Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

In a certain department.

March 7th and Danheng were sitting in front of two computers, passing the time.

The pink-haired girl controlled the mouse, clicking repeatedly on the sunlight appearing on the screen, then dragged a Peashooter from the plant menu and planted it on the grass.

With the "pu~pu~" of the Peashooter's shots, zombies were decapitated and lay pitifully on the ground.

"Hehe, I told you I'm a genius!" March 7 was overjoyed; clearly, this kind of game was no challenge for her.

The office was very quiet. The staff members seemed to have other things to do and left, lending the computers to the two people.

Dan Heng sat in the seat next to March 7th, holding the mouse, his eyes reflecting the image on the screen.

The title, "Fairy Boat Luofu, a Great Travel Destination!", was displayed at the top of the article.

Below are many videos and texts, introducing the local customs and culture one by one.

After looking at it for a while, Danheng closed the page.

I figured I had nothing better to do.

So I typed 'God's Key' into the webpage search bar.

'No results were found for your search. Please try different keywords!'

"..."

After a moment of silence, Dan Heng deleted those words and then typed in 'Heavenly Fire Judgment', 'Thousand Realms One Journey', and 'Black Abyss White Flower'.

In the end, they still gained nothing.

"Is it not included, or is this information encrypted?" Dan Heng couldn't help but wonder.

He thought for a moment, then entered the keyword 'Red Iris Immortal Fu Hua' into the search bar.

Finally, what popped up was some very limited information about Marshal Hua of the Immortal Ship.

Seeing that the search yielded no results, he then searched for 'Six-Phase Ice'.

……

While playing on March 7th, I couldn't help but glance to the side.

Seeing Danheng staring intently at the screen, she leaned over and, after seeing the content, sighed:

"Hey Danheng, why are you looking at such serious documents? The screen is full of dense text, doesn't it give you a headache? Come on, let's play a game together!"

Dan Heng shook his head:

"I don't play games much; I always feel like it's a waste of time."

"Huh? What's wrong with wasting time?"

The chairs in this department are all wheeled office chairs. With a wicked grin, March 7 reached out and pulled Danheng's chair over.

Before the latter could even react, he and his chair were pulled to March 7's computer desk.

On March 7th, holding the mouse, he clicked into the game lobby and asked:

"Come on, Danheng, what do you want to play? Just name it and we'll play it!"

"...The one in the middle, I guess."

"Row."

March 7th answered and clicked into the game.

This is a two-player game where two players use WASD and ↑↓←→ to control two characters and cooperate to complete levels.

Seeing that March 7th's left hand was already on WASD, Danheng had no choice but to select ↑↓←→.

This game is actually very simple. Both players control their characters to open mechanisms for each other, and finally, they reach the door at the top together to complete the game.

Time passed little by little, and Danheng played very seriously, sometimes even giving instructions on how to play March 7th.

Listening to Danheng's rambling, March 7th suddenly raised an eyebrow and said:

"Hey, didn't you say you were complaining about wasting time? How come you're having more fun than me?"

Dan Heng paused for a moment, then replied:

"I suddenly realized that what I said before was actually wrong. If playing games is a waste of time, then what is 'not a waste of time'?"

He recalled his previous research:

"Is it to learn knowledge, or to practice martial arts? Is that all there is to it?"

March 7th pursed her lips:

"It should be fine, isn't that the consensus? Learning knowledge, developing a skill, or doing something more meaningful are all more respected than playing games, right?"

Although she also played games on March 7th, she knew that such behavior was not as noble as that of those who did serious work.

Dan Heng smiled gently:

"That brings us to questions about the meaning of life. If you want to become a learned person, making the most of every moment is naturally the right thing to do. If you want to become a martial arts master, you should train your physique and study techniques, and you will certainly receive praise from others."

"However, who can dictate the meaning of a person's life?"

March 7th paused for a moment, then suddenly seemed to realize something, and looked at him suspiciously, saying:

"What were you looking at on the computer just now? How did you suddenly have an epiphany?"

"I'm just killing time."

"Just like playing games, it's actually quite interesting, isn't it? The framework of 'meaning of life' defined by most people in the world confines many people. But not following the crowd is actually more remarkable."

Hearing Danheng suddenly start rambling, March 7th nodded perfunctorily and muttered:

"So you're such a gossip too, huh? Hey, I knew it! The three of us are all losers, otherwise how could we possibly get along?"

Conversation room.

The door to the department suddenly opened.

A pair of shiny leather shoes stepped into the room.

With a perfectly timed stomping rhythm, the person slowly walked towards the two of them.

Because the room was quiet, March 7th and Danheng heard his footsteps very clearly.

The two turned around.

Upon seeing who it was, March 7th covered her mouth and exclaimed in surprise:

"Huh?! How did you become a rich and handsome guy? Are you trying to leave the ranks of us losers?!"

At this moment, Yan was dressed cleanly and neatly.

Her previously loose and even frizzy black hair now seemed to have been treated with something, making it incredibly smooth under the light, and it was even tied up.

Above her delicate, straight nose, her dark golden eyes remained calm and still, silently watching the two of them like a secluded spring under the moonlight.

In addition, she was wearing a gorgeous dress.

If it weren't for the Genshin Impact Abyss results screen on the phone in this guy's hand, March 7 would almost not have recognized who he was.

"Ha, loser?" The man raised an eyebrow slightly, as if he had heard something ridiculous.

He gripped his phone, hands behind his back, and chanted, "I originally intended to interact with you as an ordinary person, but I'm not going to pretend anymore. I'm laying my cards on the table! Actually, I..."

at this time.

The office door suddenly opened, and Alan rushed in, clutching a pair of red underwear, saying:

"Mr. Yan Huan, Miss and I really can't find anything suitable. Could you please wear your own for now?"

Yan raised an eyebrow, turned slightly, and glanced sideways at Alan:

"Where did you get this bewitching color? I don't own any underwear this color!"

Alan asked in confusion:

"Oh? This is what Miss asked Mr. Walter to find in your room. Mr. Walter said that all the underwear in your room is this color, so he just grabbed a random pair and brought it over."

"Mr. Yan Huan, you should put it on. It's very uncomfortable if you don't."

Yan's lips curled into a smirk as he laughed loudly:

"Friend, you've crossed the line! I've already said that's not mine. If you can't find a suitable one, you might as well not wear it, hahaha!!"

With that, he walked around Alan and swaggered out.

"But."

Alan, clutching his red underwear, stared blankly at Yan Huan's retreating figure.

"But the one you took off before was also red."

"I won't listen! I won't listen... Hahahaha!!"

"..."

……

Chapter 119 Is it really that prestigious?

Inside a changing room.

Alan led Yan out.

Walter, March 7th, and Danheng, among others, were standing outside.

Seeing Yan Huan come out, Walter rubbed his forehead and said:

"Yan Huan, why do you deny that those were your underwear? I really did take them from your room."

Yan followed behind Alan with a look of utter despair, clearly having been forced to put on his red underwear.

Hearing Walter's voice, he looked up and said seriously:

“Mr. Walter…I…did not…lie.”