Star Iron: Imaginary numbers? Dude, I play with quantum reconstruction.

"But unfortunately, without exception, they all failed. It turned into a desolate planet stained black with blood. Until I was about to open it, I always hoped that new shoots would sprout from that blood-soaked black soil, but it remained dead."

"In the end, I destroyed it, thinking that would destroy the longing, but thankfully, it didn't work."

At this moment, Hua Wu felt that Xing Xiao had fallen ill, and his illness was not just a superficial one.

"are you crazy?"

"I'm sick, lovesickness thanks to you, Young Master Hua. If it weren't for your sudden departure, I wouldn't be like this. But I can't blame you, my mental resilience is indeed not very good. Because destruction is synonymous with anger."

Upon hearing this, Hua Wu thought, "It's no wonder. What does it have to do with him?"

"Don't blame me. Goodbye then. I don't have time to go see the fallen galaxy cluster with you right now... Also, I have to get on the bus to the next stop."

"Where's the next stop? I'll be waiting for you."

"Um... I don't know. I'm not the train conductor. The train operates on a democratic system, where the minority obeys the majority."

Xingxiao's astonishing wisdom came into play at this moment, "Oh? As long as I fill the train with fake soldiers... then wouldn't you be able to go wherever I want?"

"...If you dare to stuff it in, I dare to burn it. No matter how much you stuff in, I will burn it all."

(False Soldier: Damn it!)

......

Meanwhile, Walter returned to the track, and just as he was about to ask Hua Wu where the engine had gone,

He then saw Xingxiao next to Hua Wu and briefly considered the possibilities. For the time being, he didn't want to play in the revival match. Although he felt it was unlikely he would die, a sense of danger still lingered around him.

Just as he was about to gamble on the possibility, Qiong silently crept up behind Walter.

Dan Heng, who was standing to the side, turned around and looked at Qiong's bewildered behavior, not quite understanding it.

"Hmm? It's you. Did you run into trouble during your exploration?"

Qiong made a shushing gesture. "No, Danheng. Can you please stop talking like an NPC? Let's go. This place is not safe to stay. What if we... never mind, we don't have time."

Walter said calmly, "There's no need to be so nervous. Judging from the current situation, Star Howl hasn't shown any strong hostility towards us."

Upon hearing Welt's remarks, Sora immediately retorted, "Bullshit!"

Walter and Danheng's eyes immediately locked onto Qiong's face.

Qiong sensed the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so she pulled Danheng and Walter aside and explained, "Uh, well... no, well, she gave me a look that was kind of threatening before, and I felt like I was being stared at by a ferocious beast, like I had died once."

Upon hearing this, Dan Heng replied, "According to the records in the think tank, living beings possess territorial awareness and behaviors such as protecting their food. If destruction symbolizes the instinctive impulse of living beings, then the behavior you described should belong to one of the two previously described."

Qiong was completely confused. "Danheng, I don't understand. Switch to human intervention."

Danheng sighed, "She's jealous, she's envious. She thinks you're getting in her way."

Qiong immediately sensed something was wrong. The train's face-saving king and controllable nuclear weapon had been kidnapped!

"Huh? Isn't Brother Hua a piece of real estate on our train? He's a part of the train."

Walter didn't want to dwell on the issue, since Hua Wu had never done anything he couldn't handle.

"Let's get down to business first. Where did Hua Wu take the Creation Engine, that is, the huge machine located in Everwinter Ridge?"

"What creation engine? That's called the Galaxy Strike King, and it has already taken my shape. I still can't repay it, and I believe I am qualified to inherit it."

"What? You, inherited it?" Walter was struck dumb. He hadn't even begun to examine it closely before Qiong had snatched the peach from his hand, another elbow strike after Efeng's transformation.

Upon hearing the questioning tone, Qiong immediately began chanting.

“Yes, I have watched all of Arilo VI’s history, from the legions falling from the sky to the moment the heavenly fire fell. I have watched it all. To be precise, he saw him, him, her, her, everything about them.”

"Heavenly fire is drawn, rifts are melted... This is the slogan of the 13th Great Guardian's counterattack. He and I share similar hair color, not because of choice, but because of the continuation of the lineage. He carries the hopes of all the people of Beloberg, bearing the hopes of 81,824 people of Beloberg, and he strikes with his life-saving sword against that rift that is like an abyss."

As Walter listened to the story, it sounded more and more like an old friend.

What happened to him in the end?

"He burned out in the end, and the cracks burned out too. His sacrifice brought 30 years of peace to Belloberg."

Chapter 216 Star: I don't think we need to pay it back.

"From this moment on, the will to preserve this planet manifests within me. It has nothing to do with choice, nothing to do with survival, it is simply because this is my path."

"The protection has not looked at me, just as it has not looked at them. What kind of protection is it to witness despair repeatedly descending!"

Walter advised, "You need to calm down."

Qiong shook her head. "I am very calm, more so than ever before."

Dan Heng watched the whole thing and felt that having too many destinies could easily lead to mental instability. One second Qiong was telling a story properly, and the next second she was complaining about the Star God, as if she were possessed.

"Complaining here is pointless; that's all in the past. Besides, we've already changed the future of this planet. Dwelling on the past is meaningless for the future."

Hearing this, Qiong thought, "This sounds familiar..."

"These were the words he used to comfort me."

"Ah... the competition is over, but I feel like I've forgotten something."

Walter took out Ether's coin. "It should be returned to its rightful owner; it never truly belonged to us. But the clues..."

"The clue... is simple. Don't we have a memory extractor? Just call my sister over, right? The contact list summoner! My sister who's still standing there in the arena! Hear my call and return!"

Danheng: ......

Walter: ......

......

On the stage————

"This performance fell far short of my expectations, which is understandable. If things went exactly as planned, it would have been much less fun."

Hearing this calm voice, Xing frowned slightly. This emotion was too stable; it was not normal at all.

"How come you're just like Sambo? Don't you guys have feelings like anger and rage? Is the Masked Fool born to laugh?"

Giovanni said calmly, "Because I am a fool, and fools have no need for anger. Anger only makes the boring even more boring."

Xing was already getting bored. "Uh, I don't understand. So what was your original plan? To defeat me and then bully that kid? That's really a twisted sense of humor."

Giovanni explained with great interest, "The original plan, because of principles... I'm sorry, I can't tell you, but the final winners are indeed you, that hasn't changed. It's just... the way you won is completely different from what I expected."

"A world of difference? That's true. If I didn't have this power, I would indeed play the game honestly. But since there's a way that's not against the rules, why shouldn't I use it? Mr. Giovanni, when you're eliminated by your own rules... what are you thinking?"

Giovanni's mouth twitched beneath his mask. "You can guess the answer to that question. Goodbye, and I hope you'll respect the game next time."

Star mocked the air as he watched the masked man vanish on the spot.

"What you're thinking is no longer important; what's important is that you've already broken down. Sigh, you've already broken down. What an amateur fool you are, saying you won't get angry, but you're actually furious to the extreme."

"Hmm? They're not showing up? Oh well, what else is there to do with Ariello? Hmm... seems like there's nothing. Should I go say goodbye to Bronya, or..."

"Om——"

Xing picked up her phone and said helplessly, "My dear braised brother, what's wrong with you now?"

"The audience seats, come quickly. We need your passive presence."

"But I refused."

“Refuse? If you refuse, your dear brother will appear at your bedside every night and perform his scorching wind technique in front of you. I can’t burn the stars, but I can easily burn your bed and pillow.”

Faced with this ridiculous threat, Xing chuckled lightly, "Heh, I still refuse. What do you take me for? A USB drive?"

"Tsk... It seems Efeng won't be able to find its family, all because of your heartlessness. Oh, heartless, cold-blooded woman. You are supposed to be selfless and altruistic, yet you are so selfish... Sigh, never mind. Let me stay with Efeng in this cold lower district, watching over its family."

"Eagle? Uncle Yang is planning to send it away? Well, the competition is over. Also, don't use that commanding tone next time, I don't like it."

"Pfft, that tone... are you cosplaying the Destroyer Granny? That voice doesn't sound like her at all. Maybe you should go wear some colored contact lenses?"

"Tsk, you're very successful at stirring up emotions."

"Beep beep beep————"

Qiong looked at the abnormal signal on her phone with a puzzled expression. "Is it disconnected or...?"

Suddenly, a fist glowing with blue light magnified before his eyes, shouting, "The Will to Preserve!"

"boom!!!"

"Sis, you hit people like you're being cute."

Xing pulled a steaming bag of sunflower seeds from the tunnel behind him. "It's not that I can't beat you, it's just that I don't think it's worth arguing with an idiot. Here, these sunflower seeds I just bought for you at the dining car. Eat them, my mentally challenged and irritable brother."

Qiong, holding a melon seed, pointed at herself and looked at Xingzhi, asking, "Are you insulting me?"

As Xing took the coin from Walter, she said to Qiong, "I'm just stating the facts, trying to get rid of some of the violence in my head. I don't deny the usefulness of violence, but it often backfires when faced with an equally matched opponent."

"Don't shout, I'm going to start working."

Xing gripped the Ether Coin tightly, skipping over some memories of Ariello and delving deeper into those earlier recollections. In those unfamiliar memories, she saw the Black Tower Space Station and Estádio.

After weighing the options carefully, Xing decided not to return it. "Oh, it seems to be a product of the space station. Given our relationship, let's just not return it."

Qiong pointed at Xing and accused her, "Isn't this... this is robbery?"

"This isn't robbery, this is resource utilization. It would only gather dust in Estella's warehouse. Besides, one of the reasons it's collected is because it's small and cute. Look at Estella now. Do you think Estella would recognize it? It's been completely transformed into a muscular pig king, and it even has a cannon on its back," Xing said, rubbing her forehead with a hint of helplessness.

"Moreover, it may have been forgotten by Está. It was stolen by a few company employees. And they seem to be Hua Ge and Toppa's support group."

Qiong looked shocked. "Huh? How is this related to Toppa?"

Xing pulled up the data from the previous competition. "Because in the previous competition, only the two of them from the company participated. And during the semi-finals, Hua Ge's Guardian Star God directly knocked Topa's Dimensional Piggy Bank and the group leader's mecha flying. Topa almost flew away too."

Qiong thought about the scene and muttered, "Tsk... How tragic."

Dan Heng remained silent for a long time, waiting for the two to finish their chat. "Just to be on the safe side, we should contact Station Master Estella of the Black Tower Space Station. The Nameless Guest cannot embezzle other people's property."

Qiong looked at her contacts. "Who's coming? I don't have their contact information."

Xing shook her head. "I do, but... I don't think it's necessary."

Chapter 217 Hua Wu: Stealing Offerings from Her Grave

"Noisy and disruptive, that's not at all in keeping with the Nameless Guest's style."

Hua Wu took off his hat and strolled over to the group.