Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Are you saying 'shut up'?"

"According to Ms. Himeko, Mr. [Shut Up] has been making drinks on the train for a long time, so how could he be a newcomer?"

"Alright, alright, it's not a newbie anymore, okay? Just become that." Yan Huan instructed:

"Don't wander into the dream world before the train departs. If you want to chat with your sister, use your phone to video call her."

"My kidnapping of the family head has already strained the relationship between the train and the family."

"Later, Dan Heng watched you take action, and at the meeting, the alliance leader explained that he had fallen under your spell, which is indeed reasonable..."

"As long as your family doesn't find out you're on the Star Train, everything is negotiable."

"Otherwise, if the Infinite Commander really comes, and keeps messing with my antimatter legion, he'll definitely help cause trouble..."

"Regarding the unlimited terminator, please rest assured," Sunday stated frankly.

"If such a possibility existed, I certainly would not have asked to board the train."

“The family may want to eliminate me, but unless I organize a powerful army, they will not easily alarm the Chieftain.”

"This name was never created to deal with 'one person' from the moment it was coined."

Yan Huan nodded and said no more.

The Infinite Chieftain is a ruthless character. Those killed by him will become members of his family, a process akin to brainwashing or complete transformation.

Yan Huan wasn't lacking in confidence in dealing with this kind of guy, but she just found it very troublesome...

Chapter 1132 Second Room Cleaning

"Welcome to the party carriage, dear Mr. Yan Huan."

Behind the bar, a somewhat irritating-looking android asked:

"Would you like some drinks and snacks, or perhaps...the start of the party?"

"Who are you?" Yan Huan tilted her head.

"Haha, you're joking again. This is the seventy-fourth time you've repeated this phrase in the last two days."

The machine smiled obsequiously:

"If you enjoy playing games with strangers like this, I'll play along."

"For example... I could disguise myself as a robber."

"When you ask me that question again, I can answer: You've been kidnapped, don't move!"

"It was such a vivid and hilarious performance that I couldn't help but laugh..."

"What are you babbling about?"

Yan Huan walked to the bar, dragged over a stool and sat down. "A Coke, please."

"Okay, please wait a moment, my dear friend."

The machine started working, first pouring out a glass of cola from the machine behind it, then picking up ice cubes and throwing them in, and then, like an acrobat, tossing the glass upwards and swinging it around with its robotic arm.

"..."

"Can't you just give it to me directly?"

"That would be very unromantic."

Shut up and handed the Coke to Yan Huan, teasingly saying:

"Actually, this carriage used to be called the conference carriage."

“My former owner, Void Treasury, said: ‘There are so few nameless guests now, we don’t need an entire carriage for a meeting,’ so he took it upon himself to turn it into a party carriage.”

"Have we ever had a party?" Yan Huan asked, leaning on the table and pushing the glass in front of her back and forth.

“Mr. Yan Huan, the nameless guests haven’t had a party since you got on the bus.”

He shut up and smiled.

"The last time Miss March 7th wanted to throw a party, you were locked in a simulated universe by the Supreme Being of the Antimatter Legion."

"Afterwards, when you went to the Immortal Ship Luofu, you were blocked at the door by the Ash Extinction Legion."

"This series of experiences is truly heartbreaking."

"I stayed in this tiny party carriage, wanting countless times to rush out and do my part to help resolve the crisis for all the nameless guests."

"But as you can see... I'm just a beverage mixing robot."

"By the way, Miss March 7th and the train conductor just said they were looking for you."

"?"

Hearing this, Yan Huan straightened up. "Why didn't you say so earlier? Why did you call me?"

"It could be accountability, or it could be providing living expenses... There are countless possibilities before you arrive."

"Then shut up."

"I'm here."

"..."

Yan Huan got up, left the party carriage, and searched for March 7th and Pam's figures in the long train.

Finally, Yan Huan stopped not far from her room.

"?"

He clearly saw that March 7th and Pam had opened their door and were looking inside.

"What are you two doing?" Yan Huan asked, standing behind the two of them.

"Oh my god!" March 7th suddenly pulled her head back and turned around. "Why didn't you say you were coming? You scared me to death."

"Didn't I already say that?"

Yan Huan bypassed March 7th and kicked the door open, revealing the darkness inside.

"Without turning on the lights, what can you possibly see?"

"Cough cough..."

Pam coughed, put her hands on her hips, and began to lecture Yan Huan:

"Passenger Yan Huan, can't you take the time to clean your own room properly?"

“Look at the Sunday passenger. He cleaned his room as soon as he checked in, and now it’s even cleaner than the March 7 passenger’s room.”

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm getting shot even though I'm lying down."

March 7th looked aggrieved. "My room is no worse than his, it's just that I have a lot more stuff."

“That’s right, that’s right.” Yan Huan nodded in agreement. “My room is also very clean, it’s just that I have a lot of things.”

"is it?"

Pam reached her little hand into the darkness, pulled out a cricket, and questioned Yan Huan:

"Could you tell the train conductor what this is?"

"Insects."

Yan Huan stepped forward, bent down, and reached out to take the little cricket:

"Isn't it reasonable to keep a few small pets?"

“So this is a pet too.” Pam then pulled a wild boar out of the room.

"Of course, isn't this an animal?"

Yan Huan took the wild boar as well and held it in her arms.

"And this one?" Pam pulled another wild man out of Yan Huan's dimly lit room.

"This is my friend, he came here to play games."

Yan Huan put the wild boar down and stepped forward to affectionately grasp the wild man's hand.

"Hey bro, have you eaten yet?"

“￥#%#￥#%#?” The dark brown-skinned savage scratched the grass skirt covering his buttocks, seemingly not understanding what Yan Huan was saying.

He also carried several spears on his back, the spearheads of which were made of wood, sharpened to a point and full of bumps.

Just standing here, you can smell a sour, foul odor on March 7th.

"Hey~ Pam, where did you pull this out from? I didn't see this person just now."

"The train conductor just saw Wappa too." Pam rubbed her little hands together, looking a little unhappy.

"Passenger Yan Huan, last time it was passenger Dan Heng who helped you tidy up your room."

"You haven't cleaned the room since then, have you?"

"Now it's not only full of vegetation, but also teeming with insects and animals, and even wild men!"

"It's not that serious."

Yan Huan pushed the cricket, wild boar, and savage back into the dimly lit room and casually closed the door.

"If you don't want to watch, that's fine. I feel okay sleeping on my own."

“Yan Huan, could you learn from Sunday Passenger and Danheng Passenger?”

Pam, hands on her hips, continued lecturing Yan Huan:

"The room is so messy and dirty, what if I can't find my things? What if there are too many bacteria? What if I bring my partner home and they run away when they see the state of the room?"

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Yan Huan didn't care at all.

"I think this is a manifestation of biodiversity."

"If all else fails, I'll hire a cleaning company to tidy it up for me. The train's stopped here anyway..."