Honkai Impact: Grandma Pine Sparrow is still chasing me!

Chapter 301 Kiana, Attack!

Looking at the pot of mutton soup on the table, Qiong frowned.

This is bad, really bad! A goddess of the earth, instead of studying advanced mathematics and physics to research her powers, has started looking at recipes again!

This really panicked Qiong. Kiana neglecting her duties was a minor issue, but having him act as a guinea pig was a much bigger problem!

"Why don't you just give up cooking..."

"why?"

Kiana stood with her hands on her hips, looking at Sora with a puzzled expression. No matter what, for Sora's health, she had to make him eat it!

Otherwise, I might have to reduce the frequency...

"I heard you advanced, so I made this especially for you! Come on, drink it while it's hot! This mutton soup is delicious!"

"Yes, yes, yes, drinking soup is such a wonderful thing..."

Yesterday at noon I ate some rice cakes and felt listless all afternoon, which also affected my nap; in the evening... well, the last thing that had nothing to do with food doesn't count, but it was still Kiana's fault!

Qiong's expression was contorted with pain... He had already foreseen his possible fate: food poisoning, but not fatal, and another afternoon spent in bed.

This won't do! He won't accept it! So Qiong tried her best to appear pitiful and cast a pitiful look at Bai Ji behind Kiana in an attempt to get help.

But Bai Ji suddenly became interested in the chair he was sitting on, focusing intently on the chair he had looked at countless times, ignoring Qiong's plea for help.

Bai Ji felt that as an outsider, it was best to pretend he hadn't seen anything about Qiong and Kiana's affair. But Qiong didn't think so.

Teacher, please don't ignore me!

Kiana pressed closer, her eyes sparkling brightly.

"Delicious food? Yes, it's delicious food! You think so too, right? Come and try it, I cooked it with Honkai energy!"

"Boiled with... Honkai energy?"

Um, is it still edible?

"Yes, that's right! Look carefully!"

Seeing Qiong's expression, Kiana, in a good mood, snapped her fingers, and purple flames immediately appeared at her fingertips.

It must be clarified that using Honkai energy to cook rice is not a waste, but rather part of the "training" process.

Because of her limited knowledge, Kiana did not understand a significant portion of the formulas taught by the two doctors, and naturally could not make the Honkai obey her commands through calculations—but who says calculations are necessary?

The fact that burning things can cook rice, linking everyone's dreams together, and even the creation of rice cakes are all results of her own "thinking" and experimentation.

Don't underestimate this "I'm thinking"! A mishap in the dream link can lead to chaos. It took me several days for the rice cake to go from creation to reality, and this Honkai-era cooking system demands "precise heat control." Otherwise, too low a heat and the lamb might not be cooked, too high and the whole pot and kitchen would burn...

Qiong knew nothing of this; all he knew was that the goddess was smiling, and with a smile, she scooped up a spoonful of broth.

"How is it? Isn't it exactly the same as after you used the Holy Mark? Want to learn? I'll teach you! There's no rush. If you want, I can carve another Holy Mark for you..."

Qiong took a small step back.

"Actually, I'm not interested in using Honkai energy as natural gas... Maybe Aunt Ai and the others would? I'd rather use a flame spear to start a fire..."

They chatted idly, and Qiong's elbow brushed against Song Que's chest as he retreated. Desperate, he grabbed Song Que's hand as if it were a lifeline and made an "SOS" sign on his palm.

Grandma Pine Sparrow, you wouldn't be like someone who just stands by and watch someone die, would you?!

Song Que was slightly taken aback, then felt Qiong making gestures in her palm... To be honest, she didn't understand.

"Qiong, what are you gesturing with my hand? Is it the number you talked about before? Why did you write 505?"

Qiong looked utterly desperate. He had forgotten that the Martian, Song Que, was semi-illiterate at this point—or even if he wasn't illiterate, the Luo Xingren probably wouldn't understand what "SOS" meant. At that moment, Kiana had already walked up to him with a bowl in her hand.

"Qiong, drink it quickly!"

The voice was like the whisper of a demon: Drink it, and it will harm your body and mind, even sell your soul…

Qiong kept her mouth tightly shut and shook her head like a rattle drum.

I don't want to sell my soul! I've already been fooled by rice cakes, how can I fall for mutton too? You can't make the same mistake twice!

"Qiong, you... oh dear, it's just a meat soup! It's made of rice cakes, Qiong, you have to appreciate it! Otherwise, we would be furious! Rice cakes, it's okay if we try some, right?"

Although she didn't understand what Qiong meant, Songque guessed a bit. Not being particularly particular, she took the bowl from Kiana and took a sip. The moment the soup entered her mouth, her pupils dilated sharply, and her expression became... quite interesting?

"Wow, it's so salty—but the soup is so delicious! Is there a bit too much salt? Putting everything else aside, it's just so good! Qiong, and Young Master Bai, you two should try some too!"

Not bad, looks like it won't kill the sparrow? It even received a fair assessment from the sparrow?

Qiong struggled internally. Even Matsuko had drunk it, and it seemed fine except for being a little salty? But Kiana's past record of terrible cooking… yet her eyes were full of longing for approval. Qiong gritted her teeth, took the bowl from Matsuko, and cautiously took a small sip from a different angle.

In an instant, an indescribable flavor exploded in my mouth, salty and strange, with a peculiar muttony smell. Compared to rice cakes, the mutton soup was even more impactful.

"How is it? Delicious, isn't it!"

"Um……"

Although he had no proof, he had a feeling that if he drank a few more sips, he might really be bedridden.

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After dinner, Kiana paced back and forth outside Sora's room.

"A major crisis..."

I was careless, and in my haste, my attack became too fierce! As a result, Qiong went from silently accepting to fiercely resisting!

You should have realized last night that Qiong refused to eat noodles because your enthusiasm exceeded his tolerance level, and now Qiong is resisting you!

Resisting yourself—what's the point of eating all that mutton in your dreams? You can't have his body but not his heart!

"Alas, this is an utter disgrace! I, this young lady, have miscalculated..."

What was even more unexpected was that Qiong was in slightly better condition than yesterday; he didn't want to sleep. And without a nap, there was no forced lap pillow as Kiana had anticipated – people need face, trees need bark, but if a person has no shame, they are invincible. In Qiong's eyes, Kiana had now evolved into a seasoned veteran who knew nothing of shame in front of him and whose attempts to dissuade him from cooking were futile…

Admittedly, since yesterday, aside from resorting to force, she's been completely unrestrained. This state of Kiana has unknowingly become a Damocles' sword hanging over Qiong's head. Therefore, Qiong has preferred to stay with Song Que these past two days, avoiding Kiana at all costs. Today, right after eating, she went straight to Bai Ji's study, claiming she was looking up information—doesn't that just show she knows Kiana doesn't like reading and won't get into a study room?

"We can't continue with this gentle yet forceful approach; Qiong is starting to resist."

The situation has changed, and tactics naturally need to be adjusted. But how? Kiana is now alone, without Bronya or others to act as wingmen and strategists…

Kiana couldn't help but think of her "teammates." If they were there, at least in times like this, their small group called "Unity Agreement" could offer a dozen or so reliable or unreliable suggestions. Having ideas is always better than having none.

Kiana couldn't think of anything else: her love was rejected, her food and shelter were also rejected, and apart from sleeping, when Kiana tacitly allowed her to occupy half of the bed, she was unwilling to even talk to Kiana alone at other times!

Setting aside most of the ways she knew to improve relationships, Kiana had only one word left in her mind: dating.

The problem is, would Qiong, who has already rejected him, be willing to go out with him?

"Nian Gao, what are you doing?"

The passing sparrow found Kiana's halting and walking manner very strange.

"Songque, if you want to ask Qiong out, but he's afraid of you, what should you do?"

Song Que stroked his chin, understanding now. Qiong couldn't accept the love between a human and a snake, and her resistance was growing stronger.

After thinking for a moment, Song Que decided to test the waters first.

"Rice cake, there's an old saying that goes, 'A forced melon is not sweet.' You see... cough cough, I misspoke earlier."

After being glared at by Kiana, the sparrow immediately changed its mind.

“I suggest you find a place he’s interested in, and then lie to me and Young Master Bai that we’ll be there too. Once you’ve taken him out, you can slowly get him to accept the idea of ​​going on a date with you.”

"No way! And it's not a date, it's a 'hanging out' invitation!"

Kiana immediately objected; the suggestion had a deceptive style, and Matsuki would certainly think it was a good idea. But if they did it, Kiana's credibility would be ruined.

"Okay, okay, you're asking him out... So why is he afraid of you?"

"Maybe I was too proactive..."

"Sigh, what's this!"

Kiana scratched her head sheepishly, and, true to her reputation as a person who speaks to everyone however she pleases, immediately began to praise Kiana.

"It's all Qiong's fault! He's so clueless! No man would dislike a mature, dignified, and gentle person like you!"

Although it was just a polite remark, Kiana genuinely believed it; her high ponytail was something Sora agreed looked good on her! Much better than braids!

But... could it be that her gentleness and beauty put psychological pressure on Sora? After all, being stranded in a foreign land is bad enough for Sora, but then there's Kiana, who transformed from a snake into a beautiful woman and claims to be his future wife. He really should be wary...

A thought flashed through Kiana's mind.

What if she approached Qiong in her old way? Would Qiong still be wary of her then?

Worth a try.

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Qiong's eyes swept over the books, focusing on those about gods, shadows, the Ten Arts War, and Luo Xing itself.

"Princess Star? No. Truth and Lies... I'll look at them another time. Three Thousand Whys..."

"The Ten Arts War was held to select knights for the gods. The winner became the Shadow Rider of the Gods, and from then on, he was born to serve the gods and thus would be granted eternal life by the gods... Goodness, he was the one who organized the first one? That guy Lithost must have lived for at least several hundred years, right?"

If we consider that Ouxia records a Martian year as having eighteen months, a full 668 days, then it's even longer.

To be honest, Qiong was getting a little bored. There were very few interesting books in Bai Ji's meticulously prepared study, and after checking some things, he wanted to leave.

Qiong closed the book and was about to leave the study when he suddenly heard a familiar voice outside.

"Qiong, I know you're in there, come out quickly."

It's Kiana! Qiong frowned, a sense of foreboding creeping into her heart. Had she not had enough mutton soup at lunch and come looking for another bowl?

Pretend you didn't hear me.

Kiana persisted, banging on the door incessantly.

"Dead Gray Hair, come out here! Your sister Qi... has something to say to you!"

Qiong had no choice but to bite the bullet and open the door. There she was, Kiana, dressed in a white, tight-fitting bodysuit covered in stars and cats.

Qiong was somewhat surprised, not expecting Kiana to transform into this again, especially with braids.

Hearing Dead Gray Hair's voice and seeing her coquettish yet genuine eyes, Qiong's defenses crumbled a little.

"Okay, I'll go out with you for a little while?"

Kiana immediately beamed with joy and excitedly flashed a peace sign at the pine bird lying in ambush nearby.

As expected, Qiong was completely unguarded when facing her student days!

Kiana, attack!

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