Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Thinking about going home, Danheng got busy as soon as he returned to the bathing palace.

Yan Huan lay on the soft bed, her fingers flying across the screen. The game sound effects and virtual explosions were exceptionally clear in the spacious room.

Danheng, on the other hand, was like a tireless worker ant, constantly packing his luggage under the halo of light in the corner of the room.

The dim light from the wall lamp cast a soft shadow on his focused profile.

In front of him lay a worn-out canvas travel bag, its edges frayed, clearly indicating it had been used for a long time.

He carefully bound stacks of documents with fine rope.

His fingers were long and strong, yet his knot-tying movements were exceptionally skilled and gentle, as if he were handling a fragile treasure.

The rope cut into the paper, making a soft "snap" sound. The dry smell of the paper mixed with the unique scent of the rope, filling the quiet air.

He bundled them up, carefully placed them at the bottom of the travel bag, and pressed them down with his palm to make sure they were flat.

Then came another stack, which was also meticulously bundled and placed.

"Oh, why bother tidying up? Just stuff it in here." Yan Huan patted her pocket.

"No, these documents are all paper documents, so they should be stored properly," Dan Heng muttered, continuing to organize.

Yan Huan's storage treasures contain almost everything.

From children's toys to anti-aircraft cannons, it's hard to imagine what kind of structure could house all of these.

However, for Estádio, who gave him the strange object, such a treasure seemed unremarkable.

Danheng squatted on the ground, looking very serious.

These materials are mostly handwritten notes, yellowed drawings, and photocopies of documents annotated in different languages, bearing witness to the hard work he put into Ohmma.

After organizing the documents, he took out a few changes of clothes.

They are all simple and durable styles, and most of them are dark green.

He carefully folded each item, his movements slow but revealing an almost ritualistic focus.

Even the classical Ohmana clothing that Bai'er had prepared for them was put away by him.

Yan Huan finally finished a game, tossed her phone aside, turned to the side, propped her head up with her hand, and watched Dan Heng's busy figure.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

The light outlined Dan Heng's slender and upright figure, and the way he focused on folding clothes made Yan Huan feel that he was somewhat virtuous.

It's like a girl going back to her parents' home.

"Aren't you going to sleep? Bai'er will be here to wake us in two hours."

"No need, you weren't asleep either."

Danheng didn't turn around. He simply put the last folded coat into the travel bag, zipped it up, leaving only a small opening.

"Sleep? I'll go back to consciousness after I explode, and then I'll slowly sleep in the car."

Yan Huan reminded her:

"But you'll still have to ride in that train carriage that Laikushi repaired, and you'll still have to operate it."

"His stance is unclear at the moment. If he tampers with the train and causes it to derail, then you're finished."

“…That makes sense.” Dan Heng straightened up and rubbed his slightly sore brow.

Her face did show signs of fatigue from staying up all night, but her eyes were exceptionally clear in the dim light of the bathhouse, like a cold pool reflecting the morning sun.

Regarding the special existence of Lai Gu Shi, although Yan Huan's obedience test results were perfect, precautions still need to be taken.

Perhaps he is only feigning surrender, and is actually plotting something deeper.

It's clearly an AI, yet it's pretending to be a local...

Onphalus is probably considered a classical civilization, so how could Kefal, who sculpted humans, have created an intelligent machine that could even repair trains?

"I'll fix the carriage for you again later," Yan Huan said calmly, pulling out her simulated cavalry rifle.

In fact, the anonymous passenger was fully capable of repairing the train carriages himself.

However, since there were no plans to leave, it hadn't been repaired.

Neither of them expected that the carriage from outer space would actually be repaired by Lai Gu Shi.

Doesn't this further prove that he has a problem?

Unlike Danheng's Cloud-Striking Spear, which is a cold weapon, the train carriages are made of alien technology.

"Hmm." Dan Heng responded, his gaze falling on the bulging travel bag filled with documents and clothes.

"I wonder how March went."

At the start of the journey, March 7th's condition became abnormal, and he could only move normally thanks to the nourishment of the Divine Key.

I wonder if her situation will improve after all the Titans of Onpharos have fallen silent.

……

‘Dong dong dong——’

At dawn, Bai E knocked on the door of the nameless guest's bathing palace as promised.

Yan Huan and Dan Heng were still awake. The door opened, and the three began to discuss their battle plan.

They arrived at the designated location, received the Kefal Fire from Seifer, and then left the city.

To attract the fire-stealers, Bai'e shouted as soon as he stepped out of the city gate:

"Fire thief! The Cephalon fire you sought is here. Have the guts to fight me to the death!"

"There are no traps here, so you can come over without worry!"

"..." Dan Heng lay in ambush nearby, his expression slightly helpless.

"Who told you to shout like that?" Yan Huan asked, frowning as she lay behind the rock.

"Delete that last sentence of yours. Isn't that just admitting guilt? Do you think people are stupid?!"

"Huh?" Bai E turned around, looking completely bewildered.

"Didn't they say the Firebringer has lost his mind? He shouldn't be thinking anymore..."

"Bullshit." Yan Huan narrowed her eyes:

"If he were truly brainless, he would have attacked the city before Aglaia even left!"

"Okay, okay." Bai Er nodded, then looked ahead again and shouted:

"Fire thief! Don't come any closer... don't steal my Cefalor fire!"

"If you dare steal my fire, I'll stab you through with my sword, like a skewer of lamb... Do you hear me?!"

Yan Huan: "Yes, that's it!"

Dan Heng: "..."

"Fire thief! You're not allowed to come any closer! Stay away from me!" Bai E shouted as he walked, raising his voice as if afraid the fire thief wouldn't hear him.

"Please, please don't come any closer..."

As a result, the three of them walked from morning until noon without seeing a single hair of the fire thief.

Clearly, their strategy was flawed.

Dan Heng stood before the two men, his expression indifferent:

"Perhaps we should try a different approach."

"Why?" Yan Huan asked.

"Isn't that good? The fire thief was probably asleep, so he didn't hear it."

Bai E nodded, "Yes, yes."

Dan Heng: "..."

Chapter 1492 Will this really work?

At Danheng's insistence, the two had no choice but to change their method of luring the enemy.

‘Plop——’

The embers of the Kefaller fire were mercilessly thrown into boiling water, while wisps of smoke rose from the depths of the jungle outside the Divine Enlightenment Tree Garden.

A simple iron pot sat on the fire, the soup inside bubbling and churning, emitting a rich aroma.

The aroma comes from Yan Huan's secret recipe for butter base, which powerfully dispels the surrounding chill.

"Let's add some cabbage, it was just picked today, it's very fresh," Bai E said enthusiastically.

It was as if they weren't on a chase for fire-stealers, but rather on a pleasant picnic.

He deftly tossed a large bunch of lush, green cabbages with thick leaves into the boiling red soup with a splash.

The cabbage leaves were instantly coated in the scalding broth, and their edges began to turn transparent and curl up.

"Oh wow." Yan Huan blinked; he really hadn't expected Bai E to bring ingredients.

"Why do you always carry cabbage with you? Did you bring any meat?"

"No, haha," Bai E said with a faint smile.

“I bring this with me. Some people in the city say that eating raw cabbage is healthy, so I bring some as dry food.”

"alright."

Yan Huan nodded as she began to rummage through her things:

Vacuum-packed, paper-thin Wagyu beef; tender and tempting lamb rolls; and several skewers of spicy beef, marinated to a bright red color and skewered on bamboo sticks.

He slammed these heavy items onto the flat stone that served as the tabletop:

"You can't just eat cabbage. With such a good broth, you definitely need to add meat. Cabbage is just something to fill your stomach."

Bai E looked at the slices of meat, whose texture alone suggested they were quite valuable, and couldn't help but laugh: