Honkai Impact 3rd, what should an ordinary player do at the start?

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--Eye.

This is a gift from a bleeding girl.

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From the moment she was rejected, the girl realized that this exchange had come to an end.

It's impossible to continue any longer. Faced with the predetermined outcome, forcibly continuing the situation is like standing in front of a trolley—not only will it fail to stop the trolley, but it will also result in getting splattered with blood.

Moreover, compared to purely beautiful and happy emotions, those mixed with some unpleasant and painful emotions can actually make memories more robust and last longer. This is probably why, in my previous memory, Miss Alexandra's story ended in tragedy, yet it remains the most important and unforgettable part of my memory.

Thinking back, it seems that the same effect occurred when I entered Jiang Cheng's room and felt that the smell was so bad that my head was about to be suffocated... Later, I could clearly remember shaking hands with Jiang Cheng there that day and being wary of Miss Mei and the others.

I wonder if pain can achieve the same effect?

I guess.

If that's the case, wouldn't it be possible to make Jiangcheng remember me more clearly in the same way?

I've already said something like that, so there's no need to repeat it, but Jiang Cheng has been acting a bit strange lately... especially after hearing the regret of the person who once shared my name.

—He had already realized that Jiang Cheng's thinking had been disturbed by his own actions, causing him to hesitate somewhat.

The willpower of ordinary people is no longer firm.

Unlike at the beginning, I no longer firmly identify with myself.

For today, for Mistelin, what he will remember most is the person who died.

Therefore, the girl must have done something that was very ordinary and mundane to the rational type, but shocking to humans—to forcibly imprint her existence in Jiang Cheng's heart in this way, so that Jiang Cheng could never forget it no matter what. Even if he wanted to forget it, even if the impression became a little blurry, he would still remember her whole person when he recalled all the shocking things that happened today.

The things you do must be things that another version of yourself would never do, preferably things that your future self would never do, and certainly not things that Cecilia, who has the same appearance, might do.

However, there is one crucial issue.

She doesn't know what she will do in the future.

If the past can be avoided by any means, then the future is completely unknown, an unknown that even the accumulated rationale cannot predict.

It was something that was impossible to predict to begin with, let alone with the addition of prophets. It became like quantum mechanics, turning into a complete Schrödinger's cat.

So……

so……

When it comes to gifts, you have to choose something that is impressive and special enough.

You must ensure that all requirements are met simultaneously to be sure that you will be remembered.

Missing even one requirement might not be enough. As for finding another opportunity later, who knows when such a good opportunity will come along? As long as you give something, Jiang Cheng will definitely remember it. Moreover, because of what has happened so long ago, Jiang Cheng will definitely remember the perfect timing of this day. If the intensity is not right, it might be overshadowed by the performance of another Misterin.

In that way, when Jiang Cheng recalls this day, he will definitely remember the deceased Mistelin, instead of me standing here now.

After racking my brains for half a day, I finally came up with enough ideas.

—Limbs.

This kind of thing can definitely represent one's feelings and is also very impactful.

and so--

She gouged out her own eyes as a farewell gift.

As long as she carries the eye with her, she can provide temporary assistance to Jiang Cheng even at the coronation ceremony... This way, she can even ensure that Jiang Cheng will carry the eye with him for a considerable period of time. Moreover, as long as she acts as if she has no common sense or knowledge about this, even if Jiang Cheng is very scared, he will only remind himself.

After all, I'm not human.

I have absolutely no idea about things like this.

If you're unhappy, you can't blame me. At most, just explain some common sense to me. And I really meant well, you have to believe me, you absolutely have to believe me. I've truly given you my eyes. Someone as ordinary as you will surely be so shocked in the end that you'll swallow your negativity and be deeply moved by me.

This is Mistelin's truly astonishing wisdom.

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"Please accept this; it's my greatest token of appreciation."

Seeing the boy's blank expression, Mistelin solemnly handed him the blood-stained spherical object.

It was as if she was trying to display all her emotions; even her single eye blinked lightly without reservation, reflecting the bright light in her beautiful eyes.

Ahhh...

A lovely girl presents a gift to a boy.

If it were at another time, or if someone had simply heard this sentence, they would probably have seen it as a very heartwarming scene.

However, Jiang Cheng watched with his own eyes as the eye he held in his palm was still bleeding and dripping blood.

"Do not……"

"Doesn't it hurt?"

This was the only question he could ask.

"A little."

What greeted her was that gentle, ever-present smile, even more human-like than before, with the corners of her lips slightly upturned—a captivating smile.

If the girl could tilt her head slightly, blink one eye, close the other, and put her hands together in a cute pose, her words would be even more touching.

But looking at Jiang Cheng's tightly closed, bleeding right eye, he felt his respiratory system was collapsing.

He broke down in the girl's next sentence—

"This is a gift. Aren't gifts supposed to be very precious?"

"The physical injuries caused by hunting cattle and sheep in ancient times, the physical hardships endured when accumulating dowry, and the psychological pain when buying diamond rings and gifts today—don't we all have to endure hardships, pain, and lose something to give precious gifts?"

"But these things should not be confused at all!"

Jiang Cheng didn't just keep those words on his lips anymore—he said them so clearly for the first time.

Even so, what greeted her was still that gentle smile, tinged with a hint of triumph. And because of her anger, the free hand, slightly unstained by blood, once again stroked her face. The soft touch that she had just taken a step back to avoid came again, and Mistelin whispered as if to soothe her.

"Don't worry, there's no difference."

"This is not a permanent injury."

In essence, this behavior is no different from the document called "Eye" that was given to Jiang Cheng—for a rational model that can be repaired.

It's just that the document sent that time, which was also constructed from a body, wasn't so rough, so cruel, or so painful.

But it seems this method is more likely to make me memorable.

Pain and such...

There are already too many memories.

On the contrary, Mistelin had never experienced such a caring scene. In fact, the moment she opened her eyes, she was surrounded by people like Gray Serpent. Expecting it to issue orders efficiently was fine, but expecting it to comfort or even show gentleness... it felt like she was less likely to expect those low-level personnel in the world who only knew loyalty to show emotions other than loyalty, or to not just look down at her.

—At least the latter is more likely.

"Anyway..."

Looking at the boy who seemed ready to suddenly erupt in rage at any moment.

The girl also took a slight step back in her attitude—after the last touch of her hand stroking his face, she pointed to his tightly closed right eye.

"Although saying this might diminish the importance of the gift and make this one-of-a-kind item less unique, I can actually grow it all at once..."

“Grow it up,” Jiang Cheng said immediately.

"Of course, I don't need two eyes. Even if I lose one eye, it won't affect my life or my fighting ability in any way."

"Grow."

"If I don't heal my wounds, then the gift you receive in Jiangcheng will be one of only two in the world, a pair of eyes. But if the wounds heal, then the gift you receive will become one of only three in the world, something that is neither so unique nor so precious."

The girl was still rambling on and on.

They kept emphasizing how precious it was.

Maybe that's just the kind of person she is.

Whether or not it is transcribed, it is essentially quite heavy, and it is best not to deal with it if possible, otherwise it may be the kind of guy whose life is doomed.

But Jiang Cheng had no interest in hearing any of that at this moment; he simply made his usual demands, even issuing orders—

"Grow your eyes back right now!"

"Ok."

Mistelin would never refuse again, but before doing so, she couldn't help but extend her finger.

"Didn't you say you'd give me a return gift? Could you let me stay in this state for a while as a return gift? Don't worry, it won't be long."

“This won’t be a gift from me,” Jiang Cheng said, gazing at her intently. Even though he had sighed to the point where even his persistence had vanished, he still emphasized each word clearly. “I will give you a gift in the healthiest and most normal way, a gift that will absolutely make you happy.”

"Then please accept my gift."

After going around in circles.

He still welcomed the girl's outstretched hand.

Those gradient-colored eyes seemed to be watching over him.

A gift that was given while bleeding.

This was the first time Jiang Cheng had ever resented his own incompetence—towards someone who could neither be called an enemy nor be considered close enough.

If it's an enemy, then you can either get disgusted by them and kill them, or ignore them, or send them to prison now as the Bishop of Destiny.

If it's someone close enough, then there's enough time to properly teach and explain what's wrong and what shouldn't be done. At the very least, you need to make her realize that anything that causes her pain is absolutely unacceptable, not even as a gift.

But Mistelin was not an enemy to be killed or imprisoned, nor an ordinary person or stranger to be walked away from, nor a lover to be educated or taught.

He is even an inhuman being, incapable of receiving much guidance or instruction from a human perspective; just moments ago, he was struggling with how to comfort him.

Take it.

Take it.

Take it.

If reality were a game, then what would be presented to the boy right now would be three identical options, leading him into a dead end of choices.

Even my throat and trachea were blocked by that sudden surge of irritability.

"Thank you for the gift, I accept it."

In the end, I still chose to extend my hand.

It even stopped the girl from wiping her eyes.

“No need…” He held the eyes in his hand before the created veil touched them, first taking them from the girl’s palm with two fingers, then gently placing them back in his palm. “I will preserve your eyes carefully. Even if the method is a bit strange, I now fully understand your thoughts.”

Ahhh...

They actually accepted it.

Feeling those indescribable, unspoken, but definitely smooth and soft eyes in my palm...

If there were a mirror in front of me right now, the expression on my face would definitely be... no, even without a mirror, I could guess my own expression.

"Thank you."

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Finally, Mistelin, who had been refused a farewell by Jiang Cheng, remained where she was. With her vision narrowed by almost a third, she could only see his slowly departing figure.

It wasn't put into a pocket, nor was it treated perfunctorily; instead, it was my own eyes that I held earnestly in my hands.

In a way, Jiang Cheng is now treating his body with the same gentleness.

The girl felt that this method could be used more often.

Give away more gifts.