Starry Sky: My Life Star God, starting reward Ruan Mei

A strange feeling suddenly rose in the heart of the Star Core Hunter, his cheeks slightly reddening as he wondered if it was from being pinched or something else.

She pried Bai Yan's hand away and moved it: "First of all, I didn't lie; I just made a slight guess about Yin Yue's thoughts. Secondly, why do you think a Star Core Hunter can raise a good child?"

"I don't trust the Star Core Hunter, I trust you."

Chapter 18 The End of the Attack, the Beginning of Creation

While Bai Yan and Yin Lang were whispering to each other, Kafka had already finished giving Xing her "instructions".

Xing had already collapsed on the cold floor, waiting for March 7th and Danheng to come and wake her up.

Kafka walked over and reminded Silver Wolf, "Time's almost up. If we don't leave soon, we'll run into the nameless passengers of the Star Train."

Silver Wolf turned around, glanced back at Bai Yan, then turned back again: "Let's go then."

Kafka looked at Silver Wolf with interest: "If I hadn't come to interrupt you, would the Star Core Hunters have suffered losses?"

"Don't say that."

A gentle smile appeared on Bai Yan's face.

"If I really wanted to kidnap you all, I wouldn't need to go through all this trouble. I just genuinely like you all."

Kafka laughed and said, "No one would be stupid enough to take that as a confession of love. You would say that even if you dragged a dog over."

There are many kinds of liking. But Kaffa, in my eyes you are indeed as beautiful as Pepe.

"Who is Pepe?" Silver Wolf asked casually.

Bai Yan answered her without hesitation: "The pet dog of the acting stationmaster of the Black Tower Space Station."

Silver Wolf's expression remained unchanged: "Hilarious."

“Alright, enough joking. If we don’t leave now, it’ll be too late,” Kaffa reminded them.

Her smile held a hint of amusement as she said goodbye to Bai Yan before leaving: "See you next time, remember to take good care of our daughter."

Kafka then left with the silver wolf.

Bai Yan sensed that Kafka and Silver Wolf's life coordinates were moving away, while March 7th and Dan Heng's life coordinates were heading this way.

He walked over to Xing, who was still unconscious, and knelt down.

Bai Yan gently stroked her forehead and whispered, "I'm sorry, child, you may have to suffer a little from now on."

He temporarily added some pain relievers and recovery agents to Xing's body, which would take effect after he suffered a critical blow from the Doomsday Beast.

As for the power he previously gave Xing, it will gradually be revealed after she comes into contact with the Rift, and will not affect the subsequent battle on the space station.

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The girl didn't know how much time had passed before she gradually regained consciousness.

While she was asleep, she vaguely heard someone calling her; the voice sounded somewhat familiar.

While Kafka was talking to her, someone said no.

The two voices seem to come from the same source, but I can't remember exactly who they are.

A calm, clear male voice passed by my ear and entered my mind: "This person's coordinates were not sent from the space station."

Then came the girl's voice: "What are we still arguing about at a time like this? This living person is right in front of us, it can't be fake, right?"

"The heartbeat and pulse are very weak. In March, prepare to perform artificial respiration."

"Huh?" The girl was taken aback. "Okay, Bai Yan taught me before, although this is my first time practicing it."

The girl slowly opened her eyes, and a cute face was approaching her in her field of vision.

The boy stopped him, saying, "She's awake."

"what?"

The girl called March realized what was happening and instead of getting any closer, she helped her up.

Then the other person threw three questions at her: "Are you alright? Can you hear me? Do you remember your name?"

"My name is... Xing."

“Xing. What a lovely name,” the pink-haired girl introduced. “My name is Sanyueqi, and his name is Danheng.”

After the girl named March 7th finished her introduction, she asked another question: "By the way, have you seen a handsome guy with black hair and black eyes?"

"Black hair, black eyes..."

Xing murmured, as a sliver of memory of Kafka's [admonition], which had already faded into the distance, was suddenly pulled back, but only a sliver. The dizziness and pain that followed surged into her mind.

She quickly covered her head: "I don't want to come anymore."

March 7th quickly helped her up and said worriedly, "Alright, alright, if you can't remember, then don't think about it."

Although I didn't see Bai Yan in the main control module of the refuge, since Estella said there was no need to worry about his safety, he should be fine, right?

If he really is a star god as he says, then everything will be fine, but nobody would believe him.

She wouldn't believe such nonsense.

Where did this guy go?

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Bai Yan sat in his office, sipping the hot tea that Ruan Mei had just brewed, sensing all the life coordinates on the space station.

He captured an excessive amount of worry from the life coordinates of March 7th.

However, he had already told March 7 his identity, so it doesn't seem to be his problem if he doesn't believe him.

The attack on the Black Tower space station by the antimatter legion is nearing its end, and no one has been injured in the process.

And his operation was just about to begin.

When Nanook cast that glance, it was the moment the big fish took the bait, and it was also the moment for him to make his appearance.

He was very interested in the life structure of Nanuk, and he was equally interested in the creation of the Star God.

If even the Star Gods cannot create life, then creating a perfect life form that doesn't even exist in the concept is just empty talk.

Breaking off a piece of chocolate is just the beginning; the real show is bringing out the new dessert.

Chapter 19 The Girl's Determination

Ruan Mei took a sip of tea, the gentle and refreshing aroma lingering on her lips and teeth.

She sat at the desk not far from Bai Yan, quietly flipping through the knowledge that Bai Yan had compiled for her.

As the 81st member of the Genius Club and an expert in the field of life sciences, no one has yet felt that she lacks knowledge in the field.

However, with her current level of knowledge, it is far from enough to explore the mysteries of the Star God.

She still remembers the strand of hair Bai Yan first threw at her, and to this day she still hasn't figured out the right way to deconstruct it.

If Bai Yan was deceiving her, she might be able to find flaws in this knowledge.

If Bai Yan's identity as a Star God is true, she doesn't want to be limited to serving tea and water forever; she wants to at least be a qualified assistant so that she can gain more benefits from cooperation.

Bai Yan also took a sip of tea, still sensing the life coordinates of the entire space station.

An excessive amount of rationality emanated from him, and it was obvious that this rationality came from Ruan Mei.

There is still a long way to go to change Nguyen Mai through the most basic contact.

However, he has plenty of time to train him slowly.

As the restless and powerful life forms approached the space station, Bai Yan also sensed that the Doomsday Beast was coming.

That was one of the Doomsday Beasts forged by the Antimatter Legion using fragments of the Twilight Beast as a base and the lamentations of countless bones from the [War Forge] as a catalyst.

It imprisons the will of sentient beings that is neither liberated nor extinguished. Whether it is anger, sorrow, or delusional joy—once the delusion is revealed, all evils run rampant.

Sensing the life coordinates of the Doomsday Beast, Bai Yan waited quietly, waiting for that moment to arrive.

What followed was no different from Bai Yan's ancient memories.

In the main control module of the Black Tower space station.

The star's life coordinates followed March 7th and Dan Heng to Himeko's side, and then went to see Está.

The arrival of the Doomsday Beasts has made these life coordinates uneasy.

On March 7th, along with Hoshino and Himeko, they cleared out the enemies along the way and headed to the platform, where the Doomsday Beast's life coordinates met them.

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Black Tower Space Station, platform.

A doomsday beast, resembling a four-winged dragon, descended from the heavens.

Himeko frowned: "The Doomsday Beast actually caught up with us."

Bat-shaped black wings blotted out the sky, and the white armor was tinged with a destructive purple hue.

The obsession of the vengeful spirits turned into visible hands, and the shadow of the disaster in the past condensed into a tail that obscured the heavens.

Two giant claws, one black and one white, slammed heavily onto the platform.

Two relatively small claws held the dark gold antimatter engine in mid-air.

A deafening roar echoed across the platform.

The head, adorned with purple jewels, stared intently at them.

Now that things have come to this, battle is inevitable.

Himeko, March 7th, Dan Heng, and Hoshi—their battle with this behemoth is about to begin.

The powers of ice and fire act on different parts of the Doomsday Beast's body.

Ice condensed on the bowstring as the girl dodged attacks while continuously drawing the bowstring and pulling the arrow.

The red-haired, intellectual woman no longer maintained her usual calm and elegance, adjusting her breathing as she carried a briefcase with an extended chainsaw.