I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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The dense, almost solidified memory in the air clearly told her that she was still in a dream.

Incidentally, Xiao Sanyue felt that she might be born with a dream-entering holy body, and her perception of the concentration of memory essence was always exceptionally keen.

"This place feels a bit like the spot where we got stuck before, but it also feels a little different..."

After dividing the four crystals equally, Star and Sky both returned to their original forms from the cat and mouse game.

Xing tossed and played with the crystal that looked like an apple to others while putting one hand on her hip and looking around.

"Stuck?"

March 7th tilted his head in confusion.

"Yeah, Qiongzai and I are stuck there too. It's a daydream hotel, a gap between reality and dreams, and it even has a rare little boy and girl!"

Xing's lips curled slightly, her expression utterly disdainful.

So, is this the space between reality and dreams?

On March 7th, the character switched to a deadpan expression upon hearing the second half of the sentence.

"No."

Qiong casually tossed the crystal into the system:

"Although it looks similar to that time, it is actually different. Judging from the density of the memories, it is deeper than a normal dream, but it has not yet reached the deepest part."

"It's probably similar to Silver Wolf's rank—neither high nor low."

This metaphor is fresh and elegant; I understood it instantly.

"The gaps in the dream dimension?"

Fireflies murmured softly.

"It feels really creepy here."

Kiana jumped and waved her little hands, trying to grab the smoke drifting in the air, but it was as if she was trying to control the wind with her palms.

Want to go on a haunted house adventure?

Kiana suggested with a grin.

"It's not an adventure, it's a detective mission!"

"Heh heh, now it's time for my specialty: detective games."

March 7th, who appeared to be wearing a beret at some point, with a vintage pipe dangling from her mouth, waved her small hand forward with considerable flair and announced loudly:

"Anytime, anywhere, Super March, serious case handling!"

"The genius young detective strikes on March 7th, and the law of victory has been determined—we will surely uncover the truth behind the dream!"

"What era are we living in that people are still smoking traditional cigarettes?"

Seeing that March 7th had taken the lead in setting up, Xing immediately followed suit, quickly taking out a cigarette and putting it in her mouth.

"You really smoke?"

Seeing that Xing had actually lit the cigarette with the tip of his Flame Spear and even exhaled a wisp of smoke in a convincing manner, March 7th panicked and reached out to snatch it:

No smoking!

"Why can you smoke, but I can't?"

"This is a detective prop. You know what a prop is, right? It's not real!"

"Who said this is a real cigarette?"

Xing grinned mischievously and casually shoved a Rex 5 into March 7's mouth. The pink-haired girl froze the moment her tongue touched the cigarette butt, her attempt to snatch it abruptly halting.

"Jasmine?"

March 7th smacking his lips.

"Hum~"

Xing gracefully held a slender cigarette between her long, thin fingers, her eyes sparkling with a classical charm reminiscent of old Shanghai at night.

"This is a wonderful concoction I created using jasmine-flavored milk tea, Fenda, and a trash can! It increases mental resistance!"

"Trash can?!"

As if burned, March 7th instantly removed the cigarette from his lips.

Although she knew in her heart that the snacks produced by the all-purpose synthesizer were absolutely pure and completely different from the original ingredients, she still couldn't calmly enjoy this cigarette just because the synthesis list had included the trash can.

"Don't waste it, this is a limited edition item, Qiongzai, here you go."

Xing naturally shoved the cigarette, now tinged with a few specks of shimmering ash, into Qiong's mouth, earning him a silent, deadpan stare in return.

Liu Ying's gaze quietly swept over the cigarette butt that was gleaming, then quickly passed over the cherry blossom-like soft pink lips of March 7th, and finally looked at Qiong who was smoking a cigarette, a hint of envy rising in her eyes.

Indirect kissing!

She also wanted to kiss Sora indirectly!

In March 7's opinion, Xing and Qiong's appearance of smoking and puffing out smoke was really incongruous.

But in the eyes of the firefly with its own hundred layers of filters, Qiong at this moment was simply like the male protagonist who walked out of Silver Wolf's two hundred romance comics.

Against a backdrop of crackling and sparkling special effects, it exudes a melancholic, desolate, and lonely aura.

According to the comic book plot, the next second he should have pinned her against the wall and said in a low voice, "You are my woman, I will not allow you to..."

Kiana looked at the firefly beside her, lost in a strange fantasy, with a strange expression.

To be honest, even she, an old fool, sometimes struggled to grasp the heart of the firefly.

Sometimes it's just... living in Bengbu.

"Star Crusade, move out!"

With perfect synchronization, Xingqiong stepped forward and stomped hard on the ground, turning sideways.

"Let's go, Yiku!"

March 7th was very familiar with this old-fashioned attack animation, and followed suit, completing the action.

Those familiar with the old Attack on Titan anime will naturally follow suit.

The three of them turned their gazes to Kiana and Liuying.

Kiana naturally feigned confusion, while Liuying noticed the invitation in Xing and Qiong's eyes. Without hesitation, she imitated their movements with a touch of excitement, turning to the side and taking a step!

That earnest yet slightly clumsy look is so cute it's almost unfair!

After the commotion subsided, we finally got down to business.

Detective March 7 and her assistant Kiana officially begin investigating the anomalies in the dream.

Xing and Qiong happily rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the new area, searching for treasure chests.

Although Liu Ying said, "I'll go investigate too," she actually followed Xing and Qiong silently, protecting them.

If anything unexpected happens, she can protect the two of them immediately.

As for the real business?

Liu Ying mentally reviewed the contents of the latest script sent by Elio:

[The golden hour (crossed out), the midnight hour (crossed out)... Multiple revisions were visible to the naked eye, finally settling on the moment of stardust.]

Find them, guide them to (cross out), track them (cross out)... and finally decide to follow them.

Firefly could clearly sense Elio's gradually irritating emotions between the lines.

That's the kind of pain that comes from having your boss make you revise your plans repeatedly.

The key issue is that she didn't receive much information at all, only a few lines. She wanted to tell Qiong... cough, she wanted to strictly follow the script, but these few lines of guidance were really hard to follow.

It's all Eriol the Riddler's fault!

Liu Ying patted her face to wake herself up, gazing at the starry sky with gentle, watery eyes.

"Hey hey hey~ What did you guys find?"

A lively shout came from behind, and Firefly saw March 7 and Kiana walking out from the end of the corridor.

"Yes, I've had a huge haul! I found another 12 crystals!"

With her upper body buried in the treasure chest, Xing stuck out her shapely little bottom and spoke without even raising her head.

"I didn't ask you."

March 7th glanced coldly at Xing, who had buried herself in the television, and looked at the brown mouse that had walked out of the TV series on the other side. Qiong was Xing's external brain.

"Qiong? Did you find anything? By the way, why are there so many old-fashioned TVs piled up here?"

It wasn't until then that March 7th belatedly noticed that the room was piled high with old-fashioned CRT televisions of various models.

"My haul was also quite good, 15 pieces."

Qiong reverted to her original form.

Mei has already investigated several similar places.

Two of these sites echo with traces of past sounds and writings, seemingly related to Mikhail or his descendants, but they are mostly just reflections of daily life with little key information.

Therefore, Qiong was not very interested in investigating such places.

He only needs to find the crystal; the investigation is a task for the great detective Kosuke Mouri and her assistant Kiana Edogawa.

"What has Miss Detective March found out? Has she solved the mystery of the dream anomaly?"

Qiong asked, feigning seriousness.

"Uh……"

March 7th's face stiffened, she pressed down her beret, and said with an awkward smile:

"It's almost there, almost there, we'll see some progress soon!"

In reality, we didn't find any valuable clues at all!

She wailed inwardly.

Just as Qiong was about to compliment the famous detective, he suddenly turned his head to look in a certain direction. Xing, who was taking out a treasure chest, also jumped up, and a terrifying deep purple shadow suddenly tore through space and swept out.

Pinkish-purple bioluminescent patterns flowed across its torso, a vertical pupil like a core was embedded in its forehead, and its head, with its six sharp horns growing from scythes, hung low like a venomous snake poised to strike.

Four pairs of arthropods float in the air, with luminous veins on the main wing membrane and leaf-like structures growing on the tentacle-like appendages hanging from the abdomen. The entire body is twisted into a posture that defies physics, resembling a living animal trap.

"What...what kind of monster is that!?"

March 7th's eyes widened, and his voice trembled.

"Run!"

A terrifying memory realm meme, seemingly embodied in fear and death—what is facing death, opening its ferocious giant claws to grab March 7th and Firefly, spinning them into the air.

"Hey, you audacious monster!"

Qiong reacted immediately. Kiana took out a D-shot gun with tracking properties from her system space, pulled the trigger, and six blood-jade-like bullets ripped through the air.

She exchanged a glance with Xing, and their unspoken understanding allowed her to instantly comprehend Qiong's feelings. As Xing pulled out the Galaxy Bat, she extended her palm.

Qiong instantly transformed, landing lightly in her palm as Jerry.

Xing first threw the bat with all his might, and then, like throwing a baseball, threw the little mouse in his hand at the suddenly appearing unknown monster.

As a Grammer veteran, Firefly's reaction was undoubtedly extremely quick; she instinctively had the Sam Transformation Device in her hand long ago.

But this was in front of the starry sky, and she hesitated for a moment.

Subconsciously looking in the direction of the starry sky, Firefly saw a mouse riding a baseball bat, its hands behind its back, speeding towards them.

Action direction: Dragon Ball, Tao Pai Pai.

The bat, combined with the bullet, struck Memoir's head, sending him spinning backward. Qiong Jerry quickly ran to the nearest firefly, and Kiana took a running start and leaped up, catching the flying Galaxy Bat in mid-air.

"Take this from the Great Sage Qitian!"

Kiana swung her baseball bat at the claws of the Memory Realm Meme that were grabbing March 7, while Sora transformed back into her original form, hugging Firefly and kicking the monster at the same time.

The teamwork was so seamless that it defied description; anyone who witnessed the rescue scene could only describe it with one word: fluid and effortless.

This is 'one person'!