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"Isn't it?" Villette's voice was filled with a hint of quiet doubt.

"Even though you're judging criminals, you still don't understand their psychology well enough." Leosli spread his hands. "You know what? There's a type of criminal imprisoned in Mello Petersburg. Their crimes aren't motivated by malicious harm. Instead of committing murder or robbery... they prefer to watch the world burn."

"It's not because the world is so cruel or unforgiving, it's just because they think the burning flames are beautiful and fun - that's all."

"So I guess pleasure is the same concept. As long as it amuses me and makes me laugh, playing with people is no different." Leosli looked up at Villette. "So, do you understand?"

"Sorry... I still don't understand."

Navrette shook his head regretfully, but the next second he said firmly, "But I know that people like you are talking about must all be arrested and brought to justice."

Chapter 22: Which one is worse, Jizi's coffee or Ying's food? I admit you stumped me.

"You look silly. Yes, I'm calling you." The cute creature raised its round head, looked Xing up and down, and said, "I've heard the details from Jizi. Listen carefully, newcomer, I'll only tell you the important things once."

"A lot of people have probably told you lately, 'You're special,' but this is the Star Express, and everyone on board has a secret they can't share."

"Since you've chosen to board this bus, you must abide by the rules. You're not the only one who's special. Remember this."

"I'm Pam, the conductor here. If you have any problems on the train, you can come to me."

"After saying that, Pam swung her cute little legs and went to work."

"Conductor?!" Kiana opened her mouth in surprise, "So it's not Aunt Jizi's pet?!"

"Oh? I don't remember ever having a pet like that." Jizi suddenly appeared in the classroom and took a seat next to Kiana. She was wearing a large windbreaker and sunglasses, and her heroic appearance was completely different from the Jizi in the light curtain.

Kiana was pleasantly surprised: "Aunt Jizi!"

"Is it really that surprising? We just went on a mission together not long ago." Ji Zi took off her sunglasses and smiled slightly. "Kiana, who do you like more, the Ji Zi on the train or the Ji Zi in front of you?"

"Ah, Jizi, why are you asking me such a question right away? This is really..."

Kiana suddenly looked troubled, and couldn't help but glance at Jizi's white high-slit dress in the light curtain. There was no doubt that both Jizi aunts were super beauties, but one was still and the other was active, with different charms. It was really difficult for her to choose...

"Alright, alright, silence is the answer." Ji Zi spread her hands, pretending to be sad. "I never thought that in the heart of my lovely student, I, who I spend every day with, am not as good as... Oh, it really makes me sad."

"Aunt Jizi, the Jizi in the light curtain...is it really you?" After carefully looking at the picture in the light curtain, Kiana was the first to ask her question.

Although the two Jizi look almost exactly the same and have the same voice, their language habits and dressing styles are very different. What's more, the Jizi in the light curtain does not seem to be suitable for close combat, and her teacher Jizi... ahem, she is so fierce in the new-age Valkyrie armor.

"It's me." Ji Zi nodded calmly, "but it's me from another parallel universe."

"Parallel world? Doesn't that mean..." Kiana looked at Bronya beside her in shock, but Banya seemed to have guessed the result and did not look surprised.

"Don't look at Pam's expression. There haven't been any new passengers on the train for a long time. She's still very interested in you."

"Himeko sat on the train's circular sofa, sipping a steaming cup of coffee as she soothed him, 'I won't interfere. If you have any questions, just ask the conductor.'"

"Okay, I understand." Xing was about to leave when Ji Zi's voice suddenly sounded behind him again.

"Oh, by the way, since this is your first time on a train, would you like to try some of the train's specialties?"

"Specialty? What's that?"

Seeing that Xing was also interested, Jizi placed the coffee in front of her on the table and slowly pushed it towards Xing. "I brewed this coffee myself, and I ground the beans myself. You won't be able to drink it if you leave the Star Train." Jizi's voice rose, as if she was a little proud of bringing up this topic.

"Xing carefully examined the coffee she pushed over. The dark liquid was like a black hole in the starry sky, baring its fangs and claws as if it wanted to suck the taster in."

"It must be Jizi's specialty, or..." Xing was just about to agree, intending to try the taste of this exclusive train, but suddenly she felt a piercing gaze from behind, and she immediately broke out in a cold sweat."

"I looked back slowly. Mr. Walter, who was sitting on the sofa next to me, was holding a book in his hand. His eyes were deep and mysterious under his glasses."

"What's wrong, Xing?" Jizi reminded Xing as she looked dazed.

"Instantly, as if enlightened, Xing shuddered violently and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Uh, um...what? No, no, don't bother. I suddenly feel very sleepy. I'm afraid that drinking too much coffee will keep me awake. I'd better drink something else."

"Okay." Ji Zi seemed a little disappointed, but didn't force it. "There's Xiao Sanyue's favorite juice over there. The cup is right next to it. If you like, you can go and pour a glass."

"Thank you." Xing breathed a sigh of relief. She turned her head and looked at Mr. Walter. There seemed to be a tacit appreciation in his eyes.

"Son of God, I always feel that they are all afraid of Ms. Ji Zi's coffee. Is it my illusion?" Lei Dianying tilted his head, as if he couldn't understand why they were so afraid of an ordinary drink, as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

She had also tried coffee, a slightly bitter drink that seemed to be very popular in faraway Fontaine, especially among some nine-to-five workers.

But in her opinion, it is not as delicious as Tuanzi milk.

"Perhaps Ms. Jizi's coffee brewing skills are terrible?" Shen Zi guessed, "Bad food is much more terrifying than your lightning."

"Oh? So that's how it is?"

Ying's voice suddenly sounded behind Shen Zi, and it seemed to carry a bit of resentment, making the hair on Shen Zi's tail explode.

Shen Zi suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and she suddenly remembered that a long time ago... Ying said he would cook delicious food for her.

Ying had no idea how to cook, and even if he tried his best, he still couldn't defeat the kitchen. Finally, after the castle tower's kitchen was struck by lightning three times, Ying finally brought out a bowl of distorted, abstract, and completely indescribable strange things from the kitchen, which was filled with black smoke.

After praising the general profusely, the Nine Tengu risked their lives to take a sip... and then took a full month of sick leave without being able to recover.

Faced with this situation, Shen Zi just joked that Ying's dishes were better than her thunder and lightning, but Ying completely misunderstood and thought it was a recognition of her cooking skills. She was happy about it for a long time.

But now——

"So what the Son of God meant was that the food I cooked was unpalatable?"

Ying's face slowly approached her from behind until it was next to her ear, and his breath gently blew on her, making Shen Ziru feel like a feather was scratching her face.

Uh... So you were cooking?!

Chapter 23 Watching March 7th’s boudoir!

"Hello, how are you feeling?" Walter Yang asked with concern.

"Very spirited!" Xing's voice was as firm as if he were the first person to attempt to pilot a warship.

"That's good." Walter Yang pushed up his glasses. "It seems your physique is really special. Anyway, thank you for saving Xiao Sanyue this time."

"You saved me, too." Xing recalled the surge of energy within him, and said with lingering fear, "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid..."

"It's just to calm the thing inside you temporarily. I don't mean to scare you, but honestly, as long as it's inside you, there's no way it can be saved," Walter Yang warned cautiously. "As long as the star core is inside you, you have to be careful. Ji Zi and I aren't sure we can suppress it every time."

"The atmosphere suddenly became a bit tense when this was mentioned. Walter didn't want to make it too awkward, so he smiled and said, "Okay, enough of this dull conversation. You can walk around and get familiar with the environment. You can go to the back and talk to Sanyue and Danheng. Young people should be more likely to get along."

"Indeed, Xing Xiang hasn't had much time to wander around since arriving on the train."

"Looking around, the interior of the train isn't luxurious, but everything is neatly arranged, with greenery everywhere. It also has everything from chessboards to gramophones."

Arriving at the guest carriage, Xing walked to the door of the first room and suddenly heard the sound of electronic equipment coming from inside. She just put her finger on the door and was about to knock when Dan Heng's alert voice came from inside the room: "Who is it?"

“I haven’t even knocked on the door yet?”

"After being broken into so many times, you'll naturally start to sense the presence of others." Dan Heng seemed to recall something bad, and his tone became a little helpless. "Come in."

"Xing opened the door and was surprised by the furnishings in Danheng's room...it was simple."

"It's like moving the sleeping area to a library. The not-so-large room is filled with various electronic devices and books. A cyan quilt and pillows are casually placed on a piece of azure tatami mat... It's obvious that Dan Heng doesn't have high requirements for a sleeping area."

"In order not to disturb Dan Heng's work, Xing quietly left and came to the door of San Yueqi's room."

"I knocked on the door, but there was no sound from inside."

"San Yueqi isn't here? Should we go in and take a look?" Xing thought, stroking his chin.

"Go! Of course I have to go!"

Outside the light curtain, Xiu Tark and Zain looked at Xing eagerly, devoutly hoping that Xing could fulfill their deepest wishes... After all, they had never seen a girl's boudoir in their entire lives! Especially the room of a cute girl like March Seven!

On the other side, the little purple mushroom made a gloomy sound with its face.

That look...it was as if he was sizing up the scum of humanity.

"Of course, Xing finally responded to them and quickly opened March Seven's door."

As soon as he walked in, the scene in front of him made Philen feel sour.

Because it was so beautiful. Compared with Danheng's bed a second ago, it was simply horrible... So, Danheng, what kind of miserable life are you living?!

Girlish decorations can be seen everywhere, with pink rabbit stickers on the walls, a cute little bear on the rabbit-shaped lounge chair, and crystal hanging lights connected from the window to the eye-catching photo wall. The photos on the wall are played alternately, and each one is a memory of Xing and them.

"So beautiful..." Stars seemed to appear in Philen's eyes. "It's just like a princess's room."

Philanthropy had never been to the princess's room. He had only seen a simple description of it in a fairy tale book when he was a child. Now when he saw March 7's room, he had a feeling that his imagination was reflecting reality.

The huge Pam doll placed in the window completely attracted her attention.

There shouldn't be any girl who doesn't envy...

"What an exquisite painting! Even more lifelike than any of the best artists in Vissast... I didn't expect this March Seventh was also a painter."

As Xing's gaze stayed on the photo wall, everyone could see the scenes in the photos more clearly. The scenes that were almost a perfect one-to-one reproduction of reality made Fulilian admire them repeatedly.

“No, this isn’t a painting. Do you see those two things on the table?” Zain pointed to two cameras, one pink and one blue, under the photo wall. “I remember Little Sanyue had this on her waist. These pictures should have been made with that machine.”

“I think it’s called a camera?”

“If we could buy one, and then film everyone’s heroic figures while defeating monsters, and then spread it around, I’m afraid there would be a lot of adventurer sisters vying to team up with me, right?” Zain thought to himself as he lay on the table.

"You only want to do this with such a magical thing. You are really hopeless." Fulilian was speechless.

"Speaking of which, how were these photos taken? How could they take photos on March 7th during such a critical situation? And from such bizarre angles?"

"Or maybe her head suddenly turned into a camera?"

"Don't think about problems you can't figure out. After wandering around Sanyueqi's room again, Xingdou returned to the observation car. However, this time, the car was filled with Sanyueqi and Danheng, and it suddenly became lively."

"You're here!" Sanyueqi had no idea that Xing had been touring her boudoir while she was away. Upon seeing her, she excitedly waved and said hello. "We're about to head to our next stop. Aren't you excited? Yeah, this is your first trip, so... it should be doubly exciting, right?"

"Xing says SpongeBob: "I'm ready, I'm ready!"

"Great, you look very energetic!" Sanyueqi was very satisfied with Xingbao's energetic appearance and said proudly, "Hehe, I was also very excited when I first jumped, but now I'm much calmer!"

"Calm?" Xing said with an expression of disbelief.

"What's the matter? I'm much calmer now than before," Sanyueqi said, pouting in mock anger. "Once you get used to it, you'll become a reliable and mature passenger like me."

"Alright, March Seventh Passenger, Star Passenger, stop running around! Please find a suitable seat and sit tight. The train is about to jump." Pam came over in time and warned, "Once the train leaves the space station, it will jump! Be careful and hold on tight!"

Chapter 24: Xitela Li: Am I... not as cute as Sanyueqi? !

"The universe, the galactic train, the star gods... Have I been dragged into some sci-fi movie? Inside me, this thing called a star core..."

"The stars outside the window seemed to converge into a giant golden whale, traveling through the stars with the train, accompanied by the sound of the stars' whispers. Star couldn't help but reach out to the window at the gorgeous scenery."

"Are you grabbing stars?"

The lovely Sanyueqi suddenly peeked out, catching Xing off guard by leaning forward—almost face to face, whispering to her like she was a classmate at the next table. Xing could smell a sweet, hazy aroma coming from her, similar to that of macarons, floating between her breaths, leaving her feeling a little dazed for a moment.

"March Seven smiled faintly, and her rainbow-colored eyes revealed a childlike curiosity."

At this moment, the men outside the screen who were struck by the beauty filter of March Seventh all sighed that they were in love... Such a lovely girl must have been an angel in her previous life, right?

Cute, lively, and energetic girls are always a special weapon for straight men.

"Do girls like this really exist?"

Inside the Holy Flame Arena, a certain shaman, obsessed with smoking, stole a glance at the drunken, blushing Sitrali, who sat behind him, a glass of wine in hand. He muttered quietly, "She has pink hair and looks like a young girl, so why is there such a big difference?"

Unfortunately, just as he finished speaking, he was startled by the sound of someone slapping the table behind him.

"You...what did you say?!" Xitlal, who was originally unconscious, suddenly appeared behind him.

"Well, you dare to chew the root of Grandma Obsidian's tongue. I, I...seem you are tired of living...hiccup."

"It seems that you have forgotten my methods. Look, I won't... vomit..." Just as Xitlari raised her hand, she suddenly felt a strong nausea in her throat. She covered her mouth subconsciously... Unfortunately, she couldn't hold it back in the end, and vomited everything on the poor smoke-addicted shaman.

In the end, Ying pulled Xitrali away and helped her to rest aside.

"Traveler..."

After vomiting profusely, Sitrali finally regained some consciousness and spoke softly. Seeing Ying getting ready to leave, she couldn't help but reach out and grab the hem of her skirt.

Sitrali looked at the light curtain, her lake-blue pupils reflecting March Seven's flower-like smile. Then she carefully withdrew her gaze and cast it on the traveler... Her evasive eyes seemed to hide a fawn in the forest, panicky and cautious, making people want to protect it.

She had been so strong in front of outsiders just now, but at this moment she didn't look like the dreaded smoke-addicted shaman, but an innocent girl with a seductive look and a smoky demeanor, cautiously testing something.

"Traveler..." Just as Sitrali was about to speak, a slender finger was pressed against her lips.

Ying didn't say anything, just smiled at her. Her eyes were clear, like dewdrops falling from the grass in the morning, making people want to catch them.

——She can hear Ying’s inner thoughts.

I can also hear the "boom boom" sound of my own heartbeat.