Bronie has always been kind-hearted.
When she acts, she usually just breaks people's legs without causing fatalities.
This time, Bronie came prepared. The drones carried tranquilizer darts, and these mercenaries fell to the snowy ground in just a few moves.
Perhaps they would wake up with some frostbite?
But who cares?
If they live, they can be used by Bronya for practice in the future, staging a revenge drama.
If they die, then so be it. Bronie didn't deprive them of the chance to live.
With a bad body, what can one do as a mercenary in Russia?
Long-term training, coupled with brainwashing, had already tempered Bronya's heart into steel. No matter what happened in front of her, there would be no change.
Even facing death, the young Bronya wouldn't waver.
All the teammates died?
No problem. If they survive this time, there will be new teammates next time.
Last time, the Silver Wolf Team almost got wiped out, but new teammates were quickly recruited, weren't they?
This task felt straightforward. It was a named task with a hefty reward.
If Bronya could get that money, she might even afford an extra can of beef for her daily life.
However, as soon as Bronya reached the sniper spot, aimed through the scope, and hid herself in the snow, why did her teammates suddenly go silent just after reporting their positions?
Bronya hadn't seen this kind of situation before, but it didn't stop her from assessing the situation.
But...
At the moment of meeting the target, Bronya couldn't help but wonder if there really was another person in the world exactly like her.
"Caught you, little bunny! You can sleep well for now. When you wake up, everything around you will be different. You'll understand the beauty of the world and see the potential for your own growth."
With a bewildered expression, Bronya fell into a deep sleep.
Looking at her small body, the firm muscles beneath the soft, white skin, and the slight scratches in various places, Bronie was glad she had arrived early.
This might save her four years of hardship.
Actually, anesthesia has quite an impact on a child's body, but was this little bunny obedient?
Definitely not.
So Bronie had to let her sleep first before transporting her to the orphanage.
Projecting het own motorcycle, Bronie strapped Bronya to the back of the bike, covered her with a military coat for warmth and wind protection, and then set off for the orphanage.
...
When Bronya woke up and saw the unfamiliar surroundings, she immediately suppressed the weakness in her body and found a safe place.
Chair legs could be broken and made into makeshift weapons!
Even stockings could be used by Bronya to mercilessly harvest lives, not to mention a hard chair leg!
With the sound of breaking a chair, she would surely attract the other person's attention.
But...
Why didn't the other person tie her up?
Still, Bronya had encountered such people before. They thought she was small, so they didn't feel threatened and didn't bother to tie her up.
Usually, the lesson of not underestimating the enemy in Bronya's hands cost lives.
Bronya nervously gripped the chair leg and stared at the door.
Then, light footsteps approached.
Here they come!
The door opened slowly, but when Bronya saw the visitor, she hesitated and hid the chair leg behind her, planning to observe the almost identical girl in front of her first.
"Hey, you're finally awake! Are you hungry? Thirsty? After hearing your movements, I made some soup for you. It's nutritious, delicious, and easy to digest."
Bronie presented a large ceramic bowl from outside the door, which was even bigger than Bronya's face.
The steaming soup emitted a milky aroma, arousing a reaction from the already weak Bronya.
Her stomach growled, but Bronya didn't dare to move recklessly.
"According to Bronya's calculations, if you hold the bowl with both hands, your ability to counterattack and defend is completely zero. Bronya can take your life at any time. You're the one who tied Bronya up. Why didn't you take any measures to restrict Bronya's movements and even prepared food for Bronya?"
Even the clothes on her body had been changed to a cute sleeping gown.
There was heating in the room, the sunlight outside was just right, and it seemed like all the beauty surrounded her.
"Of course, it's because I mean no harm to you. Do you want to eat by yourself, or should I feed you? Also, put down the chair leg. That thing can't hurt me."
Bronya remained silent, still staring at Bronie.
"Really, open your mouth, ahh~"
Seeing that Bronya seemed unwilling to put down the chair leg, Bronie scooped up a bit of creamy soup, blew on it to cool it down, and then brought it to Bronya's lips.
"Is it really unable to hurt you?"
"Um... do you want to try?"
Hearing Bronie's response, how could Bronya not try?
The chair leg behind her suddenly swung towards Bronie's head with force, but before it could make contact, an invisible force intercepted its path.
The powerful recoil instantly destroyed the chair leg, and Bronya's hand also bled from the backlash.
"Huh, quite persistent. It would have been great if you could use this determination to deal with the leader of your mercenary group. Anyway, you've tried it, let's have dinner now, shall we?"
Bronya slowly opened her mouth, and Bronie cooperatively brought the spoonful of soup to her mouth.
Small and tender, indeed observing the little bunny up close was quite interesting.
"I don't quite understand, what are you smiling about?"
"Whenever I see something cute, I can't help but smile. Oh, and my name is Bronie, no surname. You can just consider me your big sister."
"Sister? Bronya is an only child, she can't have a sister. And even if she did have a sister, based on Bronya's estimation, you'd only be about five years older than me, which isn't enough to survive on your own."
"Five years not enough? No, I was dominating the street in Cyber Arc City when I was three... Forget about those unpleasant things, let me see your hand."
Bronya, like a little hamster, slurped the creamy soup. Upon hearing Bronie's request, she extended her hand.
"No, the other hand, the injured one."
"Oh..."
After swallowing the soup, little Bronya watched as Bronie took out something resembling a pistol and applied it to her hand.
A slight sting, followed by the injured hand feeling no pain anymore!
"This is some old technology my friend found in her own lab, used for battlefield recovery. It works quite well and has no side effects. It's called Little Abyss Flower."
So it was for treatment.
"I don't quite understand, is Bronie an alien?"
"Huh? Why would you say that?"
"Because on the battlefield, Bronya has never seen such advanced technology and equipment."
Anything related to combat, Bronya could recognize, but apart from that, she had no common sense whatsoever, like a blank sheet of paper.
Of course, she was slightly better than Kiana when they first met.
"This may take you some time to understand in the future."
"So, does Bronie want to be my owner?"
Feeding her, treating her, Bronya could only think her value lay in combat.
Hearing Bronya say such a cruel thing so calmly, Bronie could only sigh helplessly.
"I just regret not finding you earlier! I don't want to be your owner, I just hope you can be my family. Of course, there are many children in the orphanage, they are your family too. We will grow together in the future, face many things together, witness many things together, and leave behind the unpleasant past."
"Family? Bronya doesn't quite understand..."
Then Bronie's response was a hug.
"Growth together, companionship, support, that's what family is. No more fighting, rest assured, I'll protect you in the future."
Feeling the embrace from the larger Bronie, Bronya was also deeply moved.
Since she could touch, she could attack, but Bronie had no qualms at all, hugging her without any defense.
So this was what family meant?
...
As night fell, children should sleep early to ensure proper development.
However, Bronie usually slept later than those children, as she had games to develop, and she also had to take care of little Bronya, so tonight she slept later than usual.
And Bronie was also waiting for a call.
A call from Cioara.
Just as Bronie was wondering why Cioara hadn't called yet, the phone rang.
She answered.
"Bronie! What have you done these past few days? Now everyone in the mercenary world is looking for someone called Haxxor! Even I've been targeted!"
Well, using a contract to lure mercenaries in and then kill them was indeed a bit out of line.
But Bronie never liked following other people's rules.
If there was any dissatisfaction, Bronie could also let the other party experience the rules of the gang world.
She just didn't expect such a big reaction from the mercenary world.
Its just a mercenary group, right?
"Yeah yeah, why are they looking for Haxxor now? Bronie has no idea~"
"Because of the tranquilizer darts."
"Huh? Can those things become Haxxor's symbol? I've only used them twice! Just twice!"
"Yeah, when you were looking for the leaders of Anti Entropy, only you, the weirdo, in the mercenary world would use tranquilizer darts. Others just shoot them in the head directly. Where else would you leave them alive?"
Cioara was not wrong, it seemed like Bronie was the only one in the mercenary world who didn't kill.
Although the first time using the name Haxxor Bunny was in front of Tesla.
But didn't expect the name to spread so quickly, a little action drew so much attention.
"So how much am I worth?"
"Several million dollars... No, that's not what I meant to say, it's just that Tesla has publicly disclosed everything she saw for free, so now you're famous in the mercenary world too, and the Silver Wolf Team was completely defeated, was that also your doing? What exactly do you want to do?"
Cioara was very worried about Bronie.
Bronie just sent over a photo.
"Why did you send me a cute picture of you as a child?"
"This is the child I just picked up. Her name is Bronya Zaychik. Isn't this reason enough?"
Bronie really liked Natasha's words.
"Huh?"
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"You wait for me!"
After saying this, Cioara hung up the phone directly, leaving Bronie puzzled.
Didn't she mention before that she is a traveler wandering through the Bubble Worlds, where similar individuals could exist in different worlds?
But upon further thought, this matter wasn't important, and Bronie hadn't really mentioned it much anyway.
But what does matter?
Time to sleep, time to eat.
The next morning, when Bronie entered Bronya's room, she saw Bronya getting up anxiously from the bed due to her injuries.
Watching Bronya pretending as if nothing had happened despite the pain from her injuries, Bronie calmly got near the bed.
"Only by resting well can your injuries fully recover. Of course, if you insist on overexerting yourself, I won't stop you. Don't worry, there's no fighting here, and there won't be any."
Teaching the little bunny about human warmth was indeed a long and arduous task.
"Do you have any business with Bronya?"
Although there were many doubts in her heart, speaking them out loud might not necessarily bring answers.
So Bronya just suppressed her doubts and waited quietly for Bronie's instructions.
"Nothing, I just came to give you some new clothes. From now on, there will be Princess Dress Day every month, where everyone will gather and play in beautiful princess dresses. So I prepared a little dress for you in advance. I am the head of this orphanage. I'm also responsible for both classes and daily life."
Grandma Alona was in charge of most of the cleaning work at the orphanage, as well as going to the nearest town to buy ingredients.
For an old lady, these tasks were quite strenuous, so Bronie also arranged for a robot vacuum cleaner to help.
In a way, wasn't this also part of her management?
Looking at the colorful dresses, Bronya fell into silence. Such clothes were not suitable for combat. They might even hinder her performance in CQC.
Was this Bronie's scheme?
"For everyday life, you can wear whatever clothes you like, as long as they don't deviate too much from aesthetics." Bronie added.
Seeing the questioning look in the young bunny's eyes, Bronie also sensed something.
It was the look of someone with questions in their heart but too afraid to ask.
"I know you have many doubts, but only by asking directly will I know what you really want to ask."
"Who are you exactly? Why do you look exactly like Bronya?"
Bronya was straightforward, or rather, emotionally unintelligent?
When there were questions, if she got consent, she would ask them sincerely.
And this was indeed the biggest question on the little bunny's mind.
"Well, this question is actually quite complicated. With your current level of knowledge, you may not be able to understand it fully. In simple terms, the starry sky above our heads contains countless worlds, similar yet different. Sometimes, the universe may play a little joke on us, giving birth to a similar individual, and I am one of those people who come from different worlds but look alike... Your expression..."
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Seeing Bronie explain it this way, Bronya's face was full of disbelief.
Yeah, this situation often occurred.
But it didn't matter; Bronie couldn't be bothered to explain whether she believed it or not.
She would understand on her own eventually.
"Um, Sister Bronie..."
Seeming to have talked too much, Seele came over from the dining room to find them.
Since Bronie and Bronya hadn't arrived yet, they couldn't start the meal directly.
"Seele? Oh, sorry for being a bit slow. You know, Bronya is still unfamiliar with everyone here, so she's a little shy. Let's go, Bronya. I steamed some buns for breakfast today, all filled with meat. You'll definitely like them."
After changing Bronya into her new clothes and tidying up her spiral drill, Bronie looked satisfied as he held her hand and led her to the dining room.
"I knew it! Sister Bronie must have gone out to have a baby behind our backs, even the names are so similar!"
"Rosalia, if I hear you spreading rumors again, I'll make you copy the physiology textbook five hundred times! Five hundred times! You'll even have to draw the diagrams carefully!"
"Eek!!"
Drawing unmentionable things five hundred times could cause severe mental trauma!
Rosalia was instantly scared into silence, while Lilia chuckled on the side. "And Anila, don't believe everything you hear. Can't you think for yourself for once?"
"What is the cycle from birth to birth?"
Well, since Bronie has mentioned it, everyone naturally dares not to talk nonsense about Bronya being Bronie's daughter.
"Well, Bronya Zachyik, another orphan of the Second Eruption, was raised in the mercenary group. Don't think it's very cool. You can't even run 500 meters every day. The torment Bronya has endured is hundreds of times stricter than running 500 meters every day!"
"But it's really cool..."
Bronie's sharp gaze caught Isabella, who seemed to sense being stared at, hurriedly hiding behind Nina, who was even more at a loss.
"In any case, get along well. She is also part of the family from now on. And recently, Bronya is recovering from her injuries, so don't let her engage in too intense physical activity."
At this point, Bronie noticed Lilia raising her hand seriously.
"Do you have a question? Let's talk while eating."
Now everyone reacted; they hadn't had breakfast yet. Since Bronie said so, Lilia quickly picked up the steaming buns on the table.
"Bronie sister, why do Bronya and you look so alike, even your hairstyles?"
"Didn't you see my hairstyle today? It's not twin drills, it's twin draped drills plus side drills. It's not the same hairstyle. As for why we look exactly alike? Today happens to be Monday, and the Honkai class has changed to Cosmic Sociology. I'll explain to you what kind of universe we are in."
Bronie's words left Bronya stunned.
Cosmic Sociology?
Honkai class?
In a state of confusion, Bronya enjoyed a delicious breakfast. It was something she hadn't really enjoyed since birth.
Delicious food, constant heating, comfortable beds, and beautiful clothes.
Bronya began to believe that Bronie was sincere to her.
Although she had many secrets, if she could continue to live like this, it would be great.
"Miss Bronie, Director Cioara is here."
After breakfast, Bronie was about to take the children to the classroom when Cioara rushed over without stopping!
"Did you not sleep last night and come straight here? I remember it's quite far from there to here, right? Did you have breakfast? ....Don't be so excited!"
It had been a long time since she had seen Cioara, and Bronie missed her.
But seeing Cioara's worried look, she might have thought that she died in the mercenary world.
"You better explain to me clearly what's going on. You've made a big mess this time. Anti-Entropy is looking for you, and you're still moving around nearby, getting recognized. If I don't take care of you, Schicksal might focus its attention here."
Cioara was worried about Schicksal's people.
After all, with Kiana by her side, if things got any more chaotic, the situation might attract the attention of both Schicksal and Anti Entropy, and then the World Serpent might just abandon her for the sake of the infiltration plan.
And her future self wouldn't fare well either.
Of course, Bronie was the same.
"Don't worry, this time I acted solely for that child. Her childhood was worse than yours. After all, the World Serpent wouldn't treat her so harshly just for completing a task and only receiving a can of beef as a reward?"
"Hi... That child is indeed pitiful..."
But how did Bronie know about this?
"Well, since you're here, to prevent you from being shocked by some things about me in the future, the class I'm going to teach next will change from Honkai to Cosmic Sociology, so you can have a good understanding of what the universe outside is like. But just treat it as a story, because what I'm going to say next is hard to prove."
"Hard to prove, then why say it?"
"Because they are all true, and they can also help you understand this universe and some truths about Honkai."
Bronie once claimed to be a traveler of the Sea of Quanta.
Cioara fully believed it, but she had never heard of the state of the universe as Bronie knew it.
And the truth about Honkai...
"By the way, it seems you have never worried about Honkai or the coming of the End."
"How can I not worry? I worry a lot. Otherwise, why would I try so hard to trick the Flamechasers into coming out of the Elysian Realm? I'm doing this to get them to solve the Honkai, right?"
"If they could solve the Honkai, they would have come out of Elysian Realm long ago..."
"Considering the current civilization's resources and situation, solving the Honkai is still very hopeful. If the Flamechasers can come out, it will greatly increase the success rate of surviving the Honkai. Anyway, let's not talk about these. Just treat it as a story."
Bronie seemed indifferent, but Cioara became interested.
"I want to see what the universe looks like in your eyes. Isn't it like a Dark Forest?"
"The premise of a Dark Forest is whether the exchange of information can be conveyed accurately and the speed of interstellar travel. The Dark Forest can be broken through, but before civilizations enter space, without technology, the Dark Forest prevails. This is not just talk."
As Bronie spoke, she entered the classroom, where everyone was seated.
"Today, Cioara came to see Bronya and to listen to the class. Who erased the drawings I made?"
Looking at the empty blackboard, Bronie was confused. There were originally drawings of a tree, a sea, and symbols of various Paths, all gone.
"Uh... it, it was me..."
Nina weakly raised her hand.
"Although I know you meant well, remember to ask me next time."
Saying this, Bronie snapped her fingers, and the drawings of the tree and sea, along with the symbols, reappeared on the blackboard.
"Ahem, first, I'll briefly explain the concept of the imaginary tree. In simple terms, it affirms countless timelines and worlds to a tree-like structure. Each branch represents a form of existence in a world, and each leaf represents its present and past in the time dimension. The tree crown, fueled by unclaimed imaginary energy in the spacetime conduit, always maintains a dynamic structure, with new buds growing and old leaves falling."
Bronie left a dot on a branch tip.
"This is our world, our planet. Beyond this, there is a mysterious imaginary energy that separates one universe from another. Therefore, most civilizations can only explore the edge of their own universes, as that is the trunk of the imaginary tree."
"So can we move outside the branches?"
Ann raised her hand and asked.
"Yes! The branches are full of imaginary energy, so naturally, you can move elsewhere, like this gap. But it's also very dangerous. The Sea of Quanta lacks the concept of time, and the relative dimensions of space to the real world are difficult to calculate, making it just as difficult to travel through imaginary space as it is to travel in the Sea of Quanta."
Cioara seemed to have something to say.
But if no one raised their hand, she wouldn't stop.
"So what is Honkai? Are there Honkaiis in other worlds?"
Bookworm Anila also raised her hand and asked.
"No, according to my experience and observations, Honkai does not occur in other worlds. So this thing, Honkai, is unique to our world as a test. If it can't be overcome, then there is only destruction."
Although Bronya had many doubts, she knew she had never attended a Honkai class, so she couldn't understand the content of the class.
But listening to the story was still quite enjoyable.
At this moment, Seele tapped Bronya's shoulder, and Bronya looked over curiously, finding a notebook.
There were many notes on it, all about Honkai and what to do when Honkai disaster strikes.
Bronya glanced briefly, only then did she understand that Honkai was a constant threat in this world.
"That's all for the quantum sea and the imaginary tree. This is just to give everyone a deeper understanding of the universe's condition. Now, In this vast universe, there is also a powerful existence called Aeon. Although everyone knows very little about it and is limited by finite cognition, intelligent beings can vaguely perceive the powers of the Aeons. This is also the source of some special abilities."
Cioara felt it was a bit far-fetched, but special abilities did exist.
After all, sometimes she had to help Jackal catch people, so once some special existences were found, they would inevitably be subjected to research.
"Each Aeon holds a Path. So far, the nature of the Paths is still unclear, but it can be roughly summarized with a philosophical concept. It is a part of the imaginary, a metaphysical aggregation. After meeting certain conditions, this part of the imaginary energy will be occupied by that intelligent creature."
Hearing this, Cioara suddenly understood what the experiment Bronie had mentioned before was about.
Was all this true? But how did she know these things?
"And that intelligent creature is the Aeons. The Aeons can freely use the power of Path, but it is also firmly bound by Path. Those who follow a Path and exert their own will may gain a faint power from that Path. In simple terms, it is the predecessors' enlightenment, and the successors' follow-up, which is like cultivating in the universe."
The more common and widely related insignias of Paths were projected by Bronie, and Cioara raised her hand. She had a question to ask.
"Then what Path do you walk? What about me?"
"Me? I don't know yet, but according to my own understanding of myself, I probably walk the Path of Nihility. As for you... I don't know, maybe it's Harmony, or maybe it's nihility. Who knows, after all, neither of us had been glanced by an Aeon on our own destiny."
"Then tell us about Aeons. I think I have many questions that may need to be asked of you."
Cioara tentatively believed Bronie's words, but such information was indeed difficult to accept.
Aeon? Honkai? Imaginary tree?
There were too many bizarre things, and it seemed like they had nothing to do with her. But it seemed that there were ways for her to become stronger here?
"Right, my goal is the vast ocean of stars. How could I leave you on Earth? You should know these things. So let me tell you about each Aeon and its Path. These heavyweight information is unknown to anyone in this world!"
"How do you know then?"
"Because I have special abilities in the realm of information. In the Sea of Quanta, I can investigate scattered information at any time, including these. Although I can't verify these things, they are probably true because destiny does exist."
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