World Modulation Mode in Honkai

Kiana entered the space, but not only did she not receive any guidance or education, she couldn't even see Ye Feng.

The bug blinked, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

By the way—she wasn't addicted! She wasn't addicted! She wasn't addicted!

Kiana shouted this loudly to herself in her mind.

It just felt a little abnormal. Like how inertia requires an external force to be broken, when something repetitive suddenly changes, something unknown must have happened.

Kiana just wanted to find the "cause" so she could regain control.

"He's not bothering me anymore, just as well. Now, I can do whatever I want here! Hahaha," Kiana placed her hands on her hips, overlooking the entire St. Freya Academy with the air of a ruler surveying her empire.

Without the annoying Ye Feng or any rules holding her back, Kiana ran wild around the academy like a horse off its reins.

She drew a turtle on Auntie's face.

Boldly drank the wine Aunt Himeko had treasured for years right in front of her, "Ugh, this tastes awful, I don't know why Aunt Himeko likes it."

She curiously rummaged through Mei's wardrobe—something Kiana had always wanted to do but never dared to.

Kiana lifted her hand, fingers pulling apart the triangular underwear, stretching it to both sides.

"So, this is the style? Should I switch to this too?"

She then rummaged through Bronya's, "Haha, as expected, a tiny girl. There's even a drawing of Homu on it, how childish."

But since Mei and Bronya weren't there, Kiana quickly got bored and left the dormitory to run to the classroom.

As she was having fun, a fangirl's voice came from the crowd.

"It's Sister Fu Hua!"

"Sister is so elegant and cool today."

"I wish I could be pampered by Sister."

Kiana instantly deflated, disappointed, "What the heck, even here people are fangirling."

"Don't you know? In places full of girls, like all-girls schools or female theater groups, people naturally choose a 'Sister' to idolize as the 'male' role. They admire and adore her."

Ye Feng walked in from the back door, standing beside Kiana.

"Ye Feng? Where have you been?"

Ye Feng smiled slightly, "What? Didn't see me first thing and missed me?"

"Who missed you!" Kiana huffed, her eyes fixed on the students fangirling over Fu Hua.

Ye Feng said, "Fu Hua is calm, quiet, skilled in martial arts, and an excellent student with a heroic aura. She's the perfect candidate."

Kiana crossed her arms, "I couldn't care less about that, so boring."

"It's actually quite normal. Men do it too."

"You've done it?"

"For example, in all-male groups, people tend to choose someone with a softer demeanor and give them a cute girl persona. Be it a cute little girl, a cold beauty, or a soft and sweet loli—it makes conversations much more interesting."

"This is called yin-yang harmony, the natural way."

Kiana shot Ye Feng a look, "Yin-yang harmony, huh? Are you saying that what you did to me is also 'natural'?"

"Applying what you've learned, the bug is truly clever."

"..."

Kiana didn't want to be praised by Ye Feng in this area.

It's like being complimented for having good waist movement during exercise—it's not something to be happy about.

"Ding-dong."

"Aponia has logged into the world."

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, and he muttered softly, "Hmm? She actually logged in."

Kiana perked up, "Someone came in? Who? Yae Sakura?"

"Not the shrine maiden, an excellent nun. Didn't you ask me where I was earlier? I was communicating with them."

"Oh."

"It's her first time here too, Kiana, do you want to join?"

"You must be up to no good again. I'm not teaming up with you for anything."

Ye Feng laughed, making Kiana feel uncomfortable.

"What are you laughing at? So loud."

"I'm just inviting you to join me. What we do depends on you. You can warn her or use your information advantage to help her avoid my tricks. Why does my dear Kiana always think of teaming up with me to cause trouble?"

"..."

Yeah, why is that?

The Kaslana family's knights always prioritize justice, and courage and rescue are their constant companions.

Kiana's heart was shaken. Have I really fallen?

No, that can't be.

"It's okay. Even if the bug helps me develop others and indulges herself, she's still a good woman. She's my favorite Kiana."

"I'm not a bad woman! Go away."

"Alright then, I'll leave. Kiana, take your time playing here."

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Although the Land of the Past was "physically cut off" from the network, for the Herrscher of Corruption, it wasn't an insurmountable barrier.

She tried to corrode the Grey Serpent guarding the Elysian Realm at World Serpent Headquarters, but was blocked by a powerful firewall.

Aponia, who was integrated with the Elysian Realm, immediately sensed the invasion.

In the vast, lofty cathedral surrounded by shattered, suspended pillars, sunlight streamed in, casting its glow on the three-meter-high statue of a goddess cradling a ruby-like apple that symbolized sin. The half-light, half-shadow reflected Aponia's mood.

The nun kneeling in prayer before the statue slowly opened her eyes.

".....It's her."

Her eyelids lowered slightly, as if she couldn't bear to look at the world's suffering. Her expression was serene, tinged with a sorrowful compassion and a sacred maternal aura.

Though Aponia had a saintly presence, her voluptuous figure stirred imagination.

Her slender, snow-white waist and smooth, delicate skin, with the silhouette of her enormous curves faintly visible beneath the holy light.

Her long, flawless legs occasionally peeked out from under her flowing skirts, radiating an enticing, pristine beauty, like flawless jade.

If only one could bear those legs on their shoulders...

"Unable to save anyone, all of this is my sin."

Aponia gazed into the void, her detached and melancholic eyes always hiding a trace of sorrow.

At this moment, there was also a touch of guilt in that sadness.

She had recognized the intruder.

"The Herrscher of Corruption... Has the thread of fate begun to stir again?"

But her determination to fight against the Honkai would not waver.

Her will to protect the Elysian Realm was as solid as a rock.

Aponia would not allow any "ripples of fate" to disturb it.

However, just as she was about to launch an attack, the familiar surroundings suddenly vanished.

The sacred cathedral landscape faded like a tide, replaced by a sealed, pure white room.

Above her, a conspicuous line of text appeared—

"Those who enter here, abandon all ethics."

Aponia's skirt fluttered like butterfly wings as her deep blue eyes stared upward.

"What is this place?"

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