Star Railroad: Great Guardian of Beloberg

Gerard felt that he was being ignored. He bent down, and with his huge body he looked down at the two girls and said, "Ah, right, right, right, then why don't you go get your guns! Go! Run!"

Gerard drove the two girls to pick up guns and practice shooting.

"It's another peaceful day."

Kafka, who loves coats and sunglasses, dressed as always, and sat next to Alex with a cup of tea, saying, "Your place is so comfortable, so comfortable that I want to retire here."

"If the company or the Annihilation Gang knew that the famous Kafka was living here for retirement," Alex said, "Beloberg would probably be destroyed by the railgun."

"There's no need to be so hostile." Kafka smiled and said, "Aren't we cooperating well?"

"The star core of Lor 51 is your next target, right?" Alex snorted and said, "What's the purpose of letting Cocolia go there with you?"

"Oh, it's very rich there. It has the energy resources you need." Kafka said, "My partner asked Ms. Kokolia to pick them herself. That's quite nice."

"I'm afraid I'll see Cocolia's name on the wanted list of the Interstellar Peace Corporation next month."

What a cunning hunter. I make them work, and they still ask me for labor.

"No." Kafka said with her head tilted: "She has already given herself a nickname. Cold Wave. So the name Cocolia will not remain."

Sister! You're not enjoying this, are you? You've even come up with a nickname? Alex thought Cocolia was capable of such a thing. As long as it was something useful to Beloberg, she wouldn't mind robbing or stealing it.

I'm not asking you to go out and be a space trash!

"Oh, by the way, I happen to be quite free recently." Kafka glanced at the two girls on the field and said with a smile, "Do you need me to help you train them? The fighting skills of this instructor are not suitable for these two girls."

"Thank you for your kindness, but it's not necessary." Alex picked up his phone and swiped it. Interstellar Mobile is so fun, especially this short video app called kikkok, which can watch videos from all over the universe! The mecha girl rubbing the edge of the mecha is simply amazing. The only flaw is...

The cosmic signal in Beloberg is at the 2G level, and it takes a long time to cache a video. Most of the time, I can only read texts and messages smoothly, and I can't make video calls.

He would not let Kafka get close to the two little girls. Listen to me, listen to me, listen to me, listen to me a few more times, or the two girls might attack him at night. Although they had a cooperative transaction relationship, he was not at ease with Kafka.

Even if the other party is also walking on the path of nothingness, the battles between factions are often more fierce than those between pagans.

"Hey." Kafka looked at the empty teacup and said, "Mr. Rand, can I go shopping today?"

"I'm sorry Ms. Kafka, it's for the safety of our people."

Kafka had to stay under his watch. The other party's power was too strong to allow her to go out casually. He only allowed Kafka to go to the opera house to listen to operas and music. As soon as Alex answered this question, he saw some officials from the city hall walking towards him.

It's over. I'll have to spend another day signing in the office after being caught! Alex really doesn't like dealing with those tedious official duties, especially listening to the chatter and noise of these old men. He looked at the passage on the other side and found that some businessmen from Beloberg had also gathered together and were heading towards him under the guidance of Peña.

"Hey, Ms. Kafka." Alex rolled his eyes and said, "We are friendly partners. I will naturally listen to your needs. How about this? I will take you to Belloberg for a stroll today. How about that? You can just pretend I don't exist."

"Of course, it's my honor to be taken shopping with Mr. Rand."

.........

Alex finally understood why each generation of Great Guardians was so busy. In fact, Beloberg was not big, and people's lives were very stable. Most of the time, things that happened were trivial. The people below were spoiled by the Great Guardians. When they didn't want to think or had a dispute, their first reaction was "Why not ask the omnipotent Great Guardian?"

This won't do, they must learn to think for themselves! So, in order to force them to grow up quickly, Alex's choice is to skip work!

It can't be said that he was skipping work. He was actually performing a more important task, supervising our alien visitor, Ms. Kafka!

Kafka walked on the square in the Belorberg district and said, "I like the temperature here, which is especially suitable for my favorite dress."

Alex glanced at Kafka. She had changed her clothes several times in the past month, but she always wore shorts with stockings, shirt and coat. And Alex didn't understand why she liked to wear two different shoes.

One foot in a boot and the other in a bootie. Watch... Alex found his eyes on the leather leg ring on her right leg again.

This damn flesh-binding leg ring!

As if she noticed Alex's gaze, Kafka turned around and said, "I want to buy some clothes first, is that okay?"

"Please."

Anyway, as long as Kafka doesn't use the Word Spirit, Alex can let her do whatever she wants and just follow behind and play with his phone.

"Can you give me some Winterfell shields?"

The Winter City Shield is the currency of Beloberg, and the common currency in the universe is the credit points issued by the company. Alex touched his pockets. Since he suffered a loss once and went out without money, he put some money in the pockets of each of his clothes. He touched several pockets and took out a handful of money. Just as he was about to hand it over, Kafka stretched out her hand, and he took it back.

"One to one 1000 credit points, you transfer it to my phone first."

"One to one thousand?" Kafka showed an amused expression and said, "Your robbery style is more elegant than that of interstellar bandits."

"A robber won't steal meaningless waste paper. At least in the short term, the credit points are useless to me. I have to consider the time cost. Should I exchange it? Bargaining is fine."

"Listen to me, Mr. Rand..."

As soon as Kafka opened her mouth to bargain, Alex immediately stared at her. She smiled and shook her head, took out her phone and transferred a large amount of credit points, saying, "Is this enough?"

Who says credit points are useless now? At least you can use them to give gifts in the StarCraft live broadcast room and spend money on mobile games. Alex spent several days downloading a game. After all the hard work, he should top up some money to reward himself, right?

"Ah."

After Alex stuffed the money into her hand, she turned and entered one of Belloberg's most popular stores.

A store specializing in stockings.

Uh… Although it’s not good for the Guardian to go to a stocking store, for the safety of the people, let’s go in and take a look. Alex didn’t hesitate and walked in with his head held high.

Chapter 31 Kafka: Tonight, I am very happy

"Master Guardian, your arrival brings honor to my humble home."

Alex waved to the somewhat excited female shop owner, pointed out that the customer was the one in front, and sat at the door waiting. The silk fabrics of Beloberg, including stockings, are very special. You can find stockings of any thickness, color, and style here. It is the favorite of male and female residents of Beloberg.

Of course, thanks to the city's spring-like weather all year round, stockings are just right for wearing, allowing Belloberg to invent patented stockings.

The transparency, glossiness, gradient and thickness, everything is just right.

This was also one of the purposes of Kafka's trip. For a combatant, it was inevitable that clothes would be damaged, especially socks, which would wear out very quickly. She quickly picked out a color similar to hers and said, "Give me fifty of this."

How much? Fifty?

Alex turned his head and looked over, and the store owner was enthusiastic about the big business and asked, "Do you want a matching sling?"

"Of course, I don't want to pull it from time to time." Seeing Alex looking at her, Kafka smiled and drew a line on the side of her leather shorts with her finger, suggesting that she was wearing suspenders underneath.

She is just like a bad sister who teases a young boy.

Alex didn't buy it and muttered something about wearing stockings over boots. Who knows what the smell would be like inside? It would be scary.

"Thank you." Kafka waited for the shopkeeper to pack up and paid the money, then said, "Come with me to look at coats again. I saw a very nice coat last time, but unfortunately I didn't bring any money with me."

Shopping, really just shopping. Kafka didn't do anything that would arouse suspicion, she just bought clothes. In addition to stockings, she also bought a new coat and a purple evening dress, and finally went to a jewelry store. She ended her shopping trip only after her Winter City Shield was completely cleared.

Kafka's hands were full of bags. She looked back at Alex, who had one hand in his pocket and the other holding his phone, with no intention of helping her carry them.

"Don't look at me, I'm just a kid."

Alex said bluntly: "Don't expect any gentlemanly manners from me."

"Mr. Rand is really straightforward." Kafka asked with a smile, "Do you hate me? Oh, how about playing a game, truth or dare?"

"Sincerely?"

"Ask each other two questions. One answer must be true and the other false." Kafka put the things in her hand on the long bench, sat down and said, "Of course you can break this rule. This is a kind of game in itself. It can also increase our understanding and promote cooperation, right?"

"Whatever." Alex asked, "Was that your first question?"

"Hmm~"

He looked at Kafka and said, "It's not that I hate you, it's that I'm wary and cautious. A beautiful woman like you, when she tells lies, will often eat up all the bones of a man."

To be honest, he and Kafka have a cooperative relationship, so he doesn't hate them too much. From the news he got from Cocolia, the Star Core Hunters did "raise money". If he really hated her, he would not choose to cooperate. But on the other hand, he didn't dare to get too close to Kafka, and no one knew what would happen. Even if Kafka suddenly pushed him back one day, his first reaction would be "It's just Elio's mission."

How could I not be on guard?

She has no self, she is just an actor performing on the stage.

"Should I say it's an honor?" Kafka spread her hands and said, "It's your turn."

"You want to tie me, Beloberg, to the Star Hunter's ship?"

Alex asked directly. And Kafka smiled and responded: "No, the Star Core Hunter is a ship destined to crash in the future. I will not do such a thing. Of course, some actions will cause such misunderstandings, but the Star Core Hunter really does not need friends. People in the future will need you and Beloberg as friends. It's my turn."

"If you don't hate me, then do you like me?"

Alex thought that what the other party said should be true. Everything Kafka did was for the future protagonist who had a star core in his/her body. For him/her, Kafka felt that she could do anything.

Hearing Kafka's question, Alex shrugged and said, "Disgusting."

Kafka suddenly laughed and said, "Mr. Rand really has a bad taste. In this way, it may make sense to say which one is true and which one is false."

"You asked the question yourself, so my question is," Alex asked, "Is the person of the future a man or a woman?"

"male."

It should be the heroine. Alex nodded, then I have to install some traps in the trash can.

"I'm going back." Having answered the question, Kafka stood up again and asked, "Is Mr. Rand free tonight?"

"No time, playing with my phone."

"I've been hearing this answer for a month."

"You've been asking for a month."

Every day Kafka would ask himself if he was free in the evening, and his answer was basically the same.

"Mobile phone, so fun?" Kafka looked at Alex in confusion.

"Don't underestimate the appeal of mobile phones to a rural left-behind child like me. If I wasn't afraid of not growing taller, I would play with them all night long."

"Okay, I'll keep asking until the day you get tired of your phone."

"...So, what do you want to do with me?" Alex glanced at Kafka. She asked him out every day. She must have bad intentions. Are you obsessed with younger men?

"The Golden Opera House." Kafka looked at the iconic building of Beloberg and said, "I want to play a piece of music with Mr. Rand. I wonder if I can have this honor?"

"just one time?"

"just one time."

"Okay, then I'll be free tonight."

Alex didn't understand why Kafka was so persistent in playing with me, so he said, "Ten o'clock, wait until the opera is over before going."

…………

The Golden Opera now has a new show every day, called "Cosmic Opera". In order to let the people of Beloberg know more about what is happening in the universe, the artists of Beloberg have also exerted their creativity to accelerate the local people's contact and understanding of new knowledge through the opera model. And ten o'clock, for this energy-deficient city, is the time to say goodnight to the world.

It won't be long before a curfew is imposed and some places will be forced to cut off power.

Of course, Alex was not subject to these restrictions. After the opera house staff had left, he forced his two daughters to sleep and came to the appointment alone.

He changed into a formal dress suitable for attending the banquet, which was a necessary respect for the performance.

Alex walked alone to the center of the stage, where the piano he had played a month ago to bid farewell to Theresa was. He walked over and began to tune it with ease.

Alex is very serious about music, whether it is guitar, piano, or other instruments, music is the only memory that runs through his reincarnations. So even after coming here, he has only held two concerts.

"I've listened to a lot of piano music." Kafka's voice came from the audience, saying, "Some people play the piano, but Mr. Rand doesn't play notes, but memories."

This is why Kafka always respectfully addressed the underage boy as "Mr. Rand". On the day she arrived at Belloberg, she had the honor of hearing Alex Rand's performance on the radio. This was one of the rare happy times in her memory.

"I thought the strings in your hand were props for killing people." Alex turned his head and saw that Kafka's dress tonight was completely different from usual. She wore a purple low-cut dress, gem earrings and a purple gem pendant. She no longer wore stockings and boots, but chose a pair of red high heels as a match.

The high heels made crisp sounds when they touched the wooden floor of the opera house. The reverberating footsteps were getting closer to the stage. Kafka smiled and said, "Whether it's killing people or playing music, it's the same."

She put the big box in her hand on the floor, found a white violin that matched the piano from among several violins, put on the bow, and gently played a note.

The sound of the violin was sometimes melodious and soft, and sometimes bright and high-pitched. Alex listened for a while, put one hand on the keys, and pressed down the accents at intervals, trying to find some feeling of ensemble.

"Well, it's almost done." After adjusting the piano again, Kafka said with a smile: "Shall we start, Mr. Rand?"

"Which song?" Alex took out his cell phone and prepared to search for music score.

"Canon in D major."

Kafka said, “You’ve played it before.”

"it is good."

Kafka turned around, facing Alex, and saluted with her skirt lifted.

There were no spectators today, only the two of them. Alex also stood up and returned the greeting to Kafka with his hands on his chest.

He sat down and Kafka placed the bow on the strings.

The first note was played by a melodious violin. Alex listened to Kafka's performance, pressing the keys more slowly and more lightly than during the solo, cushioning the sound of the violin.

Canon, polyphonic music, the melody of one part chases another part from beginning to end, constantly going back and forth, but the beauty of the melody does not make people feel monotonous, but instead has a sacred feeling - just like life and everything Alex has experienced, always in a cycle.