Honkai Impact: Grandma Pine Sparrow is still chasing me!

Chapter 13 Praise the Bucket God!

"Little Grey, what are you doing?"

“Young Master Qiong, as a maid, Rita shouldn’t be judging others, but Rita still thinks it’s not right to damage public property…”

The two followed Rita through the alley. According to Rita's casual conversation with them, she, as a maid, could easily take down ten Arvites.

If it doesn't crash.

Kiana was full of praise for Rita's combat power and even tried to ask Rita for training methods, but naturally she was completely fooled by the Herrscher of the Void.

After saying "That's impressive," Sora began to think about ways to improve her combat power. After all, in the Honkai world, it's easy to not survive until the end of the Great Honkai without some skills. Ignoring methods like crazy training to improve physical fitness, which are slow to take effect and can't stop the Honkai's erosion, Sora naturally focused her thoughts on conjuring the "shadow" of the baseball bat in her hand and the power of the Trailblazer herself.

His plan to scare himself during the day to verify if he possessed shadow powers was interrupted by the police officer. He couldn't really scare himself to verify it in a short time, and even if he did manage to verify it, he couldn't afford the price of those powers...

If you owe too much debt, you might be captured and made into a slave by Aunt Jue, who looks like Grandma Pine Sparrow!

Ahem, I've gone off-topic. In short, the Gray-haired Star Core Essence should focus on its own body.

Think about it, how did you first unleash your power? It was to protect yourself and Miyuki Asakura from thugs.

Qiong couldn't help but think of the role-playing novels she had read before: the more a protagonist resembled a template character, the more power they received from the original. And helping a beautiful girl like Asakura Miyuki—wasn't that perfectly in line with the philanthropic spirit of Galaxy Baseball Man? If this were on Honkai Impact 3rd, wouldn't it earn him high moral praise?

Unfortunately, Sora didn't have a system to verify her conjectures. While Kiana and Rita were walking ahead chatting, Sora called out to her system countless times in her mind, but it just wouldn't appear. That probably meant she didn't have a system...

It's truly disheartening that a transmigrator from the mighty Celestial Empire doesn't even have a system...

However, Qiong still intends to give it a try, at least to do what a pioneer should do, since there's no harm in it. But what should she do?

Qiong spotted the trash can by the roadside and pulled out a baseball bat.

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Several trash cans were overturned on the roadside, all thanks to Sora's "handiwork." Faced with Kiana and Rita's questioning, Sora smiled sheepishly.

"Actually, I feel like something in the trash can is calling to me."

Kiana didn't believe Qiong's explanation.

"Is something calling you from the trash can? Little Grey, you weren't bitten by that monster too, and now you're delirious, hallucinating and talking nonsense, were you?"

"Oh? So that kind of medicine works by first affecting a person's cognition... Young Master Qiong, don't worry, Rita can take you to a professional place to find the best doctor for treatment right now, and I believe you will recover soon."

"I'm not sick, I'm perfectly fine!"

"But patients usually say they are not sick."

"Little Gray Fur, don't push yourself. If you're sick, you should get treatment."

"Oh dear, you two don't understand..."

Not only did her damage to public property from banging on several buckets not increase her strength, but her teammates also treated her like a lunatic. A sense of frustration suddenly welled up in Qiong's heart.

"You two, I'll prove it to you!"

Try again, try knocking open another bucket with the stick. If I still can't muster the strength, I'll never touch a trash can again in my life!

Carrying a baseball bat, Qiong walked towards a cylindrical trash can, but this time he didn't intend to take action directly. Instead, he closed his eyes and silently recited a few words to the can.

The all-knowing and all-seeing Sage of the Bucket, the representative of the friendship between the King of Buckets? Little Bucket Power, I am the defeated King of the Trash Cans, Tartarov, the captain of the Pioneer's Tail, the Galactic Batman! Please, show your power!

Opening her eyes and gritting her teeth, Qiong was surprised to find that her baseball bat was indeed wrapped in electricity, just like during the day. Perhaps because it was late at night, the electricity was even brighter.

"Listen carefully: Rules are meant to be broken!"

Unsurprisingly, the blow, amplified by the power of the star core, shattered the trash can to pieces, leaving not even a trace. The trash itself either flew away or burned. Qiong was extremely satisfied with this.

Praise be to the barrel god, praise be to Nanook, praise be to Kripper, and aha... In short, thank all the gods, now he's not a helpless weakling anymore!

"That's great, I can do it too..."

"Little Grey, have parts of your body been infected yet?"

"what?"

Kiana thought that although Sora claimed to have superhuman strength and could break someone's bones with a single blow, even the strongest person couldn't possibly smash a trash can to pieces with one blow, right? Besides, it was electrified! That's a baseball bat, not a stun gun!

Then there's only one explanation: Sora was also infected by Honkai energy, but it wasn't for long, and with timely treatment, she can probably be saved, right?

"Kiana, this is my own power. I haven't been infected by anything. I'm just not very good at controlling it."

“Miss Kiana, Rita can testify for Young Master Qiong; he has always possessed this ability.”

After all, Otto provided quite comprehensive information.

"But Rita also has one question: why did you knock over the trash can, young master?"

"Yes, why?"

"Why... Can I choose not to answer?"

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"Mr. Gray Snake, I hope you can provide a satisfactory explanation for the side effects of your product."

Enraged, the purple-haired punk dialed his supplier's number.

"Sir, please calm down. I've already said that it's a newly developed drug in North America. It's very potent and hasn't been tested on humans. The side effects on mice are turning purple and excessive energy. We have no data on its use on humans."

As for why it's labeled as originating from China but rather North America, it's because people in the Far East seem to prefer North American goods. Anyway, this Grey Snake is just a smuggled product, so labeling it as North American will earn them a lot more money, so why not?

"But you never said that the user would turn into a crazed, biting monster! And it's contagious! If we hadn't been lucky, we would all be dead! I don't care, you have to compensate us!"

"People who use our medicine will turn into monsters and it's contagious? Don't worry, we'll send professionals to solve the problem."

"Better so."

On the other side, Gray Serpent also put down the phone. He raised his hand and sent a text message to Raven, whom he had raised since childhood. He believed that Raven could resolve all the problems and traces left behind before the Chosen Ones officially discovered and intervened.