MGSFV?! Chapter 437. Pelvis Crusher; Cultured Person? Li Sushang
[Well, at least this time... no shattering glass.]
[???] *n
The term "shattering glass" floating across the stream chat...
Of course the players knew exactly what that referred to—
In fact, just seeing those three words stirred up intense emotional turbulence.
After all, that was an unforgettable experience.
And novel.
Using the UI itself to tell a story...
That's a form of storytelling unique to games.
But very few games go as far as using the UI in this way.
So for many, this was their first encounter with this kind of outrageous... "bold" move.
Their young, innocent minds had been thoroughly schooled.
Whether it was each window breaking apart, or the forming of the giant Elysia...
The impact was unforgettable.
[That was low.]
[To be honest, there's not much to celebrate here.
Sure, there was no glass this time...
But Dr. MEI is still flickering away...]
[Kevin and MEI don't get their final goodbye?
Why must this happen?!]
Just like in the Inheritance Arc,
when Kevin returned to Flame-Chasers HQ after fighting Finality,
only to miss MEI's final moment.
Could it be...
No, please no.
Too bad... reality crushed hope again.
Honkai Impact 3rd even added a CG here—
Prometheus and MEI, both gradually turning into particles of light.
Players: ???
HoYoverse... you really know exactly where to twist the knife.
"...This is the end.
It seems the rejection reaction in my body... is stronger than yours."
Sensing her own deterioration, MEI sighed and turned to Prometheus.
"Then... if you can still continue thinking—
remember what I say now."
"I believe that the flaws in humanity that could lead to extinction—
are precisely what makes me believe in their capacity to endure."
At this point, her body had half vanished.
Her voice grew faint, breaking up.
"It is also... the only blessing... I can leave you."
And with that final blessing—
the person revered as a god by countless followers
vanished as the convergence consumed her.
[So this is really goodbye to Dr. MEI?]
[Kevin still didn't get to see MEI... (cry)]
[This is the last flavor I leave you with (）]
[Perfectly mirrored Klein and Mobius... are all pre-civilization scientists like this?]
Indeed, MEI and Prometheus resembled Mobius and Klein quite a bit.
And this would become even more obvious soon...
After MEI disappeared, the same signs began to show in Prometheus.
But instead of worrying about her own impending dissolution—
Prometheus felt a surge of emotion.
She looked around, wanting to find a certain cold figure.
She wanted to tell him what she had just learned.
To tell that man—
The person for whom he was willing to betray the world...
Could do the same for him.
Players: "..."
Such a beautiful two-way devotion...
And yet—so bittersweet.
Honkai's writers really had a gift.
Able to stir people's emotions with ease.
...
As the players were reeling with emotion—
Prometheus scanned her surroundings, only to find...
"..."
She didn't understand exactly what she felt,
but she had clearly learned something—
She had begun to care.
This would set up her actions later in the story.
She wanted Kevin to show some reaction
after learning what MEI had done.
Because MEI deserved it.
Besides—MEI was her creator.
Practically her "mother."
Of course she wanted MEI's actions to have meaning.
This was why, later—
Prometheus would give Kevin one hell of a...
But that's for later.
For now—
She faced imminent disintegration.
However—MEI had anticipated this.
She'd left Prometheus one final chance.
And that chance...
came in the form of a third party
who suddenly appeared in the dying world.
"...Who?"
Prometheus turned toward the source.
Her disintegrating body began to restore itself—
as though time itself reversed.
It was none other than—
"Yutu"... or rather, the long-suspected identity behind her.
Ahem, let's clarify something real quick—
Yutu's weight is actually listed as a range.
So it's 5 kg to 5 t...
Still far from 55t.
Yutu: "If anyone else dares spread rumors that I weigh 55 tons, I'm sitting on you. Seriously. jpg"
Anyway.
"Don't worry.
Though my form may be unusual—
Even if I no longer carry the title of Yutu...
I simply cannot abandon one of the 'newborn.'"
With her voice came her image—
appearing for the first time in a full CG shot.
Players were stunned.
[Yutu???]
[Wait... is this... personified Abyss Flower / White Flower?]
[She looks just like Cecilia... dyed Cecilia...]
["Dyed"??? PTSD triggered.]
[This better not be another repeat. HoYoverse wouldn't reuse the same trick... right?]
Previously, Yutu's voice alone had players speculating if she looked like Cecilia.
But now?
This wasn't just resemblance.
Aside from coloration—
She was identical.
"Whoa, Yutu really does look like Cecilia...
And voiced by Cecilia's VA too...
What's going on here?"
Elysia said this in a deliberately mischievous tone.
Hokuto, naturally, didn't react "normally."
"Yeah... I wonder what's going on."
"You're a parrot?" Elysia couldn't help but retort.
"Human nature, thank you."
"...How long have you had this mimicry condition?"
"Hmm... how long has it been?"
"..."
...
Back in the story.
After being "rescued," Prometheus thanked Yutu.
"Thank you for 'preserving' me...
But who exactly are you?"
She voiced the question everyone was dying to ask.
"The people of World Serpent call me Yutu..."
Yutu responded smoothly, hiding nothing.
"But you may call me Mistelin Shaniat—
The 'human name' I've given myself."
"For now, let me fully transfer your consciousness into a Stigma.
Unlike your creator, as a purely digital being,
you won't lose your sense of self."
She sounded sincere.
But...
Players still didn't quite understand.
What was Yutu's goal?
Prometheus didn't hesitate to ask directly.
"What do you plan to use me for?"
"No need to be wary. I don't intend to use you at all."
Yutu's voice was gentle and soothing.
"You see—just like all those people I've met in dreams—
I simply want everyone to live happy lives."
"...You know the Stigmata Project can't achieve that," Prometheus replied.
"Yes, I know." Yutu nodded.
"And precisely because of that...
It can only ever be a dream."
"But... if tomorrow cannot exist—
then waking from the dream is the same as a death sentence."
[Something about Yutu feels off...]
[Maybe it's because she doesn't quite act like a 'person'? Feels... uncanny.]
[Ah! That's it—there's a sense of 'otherness' about her.]
...
The story's information density was growing.
The players were full of questions.
They also became more and more curious about where things would go.
Right now, there were several narrative threads—
Kiana and Durandal.
Kevin and Fu Hua.
Prometheus and Yutu.
Honestly, every thread was compelling.
And just as they grew more invested—
The screen suddenly shifted again.
Players: ???
Hokuto sighed in his heart (again).
Sigh~ this chapter doesn't have a single arc that finishes cleanly.
HoYoverse... you're just too evil.
But such "fine traditions"...
He would certainly uphold and pass on.
Question the writer, understand the writer, become the writer.
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Fortunately, no one else could hear Hokuto's inner monologue.
Everyone else simply furrowed their brows and tapped the screen—
A new scene began.
"—Squad Leader!"
That cry landed like a hammer,
plunging everyone into silence.
Players: "..."
Because...
They suddenly remembered.
Ego had rushed off to support Fu Hua.
Desperate to save "Mom."
And Kiana's team had just been preparing to depart.
...
After a moment of stillness—
Li Sushang broke the silence.
"Kiana... did you feel that?"
"Yeah, it was faint—
but I'm sure that's the energy signature of someone who practices Taixu Sword Qi."
It was clear now.
Fu Hua was confronting Kevin.
So they had to move immediately.
However—
They couldn't just leave New Atra unattended.
Someone had to stay.
Xier volunteered.
"Bronya-nee, I'll stay."
"I know the people of New Atra well.
If anything happens, I can organize them quickly."
["Know them well" = I've been their errand girl for dozens of commissions]
[...Can't argue with that. 2333]
"Also, my Quantum Sea signal seems easier for Kiana's powers or Durandal's Samsara Terminal to detect—
So I'm basically a battlefield communications officer, right?"
Bronya, proud of Xier's growth, nodded.
"Yes.
But not just any signal officer—
You're the lighthouse watching over everyone."
No more words were needed.
They could now share everything with just a glance.
Eye contact? At a time like this? Still feeding us sugar?
I'm crying. Seagull Pair forever.
With that settled—
Xier remained behind.
The others set out for the underground depths—to find Kevin and Fu Hua.
But before they could even begin—
A blast of fire burst upward.
The shockwave from Kevin and Fu Hua's battle had already reached them.
[Do they have to go all out fighting old friends??]
[Squad Leader!!]
Kiana tried to activate her Herrscher of the Void powers.
But the area's spatial stability had been compromised by Finality.
She couldn't teleport.
As for Mei's red electric dragon...
Juuichigarakura (Kurikara) still hadn't fully returned.
So she couldn't summon it either.
Why had Bella been able to act autonomously earlier?
Because...
Bella is already dead.
Mei's Kurikara is just a shell, driven by Honkai energy.
So it was temporarily unusable.
Too bad... Kiana could've beaten Elysia to becoming the first dragon rider.
Though whether riding or touching the horns...
Second place at best anyway.
Ahem.
...
The group thought it through—
The only remaining stable route...
Was the elevator shaft beneath their feet.
Just sitting there. So obvious, it looked like a trap.
It gave them pause.
But...
Time was running out.
If they let an elevator stop them—
Were they even worthy of facing Kevin?
Bronya chose to hack the elevator and send everyone deeper underground.
Of course...
This would not be easy.
"Of course we're facing a challenge before reaching the pit's bottom."
Predictable.
Nothing ever goes smoothly.
And then...
"Hey, don't get so tense.
We're here already—take things as they come.
Adapt to the moment.
There's always a way out."
Suddenly, Li Sushang rattled off four idioms in a row.
???
Everyone watching the stream—especially those who knew Sushang—
looked visibly shocked.
Did the writer get threatened by Sushang with a sword while writing this?
A cultured Sushang?
This was the girl who wrote letters riddled with typos...
who didn't even know how to pronounce "薤" in "Life is as fleeting as dew on wild garlic."
Something is up.
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