Collapse: The World I Live In

In the small town where Qianjie fell, Qianjie slowly raised his head. His white hair with a little black at the ends blocked his eyes, making it difficult to see his expression. He turned his head and looked around, but found that today was different from usual. There was no one around him. Normally, by this time, the villagers should have surrounded him, waiting to drink his blood.

"What's going on..." Qianjie asked in a hoarse voice, but no one responded to his question. At this time, a biting cold wind blew, and hail began to fall from the sky. Slowly, the chains that locked Qianjie were frozen. In such an extremely low temperature, a normal person should not be able to survive, but Qianjie still survived, constantly exhaling hot air from his mouth.

With a snap, the chain that locked Qianjie was broken by the freezing, and Qianjie fell to the ground. Qianjie supported himself with his hands and stood up from the ground, feeling the long-lost earth. Qianjie had a wonderful feeling.

“What on earth is going on…” Qianjie said, dragging his tired body towards the houses in the village. He came to a house and knocked on the door, but no one responded.

Qianjie had no choice but to open the door and walk in to take a look at the room. He saw that there was no living thing in the room, only three ice sculptures next to the table, like a family.

Qianjie walked over and looked at the ice sculptures in front of him. He didn't know why, but he felt a sense of familiarity when looking at these ice sculptures. He touched the ice sculpture next to the table with his hand. At the moment of touching, the ice sculpture collapsed, and red blood actually flowed out of the broken ice sculpture. Qianjie looked at the opposite side of the broken ice sculpture. It was an ice sculpture smaller than the broken one. Looking at the face of the ice sculpture, Qianjie remembered that the appearance of this ice sculpture was the same as the little girl who had brought him food before...

One night a few days before the fifth Honkai outbreak,

Qianjie looked at the little girl who was sitting on a bench in front of him holding rice and soup, wanting to feed him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Little brat, why are you here so late?"

"I'm bringing you food, can't you see?" the little girl said with a smile.

"...Why?" Qianjie asked. In the past, no one came to bring him food because they thought that gods did not need to eat...

"Well... because you look so pitiful..." The little girl thought for a moment, and said with a smile, "Okay, let's not talk about anything else. Try my cooking. This is my first time cooking." After that, she handed a rice ball to Qianjie.

Qianjie looked at the rice ball in front of him which was only the size of the girl's hand. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but seeing the expectant look in the girl's eyes, Qianjie ate the rice ball in one bite. At this moment, Qianjie had only one feeling, which was - it was so salty!

"How is it? How is it?" Seeing Qianjie eat the rice ball in one bite, the girl hurriedly asked Qianjie how he felt.

"Very... delicious." Qianjie looked at the happy girl and changed the words he was about to say.

"Really? Then there are more here." The girl took out another package from behind her back, which contained a few rice balls.

Looking at the rice balls in front of him, Qianjie gritted his teeth and ate several of them.

"Then I'll go first, otherwise it will be bad if I'm discovered. Goodbye, big brother with white hair, I'll come again tomorrow night." The little girl jumped off the bench, picked it up and went back home.

"Big brother?" Qianjie said softly, unable to help but smile.

In the next few days, the little girl was locked up for delivering food to Qianjie and was released the day before. However, even after being released, the little girl still brought salty rice balls to Qianjie that night.

But now, I will never be able to eat salty rice balls again after thousands of calamities...

Looking at the broken ice sculpture and the familiar face, Qianjie felt a little uneasy for some reason. He quickly left the room and went to check other rooms.

One room, two rooms, three rooms... Finally, they arrived at the village chief's house. Qianjie looked at the door and hesitated for a while, but still pushed the door open and walked in. The scene in the room was exactly the same as all the rooms he had seen before, all of them were ice sculptures, and these ice sculptures looked so much like them...

This was the thought that was closest to reality that appeared in Qianjie's mind, "Impossible, this is impossible!" Qianjie covered his head, he wanted to tell himself that this was not true, how could ordinary villagers turn into ice sculptures for no reason, he wanted to deceive himself, "Who did this!" As Qianjie's emotions became more and more intense, sparks suddenly popped up around him, dispelling the surrounding coldness.

At this moment, Qianjie no longer covered his head and wailed, but stood up, walked to a wall, took off the mask hanging on the wall, and put it on his face.

Qianjie walked out of the village chief's house, with the flames blazing behind him. He gritted his teeth and said, "I will make you pay the price..." Then he headed towards the direction with the lowest temperature. His intuition told him that the culprit was there. Behind him, he left behind a piece of land that had turned from blue ice crystals to black scorched earth after being burned by the flames...

At the same time, on the other side, a blue-haired woman looked at the ice sculptures around her and couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Hahahahaha! It's what you deserve. People who don't understand my art have now become my works of art!"

At this moment, there are many ice sculptures surrounding the woman. Without exception, the expressions of these ice sculptures are all terrified, which shows how scared they were when they were alive.

“What’s our next goal?” The woman sat on a throne made of ice, looked at the ice sculpture kneeling in front of her, and said with a smile, “Let the world become my work of art! Hahahahahaha.”

……

According to the report from the Fire Moth, every person who becomes a Herrscher has a tragic life story, and the same is true for the fifth Herrscher, the Herrscher of Ice.

She was a top student in the arts, but because she was too outstanding and was an orphan, she was ostracized by her classmates. However, she persisted because everything would change if she entered a good university. The girl firmly believed this, so she endured all the grievances in school.

But the girl's beautiful expectations were shattered in the end. She could have been admitted to a good school and had a good future, but a child from a high-ranking social class replaced her name. The girl collapsed at that moment, and her good life was gone. She wanted to call the police, but the final result was that she signed a confidentiality agreement. In the end, the compensation that the high-ranking executive gave her was only a few tens of thousands. She had to sign the agreement, because if she didn't sign, not only would she not get the tens of thousands of dollars, but the high-ranking executive would also be in trouble. It was not until she signed that she realized that everything in her file had been changed. She went from a genius in the art department of a high school to a high school dropout.

Therefore, the girl's wonderful life was replaced by tens of thousands of dollars... From then on, the genius girl became a street performer, living a life that was not enough to make ends meet every day, until life became more and more difficult. From then on, the genius girl of the past was no longer there, and was replaced by the Ice Ruler who was indifferent to everything.

……

The ice sculptures in front of the Ice Ruler at this moment were the culprits who had tampered with her life. Looking at them lying in front of her, the girl's heart was filled with joy, but then she was confused and she didn't know what to do.

Then she flew slowly, stretched out her right hand, snapped her fingers, and all the ice sculptures around her shattered into pieces. She said, "These ugly things cannot be called works of art... The real work of art is this world!" Then, a strong cold air burst out and swept towards all parts of the world.

The place where the Ice Ruler was located suffered the most severe ice disaster. At this moment, the city had become a world of ice and snow, with blue ice crystals everywhere and hail falling continuously from the sky.

Looking at this disastrous scene, the Herrscher of Ice couldn't help but smile.

At this moment, the Herrscher of Ice felt the heat wave next to him and turned his head quickly, but what greeted him was a flaming fist.

With just one punch, he hit the Ice Ruler's right cheek, knocking him down from the air.

"Are you having fun? Asshole!" An angry voice sounded. The person who came was Qianjie. Qianjie was now wearing a black mask. He was no longer the man who allowed himself to be bullied by the villagers in the village. At this moment, his whole body was burning with flames of anger, but he himself was fine. He just looked down at the Herrscher with angry eyes.