Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"You'd better seize this opportunity, understand? Whether you can rise to great heights in this life depends on your destiny this time!"

"But I just want to do my part to ensure the safety of the dream world." Danheng met her gaze.

"As for a meteoric rise to power, I have no such ambition."

"Hey, you!" The long-legged man pointed at Dan Heng again, feeling utterly bewildered.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it."

"Come on, come on."

The wavy-haired man sitting to the side glanced at Dan Heng and smiled:

"They're still young, just students, they don't know any better."

"And you, why are you arguing with a child?" She stood up. "Here, young man, I have some dragon fruit, take it and have some."

Big Wave reached into his chest and pulled out an unpeeled dragon fruit, which he kindly handed to Dan Heng.

"No need, I'm not hungry yet," Dan Heng politely declined.

Upon hearing this answer, the woman with wavy hair frowned slightly: "Have one, okay? Not having one would be disrespectful to me!"

Seeing that everyone in the conference room was staring at him, Dan Heng had no choice but to take the dragon fruit and then open his mouth to take a bite.

"Hey!"

"Why are you eating it like this? Don't you know you have to peel it first?" Big Waves quickly stopped him.

"Where are you from, kid? You've never even tried dragon fruit before?"

"I come from the Immortal Ship Luofu." Dan Heng glanced at the dragon fruit in his hand. "It's just a dream. There won't be any problem eating it without peeling it."

"No, no, no...you're being too barbaric." Even the long-legged woman couldn't stand it anymore and tried to dissuade her.

"I don't know what you're like at school, but here you need to be mindful of your image, understand?"

"If you just bite into it like that, it will really affect our impression of you."

"..." Dan Heng glanced at them, pondered for a moment, and then nodded slightly.

Peeling it off is harmless.

He stretched out his fingers and began to peel the dragon fruit, following the advice of these senior family members.

Soon, Dan Heng threw the skins into the trash can.

Then he wanted to start eating right away.

"Hey hey hey hey!" At this moment, the big-haired guy reached out to stop him again:

"Pay attention to your image, understand?"

"You should cut it into small pieces, put them on a plate, and eat them one by one with toothpicks."

"Understood." Dan Heng's comprehension was astonishing. After receiving the order, he quickly found some tableware, cut the dragon fruit into exquisite small pieces and put them on a plate, and finally picked up a toothpick to show off.

"Hey!"

At this moment, the fat man stood up again, frowning:

"You young man, how can you be so insensible?"

"Didn't you see we've been talking to you the whole time? It's such a hassle, why didn't you give us some?"

"Oh."

Dan Heng carried a plate, stuck a few pieces on it with toothpicks, and distributed some to everyone around the conference table.

But when the plate finally reached the two people with big waves and long legs, it was already empty.

"What about ours?" The long-legged man, chin propped up on his hand, muttered as he leaned on the table.

"Why do they have it, but we don't?"

“Exactly, exactly.” Big Waves was also quite dissatisfied.

"I gave you this dragon fruit, but you've given it to everyone else and I haven't. What's going on here?"

"Uh……"

Danheng was at a loss in this situation.

"Then, could I have another dragon fruit?" Danheng asked Big Wave.

"No way! I only have one." The woman with the wavy hair turned her face away, clearly annoyed.

"Anyway, I'm angry now, so you can deal with it as you see fit."

Seeing that Da Bolang was ignoring him, Dan Heng stood beside her with an empty plate, feeling somewhat helpless.

I just wanted to help out, how did it turn out like this?

"Then, I'll go think of a way..."

Dan Heng walked out of the conference room, quickly took out his phone, and dialed Yan Huan's number.

……

Dream Reef, inside the Sleeping Banana Monkey's stronghold.

Yan Huan's phone suddenly rang.

'Thump thump thump thump~ thump thump thump~~'

"Why do you have a cell phone signal?" March 7th asked, sitting on a broken stool.

"?"

Yan Huan sat on the somewhat blackened stone table, patted her yellow jacket, and looked quite disdainful.

"I expected this to happen. Nobody's going to block my communications now. What, your phone's not working now?"

“Yeah.” March 7th put his hands on his thighs and shook his legs helplessly.

"I was able to call you just fine before, but after I pulled Potio up, my signal was blocked."

"Aren't these people wicked? They always block signals before launching an attack. We did the same thing in Luofu back then."

"Alright, I'll take this call from Danheng first." Yan Huan interrupted March 7th's chanting and answered the phone.

On the other end of the phone came Dan Heng's somber voice.

"Yan Huan, do you have any dragon fruit?"

"?"

“Dragon fruit.” Yan Huan was taken aback and looked at March 7th in front of her.

"Alright, if you want to eat, I'll make you a basketful, a truckload, no problem. Anyway, I'm the emperor now, no cops dare to arrest me for operating without a license."

What are your coordinates right now?

……

Chaolu Mansion.

The entrance to the conference room.

Dan Heng stared at the white portal that appeared before him, quickly got up, and dragged out a large basket of dragon fruit.

There are eighteen in total, which is enough to cut into pieces and divide them up.

"That should work."

Danheng, carrying a basket, walked back into the conference room.

"I found the dragon fruit..."

Upon hearing this, the wavy-haired man, who was idly twirling his pen in his seat, paused for a moment, then frowned and said:

"So many? Where did you get them? Are they legitimate? Won't they give me diarrhea if I eat them...?"

Dan Heng: "..."

Chapter 1095 What the hell are you asking me to sign?

Pinoconi.

Golden moment.

"Damn it, where did they get such a huge statue? How many Dream Weavers have been turned against them?!"

As soon as he lifted the extremely heavy statue, the burly man from the Hidden Night Thrush family quickly withdrew his hand, put the statue back on the ground, and then got up and kept rubbing his arm.

"Phew~ It's so heavy, what a bunch of bastards."

"If it weren't for the Emperor protecting our minds, I probably would have become one of those madmen too..."

"Stop complaining." The short-haired girl approached the burly man. "The Emperor has now gone to the Primal Dreamland, so the cleaning work here will be left to us."

“Sound, images, objects, or even just the words ‘sleeping banana monkey’ can cause reinfection.”

"We must remove these as soon as possible."

"I know, I know……"

The burly man smiled and looked around at the empty, once bustling streets, feeling a sense of unreality.

“My God, this street used to be the liveliest place, after all, it’s the closest to the Daydream Hotel.”

"I never thought it would be just the two of us left..."

"Hey, what do you think?" The burly man nudged the short-haired girl's arm. "We just sent away the Star Core, and now this has happened. Does that mean Pinocchio is doomed?"

"What are you saying!" the short-haired woman snapped.

"If the president hears this, we'll all have our wages docked."

"The president? Don't be ridiculous... They wouldn't come to a place like this." The burly man helplessly spread his hands.

“Those guys just stay outside the Chaolu Mansion now, ‘on standby at any time.’ When the Emperor has a mission, he just calls down the chain of command, making it seem like he’s very busy.”

"In the end, it's always us lowly trash who do the hard labor."