Collapse 3, Play Sky Meteor at the Beginning

"After all, this is an imaginary number space, and our understanding of the imaginary number space is still too little."

"But Grandpa must know something."

"My little Teresa, do you expect too much from me?"

Otto smiled wryly, then spread his hands innocently,

"After all, even if I exile Ulandal to that imaginary space, that's still me in the future. I don't have this ability now, and naturally I don't know much."

"If others say that, I can believe it, but it's hard for me to believe it, Grandpa."

Teresa spoke the truth.

"Uh...."

on the screen.

Seeing that Urandale found a way to leave here, but he did nothing to help, the doll was a little depressed.

But Ulandelle comforted him gently.

"Well... you're amazing."

said the doll,

"It always feels like you're very good at motivating yourself and others while remaining rational."

"I'm just quoting something that's been said to me before."

Urandale said with a touch of memory,

"The road we step on every moment will determine the meaning of life for each of us."

"So, although it would be regrettable to forget the way we came, as long as we know where we are going, the past will definitely play a role behind us."

"Walk the road you step on every moment? It is indeed a good goal. It is not too far away, but it is not easy. After all, there are many people who could reach far away, but in the end they lived as I am now. look."

The doll said with some emotion.

"What are you talking about? Isn't life just about moving forward? Forgetting who you were in the past doesn't mean you will lose your future life?"

Urandale shook her head, then walked towards the device,

"Let's go, cheer up, it's time for us to move on."

Soon, Ulandal activated the device, and her body was once again swallowed by the distorted space into another space.

At this time, her past memories resurfaced again.

This time was the first time she came to the headquarters of destiny to participate in the Valkyrie test.

This time was also the first time she and Rita met.

Q&A space.

"Hmm...I really didn't expect that I would be educated by a child who was about the same age as my daughter."

Siegfried couldn't help scratching his head in embarrassment when he watched Yolandelle comforting "himself" in the video.

"Haha, stinky dad, it turns out that you will be educated by others one day."

Kiyana said with a smile.

She had been educated by Siegfried before, but now it was time to see Siegfried being educated by others, and the other party was her own peers.

"Sorry, Senior Siegfried, I was a little rash."

Ulandal said to Ziegfried with some embarrassment.

In the video, she didn't know the identity of the doll, that's why she said that.

But in fact, Siegfried is a seasoned warrior, and the opponent's experience and experience are far more than that of a teenage girl. Comfort each other.

"No, you're right."

Siegfried shook his head, then looked at Ulandal with admiring eyes,

"To be honest, those words you said are really great. Presumably this is also your perception of your own life?"

"I can't talk about comprehension or anything, at most... it's just some thoughts of my own."

Urandale stroked the ends of her hair,

"After all, you all know that I don't have any memories of my childhood. When I was in a nursing home, I also had confusion and doubts about it. I often thought about what kind of person I was before..."

"But when I traveled to that world, the people I met, they used their own experiences and stories to make me understand a lot."

"It's not an exaggeration to say that it is because of that trip to another world that today's [Urandelle] exists."

"So I will always remember what they gave me, and implement it from beginning to end."

"As expected of sister Youlandelle, everything she said makes sense."

Xier looked longingly at the serious Ulandelle.

It has to be said that for some little girls, such a heroic and strong woman like Youlandelle is simply overwhelming.

Otherwise, Ulandal's popularity in Tianming would not be so high.

"Youlandal, you are really the best Valkyrie I have ever seen...except my wife, of course."

Siegfried stared at Yolandelle, grinning.

"Senior Siegfried has praised you."

Urandale scratched her head in embarrassment.

To be honest, she didn't feel much when being praised by others.

But when she was praised by Cecilia and Siegfried, she felt a surge of joy from the bottom of her heart.

It's like a child who got [-] points in the school test and was recognized and praised by his parents when he returned home.

This kind of feeling made Ulandal feel good from the bottom of her heart.

Of course, she has no parents, so it's not clear why she feels this way.

In the end, she could only attribute it to the identities of Cecilia and Siegfried.

After all, of these two, one is the strongest Valkyrie who was once the destiny, and the other is a heroic warrior who has experienced many battles and played a key role in the second collapse.

On the road of fighting against Honkai, they are all their predecessors, so it is only natural that I am happy to be recognized and praised by them, right?

Urandale thought so.

"Yourandelle, you child, everything is fine, but you are a little too mature."

Looking at the capable blonde girl in front of her, Cecilia couldn't help sighing.

"Well... mature... isn't it good?"

Hearing what Cecilia said, Yolanda suddenly became a little nervous.

"It's not bad...it's just me, I still hope that girls in your age group can be more lively and energetic, and can enjoy the beauty of youth, and this is why I wanted to open a female martial arts school back then. The reason for the seminary."

"After all, a child who is too mature will make people feel distressed..."

Cecilia said from the bottom of her heart.

This is like Qiyana in the original future.

She has become mature and powerful, but the price of all this is unimaginably heavy.

Although she didn't know much about what Ulandal was like in the past, she could also imagine that the sufferings and setbacks this child had suffered during the journey to where he is today are naturally needless to say.

So thinking of this, Cecilia's eyes towards Youlandelle became more and more gentle.

on the screen.

After the memory scene with Rita ended, Ulandal stood on the floating island of the headquarters of Destiny, feeling the memories of the past, but at this moment, a strange voice sounded from the side.

"Later, she became a very good friend with you, right?"

"Well, that was the qi point of my Valkyrie career...wait, why did your voice change?"

"Stupid, of course it's because we're not [him] just now."

Ulandal turned around, and was surprised to find that the white Homu who was supposed to be by her side had disappeared.

Instead, there are three brand new Homu dolls.

They are the pink Homi, the red Hola, and the classic yellow-skinned Homu.

"He is different from us, he is an afterimage directly left by someone's consciousness..."

The yellow Homu said in a childish voice.

"During the days of captivity, that person always missed his family... and we are the product of this kind of missing."

Pink Homi said in a gentle voice.

"He's been depleted so badly that he doesn't even know that his way of existence in space is different from yours."

The red Hou La said in a lively voice.

"But he sent us here unconsciously, maybe he hoped that we could replace him and accompany you through the next part of the journey."

Homi added.

Hearing this, Yolandelle held her chin and thought,

"So... Whether it's you or him, in short, it all comes from someone's memory?"

"Yes, here is the gap where imaginary numbers are entangled with each other, and it is the shadow left by his countless self-challenges and failures."

"Of course, because of your appearance, you are also mixed into it. For example, the sanatorium just now."

"You mean... there is an intersection between me and him?"

Urandale said thoughtfully.

Yellow Hom nodded and said,

"That's right, the illusion you left just now was originally his last remaining memory, the reappearance of that home—"