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Honkai Impact 3rd: Catching the Herrscher of Sentience at the Start

作者: LordIsland
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2014 CE, Nagazora City~~ Fu Lin looked at himself in the mirror, looking back at him is a boy with waist-length gray hair and clear bright blue eyes. There is no difference from Fu Hua in Honkai Impact 3rd. The only difference is that he Fu Lin is male. [Ding] "The prop system has successfully bound to the host." [Ding! A spatial fluctuation is detected around the host, attempting to capture the cause of it.] [Captured a Herrscher of Sentience who ran away from home and was angry because her mother scammed her.] (Here the timeline is not wrong, the Herrscher of Sentience captured here is from a parallel timeline) ... A few years later, Mei, Elysia and Raven looked at the four almost identical Fu Hua's playing cards in front of them and fell into deep thought. (Fu Lin) (Fu Hua) (Herrscher of Sentience) (Elysian Realm's Sim - Hua) ------------------- This is a translated novel and not my original one. The cover photo is also not mine. -------------------- For More Chapters: patreon.com/LordIsland

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Chapter 1Chapter 1: Fu Hua? No, this is me, Fu Lin!

In the year 2014, February 4th, in the city of Nagazora. Fu Lin looked at himself in the mirror, with long gray hair that reached his waist and clear blue eyes. There was no difference from Fu Hua in the Honkai Impact 3rd game; the only difference was that he Fu Lin was a male.

"Did I just transmigrate to become a male version of Fu Hua?"

"I can't say I'm invincible, but I can walk sideways in the world of Honkai! If only I had Key of Sentience, the Fenghuang Down with me."

Fu Lin, who inherited Fu Hua's peak power and combat skills, felt the strength within him and felt a bit happy.

"I just don't know what timeline it is now." Saying this, he took out his phone and opened a news app, looking at the recent top news.

"Shocking, the head of an organization in the East was actually assassinated in public, worthy of us stopping work to pay our respects."

"ME Corporation President Raiden Ryoma was caught by the authorities for economic fraud amounting to 3.4 billion USD and was removed from his position."

Looking at the top trending news, Fu Lin uncontrollably liked the post.

"There are 4 days until the Third Honkai Eruption; I wonder if I can stop the Third Honkai Eruption from happening." Fu Lin stretched his body, lay back down on the sofa, and pondered for a moment.

"Whatever, it's not like I'm in any danger. Why think so much?"

[The All-Powerful Item System [prop system] has detected the host and is binding to the host. ]

[Ding~ Detected a spatial fluctuation around the host, attempting to capture the cause. ]

[Captured a Herrscher who just ran away from home after being scammed. ]

Fu Lin looked at the high-tech virtual screen in front of him, and read the text slowly: ?

Does the system's voice function not work anymore? Can it only communicate through text now?

[Please do not question this system; it's just too lazy to talk. ≡w≡]

Fu Lin: ...

"Old antique, why are you looking for me? Are you planning to apologize and let me forgive you?"

"Hmph~ If you say something nice, it's not impossible."

Fu Lin heard a tsundere voice in his mind and was deeply shocked. He was already invincible, and now with a Herrscher of Sentience, he felt ecstatic!!!

What a good kid this Herrscher of Sentience is; they only need an apology to forgive someone.

Unfortunately, he wasn't the original!

"Ahem, well, I'm not the old antique you know. Although I look the same, I'm male; you can call me Fu Lin."

"...? Where is this place? Forget it, since you look like the old antique, I've decided to follow you for now." The Herrscher stood with hands on her hips, looking like it was an honor for him to follow her.

"This is Nagazora City before the Third Honkai event happens. Alright, no problem; I will definitely raise you to be plump and healthy, and I won't scam you."

"What do you mean by scamming me? Explain yourself clearly."

"Because something told me that you're a Herrscher who ran away from home after being scammed by your mother."

Hearing Fu Lin's words, the Herrscher lady followed his gaze to the text displayed on the system screen, her face full of anger.

"Why did this system have to capture me? And what do you mean by being scammed by my mother? (#`o′)"

"Can you also see this screen?" Fu Lin pointed at the system screen in front of him and asked curiously.

"Of course I can see it! And I want to smash this screen. What do you mean by being scammed by my mother?"

[Because the Herrscher has already bound with the host, she is now part of the host. Therefore, she can see this system.]

"Is that so? Then, does that mean the Herrscher is now following me?"

[You could say that.]

"If I remember correctly, during this time, Fu Hua was still the class leader at St. Freya Academy."

"Then after Fu Hua gets shot by Otto, will another Herrscher of Sentience will appear?" Fu Lin pointed at the Herrscher of Sentience in his mind, asking the system.

Upon hearing Fu Lin's question, the Herrscher quieted down; she didn't want Fu Hua to be taken over by another version of herself. After all, no matter how wronged she felt, she didn't want to be abandoned by her mother.

[No, because the Herrscher of Sentience was born early, you can feel the Herrscher core inside you.]

Hearing the system's explanation, Fu Lin couldn't help but want to say in front of Fu Hua: Your Herrscher of Sentience is no longer yours; from now on, she belongs to me, Fu Lin!

Initially relieved by the system's answer, the Herrscher of Sentience quickly became uneasy upon hearing Fu Lin's inner thoughts. "Hey! Hey! I'm not yours!"

[This system is going to binge-watch a show now. Don't contact me unless necessary. This multi-functional pocket that came from Doraemon has been modified by me, and each week, you can take out three items from it.]

[As for what items you can get, it's all up to luck, ranging from conceptual items to scrap metal, so good luck, host. Bye!]

(Here, the system is just a plot device; the real cheat is the magic bag, i.e., Doraemon's modified pocket.)

Fu Lin: ?

Herrscher of Sentience: ?

Fu Lin looked at the white bag in his hand; his luck had never been great. Now that he had inherited everything from Fu Hua, what if he also inherited her bad luck? He was momentarily at a loss for how to proceed.

While he was in deep contemplation, a hand suddenly reached into the bag.

"Let me see what fun things I can pull out~" Seeing the Herrscher lady reaching into the magic bag, Fu Lin was a bit surprised.

"How did you get out?"

"I saw you daydreaming and not taking anything out, so I had to come out and get it myself. I have quite a bit of faith in my luck." Fu Lin pinched the Herrscher's face and rubbed it, his expression going from disbelief to a perverted smile.

"There's actually a physical form, hehehe, my Herrscher~"

"What are you doing... hurry... let go of... my cheeks." Seeing Fu Lin, who was grinning like a fool with Fu Hua's face, the Herrscher felt awkward.

At this moment, the magic bag emitted golden light, and the Herrscher pulled out the items, revealing two ordinary black half-masks, looking gloomy.

"Why are there two masks? What are they for?" Fu Lin stopped his hands from teasing the Herrscher and looked at the two masks in her hand, checking the information.

Looking at the introduction on the system screen, Fu Lin's expression became strange, unsure of how to start. "These two masks are indeed impressive, but their names are a bit odd."

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