Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

The guard at the very front stood there stunned for a long time before finally saying in a daze:

"Oh! I remember now, you're Luca, right? The one who went to the Celestial Ship with the Quasi-Great Guardian to participate in the competition!"

"Disrespect, disrespect!"

The guard quickly and politely shook Luca's hand and led him into the city.

Along the way, they asked Luca many questions.

The current situation of the prospective Grand Guardian, the appearance of the outside world, and the strength of the opponents in the Martial Arts Ceremony...

Luca answered awkwardly, as more and more Silvermane Iron Guards gathered around.

They were like a bunch of curious children, with endless questions.

Suddenly, someone asked Luca a question.

"By the way, what are you doing here all of a sudden? Did you forget something?"

"Wait, shouldn't the executive officer have brought you back? Why didn't he come back with you?"

"Where is the prospective Grand Guardian? Where are the people who went to the Immortal Ship with you?"

"..."

……

Pinoconi.

Daydream Hotel.

hotel lobby.

The bright light illuminated Yan Huan's cheeks.

Although the Harmonious Music Festival has ended, the place is still packed with people.

With corporate investment, Grand Star is still the place of dreams.

"Hello, sir." A tourist stopped Yan Huan and asked:

"Excuse me, where do I check in? I think I'm a little lost."

“There.” Yan Huan pointed to the long queue ahead.

"Ah, okay, okay!!"

Standing in the bright lobby, Yan Huan didn't check in immediately. Instead, she took out her phone to ask what March 7th was up to.

Just then, a man quickly jogged over.

"Ah, it really is Mr. Yan Huan!!"

"Huh?" Yan Huan looked up at the middle-parted glasses-wearing man in front of her, her mind completely blank.

Are you also a fan who came to ask me for an autograph?

"Hey, can I get an autograph?!"

"Then please sign here!"

The man with the center-parted glasses quickly ripped off his tie and pulled a pen from his pocket, handing it to Yan Huan.

After Yan Huan signed his name elegantly on his tie, the man with the center-parted glasses introduced himself:

"I'm Dennis, the lobby manager here! Mr. Yan Huan, as one of the shareholders, why didn't you give me advance notice before you came? I could have prepared a proper welcome for you, couldn't I?"

"Mr. Pam and Miss March 7th were the same; they showed up without a word, making it seem like I was just there to freeload..."

"Pam?" Yan Huan was taken aback, then realized who this person was.

"Is there a problem?" Dennis asked.

"No."

Yan Huan spoke up:

"Check me in first, I want to explore the dream world."

"What are you in a hurry for?"

"?"

"Uh, that's not what I meant."

Dennis rubbed his hands together and smiled:

"What I want to say is that, to thank the shareholders of Anonymous for their support of Pinocone now and in the future, Mr. Otti has prepared many gifts."

"There's more?" Yan Huan asked, somewhat surprised.

Ever since he defeated Pinocchio, the clover lord has been currying favor with him.

I've already taken a trip around Luofu and come back, but it's not over yet.

When Yan Huan mentioned Old Emperor Au, she couldn't help but think of the other family heads.

Pinocone has more than one lineage, but after the Oak lineage fell, the Alfalfa lineage immediately took control.

Other families seemed completely silent, tacitly accepting this.

Even now, as a shareholder, Yan Huan has hardly ever met the heads of other family factions.

"Did the alfalfa family claim the Grand Event Star for themselves?"

"Look at what you're saying. In this situation, only Mr. Audi can turn the tide."

"Mr. Yan Huan, let me reactivate your passport first. You haven't logged into Dreamland for a long time."

"Row."

Yan Huan was invited by Dennis to sit behind the counter for a while.

Looking at the people coming and going in the hotel lobby, I felt like something was off.

Although they are called shareholders, judging from their current treatment, it seems more appropriate to call them 'VIPs'.

Compared to one of Pinocchio's owners, Yan Huan feels that she is still just a guest.

"Mr. Yan Huan, your passport is activated." Dennis ran forward and presented Yan Huan's passport with both hands.

"Hmm." Yan Huan took the passport and put it in her arms, then frowned and said:

"I think there's something wrong with the service in the lobby."

"Huh?!" Dennis exclaimed in horror upon hearing this.

"I...I have done something wrong, please give me your instructions, Mr. Yan Huan!"

"No, no, I just think it's a bit crowded to conduct business here."

Yan Huan looked at the queue on the other side of the counter.

"Look, their queue is so long, can't we open more service windows?"

"It's unreasonable for such a big hotel like ours to have people queuing up."

“Ah, that’s how it is,” Dennis immediately explained.

"VIPs don't need to queue. They can contact us directly before arriving at the hotel to reserve a room."

"Those who need to queue are mostly first-time visitors or ordinary customers with low spending power, and they have to follow the normal process."

"Mr. Yan Huan, please rest assured that you will not need to queue as long as you come to the hotel. Just like now, I have already arranged everything."

Yan Huan was taken aback, only then realizing that she hadn't actually been in line, and that the lobby manager was personally serving her.

However, that's not the point.

"What if I want you to add a few more windows?"

Chapter 1022 Do you know what it means to feel at home?

"Well...theoretically, it is possible. Please wait a moment while I ask Mr. Audi."

As he spoke, Dennis reached for his phone.

Seeing this, Yan Huan quickly raised her hand, "Sigh, never mind, I've suddenly changed my mind."

……

In a dream.

On the Huichangshi.

Looking at the pink balloon decorations around her, Yan Huan was speechless.

"Oh, my friend, what are you doing?!"

While busy with her work, March 7th turned around and saw that Yan Huan had arrived, so she put down the robin figurine she was holding.

"Hey, you're here! How's my decor? Isn't it much cozier than before?!"

At this moment, the entire deck had lost its previous luxurious style and instead resembled a gathering place for anime and manga fans.

Various beautiful large figurines and standees are placed on both sides of the road, without even a little extra fabric. Parents might think this is some kind of unhealthy place.

"Congratulations, you've successfully downgraded this spaceship by a level."

"No way! It's absolutely fantastic right now!"

"see this!"

On March 7th, I came to a large Talking Tom figurine and patted its gray shoulder.

"I bought this online. It was made by a well-known dream architect, and it was quite difficult to snag it."

"Wait, where did you get the money?!" Yan Huan asked the most pressing question.

"The Huichangshi shipwreck made a fortune!"

March 7th happily laughed:

"Right now, only Himeko can access the money for the Celestial Stone, so I applied to her for renovation funds!"