Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

Xing received Lu Ze's reply and roughly deduced that the guy must have run off to another world again.

Moreover, this isn't an ordinary world; it's a parallel world.

Seeing the Iron Tomb virus spreading so severely in the picture, Xing secretly grumbled to herself:

Did the version of himself in that world fail to elbow the Iron Tomb?

Is this a bad ending (BE) route?

Xing, who has played various games, immediately thought that he had made the wrong choice in this world, causing the world line to rush toward destruction.

"General Jingyuan, I need to go back to the train first, so I'll take my leave now." Xing put away his phone, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Jingyuan, and prepared to leave.

"Okay, contact me anytime if you need anything," Jing Yuan said seriously.

His expression, which had been one of trying to deceive Fu Xuan, had vanished, replaced by the composure of someone in a wartime state.

Xing didn't stand on ceremony and turned to walk out of the Shence Mansion.

"General."

Fu Xuan held the pile of betrothal gifts given to him by Lu Ze, a rare hint of worry appearing in his golden eyes.

She had just learned through Xing that Lu Ze was currently in another world and was facing the threat of the Iron Tomb.

Although Xing didn't elaborate on Lu Ze's specific situation, the fact that the Trail Blazers were in such a hurry to get back to the train suggests that things are probably not going to be easy.

"Fu Qing, please rest assured. As a diviner, judging from Lu Ze's appearance, is he destined for a short life?"

"He is not." Fu Xuan shook his head, his tone certain.

As her husband, she knew Lu Ze's destiny very well and could tell him the answer without even needing to cast a divination.

"He has the Purple Star protecting his forehead, high cheekbones that are not exposed, and full earlobes—this is the typical destiny of a chosen one."

Jing Yuan nodded slightly and said nothing more.

Those destined for greatness are not so easily brought to their deaths in foreign lands.

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Meanwhile, Xing hurriedly returned to the train.

The light from the boundary anchor had just faded in the party carriage when, before she could even regain her footing, a cold glint of light grazed her ear.

"Fine! You actually dare to come back? I'll teach you a lesson!"

On March 7th, he held a precious sword brought back from the celestial ship, its tip pointing directly at Xing's nose.

She was still a virgin when she suddenly got pregnant by a cup of Mother River water. The psychological trauma she suffered was so great that it could cover the entire Erxiang Paradise.

"Wait... March, I have something to say." Xing raised her hands.

"Go tell Akivili what you have to say!" March 7th made a chopping motion.

"March, calm down." Dan Heng reached out a hand from the side, firmly grasped March's wrist, and pulled her back.

He glanced at Xing, whose face didn't have the usual smug smile after she'd done something funny; instead, it showed a hint of urgency.

"She seems to have something urgent to do," Danheng said to March 7.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Xing nodded hurriedly, and then poured out all of Lu Ze's chat history, the pictures of Chang Letian being infected by the Iron Tomb virus, and Lu Ze's apparent existence in another world.

On March 7th, he slowly put down the sword in his hand.

Himeko and Welt exchanged a glance.

Parallel worlds, the Iron Tomb, another possibility—there's too much information to process all at the moment, but there's no time to digest it all.

Himeko put down her coffee cup and said in a deep voice, "Hoshi, go to the Black Tower Space Station and ask Lady Black Tower for help. Leave the matter at Two-Phase Paradise to us."

"I'll go with you."

On March 7th, he sheathed his sword and quickly walked to Xing's side.

The stance that had been about to chop and fight vanished instantly, as if nothing had happened.

"I'll go too." Danheng silently stepped forward.

Xing glanced at them, a hint of gratitude flashing in her golden eyes.

The three people stepped into the boundary anchor, and with a flash of light, disappeared into the party carriage.