Fu Hua’s Journey to China
At this particular moment, Fu Hua found herself absent from the academy. Having shared her plans with Kallen, she embarked on a journey to China, a place she once frequented but had seen little of in recent years.
Over the past few years, Fu Hua had been entrusted by Schicksal to travel extensively, exploring various locations around the globe. Her visits to China, once a common occurrence, had become increasingly rare.
How long had it been since she last set foot in China?
Fu Hua gazed at the bustling city before her and felt a surge of emotions. She quickly suppressed them and focused on her task.
Carrying a bag filled with only the most essential daily items, she was prepared for her journey. An old nameless umbrella was also tucked into her bag, a necessary precaution considering the forecast of rain on Taixu Mountain that day.
With her belongings packed lightly, she set off towards Taixu Mountain, a place she had once called home for a significant period of time.
In the world of the Honkai Impact 3rd game, Taixu Mountain, which had been deserted for a long time, was now inhabited by a handful of people. It seemed as though the locals in China still remembered the tales of the immortal who was rumored to have resided on Taixu Mountain.
The rain was gentle, but it made the path up the mountain slippery and treacherous. The stone steps were covered with green moss, and the grass was wet and sticky.
The rain also created a thin layer of mist, obscuring the view and making it hard to see anyone else on the road.
Today, there were fewer people ascending the mountain, making it appear even more desolate than the images captured online. Yet, this solitude was precisely why Fu Hua preferred to undertake her journey on rainy days.
Standing at the base of Taixu Mountain, Fu Hua let out a soft sigh before beginning her ascent. The mountain, under the influence of the rain, took on a unique charm.
A long strip of white mist wove its way through the steep mountain ranges, appearing and disappearing amidst the foggy clouds and smoke, adding an air of mystery to the scene.
Fu Hua was in no rush. She took her time, moving slowly and deliberately, step by step, soaking in the familiar scenery that she had often admired in the past.
As she walked, she silently recited the names of people that she has in her foggy memory.
Fuxi, Nuwa, Ji Yuanyuan...
Each name triggered a flood of memories. She remembered the joyous festivals in China, the scenes of her battling demons while they cheered her on from the sidelines.
The most poignant memory was of them presenting her with a doll, a household robot, as their lifespans neared their end. These memories, though bittersweet, were a testament to her past and the bonds she had formed.
"Red Yuan, when we are no longer by your side, let her be your companion," they had said.
"We may not be able to continue the journey with you, but have faith. You will surely encounter someone who is willing to lend a hand and accompany you on your path. You will, without a doubt!"
Fuxi and Nuwa were engrossed in crafting a doll, applying the knowledge they had acquired in the laboratory.
Their focus was unwavering, their determination evident.
"Alright, she complete. Let this keep you company!" Fuxi declared, a note of joy in her voice as she handed over the finished product.
The doll, bearing a striking resemblance to her creator, became her constant companion from that moment forward.
Regrettably, after a millennium, the doll's energy supply was depleted, even advances in android technology and energy storage of previous civilizations could not match the longevity of Fu Hua's existence.
"Immortal, remember to retrieve me; I'm merely out of energy," Book of Fuxi pleaded, her voice tinged with sadness.
She added anxiously, "You must remember; don't forget this memory."
Perhaps Fuxi hadn't anticipated that the doll would not be able to accompany The immortal indefinitely.
The immortal could only respond with a slight nod and store the doll away.
"I've made every effort to conserve energy, but Fuxi, I'm sorry, I still haven't managed to wait until the immortal found a companion."
As the Book of Fuxi flickered at the edge of her consciousness, she was carefully placed into a box and sealed away.
The events of the past are now just memories, and the old friends are no longer present.
A drop of rain fell on Fu Hua's eyebrows, and the cold feeling interrupted her thoughts.
in her hand was quite old. Maybe she could buy it as an antique in an antique shop. Fu Hua smiled mockingly at herself.
Resuming her journey towards the mountain, her mind drifted to her promise with the Book of Fuxi.
She was confident that with the assistance of doctors and other experts, the revival of the Book of Fuxi would be achievable.
Suddenly, a dark figure darted across her path.
A small girl stumbled backwards, teetering on the edge of the stairs. The rain-soaked mountain path, rarely maintained, proved challenging for the uninitiated. Taixu Mountain was particularly treacherous under such conditions.
Reacting instinctively, Fu Hua reached out to steady the girl, preventing her from tumbling down the stairs.
"Thank you, thank you, young lady," a middle-aged man quickly expressed his gratitude. He had nearly lost his footing as well, but managed to regain his balance after a moment of panic.
"It's alright," Fu Hua reassured him, shaking her head. She then extended her umbrella to shield both herself and the little girl from the rain.
"But I have to ask, why choose to climb the mountain today of all days?"
"Well, I had some prior commitments and couldn't fulfill the promise I made to the child about visiting Taixu Mountain. Now that I have a day off, I thought it would be a good time, even though it's raining," the man explained, scratching his head in a sheepish manner.
He then scooped up the little girl into his arms.
"Wow! This lady looks just like the legendary Red Kite Immortal from the game!" the little girl exclaimed, her eyes wide with awe as she studied Fu Hua's face.
It was unfortunate that the stone statue of the Red Kite Immortal was blurred by the rain; otherwise, it would have served as a perfect reference for comparison.
The little girl scrutinized Fu Hua's face, trying to match it with the image in her memory. Despite her best efforts, she struggled to recall the specific details.
Her gaze then shifted to Fu Hua's umbrella, and her eyes widened in surprise. "Does anyone still use this type of umbrella nowadays? Could they really be immortals?" she wondered aloud.
The man, too, glanced between Fu Hua and the rain-soaked statue of the Red Kite. He responded awkwardly, "Well, Xiao ling, there should be… there should be some differences. Let's not jump to conclusions."
"But, but…" The little girl hesitated, tugging at the man's sleeve and gesturing towards the umbrella.
"She seems like a real-life immortal. I admire the Red Kite Immortal the most. Unlike the characters from myths, the Red Kite Immortal has been documented in history books, protecting China from adversaries for thousands of years. It's truly remarkable!"
The man glanced at the umbrella in Fu Hua's hand, a look of surprise crossing his face.
"Don't let your imagination run wild; how could immortals exist?" he reasoned, trying to quell the girl's excitement. "Besides, the tale of the Red Kite Immortal is merely a legend; no one has actually seen her."
"Thank you, young lady; we should get going now!" The man expressed his gratitude towards Fu Hua once more.
"Have you considered descending the mountain? As far as I'm aware, the rain isn't expected to let up today," Fu Hua suggested, concern evident in her voice.
"No, we must honor our commitments. I'll be right behind her this time. This child is quite fond of the Red Kite, and her interest has only grown since playing the Honkai Impact 3 game. She's always complaining that Fu Hua's storyline is too brief," the man explained, a hint of amusement in his tone.
As the rain continued to pour, the pair gradually receded into the distance, their figures eventually swallowed by the mist.
Fu Hua remained silent and was now halfway up the mountain. Fortunately, she found a path to quickly go up the mountain.
As for her dwelling on the mountain, she harbored no concerns. She had set up a protective formation around it, ensuring that only those with adequate strength could gain entry.
"Expecting an exciting plot for the Red Kite Immortal? I'm afraid you might be disappointed," she mused.
Having completed the voiceover for the [China Broken Sword Record], She naturally knows about the subsequent development of her plot.
"But is the status of the immortal red kite still the same in China?"
Fu Hua sighed slightly in her heart, but he kept walking and soon arrived in front of the former hut. It was a simple life without too many decorations.
Inside, there was a bed, a table, a chair, and a folding fan. Outside, a fertile field lay, where the first signs of spring were beginning to show.
After a moment's thought, Fu Hua picked up a jar. "Could this be considered a local specialty?" she wondered silently.
She then opened a hidden compartment in the bed and retrieved a box from within. Inside the box was a small figure, the Book of Fuxi, which had been her companion for a long time.
After gazing at it for a while, she gently cradled it in her arms. "Perhaps it's best to let it be," she decided.
She then cast her gaze towards Chi You in a far, sighing softly. Regardless of the circumstances, she knew she would always return there once her strength was replenished.