Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Just like the current Arillow VI.

The people there needed help, and the Starry Sky Train, being a good Samaritan, spontaneously helped them raise the astronomical compensation.

For Yan Huan and Walter, the main reason for their help was that there were people on this planet who looked familiar.

But whatever the reason, helping others is the duty of the anonymous person.

The group of former watchmakers also got off the train without hesitation because of this ideal, and dedicated their lives to the liberation cause of Pinocchio.

"If you need money to save your life, then don't bother participating in the competition," Yan Huan stopped the little girl and said seriously.

"I can lend it to you first, and you can pay me back slowly later."

"?"

The little girl was somewhat surprised by Yan Huan's words.

He hired a bodyguard, but the bodyguard still wants to pay him?

"Are you serious?" the little girl asked, somewhat skeptical.

"Of course." Yan Huan immediately pulled out a card and said seriously:

"For the nameless man, life is priceless!"

"Want to pay with your body?" She tilted her head.

"I have no interest in humans."

Chapter 1144 Who gave you permission to make merchandise?

"Then I don't want it either."

The little girl turned her face away and did not take Yan Huan's card.

"I won't lose, I'm determined to win the prize money!"

"Damn." Yan Huan squinted.

"So what exactly happened to your home planet? We are pioneers, dedicated to saving planets from crisis, and we can help you."

“Someone else said the same thing to you before,” the girl muttered. “Hey, guess what?”

"What's wrong?" Yan Huan asked curiously.

"They became kings and started collecting taxes from us."

The girl followed the crowd toward the competition venue, and said to Yan Huan behind her:

Grandpa always said that you can only rely on yourself in everything.

"Money is the most stable relationship. You can't trust anything else, especially those who claim to save the world for free... The price they ultimately demand is often unbelievably high."

……

First round.

Yan Huan, acting as the bodyguard, followed the girl to the front of the stage, where her opponents and judges were already waiting.

"Hey, isn't this Yan Huan? What a coincidence!"

Montana stood opposite the two of them and smiled:

"I didn't expect you to participate after all. What about March? Knowing her personality, she should have signed up for this year's preliminary rounds."

"She's busy earning my little goal."

Yan Huan had her hands in her pockets, seemingly unconcerned about the audition.

Since it's a competition, everyone should rely on their own abilities, and the bodyguards' only responsibility is to ensure the personal safety of their clients.

Welcome to Arena Number Thirty-Two!

The judges, standing between the two, announced:

The theme of this competition is—Acting Skills!

"What? Still these few things..." Yan Huan lost interest immediately upon hearing the test questions.

"Now, please choose your weapons and become war machines fighting each other!"

"?" Not only Yan Huan had a question mark above her head, but the other spectators who came to watch the game were also confused.

"Our first weapon is a replica from our Starry Sky Train's major shareholder—Earthfire Wealth Management!"

The soda man stepped back to the weapons display stand behind him, pointed to a large yellow sword, and introduced it:

"The original sword could easily cleave mountains and seas, and the replica is no less powerful!"

"'Earthfire Investment' can sever the credit points on the other party and then turn them into earthfire to burn the enemy!"

"Of course, for the safety of the competition, we have adjusted the temperature of the flame, so the contestants can use it with confidence."

"What the hell?" Yan Huan's eyes widened, and she walked straight forward, pointing at the soda fountain man and shouting:

"When did I authorize the imitation? And this lousy name and effect, what's with the credit point deduction?!"

"Huh? I didn't expect Mr. Yan Huan to be here. Everyone is so lucky today!"

The judges from the "Soda People" competition quickly approached Yan Huan, smiling obsequiously:

"Mr. Yan Huan, you may have a bad memory. During the last meeting, the nameless client already granted us permission to produce the corresponding merchandise. This is a testament to the friendly exchange between the family, the company, and the train!"

"A meeting?" Yan Huan was taken aback upon hearing this.

Currently, all meetings with the family have been attended by Himeko and Welt; he has never actually participated.

"So you made a weapon-related accessory?" Yan Huan asked.

"of course not!"

The soda man retreated to the weapons rack and took out a long spear with a chrysanthemum tip.

"This gun is called the 'Anal Gun.' If you are hit in the anus by it, you will faint on the spot and be at the mercy of others!"

"And this bow." In front of the audience, the Soda Man pulled out a longbow that was exactly the same as the weapon of March 7th.

"?"

"Why is it that only this person's merchandise is exactly the same as the original?"

“Mr. Yan Huan, bows are all pretty much the same... but this replica is not exactly the same either.”

The soda man drew his bow, pulled back the string, and gently shot an arrow at the floor.

'Whoosh—'

A rock candy fell to the ground and quickly melted into Sodium syrup.

"Look, this bow and arrow can shoot rock candy. When it hits an object, it will turn into syrup at the fastest speed and stain other people's clothes."

"It fits the purpose of the 3-7 perfectly." Yan Huan nodded slightly, acknowledging the value of the replica weapon.

"This is so unfair!" Montana stepped forward, pointed at the bow, and shouted at the Sodaman judges:

"The sword in front can shatter a person's credit points, while shooting a weak point can stun the target; both effects are disgusting."

"But this bow is only good for sticking syrup to people; it's completely useless."

“Hey~ Montana, you don’t understand,” Yan Huan explained.

"As for the surrounding area, it definitely needs to match the original model, which I think is very reasonable."

"What a load of nonsense!" Montana was utterly speechless.

"This is a competition, so fairness is the most important thing. Can't you even balance the weapons?"

"Please calm down, contestant."

The soda man smiled slightly.

"Who said this bow is weak?"

"Please think carefully about what kind of competition this is."

“A hot sand audition,” Montana replied.

"Yes~"

The soda man waved his hand.

"Since it's a talent show to select stars, then image and temperament are absolutely the most important factors."

"The color of the syrup that this bow shoots out can be adjusted."

"If the user wants, it's not impossible to mimic a defense!"

"Imagine the other person is covered in the scars of their thesis defense, while you are impeccably dressed. Who will the judges give a higher score to?"

“…?” Montana thought to herself, what the soda man said actually made sense.

"Of course, there isn't just one of each type of weapon."

The soda man put the bow back and took out two 'Earthfire Investment' swords, showing them to the contestants and the audience:

"If you feel there's a problem with the weapon's strength, then just choose the strongest weapon you think is best!"

"Next, please choose your weapons!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Montana stepped forward and stood in front of the weapons rack, deep in thought.

The theme of this test is acting talent, and they also have to play war machines fighting each other.

Clearly, geothermal investment and fund-based investment strategies are more suitable...

Montana picked up the bow and said firmly, "I choose this one!"

Just kidding... For girls, image is the most important thing!

"Alright!" Soda Man immediately announced, "Please have another contestant come forward and choose a weapon!"

Upon hearing this, the plastic bag bounced forward and began to ponder as it looked at the weapons rack.

Seeing her hesitate, Yan Huan also wondered what she would choose if it were her...