Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

After giving her instructions, the Star God of Joy transformed into a stream of light and slowly disappeared from everyone's sight.

The crew members on the space station breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

"Great! I really thought the God of Joy was angry, but it turns out he was just joking."

“This observation is very meaningful. Judging from Aha’s attitude, as long as Huan Ge is willing to embark on the path of pleasure, he will definitely gain considerable power.”

"Of course! Given how well Huan-ge is aligned with this destiny, the power he gains will far surpass that of the other envoys. He might even be able to exchange a few blows with the Star God!"

For a time, there were different opinions.

They were mostly sharing good news, and everyone's face was beaming with smiles of relief after surviving a disaster.

I thought it would be good enough if a Star God appeared, but I didn't expect to find a successor to the Star God.

The key point is that we all know each other quite well.

If Yan Huan really gets the title of "Envoy of Pleasure," they can all benefit from it too.

After all, everyone witnessed the process firsthand, so they can be considered witnesses, right?

in the office.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, except for Black Tower and March 7, whose expressions remained solemn.

On March 7th, I felt like something was off.

Even if the virtual star gods are powerful, can they really influence the reality outside the simulated universe?

If that's the case, then this project has a huge flaw.

Looking at Yan Huan lying in the data array.

The shattered pieces of the chair next to him looked so out of place.

"Dududu-"

Hei Ta took out his tablet, seemingly making a phone call.

The communication was quickly established.

Black Tower glanced at the data array and said:

"Screw Gum, come back soon."

A questioning voice came from the other end of the communication:

"What happened, Ms. Black Tower?"

Black Tower stared intently at the data array:

"The consciousness of the Star God has invaded the simulated universe, and it is now out of control."

For a while.

The entire office fell silent.

Aistar listened to the communication in a daze, her eyes wide: "Uh, Black Tower, what, what did you just say?"

Black Tower glanced at Estella indifferently:

"Didn't I make myself clear? The simulated universe has been invaded by the consciousness of a star god. I tried to force quit the module, but it's no longer usable. Now the entire simulated universe is under the control of a certain star god."

March 7th panicked.

She looked at the black tower and said anxiously:

"What? Which Star God? Is it the Star God of Pleasure? His true consciousness has even appeared?"

Yan Huan's consciousness is still in the simulated universe.

Black Tower shook his head. "No."

"Didn't you notice the tremor just now? That was caused by the invading Star God consciousness. It has already entered the simulated universe."

"As for the Star God of Joy... he just dug a hole under Yan Huan's feet."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the office froze in place.

Simulate the universe.

Yan Huan sniffed as she watched Aha disappear before her eyes.

"They're leaving already, without even chatting for a little while longer."

The surrounding environment changed again.

Suddenly, a wave of dizziness washed over me.

When Yan Huan opened her eyes, she found herself on a desolate planet.

"Ok?"

The sky was dark and gloomy, and the wind and sand blew through Yan Huan's hair. Underfoot were withered grass and pebbles.

A deathly silence reigned.

A deep sense of oppression lingered in Yan Huan's heart.

"Why does it feel weird?"

After walking a long distance, all that remained was a desolate landscape.

There was no sign of life.

"What's going on?" Yan Huan was a little confused.

There's nothing here, we can't just sit here doing nothing.

With her feet treading on the gravel, Yan Huan wandered aimlessly for a very long time.

When one is drenched in sweat.

Finally, a figure appeared ahead.

He stood there beside a withered tree, gazing silently at himself.

He was a tall and strong man, with eight figures on his upper body.

...lots of abdominal muscles.

Because he wasn't shirtless, Yan Huan could see him very clearly.

Every abdominal muscle on that man's body exuded power, and combined with his tanned skin, he gave off the vibe of a gym instructor.

There were some golden cracks on his body, which looked like scars. I don't know who did it.

Her long white hair flew in the wind and sand, carrying a strong sense of vicissitude.

Yan Huan stepped forward, waved, and greeted them:

"Hey buddy, do you know where this is?"

The white-haired man did not reply, but silently observed the man who walked forward.

Yan Huan at this moment.

Wearing a black trench coat, her long hair billowing in the wind and sand, her molten gold eyes held a hint of doubt.

Hey, say something, hello?

He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the white-haired man, trying to get his attention.

The latter silently watched Yan Huan before slowly speaking.

The very first sentence was incredibly powerful.

"Do you have any last wishes?"

Yan Huan was taken aback: "What, your last wish?"

The white-haired man nodded. "I'll consider helping you complete it later."

Yan Huan smiled nonchalantly.

He just thought the white-haired old man in front of him was quite interesting.

"My last wishes? I have quite a few."

"Talk about it."

"For example, I'm too bad at this, and I don't know when I'll be able to compete with the Star God."

The white-haired man stared at Yan Huan:

"At your age, your current strength is already quite good. As for challenging a star god with a mortal body, I'm afraid you'll never be able to do it in your lifetime."

Yan Huan frowned:

"How do you know? Do you also believe that in this world, people must rely on the power of fate to survive?"

"This is the law of the world, and no one can change it, including me," the white-haired man said calmly.

His words were full of vicissitudes; although he did not look old, Yan Huan could feel the vastness of time.

Ancient and long.

"Dude, there's a story behind this."

Yan Huan gave the white-haired man a thumbs up.

This person speaks with great depth.

"Do you know how to get out of here? I'm feeling a bit oxygen-deprived."

"..."

The white-haired man silently walked past Yan Huan and slowly turned around.

Looking at Yan Huan and the withered tree trunk, he opened his mouth and said:

"This planet has been destroyed for many years, so it's natural that you would feel uncomfortable."

Yan Huan nodded, seemingly understanding, so this was a destroyed planet.

So this guy must be an indigenous person.

then.