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

"We fought desperately to prevent her from succeeding."

"Where's the evidence? Hand over the evidence!"

"evidence..."

"Evidence...right! Ah Xing, print one out on the spot."

Xing felt this made a lot of sense. He immediately edited a disc.

After watching it, Pam felt increasingly uneasy. Even if it were a thief, there was no need to use something like this to fight, was there?

"Even so, neither of you should have used such a weapon on the train! Pa!"

As soon as Hua Wu entered the hall, he heard Pam shouting incessantly.

"What's wrong? What happened? Why are you so angry?"

Hua Wu looked at the familiar mirror in the center of the explosion, and then took out the piece he had been holding.

"Isn't this Yi Ting's teleportation device? How did it get so shattered? Wait, I remember Yi Ting's teleportation device was supposed to be very durable."

Hua Wu picked up a shard, but in Pam's eyes, there was nothing there.

But Pam learned from the video that there was a mirror there.

Qiong suddenly remembered that the name Yi Ting... seemed to have been seen on Dan Heng's social death gift pack.

"I think I remember now, isn't that Liuguang Yiting extremely wealthy?"

Xing also remembered that the four characters "Liuguang Yiting" were indeed written on that 88.48 billion yuan gift for the mentally challenged.

"Seems to be."

"Wait! We don't think we caught them! My credits! Come back! You can't leave!"

Chapter 46 The Intensity of Coolness

Hua Wu reluctantly repaired the mirror, then said to the mirror, "Come out, or I'll throw the meme virus into it."

"No, I'll come out," the messenger said weakly, but only three people could hear her. Pam stood there, at a loss.

"Um, Hua Wu, what are you shouting at the wall for? What's that there? Pa?"

"It's okay, go wait in the hallway for a while. I'll take care of it in a bit."

Watching Pam leave, Hua Wu also spoke calmly, "I don't think I owe you anything, do I? What's the meaning of you coming here?"

"It's you? Mo?"

"Yes, forgotten memories are always silent. So why don't you just forget about me?"

"No, every memory is worth treasuring."

Hua Wu was somewhat speechless. What was the point of remembering so much? Was it to trap the universe in an infinite loop?

"So, what are you doing here?"

"Yi Ting wants their memories."

Upon hearing this, Xing's cannon was already itching to fire.

The stick in Qiong's hand was also fully charged.

"Starry Sky Converges..."

The two's combined attack was interrupted by Hua Wu.

"You two stop, be nice. Watch me."

Hua Wu reached out and hooked his hand a few more times.

"Um, Mr. Mo, isn't this inappropriate?"

"What do you mean 'good' or 'bad'? Give me the light cone, or are you trying to freeload?"

"Oh, it's this. You should have said so earlier." Yi Zhe reached into the mirror and pulled out two light cones with Hua Wu's image printed on them.

"Wait, what is this?" Hua Wu was bewildered; he didn't remember taking such a photo. The main problem was that in the photo, he was gazing affectionately at a mirror.

"Um, this was specially made to commemorate your contributions to Yiting."

Xing and Qiong each took one, and looking at the results... they were a little nervous.

"The Gaze of Recalling the Past" ★★★★★

[Forget] makes the wearer forget fatigue when attacking, increasing the damage effect of this attack by 80% and the penetration effect by 24%.

[Intoxication] grants the wearer a 24% base dodge rate.

[Past] Recalls the fatigue of the past and converts 80% of the damage dealt into an equivalent amount of shield. This effect only triggers when damage is dealt.

[Eye Contact] A man's eyes are his ruler; critical hit rate increased by 24.8%.

The description they saw below was even more outrageous, consisting of just one sentence.

Light Cone Description: Awesome, I'm so handsome.

"What kind of ultimate cheat device is this?" Xingyue looked at it and felt something was off. Was this effect for real?

Qiong looked at the light cone and said, "I have to say, this light cone is really cool! It has a kind of coolness in terms of intensity."

Hua Wu looked at the thing in his hand... that description... he really wanted to know who wrote it?

"Who wrote this description? And who carved this light cone?"

The messenger said somewhat awkwardly, "Um, it's not convenient to disclose that."

"I can count on one hand the number of people who can produce this kind of effect. Forget it, I'm too lazy to make the trip. Just behave yourself from now on, I'm leaving." Hua Wu sighed helplessly as he looked at the two little gray-haired boys who had been won over.

"When she said 'preserving memories,' she meant the memories of your two battles, and it was just a copy, not something I gave you. I've already dealt with the people who did that using the same method. There might be some remnants, but not many."

Hua Wu turned and left, returned to his room, closed the door, lay down on the bed, and started scrolling through his phone in one smooth motion.

"Tell Jingyuan to come to Star Harbor to pick me up tomorrow."

Hua Wu & Jing Yuan —

Hua Wu: I'm coming to Luofu in a few days to visit, what do you think?

Jingyuan: Oh? The tiger is returning to the mountains?

Hua Wu: No, I just went back to the mountain to take a look.

Jingyuan: Please feel free to come anytime.

Jingyuan: But... Luofu is not very safe lately.

Hua Wu: Safe? We'll just use a Lightning Whirlwind to take him down.

Jingyuan: What about the people of Luofu?

Hua Wu: Uh, don't worry! I practiced at the company for two and a half years, so my resolve to protect myself is unbreakable.

Jingyuan: You really want to come over?

Hua Wu: What else?

After sending the message, Hua Wu simply tossed his phone aside and draped the blanket over himself.

"I put my phone aside and drifted into my endless dream."

..........

In an unnamed galaxy—a fiery tornado has stopped spinning...

"Carlo... Holy crap! This feeling of self-destruction and rebirth from the ashes... I've never experienced anything like it before... When I find you... I will bestow upon you a destruction far greater and more humiliating than this. You will pay for it a thousandfold!!!"

"A purple-haired man said angrily, the scales on his hands gleaming like dark purple gems."

The stars reflected above, however, showed no light...

He gazed at a distant ship, and he felt as if a voice from the depths of the universe was telling him... to go there and find the answer.

He didn't know what the "He" in his mind was; he just heard the voice.

It was a sound that synesthetic beacons couldn't translate...

Train Hall —

Even though Xingqiong and the other two had endured until they reached the half-step sudden death realm, they were still struggling to score points.

"No, we need to change our strategy. That [Carlo I Hate You] is too overpowered. We have to gamble on a 24% dodge rate, and then gamble on critical hits... Why do I suddenly feel like this thing is a trap?" Qiong said helplessly; he hadn't expected this at all.

That destructive madwoman is everywhere; even in the Garden of Oblivion, she is still there.

"I feel like I'm going a little out of my mind. I've been listening to Carol for almost two and a half hours. I hate you. Whose memories are these anyway?! Why would anyone memorize something like this?" Xing's ears were almost deaf. She just couldn't understand why they would stuff this thing in there.

"It's a shared memory of the two of you. Although it's a bit difficult, it still quite accurately recreates the people and things in your memories."

Xing let out a long howl, "I've had enough! I'm done with this!!!"

She entered her room's coordinates and then disappeared from the spot.

"Not going to sleep anymore? Then I guess I'll give up too. It's almost five o'clock, wait... five o'clock? Only three hours of sleep? Should I go to sleep or keep going? That is the question. Oh well, I'll just go to sleep."

Exhausted, Qiong opened the hallway door, returned to her room, and collapsed onto the carpet.

The Star Train has no concept of day and night, but it does have a time.

"Ouch! Who littered on the street? Huh? Ah!!!"

On March 7th, I opened the door as usual and went to the hall to look at the stars.

Unexpectedly, she tripped over something, and the thing that tripped her was none other than the fallen Qiong.

Those long legs in black pants took up half the space in the corridor.

"No...you scared me to death. Why are you sleeping here?"

Qiong: zzz......

"Huh? Still can't be woken up? Likes to sleep on the floor and doorframes? What kind of weird quirk is that?"

(That's all for the draft, because I had to run some errands yesterday.)