Is it really okay to click on the Starry Sky technology tree in Star Railway?

He felt more at ease knowing that there was someone who thought the same as he did.

It’s not that he was worried that the Star Core Hunter had any conspiracy against the whole world, but Chen Lin wanted to know whether there was an ending where he could return home in the world that Elio foresaw.

Ever since he expressed his goodwill to Kafka, Chen Lin has been thinking about this question: Is it possible for him to cooperate with the Star Core Hunter?

Judging from the current situation, there should be hope?

No matter what, Chen Lin felt a lot more relieved.

He was not under much pressure when faced with all the fighting and intrigue, but he became a little nervous when it came to whether he could go home to see his family. Inevitably, he had many emotions that easily interfered with his thinking.

Qingque stirred the broth in the bowl nonchalantly, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Mrs. Taibu has a stern face most of the time and doesn't talk much. Many colleagues are afraid of her. No one can understand her busyness, let alone try to understand her. No one has ever thought that it is because of her dedication to arranging various things that there is someone to hold up when the sky collapses, and my monthly salary, which is not enough for wealth but more than enough for food and clothing, can be settled."

"What's that saying? Oh, when you think others are doing well, it's because you are carrying a heavy burden. It's the same principle."

"I'm just a low-level civil servant who doesn't have much ability, but I can give you some advice and insights for your reference. Just remember to come and play cards with me when you're bored."

Express understanding, silently support and do not interfere forcefully.

This is Qingque’s attitude towards Chen Lin.

It is true that she has many friends, but there is not a single friend with whom she can confide anything.

My classmates at school have gone their separate ways, and if it weren't for the blood relationship, we wouldn't be able to get along with any of my relatives at home. It's okay to chat with my colleagues at work, but I really don't believe any of them if they talk about anything.

Competition in the workplace is extremely fierce. Qingque has witnessed many colleagues who were drinking and chatting happily a few days ago and were almost swearing blood oaths, but ran to the leader to report them two days later, just to seek a promotion and salary increase.

Before going to bed at night, she also thought about why she felt that Chen Lin looked very reliable and was indeed reliable in his work shortly after meeting him.

Maybe it's a kind of temperament? A temperament that makes others believe in him.

He was obviously a big shot whom she couldn't even see when she looked up, but he was thoughtful enough to pretend to be her card friend and played Di Yuan Qiong Yu with her for an entire afternoon. He also told her the correct way to play badly and told her not to make the mistake.

He doesn't look like a great leader at all...

When he has a bad taste, he is just like a little kid, and he still has a childish nature.

Anyway, this point really attracted her and was one of the main reasons why she felt a sense of identity.

other reasons?

Of course, his character is very trustworthy.

Others pick up corpses in order to have something they want happen, but how could anyone be like him and take care of himself for the whole night?

She makes sobering soup and does laundry for me, and she takes care of me better than my mom at home does.

He really made me cry to death.

On the other hand, Chen Lin was also grateful that he could meet this "best friend" after coming to Xianzhou.

Qingque lifted the bowl and took a big sip of soup, but...

“Pfft… It’s so hot!!”

Her attention was focused on other things, and for a moment she forgot that the soup in the bowl had just been scooped in and put into her mouth less than ten seconds later.

The result was of course not very good. Qingque couldn't help but lower his head and cover his mouth and spit it out.

Chen Lin was still feeling touched, but he didn't expect this to happen.

Although he still used his ability to wrap up a lot of soup and threw it aside, he still couldn't avoid being splashed by other more scattered juices. His pants thighs and the hem of his clothes were stained with oil.

Qingque was even worse off. She subconsciously didn't want the soup to splash onto Chen Lin, so she covered her mouth with her hands, and the sleeves and skirt of her uniform were damaged from top to bottom.

The dark blue cuffs turned completely black, and the white skirt hem turned a little yellow. The soup was not yet completely cold, and a faint blue smoke was still coming out of the stained parts.

Even so, her first reaction was to go and see if Chen Lin was scalded. Only after she found out that Chen Lin's clothes were simply stained did Qingque breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry, Lao Chen. I hope I didn't burn you... I'm a bit clumsy. Let me help you wash your clothes!"

"What's wrong with me?" Chen Lin smiled bitterly and pinched her wrist. He found that the base of Qingque's palm was slightly red from being burned. "You are the one who was burned. Go wash it quickly and change your clothes and put them in the washing machine."

"Hurry up and stop nagging."

Chen Lin ran to a counter in the room and looked for something. Qingque seemed to have gotten into trouble, so he obediently did what Chen Lin said.

When she washed the oil off her body and came out, she saw Chen Lin sitting on the sofa, holding a gourd and shaking it.

Qingque asked curiously, "This gourd looks so familiar... Lao Chen, are you looking for medicine?"

"Yes, this is what got burned."

Chen Lin found a light blue pill wrapped in a transparent film from among the many pills. After checking it, he crushed it into powder. "Bai Lu gave it to me. She said it was filled with a lot of medicine she made herself. This one is... Shit! Aren't you on guard against your brothers?!"

She just wrapped herself in a bath towel, leaving her arms exposed to the air.

Qingque looked away and said in a very nonchalant tone: "You can't defend yourself against thieves, but you can defend yourself against your bestie. Besides, you've thrown all your clothes away for washing. You can't... you can't wear nothing, right? You have to be on guard against this."

Chen Lin thought about it and it seemed to be true. Since no one else cared, why should he care? So after applying the medicine to Qingque, he went into the bathroom and let Qingque eat slowly outside.

At the same time, Sanyueqi and Xing were both crowded in the room eating the food ordered from the inn. They hadn't eaten anything decent for several days, and they now felt that everything on the table was delicious.

"Hey..." San Yue Qi looked at the girl next to him and said, "I wonder if A-Lin has ordered any food. If not, we can eat together. Should we go up and ask?"

Xing had a big bun stuffed in his mouth and two in his hands. After hearing what San Yueqi said, he nodded without thinking.

"Um!"

Chapter 168: What's the fuss?

"I happen to have some photos that I want to show to A-Lin."

Walking on the soft carpet, San Yueqi fiddled with the camera in his hand with an innocent smile on his face.

Even when faced with all kinds of difficulties and troubles, she would always take the time to capture something worth remembering.

Memories may fade away with time, but photos can remind people of past events at the right time. For March 7, these are more valuable than any gold, silver or treasure.

When squatting in a corner for a nap, she would often look through the things she had taken. Before, it was just her and Dan Heng, and later Chen Lin and Xing joined. Everyone in the train crew had different records, but the girl in the middle with a bright smile was the only one who was never missing.

She has no memories of the past, and is afraid that she might forget her current friends for some reason in the future. However, as long as she can see the photos, even if she can't remember these things, she will know that the people in the pictures are all good friends and good brothers.

Xing chewed the bun in his mouth, swallowed it hard, and came forward and asked curiously: "Did you take a picture?"

She didn't remember that March 7 had asked everyone to take photos, and she really wanted to know what March 7 had photographed in Xianzhou.

"There are a lot of them." Sanyue brought the camera closer and adjusted the picture, saying, "Look, this is the flying wooden bird of the fairy boat. I heard it is used to deliver express mail... and this boat we took when we came here, uh, it seems to be called Xingcha, it's very interesting, isn't it?"

The camera recorded a series of moments, colorful and with floating light and shadow. The most important thing was that March 7 appeared in five of the ten photos, and occasionally Walter could be seen in the background discussing with her what to do next.

After March rowed the last photo taken in Xianzhou, he said excitedly: "If there is a chance, it will be great to bring Ah Lin to take a photo together as a souvenir!"

Xing held the bun and said, "Haven't we taken a lot of photos? We're on the way here."

"Xing, you don't understand!" Sanyue said seriously, "What we want to film is the process of crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, solving numerous troubles, and the winning state at the last moment!"

"Ah this..."

"Just tell me if you want to see it or not."

"Yes!" Xing answered without hesitation.

She wants to see all the photos of Chen Lin.

As they were talking, the two had already gone up the stairs. Facing the tightly closed door, Xing walked forward and knocked a few times.

She remembered Chen Lin saying that she should knock on the door before entering someone else's room, which would be polite.

He doesn't like rude people, so she doesn't want to be rude.

Except for some special circumstances, she might not knock on the door, but most of the time Xing is very sensible.

At least she remembered a lot of things Chen Lin taught her.

dong dong dong.

Xing reached out and knocked on the door.

Qingque on the sofa was a little restless.

A single man and a single woman were in the same room. After taking a shower, she only wrapped herself in a towel. Although the towel was a bit big, even if she tied it from her armpits, the towel would drag on the floor if it was not pulled at the edges.

Why am I so clumsy today?

Not only did she spill the soup, she was also stunned for a while when she was throwing the clothes into the machine for washing, and threw her underwear and other things in as well. Otherwise, she would have felt a little more confident and would not have curled up like she is now.

The more Qingque thought about it, the more she felt that this scene was strange. She felt a little excited. She wanted to know what the figure of Lao Chen, who was usually covered tightly, was like...

I don’t know who picked the clothes for Lao Chen. There are obviously many new styles of clothes, but he chose to pick a set of clothes that have been out of date for hundreds of years.

Apart from the hands, the only thing visible was the face.

At least from the appearance point of view, Qingque felt that her best friend should have a good figure. After all, how could there be a person whose head was out of proportion to his body?

Soon, the sound of water in the bathroom gradually died down. He changed back into his old short-sleeved sweatshirt and work pants, wiped his steaming hair, and walked out slowly.

Seeing this scene, Qingque's eyes lit up!

Chen Lin used to be under a lot of work pressure, and was more or less affected by the anorexia he suffered as a child. When he first came, he looked a little thin.

After experiencing the physical upgrade of Origin, many of the minor ailments he once had disappeared, his cervical and lumbar vertebrae no longer ached unbearably, and more importantly, he no longer had an aversion to food.

Now he has a very well-proportioned body. It would take most people years to develop a body like this, but Chen Lin achieved this perfect figure in just a few months.

One corner of the sweatshirt was not smoothed up, and a small part of the clothes was still folded on it. Qingque could vaguely see his well-defined abdomen. For a moment, she couldn't take her eyes away, and had an urge to touch it.

It's just like the surprise of an ugly duckling transforming into a swan overnight. What's more, Chen Lin himself is not ugly. Anyone with eyes and a normal sense of aesthetics would give him a minimum score of 90 points or above.

Chen Lin had been running around for the whole morning, and was inevitably covered in dust while doing superficial work with Kafka. After taking a shower, he felt much more refreshed.

Noticing the gaze on the sofa, Chen Lin thought that the clothes he was wearing were out of place with Xianzhou, so he explained, "This is the style of clothes from my country. You may not have seen it much. I usually wear clothes bought in Xianzhou when I go out..."

"Just wear it like this!" Qingque said decisively.

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that her words were a bit inappropriate, and added: "Right now, our Xianzhou is still very tolerant. I mean, there is no need to be obsessed with the clothes here in Xianzhou... Old Chen, you look good in anything."

Don't you see what kind of tattered clothes you bought in Xianzhou...

Qingque couldn't help feeling that a good thing was being wasted, so she decided to take him to buy some fashionable styles when she had time, and at the same time, tell him not to wear long robes that didn't even reveal the seams.

Boys look so pleasing to the eye when they show some flesh...

"It's rare for someone to praise me, thank you." Chen Lin smiled, waving the white embroidered bathrobe in his hand and said, "Wear this, I just found it in the closet next to the bathroom. It's not easy for you to move around wrapped in a towel."

"Where is the wardrobe in the bathroom?"

"Look, this is the wall. I found that apart from the color, the material is different, so I found a way to open it and found that it is a wardrobe." Chen Lin demonstrated at the bathroom door.

He fiddled with one of the small buttons on the wall, and then the wall on the inside of the bathroom door opened with a click, as if a lock had been unlocked.

In fact, this was just the place discovered by the spiritual energy that Chen Lin accidentally emitted. It was a bit strange that the spiritual energy could easily penetrate into the wall without much hindrance. So Chen Lin explored it a little and found that there were many bathrobes inside, in various colors and styles. He picked one up at random and gave it to Qingque for emergency use.

Qingque also found this thing from the guide under the coffee table.

It says...

'This is a space for storing special clothes and other special items that may be needed. Our store takes into account the particularity and privacy of our customers, so the switch is set relatively hidden. If there is a need, guests can use it at will...'

What are special clothes and special items?

Qingque didn't quite understand, but still reached out and took the bathrobe handed to her by Chen Lin.

"Old Chen, you are a very nice person."

"Go change in the room you stayed in last time. I'll order some food and tell my friends about some things later so they can be prepared when they meet Big Brother." Chen Lin waved his hand and played with the ordering jade sign on the counter.

Qingque was surprised: "Old Chen, have you found your friend?"

Chen Lin nodded: "Well, arrange for them to stay downstairs. I was a little tired last night, so I plan to give myself a day off. You can go with me later, and I'll introduce them to you. They're all very nice."

"Oh, no problem! You guys definitely don't have many ways to kill time while traveling on the train. Wouldn't it be a shame to waste time in the vast starry sky? Why don't I take your friends, Lao Chen, to experience the Xianzhou folk culture? I guarantee that you will have a lot more fun during your trip."

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"Old Chen, let me tell you, playing cards is so much fun! Didn't you have a lot of fun playing at that time?"

"Okay, okay, it's all up to you."

"hey-hey."

When he thought about strolling around the carriage every day, he would see Jizi, Walter, Sanyueqi and Xing gathered around the table, and the sounds of "peng", "chi", "gang" and "hu" made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable...

Qingque entered the room carrying the clothes. After a while, there was a sound of footsteps on the ground and the door was closed.

The corner of Chen Lin's mouth twitched. He knew without thinking what Qingque had done stupidly, but he did not speak out to expose it. Instead, he ordered a few dishes he had never heard of and prepared to eat some of what Qingque ordered before they brought his own set of bowls and chopsticks and food.