Collapse Iron: Cosplaying the Near-Death Star, but with a full destiny.

The last legacy of the Grammer Horsemen.

Its outer shell was covered with scratches from battle and traces of repaired welding, but the life support system in its core was still functioning steadily, and the indicator light in its chest cavity was flashing a faint blue light once per second.

The cockpit hatch was half open.

A slender figure sat on the edge of the hatch.

Her long, silvery-white hair had a gradient of emerald green at the ends, which looked like the last bit of new green on a winter branch under the white light.

His eyes, with their gradient of blue and purple, were clear and bright, but a faint weariness lingered in their depths—the kind of exhaustion that only those who have long lived with illness would have, a weariness that seeps into their very bones.

Liu Ying was wearing a simple white hospital gown, her legs dangling outside Sam's cabin, barefoot, her toes dangling unconsciously.

She was looking down at an old magazine—the cover of which featured Pinocchio's Dream Ferris Wheel.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up.

"Kafka-sister—"

The smile had barely begun to bloom when it froze on her face.

Her gaze swept past Kafka and landed on the two people behind her.

On the left—Shiro. Gray hair, golden eyes, a cold demeanor, and an aura of multiple destinies subtly flowing around him.

On the right—a star. Short silver-gray hair, golden-gray eyes, a black and gold jacket, and a flaming spear at his waist.

Liu Ying's blue-purple pupils suddenly widened.

Her gaze darted back and forth between the two of them several times.

"Wait, wait a minute—"

She slid down from the edge of Sam's cabin, her bare feet touching the cold metal floor, completely oblivious to the chill.

"Why... are there two?"

She pointed to the stars.

He then pointed to the star.

"Two...stars?"

Xing stepped forward.

"I am Star. The pioneer of the Star Train."

Her tone was concise and clear.

"You've seen me at Pinocchio."

Firefly nodded and then turned her gaze to the star.

"And this one..."

Hoshi raised his hand.

"Doraemon. He's different from her."

She pointed to the stars.

"Although we look somewhat alike, we are definitely not the same person. The specific explanation is too complicated, but simply put—I come from another timeline."

Liu Ying opened her mouth slightly.

"Another...timeline?"

"Um."

Hoshi walked up to Firefly.

She looked down at the silver-haired girl who was half a head shorter than her.

Clear blue-purple pupils, a slender body, bare feet on the cold floor, toes curling slightly from the chill.

"You are the firefly."

"Yes...it's me."

Liu Ying subconsciously took half a step back, but then stopped.

She could sense that the aura emanating from the gray-haired girl in front of her was completely different from that of "Star".

The aura of a star is like fire, intense and direct.

The aura of the planet is like... an abyss. A quiet, all-encompassing, bottomless abyss.

It's frightening, yet at the same time, it makes you inexplicably want to get closer.

"I've heard about you from Sister Kafka."

"It's firefly whispering."

She said you're very capable.

"She's exaggerating."

Hoshi crouched down, keeping at the same eye level as Ryuki.

"I just... can do things that others can't."

She raised her right hand.

"for example--"

My palm hovers about ten centimeters in front of Liu Ying's chest.

"Cure your illness."

Liu Ying's pupils suddenly contracted.

"rule……"

Her voice began to tremble.

"What did you say?"

"Entropy syndrome. Quantum-level disintegration of physical structures. Cells are unable to maintain homeostasis, and the body is slowly... dissipating."

Hoshi calmly repeated these cruel medical terms.

"Is it right?"

Liu Ying bit her lower lip.

She didn't answer, but her slightly reddened eyes said it all.

"Nguyen Mai's plan can only delay the inevitable, not cure it. Sam's life support system is depleting its last reserves. Your body is losing a little bit every day, like sand in an hourglass."

"But the hourglass can be turned over."

In the golden pupils of the planet, the clock of the end slowly lit up.

"And sand can re-coagulate."

Four rays of destiny shone simultaneously on her palm.

Abundance—the emerald green light of life, like tender buds breaking through the soil in spring.

Immortal—golden eternal light, like an eternal star that never fades.

The End—the silvery light of time, like a river flowing upstream.

Knowledge—the azure light of analysis, like a prism that dissects all things.

The four colors intertwined and condensed into a fist-sized ball of light in her palm.

The surface of the light sphere was covered with complex and dizzying patterns—the algorithms of the four paths of destiny were interacting in real time, creating a "reverse entropy program" tailored to the firefly's body.

"It might hurt a little."

"That's what Hoshi said."

"Just bear with it."

The firefly gazed at the ball of light, its blue-purple eyes reflecting the four colors of light.

Tears fell silently.

"I……"

Her voice was very soft, so soft that only Hoshino could hear it.

"I've gotten used to the pain."

Hoshino's palm thrusts forward.

The ball of light entered the firefly's chest.

The power of the four destinies exploded simultaneously within Liu Ying's body.

Abundant vitality, like spring water overflowing, floods into every decaying cell, activating dormant repair factors.

The immortal power acts like an anchor, pinning physical structures that are undergoing quantum disintegration back into their original positions, endowing them with the "indestructible property" that resists the erosion of time.

The most crucial element is the power of time at the end of time—it precisely locks onto every quantum node that has already disintegrated, locally reversing time at these nodes and returning the collapsed structure to its state before the collapse.

The analytical power of intelligence acts as a "navigation system" for the entire process, scanning hundreds of millions of quantum nodes within the firefly in real time to ensure that every reversal is accurate to the atomic level.

Liu Ying's body arched.

She let out a short, muffled groan.

Her long, silvery-white hair fluttered in the still air, the emerald green at the ends suddenly brightening, like withered trees coming back to life. A golden light flashed in her blue-purple pupils—the factor of immortal destiny was rewriting the foundation of her life.

"Ugh...!"

She gritted her teeth.

His body was trembling violently, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Every cell was undergoing a microscopic rebirth—the old, decaying structure was reversed back to a healthy state by the power of time, then anchored by the power of immortality, strengthened by the power of abundance, and calibrated by the power of wisdom.

The whole process lasted about three minutes.

But for Liuying, those three minutes felt like three years.

When the four-colored light finally dissipated from her body, Firefly collapsed against Sam's cabin wall.

She was panting heavily, her whole body soaked, as if she had just been pulled out of the water.

But her eyes—

Those pupils, with their gradient of blue and purple, were brighter than ever before.

It was so bright it was almost glowing.

"Feel……"

She looked down at her hands.

Those hands stopped trembling.

The stinging sensation in my fingertips, which used to feel like they could turn into specks of light and disappear at any moment, is gone.

She clenched her fist, then released it. Clenched, released. She did this several times.

With each clench, you can clearly feel the contraction of muscle fibers, the support of bones, and the flow of blood.

It's real.

Complete.

She is alive.

It's no longer sand in an hourglass.

It is no longer a melting ice sculpture.

"It's so warm..."

"It's firefly," Liu Ying said softly.

Tears welled up in those bright, shining eyes.

Silently, uncontrollably.

Mohoshi stood in front of her and withdrew his right hand.

"The root cause of entropy loss has been reversed. The quantum structure within your body has been permanently anchored to the path of immortality and will no longer dissociate."

"In short—"

"You're cured."

There was a two-second silence in the medical pod.

Then, the fireflies suddenly pounced on them.

She hugged Hoshino's waist, buried her face in her stomach, and her shoulders trembled violently.

There was no crying.

Only the warmth of tears soaking the fabric, and a heartbeat—a healthy, strong heartbeat, no longer chased by a countdown.

Kafka stood at the door of the medical pod.

Her sunglasses had been pushed up to her forehead, making her pink pupils clearly visible.

There was a glint of water in those eyes.

But she didn't let it fall.

She simply leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, a faint, relieved smile on her lips.

Silver Wolf's holographic panel was still on.

On the screen, the biological data curves that had been steadily declining suddenly stopped falling.

Then, it slowly rises.

One after another.

Like the streams that thaw one by one on a glacier when spring arrives.

Silver Wolf stared at those curves for a long time.

"……impossible."

She said in a low voice.

"Quantum-level reversal of entropy increase? Permanent structural anchoring?"

She looked at Hoshino's back.

"What do you take the laws of physics for?"

Jingyuan stood in the corridor, looking at everything inside through the open hatch.

His brow finally relaxed.

"The power of the Star God."

He answered Silver Wolf's question softly.

"That Miss Hoshino..."

His gaze fell on Hoshino—who was currently being held by the waist by Ryuki and looked completely helpless.

"Her very existence transcends the scope of the laws of physics."

Xing leaned against the wall inside the medical pod, quietly watching this scene.

Liu Ying hugged Hu Xing, tears streaming down her face.

With her head down, Shihoshi awkwardly reached out and gently patted Ryuki's back.

"Okay, okay, stop crying."

"Waaah..."

"Please don't cry, you've gotten my clothes wet. This is a custom-made Aglaia dress, it's very expensive."

"Waaaaah..."

She cried even harder.

Xing's lips curled up slightly.

She turned her head and looked at Kafka at the door.

Kafka's sunglasses were finally pulled down again, obscuring her pink pupils that shimmered with a watery light.

She pushed up her glasses with her fingertips, her long, dark purple hair falling over her shoulders.

"Silver Wolf".

Her voice regained its usual languid tone.

"Rerun all the physiological data of the firefly. I need the complete analysis report."

Silver Wolf's fingers were already rapidly tapping on the holographic panel.

The first thing Liuying did after recovering was to run barefoot back and forth three times in the corridor of the cave.

Her long, silvery-white hair flowed behind her like a flag, the emerald green gradient at the ends shining brightly under the white light.

Barefoot on the cold metal floor, each step produced a crisp "thud" that echoed throughout the corridor.

She ran very fast.

The holographic panel of the Silver Wolf was almost overturned by the wind it generated.

"Hello!"

Silver Wolf pressed down on the panel and shouted at the silver-green afterimage.

"You just had surgery! Can't you be a little more composed?!"

"It's okay!"

The sound of fireflies came from the end of the corridor, carrying an almost frantic joy that had been suppressed for far too long and was finally being released.

"I feel great!"

She turned back, slammed on the brakes in front of the silver wolf, and slid barefoot for half a meter on the floor before coming to a stop. Her blue-violet pupils were strikingly bright, her cheeks were flushed with a healthy blush, and the smile on her lips was so wide it almost reached her ears.

"Look!"

She raised her hands and showed them to the silver wolf, turning them over and over.

"It's stopped shaking! It's completely stopped shaking!"

She clenched her fist. Then she relaxed it. Clenched her fist. Then she relaxed it.

Each grip is crisp and clean, the muscle fibers contract precisely and powerfully, without the slightest hesitation or tremor.

"besides--"

She took a deep breath and then jumped up.

He jumped very high.

It was so high that I almost hit the ceiling of the cave.

"Wow!"

She was startled when she landed and staggered a couple of steps before regaining her balance.

"I couldn't jump that high before!"

Silver Wolf rubbed his forehead.

"That's because the path to immortality has permanently strengthened your body. Your muscle density and bone strength are about 30% higher than normal."

She glanced at the data on the holographic panel.

"Heart rate normal. Blood pressure normal. Body temperature normal. Stability of all quantum nodes—100%."

"hundred percent?"

Fireflies leaned closer to take a look.

"Previously, the highest percentage was only 47%..."

"It's 100% now."

Silver Wolf turned off the control panel.

"Congratulations. You may now be the most quantum-stable human being in the entire universe."

Liu Ying's eyes reddened again.

But this time, she didn't cry.

She smiled, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, turned around, and grabbed Hoshino's hand as she stood in the corridor.

Pull the star with your left hand.

Pull the star with your right hand.

"Walk!"

Her voice was as clear and crisp as a silver bell.

"Take me out to play!"

The Immortal Boat of Luofu. Chang Le Tian.

The afternoon sun shone through the observation dome onto the street, bathing the entire commercial district in a warm golden glow.

Vendors on both sides of the street were enthusiastically hawking their wares, and pedestrians came and went in an endless stream. The air was filled with the aroma of various foods, mixed with the faint fragrance of silk and wood.

Fireflies walked barefoot on the bluestone path of Changletian.

Behind her, Hoshino held up a pair of cloth shoes she had just bought from a roadside stall.

"At least put your shoes on."

"don't want!"

Liu Ying turned her head, her blue-violet eyes sparkling.

"I want to feel the temperature of the ground! Back in Sam, my feet could only touch metal plates. Cold and hard."

She looked down at her bare feet on the bluestone slabs, her toes curling slightly from the coolness of the stone surface, but then relaxing again.

"But this—"

She stomped her foot.

"It has warmth. It has texture. It has that warm feeling of being sun-dried."

Her smile was so radiant that it drew the attention of passersby.

Xing walked behind the two, carrying a bag of roasted chestnuts that Liu Ying had given her at some point.

"Has she always been this disruptive?"

Xing asked Xing in a low voice.

"You're fully recovered."

Hoshi shrugged.

"If you were locked in a metal can for years, worrying every day that your body would suddenly fall apart, and then one day you didn't have to worry anymore—you would also start to make a fuss."

Xing thought for a moment.

That makes sense.

Firefly had already run to the window of a pastry shop ahead, her nose almost touching the glass.

"It smells so good! What is this?"

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