Honkai Impact: Grandma Pine Sparrow is still chasing me!

Chapter 116 Not enough fun! Not enough! Continue!

"Are you really Sambo?"

"Oh dear, you finally believe me..."

Sambo, who had been lying on the ground with his butt sticking up, got up and dusted himself off.

"When has our old Sambo ever lied to a friend?"

"When have you ever told the truth? But you didn't reveal your true colors after being hit twice, so it must be true, right?"

What comes to mind when you think of Sambo? For Qiong, it's "shady businessman," "cold-legged uncle," and "drunken butterfly"...

Qiong cautiously acknowledged Sangbo's identity. Judging from the current situation, Sangbo's bottom line as a so-called "entertainer with principles" is ridiculously low, actually impersonating March 7.

"Oh dear, this is truly disheartening..."

Qiong's wary gaze hurt Sangbo deeply—if Qiong didn't know what kind of person Sangbo was, she might feel a pang of guilt.

But he understands, so he won't.

"Old Sangbo, I risked my life all the way to this desolate, godforsaken place, just to find you, my family."

Sambo's words have limited credibility, but they still have some value—at least they prove one thing: this Sambo previously called him "Belberg's Great Savior," meaning he comes from after the Belberg core event. But the timeline doesn't match! It's only 2014; the space station project is still in its infancy. Sambo shouldn't be in this timeline!

"How did you come?"

Sambo spread his arms, wanting to walk into the dome, but after glancing at the baseball bat that still carried a trace of electricity, he gave up and instead sat in the audience seats of the screening room.

"Then let me tell you a story: Buddy, you might not know this, but ever since you guys got rid of the trouble caused by the Star Core and those dogs in the company, we Bellobergers can now travel freely in the universe! I've even made a little money and expanded my business to other planets."

For example, Pinoctone?

Suddenly, Sambo casually produced a box and threw it to Qiong. Qiong subconsciously thought that Sambo wanted to take revenge, so she threw out his "customer is God" flashbang and knocked him away without hesitation.

"Dude, there's no need for this! This is your stuff!"

"My stuff?"

The box was surprisingly well-made; it didn't break even with a single blow.

Because of Qiong's attitude of treating Sambo like a monster, Sambo had no choice but to run and pick up the box that had flown far away—it was quite comical, to be honest.

"Later, I started a business called 'Uncle Cold Legs's Little Shop,' hoping to bring you on board to make a fortune together, but unfortunately, I couldn't get in touch with you no matter what I tried. I found out that you and that Mr. Walter had both disappeared!"

Sambo handed the box to Qiong again, and this time Qiong hesitated before taking it.

"Did you know that the Immortal Ship people issued a bounty notice for you, and that you're involved with Grand Event Star Pinocconi... I had no idea you were a Grand Event Star, and that your Starry Sky Train is a major shareholder of Pinocconi!"

Watching Qiong's expression shift from wariness to contemplation, Sangbo began rubbing his hands together like flies.

"So, I searched high and low for you with several of my brothers and sisters, and now I've finally found you here! Call that person and come back with me, your friends are going crazy with worry!"

That seems to make sense, but Qiong still has questions.

"So, you came to me for the bounty? But why did you transform into March 7th?"

If Sambo was after money, that's quite convincing considering his character—but why did he transform into March 7th? And why did he appear in this wrong timeline?

"You can't say that. Putting aside all those material things, you are the savior of our Belloberg. How could I, old Sambo, sit idly by when I learned that my benefactor was in trouble? So a friend and I risked our lives to enter this isolated star system..."

"Is there someone else?" Qiong suddenly had a bad feeling.

Is your friend Hanabi?

"This galaxy is fraught with danger, covered by a thick layer—you recognize it? Good, saves me the trouble of introducing it."

Setting the box aside, Qiong raised the baseball bat once more.

This man can't be trusted at all; you still have to take a hard punch!

However, Sangbo didn't seem to care and was still excitedly telling Qiong his story.

"My friend suddenly went crazy and asked to get off the ship halfway through the journey, saying she wanted to travel to that red planet next to us. We said we would go to that planet to pick her up once everyone had arrived."

At this point, Sambo clasped his hands together and smiled ingratiatingly.

"Dude, don't think this is simple. Actually, the 'three phases' here are in chaos, really! In the words of those memory-seekers, the past, present, and future are all jumbled up. If you weren't lucky, the next time you see me, I'd be an old Sambo with a white beard!"

"You still haven't answered me why I want to look like March."

Qiong pointed to the baseball bat, then to Sambo, who looked troubled.

"This, this is because..."

"Because it's so much fun!"

The lights in the screening room suddenly went out, but the movie screen lit up, projecting images of fireworks and playing the background music from "Monologue"...

Where's the speaker? Smash it! Stop playing that cheerful tune!

This song has always given Qiong a bit of a creepy feeling, especially the latter half which suddenly accelerates...

Hanabi's large face appeared on the screen, and if there were a fourth person, they would definitely find it strange that Sora was uncomfortable and that Sambo was surprised.

"Fireworks, didn't you say you were going to Mars? How can you remotely operate the equipment here?"

Keep acting, then! If these two troublemakers don't work together, Qiong will swallow the box Sangbo gave him!

"I came to Earth because there was no fun on Mars! Speaking of which... Oh, God of Fun, Sambo, you're really awful! You actually tricked that innocent little gray-haired guy! Honest Hanabi can't stand it anymore! You were the one who said you wanted to play a trick on him with me and find some fun in this boring galaxy—finding fun is fine, but how could you lie to someone?"

Sambo looked puzzled.

"Fireworks, we clearly agreed on this! Besides, aren't you the lead planner?"

"Really? Hmm... Oh, I remember now!"

Hanabi tapped her head, trying to act cute, but the two people in front of her weren't buying it.

"If you ask me, this is too little fun for you guys. Taking him back like this... Sambo, you little gray-haired guy, are you really happy about it?"

"what you up to?!"

Alarm bells rang in Qiong's heart. If Hanabi said that, then what she said next might mean that she had other plans!

Kiana and her group appeared on the big screen.

"Kiana? They followed us? Hanabi, did you take control of the amusement park's surveillance cameras?"

"What's this? It's nothing! This planet's technology level is just so-so. It's just a small surveillance system. How could it stop the omnipotent Hanabi-sama? Enough talk, let's play a game!"

The screen changed again, displaying several photos: one of Qiong and March 7, one of Aistar, one of Bailu, and... one of Liuying.

"There's a girl who seems to like you, right? If I send these photos to everyone in that school, guess what will happen?"

Before Qiong could reply, the big screen switched back to a floor plan of Houmu Paradise, with several red dots on it.

These are bombs!

"A bomb? Where did you get a bomb?"

Sambo seemed a little confused.

"You've already forgotten? Wasn't it yours?"

"Fireworks, I *you* *".

"What exactly do you want?!"

Qiong's face was so gloomy it could drip water; today was truly not a good day.

"Don't rush, listen to me~ Today is a good day. Lady Hanabi wants to do something naughty and have some fun, but Sambo's fun is too small, Lady Hanabi is not satisfied! Not enough fun, not enough! I need you, Little Gray, to cooperate and make it even bigger fun! Choose one, either I send these photos to everyone, and I'm looking forward to seeing how you deal with them! Or, I'll give you a one-hour countdown to defuse the bombs, and if you don't defuse them all... after the countdown ends, these bombs will blow this amusement park to smithereens! Choose!"

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