Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Can I ask you a few more questions?

Huang Quan looked at Yan Huan:

“I often forget things, so I’m more used to capturing things through feelings than through memories.”

Whether the answer is correct or not is not important; what matters is your reaction at that moment.

She paced back and forth beside Yan Huan, muttering to herself:

"For example... when you woke up in the guest room, did you unconsciously murmur a few names, like March and Danheng... Are they your partners? Family? Enemies?"

"It seems you've already forged unbreakable connections with many people and many things..."

Huang Quan's gaze gradually became serious:

"Would you be afraid of losing this connection?"

Seeing Huang Quan's expression, Yan Huan realized that he didn't seem to be joking. After thinking for a moment, she replied:

"Fear... to be more precise, I'd probably be furious."

"There are only a few ways to cut off contact with them, but coincidentally, I hate all of them."

"Hmm." Huang Quan nodded lightly.

"Then... if there were a vast dream, so realistic that it was indistinguishable from reality."

"There is no separation of life and death there, everyone can reap the happiness and fulfillment they deserve, and live happily ever after."

"Would you be willing to live there?"

Seeing that Huang Quan had asked such a tricky question again, Yan Huan couldn't help but ask in return:

"My goodness, you seem to have been struggling with this problem for a long time."

Huang Quan paused for a moment, then nodded in agreement:

"Yes... because you always give me a sense of familiarity, so I asked without realizing it."

"Um, are you bothered by my question?"

"No, not at all." Yan Huan said calmly, her hands behind her back.

"To guide lost travelers is the pioneer's sacred duty!"

Chapter 599 Getting off the bus!

"However, my answer to your question... is actually more of a middle ground."

Yan Huan thought for a moment, then looked at Huang Quan:

"It's understandable to want to live in such a place. After all, many people are already tired enough in reality. If they could really have such a dream, what's wrong with lying down?"

"As for the other one, I can understand it too. After all, they feel that a dream is just a dream, and it has no meaning if it is not reality."

"For me, how to make a choice... it really comes down to listening to my own heart."

Huang Quan nodded slightly:

"Then...if this beautiful dream is destined to shatter, everything will leave..."

Her gaze grew increasingly lost:

"Friends, family, strangers, then the gentle breeze, the soaring birds, the stars... and finally, yourself."

"Everyone, everyone in their memories, those smiles and tears, the promises made and those not made... will eventually come to the predetermined end."

"If you knew the destination of your journey from the very beginning..."

"Will you still embark on this journey?"

"..."

After hearing Huang Quan's account, Yan Huan couldn't help but purse her lips:

"You seem a bit heavy-hearted. These things are like a mountain, making it hard to breathe."

"You're not being plagued by this nightmare every day, are you?"

"Well, actually I have some tips on hypnosis. If you need it, I can help you solve your problems for free, as payment for you being my tour guide."

Huang Quan shook his head and sighed:

"Thank you for your kind offer... It seems these questions are indeed difficult."

"It's not a question of whether it's difficult or not." Yan Huan shrugged.

"You've entered an extreme state of self-destruction; you'll have to get out of it on your own."

"Others can't really help much."

"But my hypnosis techniques really work...Are you sure you don't want to consider it?"

"...No, thank you."

Huang Quan looked at Yan Huan and asked again:

"So... let's go back to the original question, do you remember me?"

"?" Yan Huan blinked.

"Why use the word 'remember'? Do we...?"

"and many more."

Yan Huan narrowed her eyes, suddenly becoming serious:

"You mean, my memory has been erased? But you remember me?"

"If you weren't called Raiden Mei before, then there are only two possibilities."

Looking at Huang Quan's expression, Yan Huan explained:

"The first one is that we met a long time ago, before I was taken to the space station, because my memories were erased by the Word Magic."

"The second kind..."

"..."

Yan Huan's gaze gradually deepened:

"Pinocone, there's someone here who can influence my current memories?"

"Commander? Star God? Or something else?"

Huang Quan sighed:

"I'm sorry, I may have caused you trouble."

"Just take it as me talking nonsense. Sometimes my brain isn't working so well."

"However, this is indeed the last question. Thank you for your company."

Huang Quan looked at Yan Huan:

"We all have our own paths to walk, so let's part ways here."

"What? Even now, why are you still playing the riddle game?" Yan Huan's eyes widened.

"If you know anything about the inside story, just tell me. You've come all this way to me just to be a tour guide?"

Huang Quan looked helpless.

"The golden dream is about to begin to stir."

"In the long night ahead, we will likely encounter many setbacks, witness numerous tragedies, and finally... all we will see will be black and white."

"But believe me, in that black and white world, there will be a fleeting glimpse of red, but it will surely reappear when you make your choice..."

Seeing that the girl in front of her was engrossed in the Riddler's scene, Yan Huan felt that she couldn't get any more information out of her.

So he said:

"Okay then, I also have a small problem."

"For the sake of how long I've spent talking to you, you absolutely have to tell the truth."

Huang Quan thought for a moment, then nodded slightly:

"Well, if the question is difficult to answer, I will remain silent... but I will never lie."

"it is good."

Yan Huan smiled slightly, took out two weapons, and asked:

"Guess what else I might use besides these two?"

Huang Quan stared intently at the iron rod in Yan Huan's left hand and the lance in his right, remaining silent.

"..."

Seeing that Huang Quan remained silent, Yan Huan changed the subject:

"Guess which weapon I use most often?"

"..."

"A lance." This time, Huang Quan gave his answer.

"Alright!" Yan Huan put away the iron rod and lance, relieved to have gotten the answer she wanted.

"You scared me to death! If you had mentioned anything about a greatsword or chains... I would have had to take a bus back to my hometown overnight."

"Although I don't know what you've been through, you seem to be going through a second cycle of events, which has really startled me."

Goodbye, like this.

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Huan snapped her fingers.

pat-

The next moment, his figure disappeared.

"Ok?"