Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

After sending Seele away, Yan quickly went to Bronya and exclaimed:

"Bronya, I've finally found you! I've been looking for you for so long!"

Bronya pursed her lips and asked in confusion:

"So, what were you saying to that member of the Earthfire group just now? What are you sworn enemies with?"

"Of course I'm sworn enemies with the people who kidnapped you! I, Yan, hate such scoundrels more than anything in my life!" Yan patted his chest, speaking with righteous indignation.

Bronya nodded, her expression somewhat unnatural.

Wearing this Iron Guard uniform, she was pointed at and gossiped about by people in the lower districts the whole way.

Many residents in the lower-level areas have strong opinions about the lockdown order.

And her outfit is a symbol of the Silvermane Iron Guard.

"Yan Huan, were you also brought down by Sambo?" Bronya asked.

Yan scratched his head. "More or less. By the way, where did my two teammates... ah, I mean, those two despicable fugitives go?"

"Those two fugitives should be in the lower district now, I haven't been paying much attention."

Yan nodded.

"Um, have you eaten?" Bronya asked with concern. "It seems like Winter City Shields are more readily available here. I don't have many on me. If you're hungry, I can pawn some of my things, and then we can go get some food."

As she spoke, Bronya took off her brooch.

The brooch was exquisite, crafted with the finest workmanship, featuring smooth and elegant carvings and inlaid with sparkling gemstones.

Yan Huan waved her hand, "No, no need to sell. It's just a Winter City Shield, we have plenty."

As he spoke, Yan pulled a large cloth bag out of his pocket.

He opened the bag and grabbed a handful of Winter City shields, stuffing them into various pockets of Bronya's clothes.

She's like an old woman.

"Come on, take some more, just in case."

"Uh, that's enough, stop stuffing it in, it's full, we really can't fit any more."

Seeing that Bronya had no more pockets, Yan stopped her motherly behavior.

"Where did you get this big bag from?" Bronya asked curiously, patting her bulging pockets.

"Last time too, your AKs all seemed to be pulled out of your pocket. Can you really fit all of them in your clothes?"

Yan silently put the large cloth bag full of Winter City Shields back into his arms. Inside the pocket of his clothes, a string of glowing ropes lay quietly.

"Oh, it's just a little magic trick, don't worry about it," Yan said, waving his hand.

"Now that we have money, we don't need to sell anything. Let's eat first. We're all new here, and we won't have any strength if we don't eat."

Bronya nodded and replied softly, "Mm."

Led by her, the two arrived at the Goethe Hotel.

At the entrance, many miners were casually squatting on the ground, eating from bowls while chatting and laughing with the landlady.

Although his face was dirty, his smile was very genuine.

Mr. Yan walked over and immediately called out:

"Boss lady, we want to eat."

When the proprietress named Goldie saw a customer arrive, she stopped chatting with the miners, instinctively grabbed her apron to wipe her hands, and asked warmly:

"What would you two like to eat? Hmm, you look unfamiliar. Are you homeless? Hmm... your clothes don't quite match. Ah, sorry, I might have said too much, haha... Come in, come in!"

The two found a seat at the restaurant and sat down.

“There’s a menu on the table. Just tell me what you two would like to eat,” Goldie said.

Yan sat opposite Bronya, picked up the menu, glanced at it, and then handed it to Bronya.

"Commander Bronya, would you like some?"

"Oh, shall I? Okay."

Bronya took the menu, but hesitated after seeing the names of the dishes.

"..."

Yan sat opposite her, scanning the other people in the restaurant.

In the innermost corner, several miners were gathered together, eating and having a lively discussion.

In the middle seat sat two elderly men who looked to have some money, eating slowly and deliberately.

The table closest to Yan's was occupied by a plump woman who was having a meal with her child.

Noticing Yan Huan's gaze, the fat woman also looked over.

that moment.

Her eyes suddenly widened.

"pat..."

The fat woman lost her grip on her chopsticks and they fell to the ground.

But she didn't care about the chopsticks; instead, she immediately stood up and walked to Yan Huan.

He examined it repeatedly.

"..."

Yan sniffed and asked in confusion:

"Auntie, what are you doing? I don't do that kind of business."

Bronya also noticed the plump woman, put down the menu, and asked:

"Auntie, is there anything I can help you with?"

The fat woman first shook her head, then nodded frantically.

Yan Huan and Bronya looked on with puzzled expressions.

"Are you... are you Dr. Yan Huan?" the plump woman asked tremblingly.

"You know me?" Yan blinked; he had no recollection of this middle-aged woman.

“Yes, I know you. Don’t you remember? I’m Olga. A few years ago, you showed up in your tractor. I was so hungry that I collapsed under your tractor. You not only treated my illness but also gave me food. In the end, you even gave me your consultation fee—that whole basin of Winter City Shields!”

As she spoke, the plump woman rushed out, leaving her child still in his seat, staring blankly as she ran out of the restaurant.

Soon, the plump woman returned with an old iron basin, excitedly saying:

"Look, this is the iron basin you left me back then!"

Upon closer inspection, it did indeed appear to be that iron basin.

"Oujia, Sister Jia? Oh my god, what happened, what happened..."

Yan Huan stood up and looked at Ou Jia's figure with great shock.

"How did you get so fat?"

"Sigh, don't even mention it, I've already started dieting recently," Olga said awkwardly.

"After you left, our family's situation improved a lot thanks to your help. We donated the remaining large sum of money to Di Huo. You saved many people back then, and those people who couldn't find you joined Di Huo and did good deeds everywhere."

"Wait, let me sort this out," Yan interrupted, extending his hand.

"I've been missing for many years?"

“Yes!” Olga affirmed.

Yan Huan sniffed and looked at Ou Jia in shock.

It turns out I was driving a tractor back in time several years ago, and the beacon was also left several years ago.

No wonder the area around me had become a rift when I sent the message via beacon this time; so many years had passed.

"Wait, doesn't that mean..."

What about Hilly?

He picked her up himself in his tractor, so she probably isn't from this era either.

Thinking of this, Yan suddenly felt a sense of guilt.

Goodness, what year was Hilly born?

"Anyway, it's so great that you're back!" Olga was very happy.

Bronya pursed her lips and asked:

"Yan Huan, have you ever returned to the lower levels before?"

"Don't worry about the details, haha, let's eat first, let's eat first," Yan said dismissively.

Bronya nodded and ran to order food from the proprietress, Goldie.

Yan Huan then pleaded with Ou Jia, "Sister Jia, please go back first. I'll come back to catch up with you later, okay?"

Olga nodded, then suddenly realized:

"Oh, you two are on a date, right? I understand, I understand. Jia-jie, I won't bother you any longer. I'll take the kids home first and tell my husband the good news."

Only after Ou Jia finally left did Yan breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's so dangerous."

At this moment, another girl entered through the door. Upon seeing Yan Huan, she paused for a moment, then tentatively called out:

"Yan Huan...?"

"?" Yan looked up.

"Holy crap, a living, intertwined fate?!"

……