then what did little sister Seele's [Seven Punches Through the Sea of Quanta] mean?
Otto certainly did not think this was meant literally.
Moving his fingers slightly, Otto quickly sent a message.
[Adolescent Lord Overseer]: Hello.
It was a very suitable opening remark.
But after a while, the other party gave no response. Did they not receive it?
Otto subconsciously tapped the name [Super Lobster Doctor] again. He did not know that in a distant place, a red-haired girl soaking in a bathtub was staring in bewilderment at the Chat Group panel appearing before her.
The girl's name was Frederica Nikola Tesla, one of the founders of Anti-Entropy and a current Anti-Entropy Executor.
She had been holed up in the lab for days and was nearly turning moldy. Her best friend had stripped off her somewhat smelly clothes and thrown her into the bathroom, even threatening her with the funding for building Titans.
Left with no choice, Tesla could only wash herself clean and soak in the bathtub for the first time in a long while.
Despite soaking in the bathtub, her mind remained fixated on how to enhance Anti-Entropy's Titans. She had a new idea to make the Titans bigger and harder, allowing them to blow off that bastard Otto's head with a single punch.
She had intended to get out of the bathtub, but right as she stood up, a System panel suddenly appeared before her and scared her into sitting right back down into the bathtub.
She also seemed to have bruised something. Unable to stand up for a moment, she gripped the edge of the bathtub and stared at the Chat Group panel.
What is this thing?
Darting her eyes left and right, Tesla found nothing strange. This was the core area of Anti-Entropy. Someone invading here would be a major incident.
[Adolescent Lord Overseer]: Are you there?
Another sentence from the other party surfaced on the panel. Frowning, Tesla realized this looked an awful lot like a Chat Group.
Suddenly two words flashed through her mind.
System!
Tesla understood a bit about the culture over in Shenzhou. A novel genre called "System literature" existed there, where the protagonist often obtained a cheat named a System.
Systems came in various types, and one of them was a Chat Group. Using the Chat Group to connect with powerhouses from across the myriad worlds, the protagonist would receive their help and various opportunities, ultimately reaching the peak of life.
Then this thing in front of her eyes had to be a legendary Chat Group.
Supporting herself on the bathtub with both hands, Tesla climbed out with difficulty, stepping onto the freezing bathroom tiles.
She discovered the Chat Group panel moved along with her own movements, meaning this Chat Group followed her.
Could she be the protagonist of a Chat Group novel?
Ignoring the water drops on her skin, she walked straight out of the bathroom without wrapping her body in a towel.
Water dripped from her body onto the floor, and she ignored it. Stepping barefoot on the ground, water droplets slid down her rather graceful curves and dripped onto the floor.
She lived alone anyway.
There was only one person in this house. Seeing she was really taking a bath, her friend had left, having her own things to do.
Walking into the living room, she casually grabbed a carton of milk and drank it all in a few huge gulps, looking exactly like a middle-aged man.
Looking at the Chat Group panel, Tesla prepared to study this thing properly, but she seemed to think of something.
Turning around just like that, wearing no clothes, she looked at the photo hanging on the wall.
It was a photo of a man, the only decoration on the living room wall.
An ordinary girl would not expose her body in front of a male's photo unless it was someone she liked.
But toward the person in this photo, Tesla did not harbor love.
It was a much darker emotion. Even baring her breasts in front of the man himself would not elicit any reaction from her.
In Tesla's eyes, this man was nothing but an ape, an existence that could not be called human.
Clasping her hands together, she began to pray for the person in the photo.
"Die soon."
The daily prayer ended. Although she did not believe in God, if the other party really dropped dead, she would consider believing in a religion.
Sitting naked on the sofa, she had that picture hanging right above her head. She liked sitting like this because it made a sense of urgency rise within her.
It was as if that bastard was really peeping at her.
This prickling sensation on her back made her a little aroused.
And if Otto were here, he would be very surprised to find that the only decoration on the wall of Tesla's living room was actually his own picture.
Otto's picture hung on the wall.
But this was not for commemoration.
Because the picture was black and white.
Wishing Otto would die, Tesla hung the black and white picture of her enemy on the wall just to keep herself alert.
[Super Lobster Doctor]: Hello.
As she sat on the sofa, the water drops on her body soaked the fabric, but Tesla did not care.
Tesla sent a message as an attempt. The chat box in front of her showed no technological components when observed merely with the naked eye.
If this was created by science and technology, then the current world could not build such a thing.
As one of the greatest scientists in this world, Tesla had a very sharp eye.
After all, Void Archives was the crystallization of the Previous Era. Without the most fundamental data, even Tesla found it difficult to analyze.
Moreover, this was not the main body of Void Archives. Tesla was like a headless fly.
Then practice would be the way to research it.
Tesla sent out the message, glancing at the list on one side.
[Super Lobster Doctor] probably referred to herself. Did this thing use codenames instead of real names?
What kind of ridiculous name was this anyway? Except for the last word, it did not match her at all!
Very particular about naming conventions, the scientist tapped her name, but no option to modify the nickname appeared.
What a trashy Chat Group! It did not even let users change their nicknames!
A deep knot of frustration twisted in her chest. Someone who loved naming Titans could absolutely not stand such a tasteless nickname!
A phantom itch clawed at her mind. Tesla twisted her waist, rubbing her rear against the sofa. This sensation was truly unbearable.
But there was no way to change the name right now. Having no other choice, she looked above her own nickname.
[Seven Punches Through the Sea of Quanta]?
Could this refer to the actual Sea of Quanta?
Tesla widened her eyes slightly. Anti-Entropy had conducted research on the Sea of Quanta. Unlike Otto and his focus on the Imaginary, Anti-Entropy had even run experiments to open the door to the Sea of Quanta.
If an entity capable of punching through the Sea of Quanta in seven strikes truly existed, the combined civilizations of her world would not be enough to survive a fight with them.
This person required special attention. Their name was greyed out, and only one other person was speaking in the chat room. Did that mean this big shot was currently offline?
Tesla mentally tagged this entity as someone to befriend. Getting the other party's help would mean more than just dealing with the Honkai. She could directly beat that bastard Otto to death.
Her gaze shifted to the very top. A frown formed on her face.
Lord Overseer?
Seeing this term brought the face of a blond man to Tesla's mind, making her involuntarily draw her legs together and want to retch.
Could Otto be in this group too? Was this Otto's doing again?
Otto clearly had a connection to all bad things in her mind.
Placing her hands on the virtual keyboard, Tesla typed quickly.
[Super Lobster Doctor]: What is this thing? Why did it suddenly appear in front of me?
She was pretending, building the persona of a young girl ignorant of many things.
[Adolescent Lord Overseer]: Do you know about World Bubbles?
[Super Lobster Doctor]: World Bubbles? What are those?
This was a lie.
Tesla naturally knew what a World Bubble was.
Every leaf on the Imaginary Tree was a world. If destroyed by the Honkai, the leaf would sink into the Sea of Quanta, forming a World Bubble.
Every World Bubble is a broken world.
Tesla suddenly thought of something. The Lord Overseer typed rapidly, quickly sending out a few messages.
[Adolescent Lord Overseer]: Do you know about parallel worlds? A World Bubble is probably an existence similar to a parallel world.
[Adolescent Lord Overseer]: This group chat of ours can connect various worlds. Although we might be in different worlds, being able to link together like this is also a kind of destiny.
This was the most superficial explanation of a World Bubble. Was he faking it, or was this all he knew?
Tesla analyzed the other party's words. This was not playing house.
She could not deduce anything, however. Even though the young Otto was the Lord of Schicksal, his time in Schicksal had been too short. He had fallen into the Sea of Quanta only knowing the surface of many things.
It just felt like the other person's age should not be very old. That meant he was probably not that old monster Otto.
[Super Lobster Doctor]: Different worlds? Then why am I here? What do you want me to do?
Tesla weighed her own persona. Although this adolescent overseer was probably not Otto, people still needed to wear masks around each other.
Because if the other party wore one, going without would be a huge disadvantage.
Even though she was an excellent scientist who used computers regularly, her typing speed was still a bit slow.
She was not good at talking either. Her words often came out differently than intended, carrying a sense of bullying someone whenever she spoke.
Not saying what was actually on her mind had frequently caused her friends and teachers to tease her in her youth.
Therefore, sending a message always required her to think it over first.
It had to be said that Otto, Seele, and Tesla currently in the Chat Group all suffered from communication barriers.
[Adolescent Lord Overseer]: I am not a bad person. Our gathering here is fate, and we can help each other out if there are any difficulties.
Scratching his hair while looking at the Chat Group, Otto found this Lobster Doctor harder to deal with than Sister Seele. A layer of separation always seemed to exist between them.
Would it be so bad for everyone to be honest?
Otto felt conflicted, still being a novice at interacting with people.
Right then, a rustling sound came from behind him. Sister Irene had woken up.
Otto unleashed an incredibly fast hand speed, like instantly stuffing a lover under the bed during an affair. He did not want Sister Irene to know about the existence of Void Archives just yet.
[Adolescent Lord Overseer]: Something happened on my end. Let's chat later when we have time. If you have any problems you can't solve, let me know then. Maybe I can help you out.
[Adolescent Lord Overseer]: Goodbye.
Without waiting for a reply, Otto immediately logged off to escape.
Void Archives returned to his body. Taking a few deep breaths, Otto went back to looking like nothing had happened.
Staring at the Chat Group panel suddenly disappearing before her eyes, Tesla froze. Why was it just gone?
With her intellect, she could have coaxed all the information out of those people!
Tesla thought with a complete lack of self-awareness.
However, she had still gained some information from this. She probably wasn't the chosen one. The person controlling the Chat Group should be that Adolescent Lord Overseer.
After all, the Chat Group panel vanished right after he logged off.
Interesting. Exploring the unknown was a scientist's favorite thing to do. Tesla developed a strong interest in this Chat Group.
But at this moment, the room door was pushed open.
A woman with wild blue hair walked in. Changing her shoes at the entryway, she paused upon seeing a completely naked Tesla sitting on the sofa.
"Tesla, what are you doing?"
Looking suspiciously at Tesla, the blue-haired woman was Lieserl Albert Einstein. She was a fellow Anti-Entropy Enforcer and Tesla's friend of many years.
She was the one who forced the nearly molding Tesla to go take a bath. Once this girl started researching, she would forget to even eat and wash up.
"Nothing."
There was no restraint in front of a good friend. The two often bathed together, making being naked a trivial matter.
Tesla did not plan to tell Lieserl about the Chat Group, however. If this turned out to be dangerous, wouldn't she be harming her friend?
She would wait until she figured it out before telling Lieserl.
"I was just chatting with someone."
Stretching her body, Tesla stood up to find some clothes in the bedroom. It was getting a bit cold like this anyway.
The speaker meant nothing by it, but the listener took it to heart. Lieserl furrowed her brows. Her frown deepened after her gaze inadvertently landed on a certain object.
She noticed a large wet patch on the sofa right where Tesla had just been sitting.
The volume of liquid was clearly immense.
Lieserl: ???
She recalled what Tesla had just said. Tesla had just been chatting with someone.
No clothes, chatting, wet sofa.
If all these elements were strung together.
!
Lieserl understood. She did not want to believe it, but the evidence was already laid out right in front of her eyes.
Tesla had gone bad.
She had actually been doing ○○ with someone just now!