Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

He floated on the water, mouth shut, and helplessly spread his hands. "It's hard to imagine that the train would become what it is today. It's truly a cause for celebration..."

"What happened?"

Not far away, Sunday squatted in a large plastic bathtub, using a broom as a paddle to row over.

"This water..."

"Oh, don't worry about it!" March 7th shouted.

"Hurry up and pull us up!"

On Sunday, he picked up a broom and shook his head at the request for March 7th.

"I'm sorry, Miss March 7th, this is just a bathtub. If I were to fetch you, it would just tip over like a shut-up."

“Open the doors outside the train,” Walter shouted to Sunday as he swam on his back. “Let’s drain this water first.”

"clear."

Sunday nodded, then vigorously swept the broom toward the car door.

As soon as he opened the car door, the water inside instantly found its outlet and rushed out of the car.

Sunday, which was closest to the car door, was also carried away by the current.

……

The exterior of the Starry Sky Train.

"Hey, look! What's wrong with the train?!"

Family soldiers stationed far away monitored the train's situation 24 hours a day with binoculars.

Someone was seen riding a bathtub and being swept out by the floodwaters; some reported it, others recorded it.

"Wait a minute... doesn't that guy riding on the bathtub wielding a broom look familiar?"

"It's just a robot, why does it look familiar?"

"I think he's probably a bit off. How old is he to still be riding a bathtub? Haha... He looks incredibly stupid!"

Sunday:"……"

As the water inside the train poured out, the group was finally freed.

Inside the observation car, Walter dried his hair with a towel and said seriously:

"Where is Danheng?"

"War criminal Danheng, step forward!" March 7th grabbed a soaking wet feather duster and slammed it onto the table.

"Feel sorry."

At this moment, Dan Heng, soaking wet, slowly stepped out of the corridor, saying dejectedly:

"I just wanted to use the Cloud Chant spell to make the air more humid, but I didn't control it well..."

"Okay, I won't do this next time."

Walter looked at the chaotic carriage; many things had been damaged by water.

"Besides Yan Huan's room needing cleaning, now there's an entire train to clean as well."

"Sigh," sighed March 7th.

"Fortunately, the water didn't reach the conductor's office. Let's tidy up the observation car before Pam finds out."

"It must be done as soon as possible."

Walter adjusted his glasses and immediately got to work, looking for a broom but finding none.

"Hmm? I remember there were a lot of brooms in the sanitation corner."

“There’s one on Sunday!” March 7th raised his hand.

"And what about the rest?" Walter asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Hehe... I have one."

A woman wearing a purple veil emerged from around the corner, holding a broom in her hand.

"Sorry, I just used it as a temporary oar."

“Ms. Black Swan?” March 7 blinked her pinkish-blue eyes and looked at the person next to her.

"Then why didn't you get washed out like on Sunday? Where's your bathtub?"

She stepped on me.

Shut up and raise your hand immediately:

"But I simply couldn't support the weight of the Black Swan passenger, so I had to throw her into the water. Only then did I row over to greet everyone."

"Heh...you really deserve to be a beverage mixing robot for life." Black Swan put the broom back in the corner with a forced smile.

"Wait, what are you doing?!"

While the group was chatting, Pam appeared at the door without anyone noticing.

"The train is all wet now, what will happen when passengers Himeko and Yan Huan come back!"

"I'm sorry, conductor." Dan Heng immediately admitted his mistake, "It was my improper operation of the Cloud Chanting Technique..."

"It's you again, Danheng Passenger Pa!"

Pam stormed up to Danheng and rebuked him:

"How many times have I told you, you're not allowed to use any weird power techniques when cleaning!"

"Understood, conductor..."

"In short, I'm going to deduct your train fund!"

After berating Danheng, Pam went through the corridor and began inspecting the other carriages.

Almost half of the train was flooded, especially the passenger cabins.

"What's wrong here again?"

Pam stood in front of Yan Huan's room, pointing to the large, shattered hole, and questioned the people behind her:

"Where is Yan Huan's passenger wall?"

"The door frame was smashed by a wild boar, hehe," March 7 said sheepishly.

"Yan himself has to take the blame for this. We never expected the bacteria in his room to evolve to this extent."

"Hey, a wild boar?" Pam turned to look at March 7.

"The passenger told Pamti about this on Sunday."

"Since you knew it was a wild boar, why didn't you lead it further away from the door?"

"And that water just now, it all overflowed from Yan Huan's passenger room, right?"

"The train conductor is now announcing that due to the train being flooded, we must conduct a very thorough cleaning of the train!"

"Everything that got damaged from water needs to be replaced, and we need to buy new furniture!"

"Hey? Are we getting new furniture?" March 7th suddenly felt a little happy upon hearing this.

New washing machine, new sofa, new flooring, new...

"The cost will be deducted from your future train fund!"

Pam crossed her arms and muttered:

"Protecting the train is everyone's responsibility."

"And what about Yan Huan's room? How come all these trees in front of it collapsed due to the water pressure?"

"Protecting the environment is also necessary!"

“Yes, yes, yes… Pam, you’re right.” March 7th nodded repeatedly.

"Um, we haven't eaten yet, Pam, what do you think...?"

"Hmph, all you ever do is eat! All you ever think about is food!"

Pam stormed back to the conductor's office and changed into a chef's uniform.

"Since you've all agreed, then Pam will cook today's meal."

"Waaaaah~ Pam, you're so sweet, I love you!"

Chapter 1154 is brilliant!

"Ohhhhhhhh—!!"

It was accompanied by enthusiastic cheers.

Below the stage, Yan Huan stood with her arms crossed, intently watching her opponent, who was wearing a plastic bag.

This is the second round of the hot sand preliminary selection, and the competition is about handicrafts.

Both contestants need to each submit several craft items to make, then draw lots, and finally make the items they drew.

"Why is there a part like this?"

Yan Huan stood in the crowd, expressing her concern about the plastic bags.

This guy was born in a junkyard, so he might be good at making simple and practical things, but if it comes to making some more elegant handicrafts... he might not be able to beat a proper talent show contestant.

"Alright, both sides have listed the skills they are good at. Let's draw lots now!"

The orange soda-drinking man put his hand into the raffle box, casually pulled out a slip of paper.

"The challenge of this competition is to create beautiful pottery!"

"Bottles and vases are both acceptable, but they must be painted. The style and patterns are up to the contestants, and the final score will be based on the aesthetic appeal!"

"Now, our special guest, Mr. Rick, will distribute the materials to the two of you!"

Then, Rick slowly walked onto the stage, came to the orange soda man, and grabbed his wrist.