Is It for Real?
When Xia Wen thought about his sister Ningguang's appearance and voice, a bold idea popped into his mind.
"Could it be…?"
The thought was both absurd and exciting. If what he was imagining was true, then the task of filming Honkai: Star Rail could definitely be completed—without any regrets!
With a mix of apprehension and anticipation, Xia Wen slowly walked into the MiHoYo Talent Agency.
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Inside the company at that moment, everyone had gathered because they knew the new boss was coming today.
At the forefront was a tall woman in a purple uniform.
"Alright, don't be nervous."
"Listen to me and wait calmly."
The tall woman's words seemed to have a magical effect. The nervous crowd gradually calmed down.
Kafka maintained a neutral expression with a slight smile, making it hard to discern her true feelings. In fact, she was feeling a bit helpless inside. Everyone at MiHoYo was united by the same ideal: to create their dream fantasy world. However, the industry was murky and their idealistic efforts felt out of place. Moreover, they lacked capital.
"Himeko, do you think the new boss will be more reasonable this time?"
Kafka turned to ask a graceful woman with red hair.
"I've talked with the boss's sister. She's a very charming person, and I believe that someone from such a family… her younger brother should be fine too."
Himeko placed her hand on her chin and pondered a bit. She felt somewhat confident and valued this meeting, so she wore a golden gown and managed her red wavy hair carefully. She looked incredibly elegant.
"Hmph, I'm not so sure."
"People in the entertainment industry are often so devious."
Seated next to Himeko was a delicately featured girl who said sulkily, "Last time, the person who wanted to acquire the company even…"
"Alright, March 7th."
Himeko interrupted March 7th's words with a sigh, "They are who they are, and we are who we are. Let's just focus on doing our own job. If this new boss isn't a normal person…"
"Then we can disband."
Himeko's words carried a sense of determination.
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Ding-dong.
At that moment, the doorbell rang.
Everyone turned to look.
A young, handsome man stood at the door, looking like he wanted to say something but hesitated.
The three women's eyes brightened. It was Xia Wen.
At this moment, Xia Wen's mind was racing. If there were a BGM playing, a familiar song would certainly echo in his mind.
He had actually been eavesdropping outside for a long time. When he first saw the people inside, he was excited and couldn't believe it. Kafka, Himeko, and March 7th - all looked exactly like their game counterparts, not even a bit different!
Even during his eavesdropping, he noticed their personalities were identical. But before he could fully come to his senses, March 7th's remarks almost made him spit out.
No way…
At first, hearing about the previous acquisition's shady motives made his blood boil.
Bold!
They're my moms and darlings!
How dare they have devious thoughts. But unexpectedly, those devious thoughts were aimed at Blade?
Seeing everyone looking at him, Xia Wen swallowed his words and instead said calmly with a smile:
"Hello, I'm Xia Wen."
"I'm the new boss of MiHoYo."
He actually wanted to ask: What did those people want to make Blade do?
Upon hearing Xia Wen's words, Kafka smiled and said with a slightly lazy tone, "What a handsome new boss."
March 7th's eyes also wandered over Xia Wen's face, clearly agreeing with Kafka's words.
Himeko smiled lightly.
"Please, have a seat."
"We've been expecting you."
After Xia Wen sat down, he glanced around and asked curiously, "I saw that there are many registered people in the company. Why is it that only the three of you are here?"
"Everyone else has their own commitments."
"Plus, the meeting was scheduled on such short notice."
Himeko replied slowly.
"If the boss wants to meet everyone, we can have them all return in a few days."
"There's no shortage of beautiful girls in the company~"
Kafka's tone was lazy with a hint of teasing.
For some reason, as soon as Kafka saw Xia Wen, she couldn't suppress the urge to tease him.
Himeko sighed and facepalmed in frustration.
March 7th pretended not to hear the teasing.
Xia Wen was quite used to this kind of banter.
"I'm looking forward to it."
He looked directly into Kafka's purple eyes with a calm expression and responded with a faint smile.
Unexpectedly, Kafka's mouth curved up and she deliberately winked.
But Xia Wen remained unfazed and said, "Alright, now that we're all seated, let's talk about the future and our ideals."
Upon hearing this, Kafka stopped her lazy demeanor, and March 7th perked up her ears.
"We are also very eager to hear about the new boss's ideals~"
Himeko straightened up, her tone slow and filled with an air of elegance.
"We gathered here for a rather ridiculous reason."
"For some reason, we all desperately want to create a fantasy world."
Himeko said, her gaze becoming distant as if she had drifted into that imagined world.
"A journey about the meaning of existence."
"All stories will come to an end."
"No matter how brilliant a civilization is, it will eventually vanish into the void."
"What we want to interpret is the meaning of our existence under such a predetermined ending."
Perhaps having suppressed these thoughts for too long, Himeko spoke passionately.
When she came to her senses and saw Xia Wen's serious face, she immediately realized she might have said too much. After all, such an idea was not easily understood by many.
"Ah, sorry, boss."
"I may have said too much. Perhaps that's why we're on the verge of collapse."
Himeko shook her head and said bitterly, "Such ideals are destined to be unattainable. Boss, please just share your own thoughts."
Her helplessness reflected the feelings of Kafka, March 7th, and all the MiHoYo employees.
With this thought, the expressions of the three in the room gradually darkened.
"No!"
"It will definitely come true!"
"And it must come true!"
Xia Wen's determined voice filled the room.
The previously gloomy expressions of the three brightened as they looked at Xia Wen.