Open an alt in the world of Star Dome Railway

The two of them drank the milk as if it were beer.

Nick leaned out of the window, his eyes shining as he asked, "If that brat Portio isn't going, can I go?"

Bottiou and Harley looked at each other, laughed heartily, and turned to the old man and said, "Old man, you should take a rest."

The friendship between two grown men is sometimes just that simple.

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That's how Portio and Harley became friends. They talk a lot, but it was also really comfortable to write about them.

This volume has roughly this tone and way of getting along. What do you think? How about we follow this feeling?

Volume 74: Star Adventurers and Cowboys: Chapter : A Gift for Poteo's Little Cutie

In the following days, a new member appeared in Potio's small family, living with them and doing things within his ability.

Then, Potio discovered that this guy's craftsmanship was really fucking amazing.

Pointing at the tractor, which was covered in stains and a bit broken, Potio said, "We've had this tractor for many years. It's hard to drive now. Can you fix it?"

"give it to me."

Various tools popped out of the robotic arm on Harley's left hand.

Kukukuku!

Gray looked at the unmanned tractor working frantically in the field and thought it was still asleep.

Looking at the tractor galloping across the field, Potio stroked his chin and exclaimed, "That's awesome, brother."

He took Harry to a warehouse and said, "What about this one? I've always wanted to renovate this warehouse, but it's too big and I haven't finished it yet."

"simple."

Harley took out a big treasure for Poteo.

Then in less than half a day, this huge warehouse was as good as new.

Portio blew a cowboy whistle at Harley: "That's really exciting!"

"What about this Nick's safe?"

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"It's open." Harley turned the wire in his hand.

Poteo gave Harley a thumbs up: "Thumbs up to you!"

"Hey!" Old Nick was angry. Where did this brat find it? He was clearly hiding it well.

In the past few days, no matter what things in Poteo's house can be repaired or not, as long as Harley gives him some time, he can give you a refurbished and upgraded one. This made Poteo feel the magic of technology intuitively for the first time, but he wanted to know where Harley got those magical gadgets from.

Out of curiosity, he touched Harley's clothes up and down, especially his mechanical arm, but he couldn't find any mechanism no matter how hard he looked.

Halley withdrew his arm from Poteo's grasp. "Hey, this is cosmic technology. With your level of development, it will take countless Amber Ages to reach it, let alone someone like you who can barely read."

"Grass."

Potio curled his lips in dissatisfaction. Who could read such complicated things? A bunch of words and symbols, like ghost paintings. He used books as sleeping pills, and the effect was very good.

After seeing Harley's strong skills, Potio couldn't help but complain: "You are an adventurer, but I feel you are more like an engineer."

"I am indeed an engineer, but so what? Anyone who is willing to take the first step can be an adventurer."

Halley leaned against the wooden railing, playing with a wrench, and replied to Potio with a smile: "When I left my hometown, I took a spaceship I built myself. I called it Comet. I even won the cosmic award with it."

"That big guy, the name is quite nice."

That big thing would be very beautiful if it were intact, Poteo thought.

Harley had already been there and put away the important things. These days he collected materials and prepared for the first phase of repair work.

"I'll tell you a secret. I originally planned to call it the Star."

"Ah, does that make a big difference?"

Poteo tilted his head in confusion. Isn't the difference between the two just one word?

"Haha, indeed not."

"I don't understand you."

"By the way, you have such good craftsmanship, how about helping me make some more things?"

"Just tell me what you want and I'll make it for you."

————Harley is working————

"So, this is the little wooden horse you asked me to build for her."

Harley watched as Portio carried out a cute pink little girl. The girl was too young and couldn't speak yet, but she was very clingy to Portio, and her little hands were scratching Portio's face.

Potio hid all his sharpness in front of her, and couldn't bear to hurt the child at all, his eyes full of doting.

"Yeah, what's the matter? Does making a Trojan horse undermine your status as a great adventurer?"

Poteo said jokingly.

"No, how could that be? Rather, this is the most meaningful work I've done here." Harley smiled knowingly at those watery eyes and asked with a hint of request, "Can I hug this little cutie?"

"Oh, no, Daddy's stinky boots! Your damn iron lump will make her uncomfortable." Poteo screamed, then shook the little girl in his arms and talked to her with a smile, "Unless she wants to."

Harley rolled his eyes at him, took out a piece of wood and turned around.

Under the gazes of the father and daughter opposite him, Harley turned around and transformed the wood into a small revolver: "Dangdang, we have horses, so why don't we have a revolver suitable for cowboys?"

Harley handed it to the girl, and sure enough, she liked it very much and took the little revolver with a babbling sound.

Poteo offered it to Harley at the right moment, and Harley took it carefully.

Looking at this lovely little girl, Harley couldn't help but say, "She's so cute! She's truly a treasure from heaven."

"You're wrong. It's my treasure. Even the heavens can't take it away from me." Potio raised his head proudly, snorting air from his nose like a bull. "My little baby is the cutest in the world!"

"Okay, okay, your baby is the cutest in the world." Harley looked helplessly at the cowboy who had transformed into a foolish father. He touched the child's head and said, "Did you hear that, little girl? Your father loves you so much. I can't imagine what the scene will be like when you grow up and bring a kid back home."

The little girl tilted her head in a silly and cute way, while Potio was so angry that he jumped up and down.

"Huh? If any fool dares to touch my little baby, I'll open his eyes and show him who's the best cowboy in this land!"

"Hahahaha, I was just joking, but look at you now, a typical silly dad."

Harley put the little girl on the small wooden horse and began to rock her manually. Yes, this wooden horse did not have any technological mechanisms or anything, it was just an ordinary wooden horse, but it was Harley's most serious and successful work since landing, because it really made a pure soul emit warm and sweet laughter, and also made the two adults present feel unprecedented satisfaction.

Portio put his cowboy hat on the little girl and took out a small guitar from behind him.

"You made it yourself?" Harley raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "I really can't tell."

"Ha, there are many things you can't see, great adventurer." Potio looked at Harley provocatively, then lowered his head to look at the little girl, his eyes full of tenderness, and slowly recalled everything that had happened.

He was a child picked up from the snow by Nick and Grey and grew up on Algonquin Apache.

Gray introduced him to plants, birds, and rivers, while Nick taught him how to tame horses and herd cattle and sheep. The little boy rode a pony, crossing streams, and in the morning sun, accompanied Nick as they drove the cattle and sheep toward lush pastures. Beneath the shimmering clouds, Nick would always burst into song. Whenever he heard the vast, clear singing, he would speak up, his clear, bright voice emitting a kick to the pony's belly to urge it on, carrying their laughter far and wide.

He grew up surrounded by love and will pass on that love to his daughter.

Bottiou put his hands on the guitar and began to play, singing the cowboy songs that Nick had taught him.

"I'm a happy cowboy~?"

"Ride around on my pony~?"

"I took out the rope~?"

"Waving in the air~?"

"........"

Harley helped the child rock the wooden horse to the melody of Portio's singing. For a while, the little girl's childish laughter continued.

The two adults looked at each other, smiled at the same time, and slowly spent a simple afternoon playing with the child.

In front of a child’s smile, everything seems so ordinary yet precious.

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The next update might be a little later.

I am a little envious of such a family atmosphere as I write this.

Volume 75: Star Adventurers and Cowboys: Chapter : Speed and Furious, waaaagh!!!

It's time to repair the spaceship. Poteo and Halley are ready to set off, but there is a small incident before departure, that is...

"Hey, hey, no, listen to me! Over here, over here, oh my god!"

Harley held the horse's reins. Originally, they wanted to ride the horse over, but it was obvious that Harley, who had always dealt with machinery and ridden high-tech spacecraft, was not very adaptable to riding a horse, a simple and relatively wild means of transportation.

Not only did the horse run around as soon as he got on, but the inexperienced Harley was also hurt by the shaking.

Later, when he was riding on it, the horse suddenly tilted to the side and he almost fell off.

But even though he didn't fall off the horse, Harley's posture was not very good. His legs were clamped around the horse's belly, his hands were around the horse's neck, and his body was forced to hang on the other side of the horse, with the cold air hitting his face.

This is in stark contrast to Potio who is also riding a horse but is very adept at it.

Looking at Harley hanging on the horse, who looked more like being carried by the horse than riding it, Potio not only did not help him get down, but also laughed heartlessly.

"Hahahahaha, Harley, you can't do this. You can't just play around with your stuff, you have to become stronger too."

Hearing Poteo's ridicule, Harley became furious and started to scold Poteo directly.

"Stop making sarcastic remarks and help me stop this horse!"

"Hey, wait, where are you taking me, ahhhhhh!!!"

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Poteo laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes.

After a long time, when Harley was holding the horse and enjoying the wind and noise of the land, and his body was so weak that he could hardly hold on, Potio blew the whistle and stopped the horse.

Looking at Harley lying on the ground exhausted, lying in a big letter shape, Potio said with a smile from his horse: "Harley, how does it feel to ride a horse for the first time? It feels great, doesn't it?"

Harley was speechless. He had always been on the technological side and had never suffered such torture. He only needed to observe the data and operate appropriately, but riding a horse required more considerations, so he gave Potio a friendly interstellar greeting - the middle finger.

Even though he was exhausted, Harley stubbornly raised his middle finger with trembling hands to express his "friendly greetings" to Poteo's "warm care".

"Damn it, can't you give me a ride?"

Poteo was surprised and said, "You, a grown man, want to ride on a horse with me, a grown man? Then you put your arms around my waist and we run across the earth together?"

"Eh!" Poteo shuddered, his face filled with disgust. "Don't you find it disgusting?"

Harley was also disgusted by Poteo's words. My God, two grown men riding a horse together like the man and woman in TV dramas, it's scary to think about it.

Then, after saying these words to disgust him, Potio deserved a beating even more.

"You should learn how to ride a horse. We'll definitely be going more than once. It's easy and convenient." Poteo rode around him a few times, showing his signature shark teeth. "Or, you're not good enough?"

Looking at the shark Oreo with gritted teeth, Harley also became more and more aggressive.

Oh my god, he has already said the man’s taboo words, how can he tolerate it?

Well, since I can't beat you on horseback, I'll use some technology and some ruthless skills!

Harley rolled over and ran back in the original direction.

"Hey, no, where are you going? Aren't we going to repair your spaceship?" Potio shouted to Halley who was gradually moving away.

"There's no rush. The spaceship isn't going to run away anyway!"

And yet you still say that the spaceship is your old friend. If it has a soul, it will definitely cry when it hears what you said.

Poteo thought speechlessly, then walked back slowly with his two horses.

As soon as he returned, he saw Harley collecting scrap metal from his home and other people's homes, and carrying them into the warehouse one by one.

Leaning against the door, Poteo asked, "What are you planning to do?"

"Just watch it."

Harley put on his goggles, took out his tools, and started working!