Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Huang Quan sighed, his gaze distant and melancholy.

"I think this sense of déjà vu doesn't come from external objects, but from within ourselves."

"It's an emotion that comes from a certain moment in the past...a feeling that transcends time."

"It may be warm and joyful, or it may be painful and sorrowful."

"Whenever we look back, we always find that what remains behind us is just a small but unforgettable moment, and some things that remain eternally unchanged within it..."

"That is a summary of our lives, a microcosm of you and me during this time... proof of our journey together."

“We see ourselves in it, and then… we are able to exist.”

"Like everyone in this story, they passionately and bravely embark on the path of destiny for the things that give meaning to their lives."

Yan Huan nodded silently.

Huang Quan smiled faintly:

"My name is Raiden. Wangchuan Guardian. Mei. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Yan Huan."

"No problem, no problem," Yan Huan replied.

"If you want to do square dancing in the future, come to me. I'm a professional."

To Yan Huan, the Raiden Mei in front of her was a proper [Commander].

Unlike Jing Yuan, who has all his skill points allocated to the Divine Lord.

Her knife was indeed very fast.

"It would be really fun to use it to cut fruit."

Huang Quan: “???”

……

Chapter 816 The company is just a…

The periphery of Pinocchio.

Star Dome Train.

Observation carriage.

"Waaah... Paaah..."

"Waaaaaahh ...

March 7: "Okay, okay... Pam, cheer up, stop crying..."

Danheng: "The way you comfort people is like making a wish."

"It's better than some people just watching the show from the sidelines!" March 7th cursed.

"..."

Yan Huan silently boarded the train. From the sounds she heard outside, she could tell that the atmosphere here was not quite right.

"Yan, you're finally back."

Seeing Yan Huan on March 7th was like seeing a savior:

"Come and comfort Pam."

"What's wrong?" Yan Huan hesitated.

"Did you burn the train conductor's butt with a cigarette butt again?"

March 7: "..."

Yan Huan: "I told you a long time ago not to use Liqun (a brand of cigarette burner) to burn your hair. The burn marks it produces aren't pretty enough."

Yan Huan: "Okay, I still have two packs of cigarettes left. I just got them from the hotel lobby..."

"Hua Zi, you're so pathetic!" On March 7th, a flying kick sent Yan Huan crashing into the train wall.

"After telling Pam about this adventure, it suddenly started crying. I've never seen Pam so sad...!"

"Waaaaah," Pam sobbed, her head bowed and ears drooping.

"Waaah... Train conductor... The train conductor won't cry! He's not... he's not sad!"

“Pam just… just…”

Pam raised her head, paused for a moment, and then suddenly jumped:

"...She's just angry!"

"Yes, I'm angry!"

Pam glanced around at the nameless stranger beside her and angrily cursed:

“Every time…every time, no matter where the train stops, you always turn the place upside down!”

"No passengers will ever stick to Pam's pre-planned departure times!"

"Especially certain people!"

Pam stared at the three beasts, March 7th, Yan Huan, and Dan Heng, and accused them:

"I already told you not to suddenly teleport out while the train is moving, otherwise you'll end up back in outer space after the train leaves."

"But you wouldn't listen at all, and you even made the train conductor bring the train back...!"

"If this continues, the train will run out of fuel!"

Pam lowered her head again.

“That’s right, Pam is just angry… not because of Misha, Tirnan, or Lazarina—”

"—Waaaaaah!!"

Himeko stood to the side, empathizing with him, and said:

"It's okay, cry it out, Pam."

She looked at the other nameless guests:

"Everyone, could you please go and rest in the next carriage for a bit?"

"Don't worry, I'm here with you."

"But..." March 7th was still a little hesitant.

"Let's go." Dan Heng took the lead and started walking.

“…Alright.” March 7th walked to the corner of the wall and dragged away Yan Huan’s motionless, feigning-death corpse.

In the corridor of the guest room carriage.

Danheng, Walter, and March 7th, who was dragging Yan along, could only stay here and chat for the time being.

On March 7th, he exclaimed:

"I didn't expect Pam's reaction to be so strong..."

Dan Heng pondered:

“Those three nameless guests must be its very important partners.”

Walter crossed his arms and said in a deep voice:

"No one knows when Pam boarded the train, but it is foreseeable that she must have experienced many encounters and partings along the way that are hard for us to imagine."

"It's actually a good thing that it can cry like this."

"This proves that Pam has not been worn down by the long passage of time; it still cherishes every nameless passenger who boarded the train and every journey shared with them."

"Let Himeko handle the task of appeasing them."

"After all, no one on this train is better at [advising] others than her."

The news of the deaths of the three unidentified people dealt a heavy blow to Pam.

Walter, Danheng, March 7, Yan Huan, Ji Zi, and the others were not familiar with the three nameless guests.

But for Pam, Misha, Tirnan, and Lazarina were once just like the current train crew, having joked and traveled with her on the train.

……

the other side.

Some people are also having a tough time.

On an asteroid near Pinocene, a dilapidated shipping container lies quietly.

Company employees pulled out chainsaws and roughly cut the container open amidst the flickering sparks.

Inside, a man with a halo and wings was lying peacefully, next to a bottle of [Yimeng Sleep Aid Drink] that had already been knocked over.

"hiss……"

Sensing the light, Sunday frowned and opened his eyes.

A familiar silhouette came into his view.

“It’s you again…” Sunday’s gaze was heavy as he struggled to his feet.

This humble place is nothing compared to the Dream Pool at the Pinocchio Hotel.

No one gets the nutrients their body needs when they get enough sleep on Sundays.

So he's feeling very weak right now.

"What, had enough fun?" Emerald stood in front of Sunday:

"You're more like attending your sister's coming-of-age ceremony than a banquet."

"Knowing that you escaped, your family is also searching for you with great effort, hoping to take you back before we can."

"Unfortunately, the company was still one step ahead in the end."

On Sunday, he sat up straight and sighed heavily: "Looks like my time has come?"