Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

"Attention passengers, attention passengers—"

"The leap is about to begin. Please prepare yourselves and hold on tight!"

"5, 4, 3..."

Inside the observation car, everyone settled down, except for March 7th, who stood upright in the center of the car, repeatedly muttering the same sentence.

Qi Zhimu, with his sharp ears, looked puzzled when he heard the specific details.

Won't you fall?

Is this some kind of lower body stabilization training?

But the Star Train is a creation of the Star God, and its jump speed claims to be second only to the universe, with no one daring to claim the first.

Correspondingly, even if the centrifugal force countermeasure system is optimized to a high degree, it should still be subject to inertial effects.

"0.0371!"

As soon as Pam finished speaking, the world was instantly stretched into streaks of light, and the train vanished into the void.

Feeling the slight, almost negligible, centrifugal force, Qi Zhimu was secretly amazed.

As expected of a creation of the Star God, the comfort level is indeed such that even standing up is not... well.

Before he could finish his reflection, he saw March 7 stumble and was about to have a close encounter with the floor.

Just as Qi Zhimu was about to make a move, the girl's fingertips twitched slightly, and the Six-Phase Ice materialized out of thin air, steadily supporting her figure.

That's fine.

Those who made it onto this train are indeed all highly skilled.

By the Great God of Storms, I am still too weak. The only skill I can boast of after a hundred years in the Star Sea is my control over the flow of time.

As the name suggests, it alters the rate at which time an individual's behavior passes.

When he was a child, he dismembered the guy who killed his father into eight pieces, and the Star God of Hunting glanced at him for no apparent reason.

Then, for some inexplicable reason, he could use the power of the Hunting Fate, but instead of bestowing blessings, he could only change the flow of his own time.

For example, if he is about to elbow his enemy, regardless of whether the enemy can withstand it, as long as he is not an idiot, he will most likely be able to react in normal circumstances.

But if you speed up your elbow strike process tenfold, it's hard to say.

Correspondingly, it could also slow down the flow of time, but no application scenario has been found yet.

While pondering, the Star Train burst out of the space-time wormhole and landed steadily on the platform.

Looking out the car window, a magnificent space station came into view, with a blue planet below it.

Qi Zhimu had seen at least eight hundred similar situations, and after glancing at them twice, he looked away.

"Himeko, you take Danheng with you. I'll stay here. If Mr. Zhimu is interested, he can have Xiaosanyue show you around," Walter said.

Just as Qi Zhimu was about to respond, another personal cell phone in his arms suddenly vibrated violently.

He got up apologetically and walked towards the exit of the carriage.

"Sorry, something urgent has come up. You guys go ahead with your work, don't worry about me."

"You can contact me anytime when you're done with your work." March 7th didn't think much of it and got off the car with Himeko and Dan Heng.

……

Avoiding Walter and Pam, Qi Zhimu activated the communication.

As soon as the call connected, a burst of wild laughter erupted from the receiver.

"Hahaha, that was fucking awesome! Zhimu, do you know what? I just blew up the company headquarters on Galileo Star! The screen was full of fire, it was so satisfying."

"You don't need to speak so loudly, I can hear you." Qi Zhimu held the phone at least fifty centimeters away from his ear.

"Hey! We blew up those company dogs' den, how can we not celebrate with a couple of drinks? See you at the usual place?"

"You drink the most expensive wine and then put the bill on my tab...?" Qi Zhimu said quietly, "Pottior, this is the fifth time."

"Hey, I was so drunk I blacked out. You can wait until I sober up and pay the bill."

"Alright, enough of the small talk, let's get down to business."

Qi Zhimu only teased him, not caring about the bill or whether Potio was truly drunk or not.

Unless there is something urgent, the patrolling rangers rarely contact each other online; they usually go to certain hidden offline locations.

Potio: "I can't hide it from you. Phoenix received an invitation on my behalf. Guess who sent it?"

"I won't guess."

"Okay, keywords: family, Pinocchio, Harmony Grand Ceremony."

"That's strange. Although the family has had dealings with the eldest brother, why would they send an invitation to the patrolling rangers..."

Qi Zhimu fell into deep thought.

"As far as I know, families generally do not invite outside factions to participate in the Harmony Ceremony, and wandering knights are not used to showing their faces at such grand events."

"Who knows? We can't count on the boss right now, and nobody's making any decisions," Potio said.

"Then why did you come to me? I can't make the decision, and I don't want to represent the Coast Guard. If no one else is going, just refuse."

"Go to hell! You can arm-wrestle with that ridiculously strong guy, so why aren't you qualified to represent the Sea Patrol Knights?"

"Correction: I can't beat her in a pure strength contest. That girl's muscle density is simply not what a carbon-based life form should have."

"You said that speed is the only way to break through martial arts, but she's not as fast as you, so no matter how strong she is, she's just hitting thin air."

Potio wasn't buying it and suddenly chuckled.

"To be honest, the reason I want you to go is because the family has also invited another force, which I'm sure you'll be interested in."

"No way, I haven't offended any faction, unlike you who's always on the company's wanted list." Qi Zhimu pouted.

"You may not have offended any faction, but that 'cute little cat' faction has offended you."

"Damn! You mean destruction?!"

Qi Zhimu realized what was happening, immediately glared at her, and burst out with rude curses.

"That's right. Although there are many rangers who have a grudge against Destruction, when it comes to who chases down and beats up members of the Destruction faction the most, who can compare to you?"

Potio was very satisfied with Qi Zhimu's reaction.

Qi Zhimu suppressed the hostility in his heart, and his tone became indescribable.

"Has the family been possessed or gone mad? This is a grand event held only once every Amber Era, and they've even included the Destruction Faction on the invitation list. Don't you think there's something sinister about this?"

"I don't understand those complicated details. I'll have to ask your big-star wife. Just tell her if you're going or not. If you are, I'll tell Phoenix and leave the invitation for you."

"Go, you have to go. I'll say it again, I don't have a wife, don't ruin that girl's reputation."

"They're sleeping together like that, so she's still your wife after all. Fine, I'm going to our usual spot... I love that adorable little cat to death! The company dog's catching up, see you later!"

Communication abruptly stopped.

Qi Zhimu put away his phone, not taking it too seriously.

Just as he had a grudge against destruction, Potio also had an irreconcilable hatred for the company; such days were commonplace.

Back in the observation car, neither Walter nor Pam were there.

After a moment's hesitation, he sent a message to March 7th, preparing to enter the space station, his gaze casually glancing out the car window.

Unexpectedly, countless dark rifts appeared, and hordes of virtual soldiers poured out like locusts.

"They actually dared to deliver themselves to our doorstep!"

Qi Zhimu laughed in anger, flipped his wrist, picked up the zhongruan he had just used to play, and without saying a word rushed down from the chariot and smashed any empty pawn he saw.

Each flicker of the afterimage, barely visible to the naked eye, is accompanied by signs of annihilation when the phantom soldier is destroyed.

Walter got out of the car to check the situation, his brow furrowed.

"Mr. Zhi Mu, let's go back to the train. It's not safe here anymore. Let's go to another platform."

"Don't worry about me, you go ahead. After I've killed all the scum here, I'll go into the space station and continue the slaughter!"