[Honkai: Star Rail Fanfiction] [Intermittent Updates] [No Female Lead] [Attracted to Men and Women] [Original Planet] [Transmigration] [Mischief System] [Plot-Focused] [The Protagonist Eventually Becomes the Aeon of “Lao Da”]
The Chronicles of the Aeon of Jail
“System, are you playing that ‘stop just before the finish’ game with me? You only heal me when I’m about to croak. Even Aha would offer you a cigarette and call you the boss!”
The System’s mechanical voice was completely unruffled.
“This is an immersive experience. They seek amusement; I create amusement. We’re in different parts of the same supply chain, so there’s no conflict.”
“Staying alive by the skin of my teeth counts as creating amusement?”
Youxia pushed himself upright, his heart pounding.
“I was just chased by Voidrangers through three corridors. I nearly died right there!”
Once, he was trading barbs with the “Nonsense Literature Generator” in the storage cabin, refusing to back down for a second.
March 7th poked her head out with a camera, her eyes crinkling with a smile.
“Why do you talk exactly like someone I know?”
Youxia glanced at her and Dan Heng behind her, then gave an insincere smile.
“Low intelligence is contagious. Stay away from me.”
“I’ll spray you with salty soda!”
March 7th shot back immediately.
Dan Heng silently made a note:
This person’s mental state is unstable. Recommend keeping one’s distance. The rest of his notes were devoted to “On the Unobservability of Youxia.”
Himeko watched with interest and offered him some painkillers.
“The Astral Express Crew may not have much else, but we’ve got painkillers to spare.”
The System chimed in at just the right moment.
“Path of Elation saturation: maxed out. The Host was born to be a fun-seeker. Aha got their start the same way.”
Youxia was utterly speechless. He only wanted to stay alive, but as he struggled through one desperate situation after another and was forced to put on a show, he gradually climbed to the summit of the Path. The seat of the Aeon known as “Lao Da” awaited him
Logic collapse: the tragic car accident between destiny and meme culture The core contradiction of this book is that it attempts to implant an Internet meme that is completely out of context in a metaverse with a rigorous setting, and it becomes so confusing that it is ridiculous. The star god system of the Star Dome Railway is based on the "materialization of philosophical concepts"—— "Preservation" Kripper represents the persistence and continuation of civilization "Destruction" Nanook symbolizes the persistence of entropy and end "Hunter" Arashi is the eternal embodiment of revenge and hunting. The "abundant" pharmacist embody shows the compassion and madness of the indiscriminate continuation of life. And what is the fate of the protagonist of this book? "Mamba Mentality"? "Helicopter crash"? "Los Angeles at four o'clock"? As the protagonist's envoys try to understand this fate, the dialogue becomes this: "My lord, may I ask how we can practice your ways?" The protagonist pondered for a moment and said solemnly: "You must be diligent, persistent, and get up at four o'clock in the morning to train." "... What are you training for?" "Basketball." "Then," the protagonist looked up at the sky with distant eyes, "waiting for a helicopter." What this forced grafting produces is not humor, but an embarrassing sense of disobedience. It's like seeing Creeper dancing to "You're So Beautiful" at a construction site, or finding a pharmacist issuing "self-discipline certificates" to evil creatures - you can't laugh, you just want to call the police.