Collapse Iron: I just transmigrated! You want me to save the Black Tower?!

When she saw Jiang Jiu, she almost dropped her bread. However, her instinct to not waste food overcame her surprise at seeing the Star God. She caught the bread with lightning speed and quickly stuffed it back into the bowl.

The raccoon swallowed it whole without chewing, letting out a deafening roar—

"Godfather?! Alive?! On the train?!"

March 7th peeked out from behind her, her eyes wide: "Is it really... Jiang Jiu? A Star God exists? Could it be a mistake... or a projection?"

She mumbled a bunch of things, then shook her head, "No, no, even if it's a projection, it's fine! Jiang Jiu, what are you doing here! Where's Lady Black Tower? Didn't you bring her with you?"

Jiang Jiu turned his head to look at the three lively characters on the train, briefly focusing his gaze on Xing.

"Nice to meet you, Akivili."

Xing blinked, confused: "...?"

March 7th looked shocked.

"...the successor." Jiang Jiu added the second half of the sentence.

The air was silent for two seconds before Himeko broke the silence with a soft laugh.

The group was only slightly shocked before they readily accepted the fact that a Star God was about to board the train. Apart from generating some buzz, they were practically no different from the other passengers.

Hmm... that's possible. Jiang Jiu's boarding of the vehicle didn't require a vote from all the members to agree or disagree.

The reason is not because of the Star God's identity.

Instead... Jiang Jiu is actually a legitimate, unregistered passenger with a ticket?

Pam didn't care about any of that.

The train conductor's dignity cannot be violated, especially when dealing with this passenger who has a serious criminal record and is extremely willful!

He stomped his short legs angrily, shoved the letter of commitment back into Jiang Jiu's hand, and spoke with a righteous accusation in his voice.

"The matter of the commitment letter is not finished yet! We can't turn the train into a giant ice cream machine! Passenger Jiang Jiu, please don't try to change the subject!"

March 7th and Xing exchanged a glance and blinked.

"What if we turned the train into a giant ice cream machine? Wouldn't we have an endless supply of ice cream?"

I think what you said makes sense!

"I think so too!"

Pam exploded: "No, no, Pam!! You can't do these weird things to Pam's train, Pam!!!"

Himeko watched the farce unfold, gently shaking her head, but the smile on her lips didn't fade. She picked up her coffee and took a sip; the temperature was just right. With such a lively scene, she could make everyone a cup.

“Alright, Pam,” Himeko said, trying to smooth things over. “If you keep emphasizing it, he might actually go ahead and make his idea of ​​an ice cream machine a reality, after all, you’ve reminded him so many times.”

Pam was shocked: "Himeko, passenger! How could you speak up for him, Pam!"

“I didn’t help him.” Himeko stood up and patted Pam on the head. “I was just protecting the train’s safety.”

Pam probably thought the reason was acceptable, snorted, and finally let go of the matter of the letter of commitment.

But Jiang Jiu didn't put the letter of commitment down. He looked down and read the densely packed terms on the paper again, secretly made a copy, and planned to show it to Aha later.

Each of these terms was a mess left by Akivili and Aha, probably a small resistance from the nameless people against this "terrible" world. He folded the paper and handed it to Pam.

He didn't really resist reading it; on the contrary, he found it quite fun.

"After you finish reading, I promise I won't blow up the train cars, steal the microwave oven, pour electronic mustard into the rice cooker, cut up your little dress, or turn the train into an ice cream maker."

Pam took the letter of commitment, carefully checked it, and then nodded solemnly.

It stretched out its paws toward Jiang Jiu with its short legs.

"Welcome aboard, Papa."

Chapter 7 A Wonderful Journey with a Cup of Coffee

The carriage was silent for a moment.

Xing was the first to react. She lunged forward, about to say something, when Dan Heng grabbed her by the back of her collar.

Dan Heng calmly glanced at the little black tower doll on Jiang Jiu's shoulder, who was hanging down and seemingly waiting, before putting Xing down.

Xing scratched his head, seemingly unconcerned, and continued, "Welcome! Congratulations! No, I mean... this is fantastic! Our train has another Star God!"

March 7th, hands on hips, said with dissatisfaction, "What nonsense! That's a star god!"

Dan Heng watched this farce with a slight smile on his lips.

Jiang Jiu blinked, glanced at the little black tower doll on his shoulder, then looked at Pam, gently squeezed it, and spoke very softly.

"Then, please take care of me, train conductor."

......

...Uncle Yang was the last to find out about this.

When Walter pushed open the train carriage, he was holding a navigation logbook, ready to discuss with Himeko the train's destination for the next stop.

His gaze fell on what he was holding, and he casually asked, "Himeko, I heard a new passenger boarded..."

Walter's words trailed off.

Walter calmly pushed up his glasses, a bead of cold sweat silently sliding down his cheek.

......who?

Existence? Star God? Boarding the vehicle? My life is coming to an end...?

Fortunately, at that moment, no one's attention was on him, so naturally no one saw Uncle Yang lose his composure.

only......

"Does everyone think it's perfectly normal for a Star God to board a train...?" Walter muttered to himself, finding it somewhat unbelievable.

Jiang Jiu rested his chin on his hand and chatted casually with the people on the train, seemingly completely ignoring the nameless passenger standing at the carriage door with a shocked expression.

"Yeah, yeah."

“Godfather, your hair color,” Xing pointed to his hair and eyes, “did you suddenly change your appearance the moment you ascended to godhood? I remember you used to have the same hair color as me, is this your true appearance? Did you ever have that kind of, really cool look, like…”

Xing thought for a moment, and a little light bulb appeared above his head!

"It's that kind of enormous and mysterious figure, with a mask, six arms, and stuff like that!"

As soon as Xing finished speaking, March 7th tugged at her arm: "Ask him one by one. If you ask him so many questions at once, which one will he answer first?"

Jiang Jiu thanked Himeko for the coffee with a serious expression, while casually placing a cup of coffee in front of Sunday: "No, the way I look now is how I looked before I embarked on my destiny."

Sunday paused for a moment, her ears perked up instantly, and she looked at Jiang Jiu stiffly.

March 7's eyes lit up: "Could this be the legendary return to simplicity? Wow...so cool!"

On Sunday, I glanced at the coffee, then my eyes met Himeko's gaze, and I glanced at the coffee again.

Jiang Jiu glanced at Dan Heng out of the corner of his eye.

You'll understand it in a second on Sunday.

So Chao Jue inadvertently placed the coffee in front of Dan Heng.

And so.

A cup of coffee begins its silent and wondrous journey across the table.

This magical cup of coffee was passed from Sunday to Dan Heng, and then from Dan Heng to March 7th.

March 7th was gesturing wildly to Jiang Jiu, showing off the particularly cool divine form he had just mentioned, completely unaware of when the dark liquid had appeared next to his elbow.

When she looked down and noticed, she shrank back, almost knocking over Xing's popcorn bucket next to her.

"Who...who put the coffee here?!" she whispered, almost in a breath.

Dan Heng kept his eyes down, not looking at March 7th. On Sunday, he silently covered half of his eyes with his ear feathers. Xing, who had been watching the whole thing, proudly gestured to March 7th to show his empty front.

—I didn't~

—So annoying!!!

After thinking it over for a moment, March 7th realized she didn't dare to hand the coffee to Jiang Jiu, so she casually reached for a wet wipe and pushed the coffee over there.

Then a cup of coffee appeared in front of Xing.

star:?

March 7th: Yes, yes.

Xing blinked, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Uncle Yang approaching. So she quickly picked up the coffee and handed it to Uncle Yang.

"Uncle Yang, your coffee!"

Uncle Yang: "......"

He had just walked over, and before he could even say a word...

He was greeted with a steaming cup of coffee, its color deep and its aroma indescribable.

His expression froze.

"This is... made by Himeko?"

Uncle Yang had seen his share of storms, but this wave was far too great. Was drinking it a form of martyrdom...?

Xing leaned closer and nodded vigorously, his face showing a smug look that said, "Uncle Yang, may you have good luck." March 7th also nodded seriously, cheering him on with all his heart.

Uncle Yang: "......"

Jiang Jiu's gaze also fell upon them, his eyes filled with encouragement.

Uncle Yang: "............"

Himeko sighed and rubbed her forehead: "It's just a cup of coffee. Don't make it sound like drinking this cup of coffee is some kind of dangerous trial where you're on the verge of death."

Xing: "Of course it's not a trial where you're on the verge of death!"

It's a certain death!

Seeing that the coffee had finally been solved by a reliable adult, Xing happily continued to ask Jiang Jiu all sorts of questions.

"You still haven't answered my question! Do you have any particularly cool forms? Like... a huge, huge phantom, or some kind of real body that can cover the entire galaxy. I think the star gods in the sky make their appearances so cool. Black General is a cloud of purplish-black mist, Nanuk is covered in golden blood, and Bo Shi Zun is a giant machine head. What about you?"