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In Honkai: Star Rail: I'm Invincible with This Cheat Code

Author: 诡异之名

"Where did this come from all of a sudden?"

After transmigrating to the world of Honkai: Star Rail, before he could even process what was happening, a cheat code was delivered to him.

[Sign-in successful. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Herrscher of Flamescion character card.]

"???"

[Sign-in successful. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Acheron (Raiden Mei - Star Rail) character card.]

"???!"

[Sign-in successful. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Supreme Dragon character card.]

"!!!!"

[Sign-in successful. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the [Trailblaze] Aeon Akivili character card.]

"!!!"

"I'm invincible!"

Feeling the abyss-like power within him, Ling Chen couldn't help but exclaim.

However... looking at the increasing number of beautiful girls behind him, Ling Chen fell silent.

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[Chapter 1: A Familiar Transmigration Experience]

"Damn it, where did I end up?"

Ling Chen stood up and looked around. The surroundings weren't exactly freezing, but they were certainly barren.

The ground was white, the wind was cold, and the snowflakes were as large as his hand.

He only remembered leaning back in his chair at home, sipping cola and humming a tune while engrossed in watching the "Daily Contest" on some app, about to tap a heart on a good entry.

Suddenly, a muffled rumble of thunder sounded, followed by a shout of "Get out of here! Let's go!" Then came an angry yell and a stick that gradually enlarged in his vision.

In a daze, he seemed to hear a deafening shout from his neighbor next door: "Honkai: Star Rail, start!!!" Then, amidst the ringing in his ears, he lost consciousness.

Ling Chen subconsciously touched his forehead. It was smooth; there was no sign of being hit with a stick.

"Phew, thank goodness."

He breathed a sigh of relief. At least he hadn't gotten a huge bump on his head. He didn't know what the stick was made of, but the various messages on his phone as he flew into the sky...

"Oh well, this is obviously not that world anymore. Consider it a farewell gift. I wonder which lucky lamb will receive it."

The environment here was clearly incompatible with the skyscrapers and cars of his past world. If Ling Chen, who had read countless transmigration novels, still didn't realize what had happened, he'd be a complete idiot.

As for the gift... Ling Chen felt that even if he didn't consider it a gift, he didn't have the ability to go back for the time being.

Just as Ling Chen was feeling relieved, a chill suddenly swept over him, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

The impact of the transmigration had been so great that he'd forgotten he was still standing in the freezing cold wearing only thin autumn clothes.

Luckily, he'd been wearing outdoor clothes at home. If he'd only been wearing slippers and pajamas...

'Hiss! Holy crap. Although this bone-chilling wind absolutely confirms I'm not dreaming, I'm not going to become the first transmigrator to freeze to death, am I?'

Feeling his limbs stiffen considerably in such a short time, Ling Chen's expression turned grim.

'System, save me!'

In desperation, Ling Chen shouted inwardly.

Whether it would work or not, he was practically frozen to death already, so what did it matter?

[Ding. Host's sincere emotions detected. System starting up...]

[Startup successful. Honkai: Star Rail Check-in Line System at your service.]

Check-in Line System?

His anxiety abruptly halted.

Ling Chen was stunned. Was he going to have to study "An Actor Prepares" himself?

But he hadn't been an actor in his previous life; he didn't have that kind of talent.

However, he did know about Honkai: Star Rail. He'd played it just a few hours ago. He just wasn't sure whether the rewards from daily check-ins were simply Honkai: Star Rail items, or if Honkai: Star Rail was merely a prefix while the rest was the actual system name. The system itself wasn't saying anything.

Thinking this, Ling Chen began to wonder whether he'd have to play a role in certain special situations...

[Ding! When checking in in front of a story character, the host can randomly obtain a character card. When using it, the system will adjust the character's power to suit the current situation.

The power will be balanced: neither too strenuous nor too easy for the host.]

[Upon completion of use, the host will receive a suitable reward.

If the host's performance closely matches the character's persona, such as reciting lines or performing corresponding actions, the reward will be appropriately increased during final settlement.

Note: All cards have a 24-hour usage period. Once used, the card cannot be paused, but the host may stop using it directly for final settlement.]

The system explained its functions in a cold, emotionless voice.

'...System, who counts as a story character?'

[The host may be considered a participant in the main or side storylines, but the participation level cannot be too low.]

The system's words were brief and devoid of emotion.

But Ling Chen understood. It was simply about associating with important figures, joining every spectacle, or even adding his own drama, delivering lines, or acting out scenes himself.

While he wasn't exactly an entertainer, enjoying drama was practically a tradition among Chinese people, and he was no exception. Participating in various storylines would be easy enough.

As for whether it would be awkward, what was awkwardness in the face of power? He understood that perfectly well.

'What about the other Chinese quantifiers for adding seasonings?'

'Appropriate' and 'moderate'.

[Please experience it for yourself, host.]

Ling Chen understood again. This system might not instantly make him an Aeon or invincible, but it was probably the type that allowed gradual growth through use.

'Not strenuous, not overly easy' clearly meant providing a better experience by preventing one-hit kills and a lack of enjoyment.

On the other hand, this system felt very similar to systems from certain novel apps in his previous life.

Although it didn't really offer much of a cultivation experience, this method of improvement was clearly more suitable for a transmigrator like him from the modern world.

After all, who among ordinary people truly possessed that level of perseverance? Talking and doing were two entirely different things.

'By the way, when you say adapting to the current situation, does that mean even if I obtain Asta's card, my power will adjust to the Emanator level when facing an Emanator?'

[Ding, yes. For example, if Miss Asta possesses the [Harmony] Path, then when facing a Emanator-level crisis, the host using the card will upgrade to the [Harmony] Commander level, and the rewards will be higher. However, if the host obtains a Commander-level card but faces an ordinary enemy, the power provided by the card will only slightly exceed ordinary standards, and the rewards will be lower.

In this way, the host does not need to hold back any trump cards while using a card. However, the host must also carefully consider when to use each card.]

After all, for powers like [Abundance], the Emanator level and the lower Pathstrider level were completely different concepts.

If a higher level of [Abundance] power was needed for healing or something similar, then it naturally had to be used at the appropriate moment.

'What about the beginner gift pack?'

Ling Chen asked tentatively.

He was currently chatting with the system, so a second outside might feel like several minutes internally, which explained why he barely felt the cold.

But after a little while... he didn't know who he'd be checking in with in this freezing environment or whose lines he'd be reciting.

Who would act crazy alone in freezing weather?

[Ding. Warning to the host: You are a real person who has transmigrated. For you, this is not an immersive game, but a real experience. This system is not a game system either. If the host insists on a beginner's gift, then the host's transmigration through the "Imaginary Tree" and "Sea of Quanta" has already granted a special adaptability that may be considered a beginner's gift.]

'...'

Ling Chen's lips twitched, and he stopped arguing with the system.

Real-world problems still needed solutions.

However, the moment he opened his eyes, he saw a ball of fire falling from the sky.

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[Chapter 2: The Stellaron Hunter Arrives]

There seemed to be something inside the flames, and behind them was a massive swarm of insects.

'Wait, why does it feel like it's getting closer?'

Ling Chen's expression changed, and he immediately turned and ran. Even with his special adaptability, he had only been an ordinary person moments ago, and his ordinary reactions still remained.

However, the flames were moving extremely fast.

Boom—

A deafening roar erupted as flames crashed down in front of him, forcing Ling Chen back several steps. Only then did he clearly see what was inside the inferno: a burning mech suit.

"Sam Armor?"

Ling Chen didn't even think about why the impact from the falling mech had only knocked him back a few steps, nor did he wonder why the Sam armor was here, because the swarm of insects was already flying overhead.

At that moment, Sam stood up from the crouched position after landing.

"Do you recognize this armor? Get out of here."

The voice was synthesized, but Ling Chen immediately thought of one of his favorite characters—Firefly.

He couldn't help it. This armor looked exactly like Firefly's Fyrefly-IV Strategic Assault Armor.

But thinking about it was one thing. He had initially assumed this was Jarilo-VI because of the freezing weather, but clearly it wasn't, and this Sam was probably not Firefly.

After all, the Iron Cavalry of Glamoth had once outnumbered the swarm and blotted out the sky. Who knew what era this was?

Still, he hadn't expected the armor to care about the life of a stranger. Of course, Ling Chen also assumed the other party was merely saying it casually, and that his life or death didn't truly matter to them.

"I told you to slow down. Continuous ether editing and teleportation consume a lot of resources."

"Luckily, this mission only involves the three of us, and our spaceship is relatively small. We initially used fuel and only started teleporting after our orbit broke near this planet." 

Another voice came from high above behind Ling Chen, rambling on continuously. The newcomer's tone carried obvious complaints, and the speaker was panting heavily, clearly having expended considerable energy.

"This planet was already destroyed by a Stellaron. There's no one left alive. It doesn't matter if you're a little late. Besides, isn't your style just to go 'whoosh, whoosh' and blow up the enemy? Hmm? Who's this guy? A native?"

"Honey, you can tell he isn't a native just by looking at his clothes. Listen to me..."

"Wait!"

Ling Chen turned around the moment that childlike voice reached him.

As a result, he immediately saw who it was.

Although reality differed from the game, Ling Chen still recognized the person instantly.

That was why he interrupted the mature woman before she could continue speaking.

"Oh? This gentleman has something to say? Your expression suggests that you know us. Could you tell us how you got here?"

Although her "spellcasting" had been interrupted, Kafka didn't mind.

She stopped her incantation and smiled as she sized up Ling Chen.

In her eyes, the man before her was full of weaknesses. She had countless ways to suppress him instantly.

However, the shockwave generated by Sam's landing was not something an ordinary person could withstand at such close range—just look at the crater in front of them.

As for the swarm of insects attacking nearby, they were merely low-level creatures and could easily be dealt with even without Sam taking action.

"I do know the infamous Stellaron Hunters: Kafka, Silver Wolf, and Sam."

"So you do recognize us. What are you planning to do? Capture us for the bounty?"

Perhaps Kafka was in a good mood today, or perhaps the appearance of such an incongruous "ordinary person" on a planet long destroyed by a Stellaron and buried in ice and snow had piqued her curiosity. Had Elio foreseen this?

As a result, she didn't act immediately as she usually would, nor did she use her Spirit Whisper again.

Ling Chen shook his head as he listened.

Kafka and her group were indeed considered a terrorist organization throughout the universe, at least by the civilizations whose Stellarons they had taken.

But so what?

As a transmigrator, Ling Chen naturally felt a certain degree of goodwill toward Kafka and her group.

Although games and reality were different, as long as Kafka and her group didn't become enemies upon their first meeting, he would naturally retain this sliver of goodwill. This could be considered a common trait among transmigrators.

"I have no hostility toward you. You should be able to sense that."

Ling Chen didn't believe that a young man who had lived in modern society for more than twenty years could hide his expressions or thoughts from a group of interstellar wanted criminals.

The kind of person who instantly became a cunning, flawless mastermind after transmigrating might exist, but that definitely wouldn't happen to an ordinary young man from the 21st century.

"That's true. Kafka, according to Sam's analysis, he shows no hostility or fear toward us. He even seems somewhat benevolent."

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