Starry Sky Railway: No one understands the Amber King better than me.

Chapter 126 Past Events

The sky was darkening, and dark clouds pressed down on the city.

The wind howled and churned the clouds, while lightning flashed and streaked across the inky sky.

Accompanied by a deep rumble of thunder, the torrential rain poured down like a celestial river.

Extreme weather phenomena are occurring in various parts of Sith.

Although it did not cause large-scale casualties immediately, this strange celestial phenomenon, unseen for so long, weighed heavily on the hearts of everyone who looked up at the sky.

"Isn't there a control system in place to monitor what's happening outside?"

"Never mind that, just stay home! Something really bad must have happened outside."

“Even home isn’t safe… The news just reported that alien thugs are attacking many cities, and everyone is being told to go to shelters.”

"Mom, I'm scared..."

Panic spread like a virus. Even areas unaffected were permeated with a silent atmosphere of fear.

The places that were attacked, however, presented a completely different picture.

Although the company's forces were dispatched immediately to suppress the riots, the rioters had already caused widespread devastation during that brief window of opportunity.

From the air, flames exploded everywhere, and many cities had been burned into a sea of ​​fire and turned into scorched earth.

Even though these guys' equipment and weapons were at a disadvantage against the company's army, there were exceptions.

"Haha, burn it! Burn everything to ashes!"

In a city, a short man laughed wildly, pale flames erupting from his body and engulfing everything in their path.

"That's right, that's how it should be, more would be more satisfying!"

Facing the onslaught of the mecha forces, the red-haired woman stomped on the fallen mecha wreckage, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

Those who walk the path of destruction practice their way here, while destruction itself fuels their power.

Even with the arrival of the company's heavily armed forces, the battle remained deadlocked for a time.

The torrential rain fell from the sky, pouring onto the inextinguishable flames and causing a thick, white mist to rise up, obscuring the sun.

Amidst the shadowy ruins, survivors could be heard groaning in pain from a corner.

"Who...who can save us?"

All that could be seen was firelight and scalding rain.

"Where is the company? Where is [Storage]... What on earth happened?!"

Some people struggled to crawl out from under the broken beams, their survival instincts sustaining their broken bodies.

"King Amber, save us!"

Sobs and prayers fell in the rain, but no one answered.

"Is this... the end?" The survivors' vision gradually darkened.

Just as consciousness was about to sink into darkness, a figure appeared in the blurry vision.

Immediately afterwards, a warm green light shone, enveloping their battered bodies.

As if by miracle, the survivor's wounds and bloody scars began to heal slowly, and a cool sensation began to spread throughout his body.

"God... did you answer me?" The survivor's vision cleared again.

A figure in white robes stood before them, his face hidden in the shadow of his hood, only a calm voice emanating from him:

"Pray."

“When the sea of ​​suffering descends, only by praying for the Savior to come can you survive.”

Amidst the flames-scorched ruins, these figures in white robes moved like ghosts, spreading green light and bringing the dying back to life.

Whispers carried on their footsteps, and more and more survivors looked up to the sky, reciting the name they had heard for the first time but which had quickly taken root in their hearts:

Bhaisajyaguru Buddha

............

"Uh, you are... Researcher Su. It's me. We've come to retrieve something."

The guide stepped forward, blocking the professor behind him.

Upon hearing the professor's question, "Have you seen him before?", he gave the professor a strange look.

How could someone like that use such an outdated pickup line?

However, Su Shuyan's gaze bypassed him and landed directly on the professor's face.

At this moment, the professor had abandoned his otherworldly demeanor, and the white robe once again enveloped him.

But Su Shuyan's gaze remained fixed on the contours of that face and the faint smile that had appeared when he spoke.

She bit her lower lip, her voice suppressed yet clear.

"It's you……"

"?"

The guide suddenly became puzzled. Did these two really know each other?

"It looks just like it, so much like it."

A smile appeared on the professor's lips. Seeing the guide's doubtful expression, he explained gently.

“I have indeed met this child. To be precise, I am quite familiar with her elders. Back then, we worked together at a branch institute of the Erudite Society [Pure Creation School]. So you see... my title of 'professor' was officially awarded by the Erudite Society.”

"You're actually a scholar from the Erudite Society?"

The guide's eyes flickered after hearing this.

"And what about her elders now..."

"Do not."

The professor's smile vanished instantly.

"Her elders... were a group of stubborn and inflexible people. They obstructed the creation of a priceless treasure left over from the academic war, a precious achievement derived from the wisdom of a 'genius,' and even stole the crucial core data. Therefore..."

So you killed my whole family!

A suppressed female voice screamed, a voice filled with pain and hatred.

"No, no. I never intended to kill anyone; it was merely a necessary measure to protect the research findings from being compromised."

The professor shook his head, his tone almost compassionate.

"See, didn't I spare your life?"

He scrutinized Su Shuyan, a scholarly interest gleaming in his eyes:

"I never imagined that little girl from back then would become a researcher now. No wonder they're from the same family... I wonder how much of her talent you inherited?"

But that enthusiasm quickly cooled.

"Let's leave these trivial and useless old stories for later. The research from back then is about to bear its final fruit. Little girl, I'm giving you a chance... This is recognition of your family's contributions back then. Join me and finish that unfinished project."

The professor extended his hand, his voice encouraging and persuasive:

"Come, as a researcher, as a descendant of the Pure Creation School, you should understand that nothing in this world is above the truth we pursue. One day, we too will be able to decipher destiny and the Star Gods!"

"Oh."

Upon hearing this, Su Shuyan raised her face, her eyes beneath her hair filled only with cold hatred.

"The only truth I've pursued as a researcher all these years is how to kill you."

"Tsk." The professor withdrew his hand, his voice once again devoid of joy or sorrow.

"That's... a pity."

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(What the heck is this new PV?)

Chapter 127 Kidnapping

"boom!"

Within the narrow passage, flames compressed to their absolute limit erupted.

The flame was so hot that it became incandescent and dazzling.

The sturdy alloy walls around the corridor began to melt and twist under this temperature, and flames and light began to devour everything. No one could survive in this environment.

Sure enough, after the light faded, all that remained was ashes and a ground that had turned into lava.

"huhu"

Su Shuyan gasped for breath, sweat trickling down her face and wetting her hair.

In that instant, facing the figure rushing towards her, she subconsciously activated the lethal weapon carried in her spatial crystal.

As a researcher specializing in weapons, she has devoted all her energy to weapons development since taking up her position at the company.

Everyone assumed that this was her hobby, and because of her fervent pursuit of weapons, they felt somewhat distant from her.

But only she knew that all of this stemmed from a nightmare.

Years ago, a once warm and loving family was suddenly struck by tragedy. The murderer, driven by a desire to steal something, set the house ablaze, burning it down and erasing all her memories of home.

In her memory now, the only thing etched in her mind is the face of the man who smiled and looked down when she hid under the table.

Now, can this long-cherished wish finally be fulfilled?

"Crack crack crack"

A sound like soil peeling off came from the corner of the wall.

The carbon shell on the surface of a charred, stone-like object slowly crumbled, revealing a pale interior.

A ghostly green light emanated from the mass, which quickly began to twist and stretch, shaping a human form.