Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"When you go to the psychiatric department later, remember to ask the doctor to increase the dosage."

"If you use Estella's card without proper identification at Interstellar Peace Corporation, you will be closely monitored. The card still belongs to Estella. In other words, she can find out what you buy. After registering, you can link your own identity information."

Yan Huan was stunned.

"You're a really nice person, telling me all this."

Yan Huan had originally wanted to thank Black Tower for its thoughtfulness, but the other party's next words dispelled her idea.

Black Tower flicked his hair and said in a very flippant manner:

"Yes, look, I've been so good to you, it's not too much for you to do me a small favor, is it?"

Yan Huan: "..."

After a two-second silence, Yan Huan slowly stepped back, turned her back, and opened the office door.

He had just taken a step out when he saw a girl with pink and blue eyes sitting in a grand chair by the aisle in the distance, silently watching him.

Upon seeing Yan Huan, she held up two fingers, pointed to her own eyes, and then pointed at Yan Huan, conveying the message, "I'll be watching you, don't mess around anymore," before watching him retreat dejectedly.

Yan Huan closed the office door and, under Hei Ta's watchful gaze, slowly walked back to her desk and went around to the back.

He plopped down in the office chair, put his feet up on the desk, and said seriously:

"Why do I have to do the testing? Can't Alan do it?"

It wasn't that he didn't want to help, but he was afraid of abusing the power of the star core and repeatedly exiting the state of stagnation.

Eight hours of slacking off experience—it's not a lot, but it's not a small amount either.

There are only a few hours in a day.

It's really unnecessary to take this so seriously.

Rather, Yan Huan is still feeling lingering fear.

He hadn't forgotten that back then, a million-strong army of antimatter forces had arrived at the start.

Without Kafka and Silver Wolf, I don't know how badly I would have been tortured.

If a Star God were to come knocking on his door now, or if several messengers were to come after him, he'd probably be reduced to ashes.

"You seem quite reluctant to take action?" Black Tower crossed her arms, her delicate brows slightly furrowed. "I thought you were quite fond of showing off, but I didn't expect you to be so reserved in reality."

Yan Huan waved her hand, then changed her posture again, resting her legs on the desk:

"Actually, I've always been a humble person. I'm not only shy but also timid. Everyone calls me the flower of the motherland."

Black Tower: “…”

"Besides," Yan Huan's gaze sharpened, "what benefit would I get from testing this thing?"

Black Tower lightly touched her chin with her slender hand and pondered:

"As for the benefits, of course there are."

She took out a tablet, which displayed various data.

"First of all, this test will be broadcast on all the public screens on the space station, so you can show off."

Yan Huan retorted:

"The actual purpose of playing it on the public screen should be to showcase your research results, right?"

Black Tower nodded, not denying it:

"But it's also true that it lets you show off a bit, isn't it?"

Yan Huan smiled:

"What kind of benefit is this? I can do it anywhere else, why bother with a simulated universe?"

Black Tower suddenly changed his tone:

"So, I owe you a favor?"

Favor?

Yan Huan sniffed, carefully considering the meaning of the sentence.

Human relationships are sometimes just empty words, but sometimes they can change the ending of a story.

According to Yan Huan's understanding, Hei Ta is a genius who has saved many planets from destruction.

Moreover, her original age seems to be that of a grandmother, even though she has undergone rejuvenation.

A person like that wouldn't harm themselves, right?

"By the way, this test involves sending your consciousness data into a simulated universe. It won't actually put you in any danger, so there's no need to worry about safety," Black Tower added.

"Hmm?" Yan Huan raised an eyebrow.

Seeing that Yan Huan was still hesitating, Heita continued:

"Let me tell you something else. The reason I chose you over anyone else is because you have a star core inside you, and currently there are no side effects. In this respect, you are irreplaceable."

"If you behave well, it wouldn't be a problem to give you a doll."

"Huh?" Yan Huan's eyes lit up.

What? Did I hear that right? A doll?

"Are you serious?!?"

She actually gave away a doll!

Black Tower nodded, neither confirming nor denying:

“That’s right. However, you can’t do whatever you want with the doll. I’ll talk to Himeko about it and have her keep it safe. The purpose of this doll is that if you really reach a dead end in the universe, my main body might be able to log into that doll and lend you a hand.”

"Okay, I'll do it!" Yan Huan agreed without hesitation.

Hey, it's just letting Himeko-sensei keep it, what's the big deal?

As the saying goes, even the most meticulous plans can have flaws.

As long as an opportunity is found.

"Hehehehehehe...!!"

Hei Ta frowned, giving Yan Huan, who seemed to have 'malicious intentions,' a rather speechless look:

"The psychiatric ward is still open; you can still get your medication if you go now."

"I want a large portion!" Yan Huan shouted, raising her hands.

Chapter 19 Huan-ge, how about you have one?

Hei Ta led Yan Huan to a room that was fully equipped with medical chairs.

The room seemed somewhat empty, as it appeared that the previous staff members had all been dismissed beforehand.

The air was filled with the smell of alcohol.

This place should be considered a medical room or something like that.

"Alright, sit here. The doctor will be here soon," Heita said, pointing to a chair with her small hand.

Yan Huan nodded. "Okay."

After he sat down, Black Tower walked around, adjusting various devices.

Yan Huan sat there listlessly, imagining what the nurse would look like.

It should look pretty good.

and also.

Do I really have a mental illness? No way.

They're making a mountain out of a molehill.

Well, that must be the case.

Even if it exists, it means the world is sick.

Just as he was thinking this, Hei Ta sat down opposite him, holding a small device, and reached out his hand to Yan Huan:

"Give me the card I gave you."

"Oh." Yan Huan handed over the blank identity card.

With a "beep" sound, Black Tower swiped the card on the machine, then picked up the stylus to prepare to record on the screen.

"Name," Black Tower asked.

Yan Huan looked completely bewildered.

"Aren't you here to see a doctor? Why are you sitting across from me?"

Hei Ta twirled his pen, quite naturally:

"I've already said, you're my property, so what's wrong with me taking care of you personally? Hurry up, your name."

"..."

"Name." Black Tower glanced at Yan Huan impatiently.

"You dare say you don't know?" Yan Huan frowned.

Black Tower nodded. "I know, I was just asking."

Then he started typing rapidly on the screen.

Yan Huan: "..."

"Place of origin."

"Destiny."

"Birthday."

February 31st.