Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Gold dust: "I want money."

Jade: "It can't be that simple, can it?"

Sand Gold: "It's that simple, thirty Taamba (copper coins), the price of half my life, no more, no less."

"With this money, I can climb to a higher position than you and have more wealth than you..."

"I bet you won't dare give it to me, so call him over."

“Heh, interesting.” Emerald narrowed her eyes:

"Unfortunately, [Diamond] will not see you, and no one else will see him either."

"So at this moment, I am [the diamond's] agent, making the decision for him."

"I want to make one point first."

Jade stared at the placer gold in front of her:

"Then you're wrong."

“I will give you thirty Taambas, and much more.”

"Wealth, status, power... the company will give you everything you want and everything you don't want."

"Hmm... Kakawasha... is a good name."

"Unfortunately, it was destined to be buried in the ground."

"But 'you' deserve to live and create more wealth for us."

"Go on, pick out an outfit you like, and choose an identity you'd like... then make good use of them, child."

May your scheme never be exposed.

……

When he opened his eyes again, Sand Gold was already sitting in the pilot's seat of the Steinway Peregrine.

Feeling the wind whistling past his ears, he felt incredibly comfortable.

"Life is like a long investment. Choose the right people, do the right things, get the right results, and show the world your value."

"It's impossible for a person to make only the right decisions their whole life, but good luck has always been on my side."

"I have never lost."

"Is it because the Mother Goddess is protecting me?"

"In that case, she must be watching me right now... I'm sure I'll succeed."

"But then what?" Sand Gold gripped the steering wheel, lost in confusion once more.

"If I successfully overcome this challenge, what's next?"

"After one grand gamble, what awaits me... is another, even grander gamble?"

"Is it after repeated successes, returning home laden with countless chips, or after a single failure...?"

"So you'll never return?"

……

At this moment, in the night sky, a Steinway Peregrine is speeding towards the distant grand theater.

The pesky crows had long been thrown away by the gold dust, and only a small red bird remained on his shoulder.

Suddenly, a mocking voice echoed in my mind.

"Heh... Don't you have any self-awareness?"

“...a lowly gambler.”

"?" Sand Gold frowned immediately:

"what happened?"

"Hehehehe... How ridiculous." The voice came from the back seat of the car again.

Sand Gold quickly turned around and discovered that it was another version of himself.

The nose, hair, clothes, and even the eyes are exactly the same as mine.

Seeing this, Sand Gold took a deep breath:

Am I dreaming, or have I completely gone mad?

"Didn't I throw that bird away? Why am I still hallucinating?"

Another gold-plated man sat comfortably in the back seat, arms outstretched, and smiled:

"Maybe you're not just dreaming, you're really crazy."

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"Oh?"

"You've already forgotten about me?"

The transparent placer gold smiled and said:

"When you were tied to the electric chair by the warlord of Imanika, who gave you the idea?"

The gold dust himself lowered his voice:

"Alright, I may be crazy, but I'm not stupid."

"Get out of my head, you newborn [homophonic]."

"Heh, [homophonic]?" Virtual Gold Sand scoffed.

"Don't be silly, it's not like we're meeting for the first time, there's no need to be so formal, is there?"

“I am you, and I know you even better than you know yourself, and I know what you really want.”

"You're about to die, and even on your deathbed you're trying to drag a few unlucky souls down with you... That's why you came here, isn't it?"

"...A magnificent opening performance, do you really think you can pull it off?"

Sand Gold squinted his eyes:

"Why not?"

Virtual Gold Sand smiled faintly:

"You may be able to fool everyone, but you can't fool yourself."

"I can prove it to you: before you completely disappear, I will accompany you on your final journey..."

"Let's have a good talk on the way."

"By the way, open your eyes wide and see where you are right now?"

Suddenly, Sand Gold's pupils contracted sharply as he quickly surveyed his surroundings.

He was no longer flying his Steinway Peregrine in the night sky, but rather on a red carpet somewhere.

There were red curtains all around, making it look like a grand theater.

"When...when did I come in?" Sand Gold quickly became alert.

"And you." He looked at his other self in the back seat and asked again:

"What the hell are you?"

The virtual gold-plated figure, with his arms clasped, said in a deep voice:

"Most people in this world spend their entire lives trying to reach one outcome... and I am that outcome."

"Hehe...Kakavasya."

"I... am your future."

"You should be glad that if it weren't for the chicken on your shoulder, we would be one by now."

"But how long can that little chick stay with you here?"

As the virtual Sand Gold spoke, Sand Gold himself looked at the Crimson Kite on his shoulder and saw it slowly drop a feather.

"..."

The virtual gold dust disappeared the next moment.

After the noise finally stopped, Sand Gold himself began to look around:

"First it was auditory hallucinations, now it's visual hallucinations—great, should I be promoted to [Harmonious] Envoy next?"

There won't be any problem with the red kite; I threw away the crow myself.

The most likely explanation is that... something within this grand theater has once again cast the [Harmony] curse upon itself.

And this power is far stronger than that of the crow.

Shortly after, Sand Gold noticed that the bird on his shoulder had lost another feather.

"It seems I must achieve my goal before my feathers are all used up."

Immediately, Sand King opened the car door and got out, stepping onto the red carpet of the Grand Theatre.

"Damn it, there's nobody here. What's that winged guy up to?"

All around him were red curtains, and Sand Gold couldn't tell where he was in the theater.

After randomly choosing a direction, Sand Gold lifted the red curtain and stepped inside.

This is a long corridor, and in the middle of it is a child with his back to him.

"Hmm? There's a Pipishi?"

Sand Gold slowly approached the short figure, only to find that he did not have the distinctive pom-pom of the Pipixi people on his head.

"No, a child?"

"Were minors allowed inside the Grand Theater before?"