Star Rail Simulation, but Fate is Crazy

Just wiped out all the life on a planet.

Bai Ge thought it was okay.

Within the acceptable range.

But now... Yue Yi Er Xi Qi Lu Jiu 1 � Dad...

What the hell are you doing!

This is not the Ultraman Theater!

You can be a dark giant, but there are no light giants here...

Hey?

wrong!

Isn't there a sea patrol ranger here?

Bai Ge fell into deep thought.

His expression gradually became strange.

isn't it...

Did he really walk out of the script of "Ultraman Ginga" in the Star Iron World?

This isn't how linkage works!

Volume 1: Chapter 49: We can’t let this happy moment disappear!

Linkage can't be done this way, right?

Instead of looking for good linkage, you only look for linkage with the crazy ones?

Bai Ge always fails to understand his own amazing wisdom in the simulator.

But simulations are all simulations.

Just keep reading!

He wants to see how big a job he can do this time!

[In the machinery room, you wear protective glasses and operate precision instruments with undivided concentration.]

[Inside the machinery room, various metal parts, wiring, and tools are neatly arranged, gleaming with a cool metallic luster.]

[The overhead light casts a bright spot on the operating table.]

Your slender fingers nimbly move between the parts.

Sometimes he picks up a wrench to tighten a screw, and sometimes he uses tweezers to pick up a tiny component and install it precisely on a circuit board.

[You look focused, your eyes revealing determination and persistence, as if the whole world has nothing to do with you.]

You concentrate on putting the parts together one by one.

[Every movement is skillful and smooth, like completing a great work of art.]

【Following a series of operations. 】

The prototype of the time-stopping device gradually emerged, its circuits crisscrossing like a web, its parts tightly connected, emitting a sense of technology.

[The machine room was so quiet that only the sound of tools colliding could be heard.]

[A faint metallic smell permeates the air.]

【And you are immersed in your own world, working hard to realize your dream of stopping time. 】

Age 30: You finally made this thing.

【For your lofty ideals and goals. 】

[You even created materials that shouldn't exist on this planet, and stole some of the tower's core energy and building materials.]

【But the final result is somewhat beyond your expectations. 】

【Because this time-stopping device can not only stop the thoughts and life states of living things.】

[There is also a very powerful and abstract function. ]

[It can expand the range of time stop by absorbing imaginary energy! ]

【The limits of the range are unknown.】

[After all, you haven’t tried it…]

【Now everything is ready! 】

【but.】

[You have to find a suitable time, a moment when everyone is happy! ]

【Yes! 】

Suddenly you see a countdown to a celebration on the calendar: it's "The King's Birthday."

【After all, on that day. 】

Everyone smiled from the bottom of their hearts, after all, that was the words from their beloved king!

So when the fireworks exploded on the dome of the palace.

The moment when all the people hold up candles and shout "Long live the king" is the most perfect eternity on this planet.

【brush! 】

[Very quickly!]

【Then it was the day when all the people celebrated.】

As the morning mist, swirling with coal smoke, cleared, the steam clock chimed with a resonant sound, rustling the colorful flags on the cast iron railroad lanterns.

The gas lamps on both sides of the street were wrapped with scarlet velvet ribbons, and the windows displayed gilded pocket watches and lace gloves, with crayons painted on the glass with promotional words for holiday specials.

Girls in corsets carried wicker baskets and scattered dried rose petals on the cobblestone road. The petals mingled with the dust raised by the carriages, weaving a hazy crimson cloud in the air.

[At the dock, a cargo ship's whistle blew long, and sailors tossed their copper pocket watches to bet. Their rough hands gleamed like the cold light of silver coins in the sunlight.]

[A huge steam turntable stands in the center of the market, with the sound of gears meshing and clicking.]

A painted wooden horse carried children up and down, their waving striped scarves spinning in unison with the colorful windmills on the edge of the turntable, shattering them into dancing specks of light.

At noon, the factory chimneys rarely stopped roaring, and workers in overalls gathered in the square.

[Mobile vendors push tin carts and sell gingerbread and ale. The clinking of wooden barrels mixes with the accordion of street performers.]

Gentlemen in top hats stopped to watch the mechanical puppet show. Sparks flew from the rotating brass joints, causing ladies to raise their ostrich feather fans to cover their faces and exclaim in surprise.

You feel the coolness of the iron railing on the second floor of the machinery building against your palm.

You lean over the rusty railing and look out, the heat of the celebration washed over you, accompanied by laughter.

[This isn't the first time you've seen this, but the scene still makes your chest tremble—]

[This is completely different from the stagnant "order" that once shrouded the city-state.]

The streets at this moment are like a boiling furnace, and everyone's eyes are filled with real passion.

[His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, his nails dug deep into his palms, and the corners of his mouth lifted uncontrollably.]

[The fingertips of the other hand stroke the device trigger hidden in the inner pocket.]

The sharp edges of the metal hurt my skin, but it was nothing compared to the urge surging in my chest.

Qi Er Lu Leng Cu Qi (3) is [“I can’t let this happy moment fade away.”]

[When the fireworks explode into streams of fire in the dome, you decide to let this moment stop forever! ]

[You are like a sunny and cheerful boy, your smile is as bright as others.]

[Then he directly pressed the start button of the device he had created.]

【then!】

【Time is paused! 】

Spiderweb-like silver-blue ripples spread across the air, as if someone had pierced the membrane of reality with a fingertip.

[The crowd that was cheering just a second ago is now frozen in the moment of blooming smiles! ]

The tavern owner held his ale glass high to his lips, the foam maintaining a bursting arc;

[The child in front of the carousel maintains a leaping posture, the water droplets on the ends of his hair reflecting an eerie light;]

[Between the lovers' clasped hands, falling rose petals froze into crimson stardust.]

Only a few people are still moving.

The gentleman wearing the monocle suddenly stumbled and held onto the lamppost, his pupils behind the lenses contracting violently, his trembling fingers almost touching his wife's eyelashes, which were frozen in mid-air.

[The street kid stood frozen in place, clutching the stolen bread, his Adam's apple rolling as he swallowed his saliva clearly visible;]

The flame of the gas lamp still danced, but the shadow it cast remained motionless.

【On the frozen river surface.】

[The sails of several merchant ships still maintained their shape inflated by the wind, while the sailors on the deck stood like statues.]

【Only the steamboat pilot suddenly started coughing violently.】

The blood foam he coughed up hung in the air, blending with the frozen debris of fireworks in the distance to form a dark red mist.

[In the open beak of the mechanical time-telling bird at the top of the clock tower, the bells that should have been ringing turned into circles of solidified sound waves.]

[The noble young man in a tuxedo took a half step back in fear, the muddy water kicked up by the tip of his boot hanging in the air.]

【In the humid air.】

The unfrozen breath condensed into white mist, and the footsteps of the few awake ones left clear footprints in the solidified dust.

[They stared at each other, a sudden silence falling on their ears.]

[The only sound I could hear was my own violent heartbeat.]

[The world that was originally celebrating now seemed to be placed in amber, where it could remain still forever.]

【But this is not enough! 】

[The device is still spinning madly, absorbing imaginary energy crazily.]

[The stagnant realm devoured the entire city-state at a speed visible to the naked eye, attempting to seal all happiness into eternal amber.]

【And the moment you activate this device. 】

[The corner of the mouth of a guy playing the role of bartender at the Masked Tavern slightly raised.]

[Then “he” broadcast what you did to the TV in the tavern…]

Volume 1: Chapter 50: This thing is alive!

"I thought Oboros (the Gluttonous Star God) was asleep! I didn't expect he could still bestow blessings!"

[The bartender wiped his glass and muttered to himself in a low voice, with joy overflowing from his throat.]

[Not to mention this "ordinary" bartender, many of the other Masked Fools were watching the TV with frowns on their faces.]

[The Masked Fools have always enjoyed creating chaos and having fun.]

[However, everything that happened before their eyes clearly went against some of their ideas of "joy."]

They are fools who actively create absurdity, not passive spectators.

Soon, several Masked Fools, using various methods, rushed towards the planet where the device was located.

[At the same time, the patrol rangers in the surrounding star regions also noticed the abnormality and rushed to the scene together.]

[But when everyone arrived, they witnessed a shocking scene——]

You wield a massive hammer, pounding furiously at the mysterious device, shouting, "80! 80!"

[Because the moment the device was activated, previously forgotten memories came flooding back.]

[This absurd turn of events seemed like a prank orchestrated by some star god.]