Ling Ke, who had suddenly appeared, didn't talk much with Fu Hua.
The two were not very close friends.
They used to be enemies, and they didn't believe they had much common language.
Of course, on Fu Hua's side, she did want to learn more important information from Ling Ke.
He... no, strictly speaking, he should be the same as Kevin Kaslana... also one of the pioneers of the pre-civilization era. Before "returning" to the current era, he also saw that "nonexistent memory."
It's undeniable that if Ling Ke hadn't personally experienced so much devastation stemming from the dark side of humanity, he would have become a trustworthy hero and "savior."
About people and things related solely to oneself.
Danzhu, Cangxuan... and more friends, all were redeemed.
But now—
"Uh~"
Fu Hua was stunned.
Now... what?
In this era, Danzhu is still here, and Cangxuan is still here... Just now Ling Ke also reminded her: My father is still here!
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At that moment, she was the only one left in that alley.
Ling Ke's figure didn't stay where he had been.
Fu Hua silently looked up at the blue sky, breathing in the familiar fresh air.
"Hey!"
Another voice sounded in her mind. "I said old antiques, don't stand around dazed here."
"Hurry to the hospital!"
The Herrscher of Knowledge anxiously reminded again: "Did you forget that during this time our dad was attacked by a dead soldier, got injured, and was hospitalized?"
"What if you get Honkai Impact?"
"!!!"
Fu "Huameng returned to her senses!"
After being reminded by the Herrscher of Knowledge, she now reacted.
Before Ling Ke left, the choice he made didn't seem to restrict her with a strict time limit.
On this basis, then, no matter what kind of calculations the other person is making—whether he wants to force her into a hard choice or let nature take its course—
At least for now, she could relax the nerves she had been keeping tense for far too long.
Then, do what she wanted to do first.
Even if, even on this very day—
She also wanted to "take a vacation."
And the next first stop, naturally—
"You."
Fu Hua originally wanted to ask the Herrscher of Knowledge where the hospital was where her father lived.
She couldn't find this memory.
However—
"'What do you mean you and mine? Don't I have a name?'... Well, seems like I really don't."
In her opinion, the Herrscher of Knowledge seemed a little emotional.
Then tangled with herself. "Okay, what's my name?"
"'The Herrscher of Knowledge'? No, I don't have power anymore, so after all I...
Suddenly she felt like asking herself, 'Who am I?'" confusion.
Fortunately, it was extremely rare that Fu Hua didn't lose the chain of emotional intelligence at this time.
"I'll just call you 'Xiao Shi', how about that?"
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"You don't like it? Then change it."
"Tsk~"
The Herrscher of Knowledge... Xiao Shi was stunned and interrupted Fu Hua's follow-up speech.
Now she was also in Fu Hua's body, though according to her own previous statements, she didn't like the feeling of "two people sharing the same body."
But—
"Our dad is in the First People's Hospital in the city center."
Knowing what Fu Hua wanted to ask, she gave the answer directly.
By the way, she was very considerate and sent over many related memories.
Now—
"Thank you."
Fu Hua showed a relaxed smile on her face and immediately activated the flight module of "Shadow Knight·Moon Wheel" and soared into the sky.
Of course, she wasn't reckless enough to draw attention indiscriminately.
It must be said that precisely because she had returned to this familiar era, some "scruples" that she didn't have before had resurfaced.
She couldn't reveal her oddities to strangers too soon and implicate family and friends who might be taken as hostages.
Fortunately, "Shadow Knight·Moon Wheel," as a fourth-generation god-killing Valkyrie armor, is equipped with high-precision optical camouflage functions.
As a result, Fu Hua had just flown out of the alley and her whole body had vanished, undetectable by ordinary means.
It didn't take long to reach the sky above the First People's Hospital of Chancheng with the help of the ultra-high mobility of "Shadow Knight·Moon Wheel."
She landed slowly, but the optical camouflage effect on her body wasn't immediately removed.
Fu Hua used her stealth skills, which she had already mastered. Well, not the type that goes full Wushuang with three reds activated.
She soon arrived at a dressing room, removed several work clothes used by nurses, disarmed the "Shadow Knight·Moon Wheel," changed into regular clothes, and put on a mask.
Then, relying on Xiao Shi's guidance, she went to that ward which, after a long span of more than 50,000 years, she had never had the chance to step into again.
She had just arrived at the door.
"Come, let dad have a good look."
"My good daughter... next time I see you will be in half a year."
A familiar voice came from inside.
He sounded extremely happy just because he saw his daughter.
But—
Half a year later...? …?
It seems that after today, "I" never saw my father's stern smile again.
By now... how many "half-years" had passed in her long life?
Fortunately, even if the relevant memory once faded, her soul—
Fu Hua stopped at the door.
The familiar words sounded again.
Not just familiar expressions.
But also, the affection contained in every word.
"You're going to Canghai City, so you must remember to take good care of yourself."
"Dad has no skills, but it's fine for you to go to school."
"You don't need to worry about anything, just study hard."
"Don't practice martial arts there and don't let your classmates think you're weird."
"Dad is hospitalized now and feels embarrassed to tell others that he runs a martial arts gym."
"Xiaohua, times have changed!"
"From now on, you need to work, start a business, go into politics... yes."
"Those with promise."
"As for the martial arts gym... haha, it won't work~"
As the man spoke, the emotion inadvertently revealed in his words was bitter.
A man who makes a living from a martial arts gym and has practiced martial arts all his life is advising his daughter not to follow that path.
He is helpless, of course.
But... if it's for the sake of his daughter—
"Times haven't changed!"
In Fu Hua's mind, Xiao Shi murmured: "Even within another 50,000 years, she'll still be the best at fighting. What she says goes, and everyone has to listen."
She seemed to think of some avenger who directly reverses time to recreate the present moment.
Yes!
In this world of transcendental existence, being able to fight means having a voice.
The people of Earth cannot resist the "Cocoon of the End," so they can only obey it and by force... be compelled to accept its trial.
Fu Hua used to be the Immortal Red Kite. When she could fight, the entire Eastern Expedition of the Destiny Organization had to stop before her.
At the same time, it was only later, when she could no longer fight, that she had to cooperate with that man, Otto.
Speaking of which—
"You were pretty stupid at that time. If you want to build power, build power. Why create some little sect that only accepts elites?"
"There were fewer than ten people in the whole Taixu Sword Sect... Later, it was all a mess. No other checks and balances, no professional restrictions, and no one helping you monitor. Those evil guys rebel whenever they want..."
Xiao Shi murmured with some indignation.
Of course, she knew there was a reason for being "possessed by a demon" back then.
But "displeased" means unhappy.
Especially since, because of that incident, all of China later had to take control of the Destiny Organization... The dignified Immortal Red Kite had to bow and scrape to a brat a few hundred years old...
"That's all over."
Fu Hua suddenly responded, "Completely."... "Passed."
Yes, passed.
Not even the whole era!
One could only say Xiao Shi doesn't have a body now.
Otherwise, she might've curled her lips, showing a little expression on her face.
At this time—
"Xiaohua, dad's not worried about anything else. Dad knows you can take care of yourself."
"But... remember to make more friends. I'm afraid you won't be able to make any."
Inside the ward, the familiar words once again entered her ears.
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Fu Hua's eyes grew a little dim.
Friends?
She had many friends and comrades in this life.
If there's nothing wrong with the memory Xiao Shi passed on—
When she went to Canghai, she met a very energetic classmate.
After that, she met Captain Himiko.
And—
That face that shone like a spinning lantern.
Finally, on a sofa, the playful white-haired girl, tired from playing, lay on her lap, listening dazedly as she told stories about China.
Later she stubbornly retired, refusing to sacrifice herself, and sealed the hostile Herrscher of Consciousness at that time.
It was also she who said she would never let herself be alone again.
But now—
She is no longer alone.
How should one regard the friendships of the past and the dilemmas? How to treat them?
Inside the room—
"It's getting late, hurry to the airport, you still need time to back up... Did you bring all your documents? And your luggage?"
Her father's words of instruction sounded again.
"I brought them with me, and all my luggage was sent ahead."
The younger self's reply matched her father's expectations.
"Alright then, go."
The elderly father smiled and, though extremely reluctant, decided to let his fledgling take flight.
Fu Hua was alert, and when she heard footsteps in the ward, she naturally pretended to be walking in the hallway.
Then saw the familiar face—although she didn't have the habit of looking in the mirror often—
No, younger.
That was her fifteen-year-old self.
She stood at the door of the ward, looked at the side of Fu Hua with some emotion before closing the door.
But she simply turned her head and didn't think too much.
And then left alone.
Fu Hua looked at her own back.
"Hey, why are you still dazed?"
In her mind, Xiao Shi seemed anxious. "Originally, after this, we never saw Dad again."
"You can definitely stay."
"Not yet."
Fu Hua suddenly said, "This is no longer my life."
"Really."
Xiao Shi really wanted to say some foul Chinese curse words.
Did she not expect this old antique, with tens of thousands of years, would still retreat with a last-minute kick?
"See ya, I'll do it!"
Koshi began struggling for control of the body.
"You—"
Fu Hua was stunned. "Don't play dumb."
At that moment, perhaps there was a flaw in her heart.
Or maybe—
"Who's joking?!"
"You don't care about having a good dad, but I do!"
Xiao Shi's angry words directly shattered Fu Hua's last line of defense.
At that moment, the gray-haired maiden's (?) "eyes turned from blue to red."
Then, she pushed through the door and entered the ward.
The narrow field of vision moved quickly.
Fu Hua was still dazed after losing control of her body.
But she noticed Xiao Shi had put on the nurse's cap and the mask over her face.
Then—
Then she returned control.
End.
"Hypocrite!"
Leaving that complaint, Xiao Shi said nothing more.
And here it was—
"Huh?"
Inside the ward, the middle-aged man with a cast on his right hand had already looked over.
He seemed confused, "Xiaohua, why did you come back again?"
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Fu Hua looked at the ordinary man, a bit weary.
An ordinary father.
Now it had been extremely long—one hundred thousand "half-years" had passed.
She slightly opened her mouth, having too much to say to him.
But in the end, of a thousand words, only one of the simplest and homiest remained:
"Yes!"
Fu Hua smiled.
"Dad...
"I'm back!"