Star Railroad: Great Guardian of Beloberg

Whenever this song is played, Alex thinks of every person he has met in his life and every separation that has come.

In the first few seconds, Kafka was concentrating on playing the song. She felt that she and Alex had a good rapport, and even without rehearsal, it was still seamless. But she still felt that something was missing, until...

The moment the piano sound began to get louder, she opened her eyes, which had been closed, and looked at Alex who was playing the piano. She saw a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

She seemed to be watching the birth of a new life, seeing a new encounter, and the kind of happy memory that was difficult to conceal in the music.

Yes, that's it.

Kafka closed her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth slightly. What she wanted was to resonate with this memory. Her body swayed gently on the stage to the rhythm, and the strings in her hands became happy under the guidance of the piano.

She seemed to see herself meeting her beloved for the first time, happy for the encounter, becoming a parent for the first time, happy for the birth of a new life. She seemed to see her children getting married for the first time, happy for the inheritance of life. She was like an elegant purple butterfly, playing the strings and matching the crisp and cheerful piano sound.

Sure enough, music can bring back many good memories. And memories of...

As the cheerful chapter was coming to an end, the tone of the violin suddenly became higher, and every eight beats, another violin joined the ensemble, gradually suppressing Alex's piano.

Violin quartet? Alex followed the rhythm of the violins and pressed the strings. He opened his eyes and found that Kafka's ring was pulling several strings. All the violins she brought were playing. Moreover, after a smooth transition, the violins suddenly changed and became sharper, like a cold wind in winter.

Vivaldi's Four Seasons - The first chapter of Winter? (Kafka PV background music)

Alex's fingers stopped on the piano keys. He glanced at Kafka, who was swaying like a clockwork puppet to the beat of the notes. And then...

A series of jumping bow climaxes as fierce and swift as bullets, as if the cold winter wind is blowing towards you!

She is laughing wildly!

Killing intent! Naked killing intent! Alex's paused fingers finally pressed down on the piano keys, and the dense piano music followed the cold wind. In that instant, he seemed to see Kafka killing people, no, it should be called slaughtering. She was like an elegant executioner, cutting off the lives of everyone who stood in her way!

The only thing this woman has done since she was born, the only thing she is good at, is killing people!

At this moment, Kafka was like a spider, weaving a web, waiting for an opportunity to give its prey a fatal kiss! If it were any other pianist, they would have been frightened by her murderous intent, and would have been like a puppet, following her hanging silk strings and playing the notes helplessly. But Alex was not one of them.

Death was not something he needed to fear.

Alex's black hair flew up, and after he pressed the black and white keys hard to make an accent, the ice and snow instantly solidified into another pair of hands, pressing on the other side of the piano!

Vivaldi's Four Seasons - Summer. The scorching summer instantly dispelled the cold winter brought by Kafka, and the piano keys that flowed like water instantly quadrupled Kafka's body. She turned around, opened her eyes and faced Alex, who was playing the piano for four hands.

The murderous intent in the harsh winter turned into a fierce battle in the summer!

She had already resonated through the music that Alex in front of her had killed as many people as she had. It was like a great general leading thousands of soldiers on the battlefield in ancient times!

The piano sound slowed down, and Kafka walked towards Alex step by step, playing a fierce high-pitched solo, as fierce as thunder in summer.

When the piano sounded again, Kafka stopped moving forward. Alex had already turned his head to look at her, and the notes of the four-hand concert were beating down like a summer rainstorm.

Although the two were playing an ensemble, neither of them wanted to be a supporting role!

The melody moved quickly from high to low, then from low to high, and then from high to low, repeating like an overwhelming force. Kafka did not give in in this fierce rhythmic confrontation, and moved closer and closer to Alex, until the distance between Kafka, who was bending over to play the violin, and Alex, who was sitting and playing the violin, was only the last 10cm.

The two of them had provocative smiles on their lips, and no emotion could be seen in their eyes. The purple-haired beauty and the black-haired boy stared at each other, and the music kept repeating the most intense melody. The deadly thread began to wrap around the boy's neck, and the cold ice spikes gradually grew towards the beauty's throat.

In the fierce and repeated confrontation, like a sudden stop of rain, the end of the chapter came to an end.

thump—

A stage light fell to the ground with a loud noise, and the curtains on the stage turned into pieces of cloth and fluttered down. All the strings of the other violins Kafka brought broke, leaving only the one in her hand. She looked at Alex, who was so close and steady in front of her, and leaned forward and whispered in his ear: "I want to eat you."

Alex smelled Kafka's perfume and said into her ear, "I just want to spank you."

"Heh." Kafka hadn't been as happy as she was today for a long time. It was as if every capillary in her body was opened. She smiled and said, "You have to grow up quickly. I don't want to add another crime of attacking minors to my list of crimes, little brother."

The piano sounded again, and the simple and warm rhythm of Canon echoed in the concert hall again. But this time, it was not the same joy as before. It was like...

It was the same song I heard that night.

Kafka sat on the piano bench, back to back with Alex, and re-set the bow. This time she did not try to grab it, but followed the piano's touching memories, plucking the strings and asking:

"You seem to have been through a lot of separations."

She seemed to see: Alex was saying goodbye to people with a smile, seeing them off one by one, and finally, it was others who saw him off. He also smiled and told others not to cry.

"You seem to be used to being alone."

He seemed to see Kafka holding an umbrella and standing in the city with tall buildings, watching people passing by and leaving. She stood there all the time, never moving a step.

In the loop, Canon also entered the end. Alex raised his hand, and Kafka also put down the strings. They stood up, turned around, and looked at each other face to face.

The two stood on the stage which was in ruins, saluted each other and took their bows.

"You're more interesting than I thought, Mr. Rand."

"Really?" Alex responded, "You too, ma'am. Of course, I will still send you the bill for the Golden Opera House's compensation."

Kafka was no longer burdened by debt, so she spread her hands and said, "Whatever you want."

Tonight, she is very happy.

Chapter 32 Want to go to the universe? My boy

"Good morning, Mr. Rand."

After the curtain call yesterday, the two of them left separately. Of course, the Golden Opera House was under emergency repair today and performances were suspended. Alex had just gotten up and was watching the little girls dancing with swords and guns while eating breakfast when Kafka came over with a smile on her face and sat down in an empty seat next to him.

"Oh, morning."

After last night's "intense" exchange, Alex's opinion of her changed a little bit - from a fatal beauty to a fatal beauty full of mystery. The smile on her face was just like the tight clothes she wore, full of attraction that made people want to take a look.

It's just that Alex has met many women, and he knows people with this kind of personality.

If someone is really important to her, she would probably be willing to do everything for him. However, Alex is not arrogant enough to think that this person is himself. The most important person in Kafka's eyes now is probably the heroine who has not yet embarked on the journey.

"I'll transfer the repair fee to you." Kafka mentioned, and Alex immediately shouted: "Peña, pour a cappuccino for our Ms. Kafka!"

He likes people who are rich and generous.

"Thank you. Some more scones please."

"Peña~ Arrange it."

Alex took out his phone and checked his receipts. He was really generous and gave full compensation. Kafka looked at Alex's happy expression and teased: "Then I'll give you the money. Will there be a chance for cooperation next time?"

"Just give me the money."

However, playing with Kafka is a very exhausting thing. Alex felt like he had fought a whole night. Although it was quite satisfying, he was really tired. Every nerve had to be stretched to prevent the spider silk from entangled in his body. Kafka should not be much better. She got up an hour later than usual today.

"Then I'm really looking forward to it." Kafka took a sip of the freshly poured cappuccino and said, "I still have many songs I want to collaborate with Mr. Rand on."

"How long do you plan to stay?" Alex asked the question that concerned him most.

"It will take at most a year for someone else to take my place." Kafka looked up at the bright sky and said, "It's nice here, but I have a lot to do. Don't worry, Mr. Rand, I'll come back to take over as soon as I'm free. I like the clothes and music here. And of course, you."

There was something different in her eyes when she looked at Alex. After all, she had a very satisfying experience last night.

"Oh."

You can't take this seriously. Last night, while playing the piano, you wanted to kill someone. Who knows if your love is like that of a praying mantis—the kind that really eats. Alex said casually, "Thank you for your love."

Kafka was a very charming woman, Alex couldn't deny that, but this charm was fatal, and if he was not careful, he would become her plaything.

Seeing that the officials and businessmen were gradually surrounding the garden again, Alex shook his head helplessly. He escaped yesterday, but he couldn't escape today.

"If you're coming back." Alex put down the cup, stood up and said, "Please bring me some fairy happy tea."

Kafka felt that although Alex was still not very polite, he seemed less wary after a night than before, and even welcomed her to come again. She smiled and said, "Okay, I will prepare some next time I go to Xianzhou."

Xianren Happy Tea is Xianzhou’s specialty – milk tea.

It's really interesting. It's like a piece of music, and the rhythm has just begun. Kafka looked at Alex and went to handle his business honestly, thinking: I don't know what the climax between us will end like.

However, she couldn't stay here forever.

After staying for a while, I have to go back to take care of the children.

For Kafka, a grand movement spanning more than ten years and involving the entire universe has just begun.

A few years is just a blink of an eye in the universe. The hammer of the Star God of Preservation Klipper is still falling and has not yet hit the wall that resists disasters. The Star God of Nothingness IX is still dozing off. The Antimatter Corps under the Destruction is still destroying all living things. The Hunting Followers are constantly hunting down the remnants of abundance. But for Yalilo VI in a corner of the universe, a few years is enough to bring about great changes.

"Is the news true?"

"Of course, would I lie to you about something like this?"

Eight years had left no trace on Kafka's face. She was still as beautiful as she was back then. At this moment, she sat at the table in the Guardian's office, looking at Alex whom she hadn't seen for three years, and said with a smile, "You are more handsome than before, Mr. Rand."

"Thank you for the compliment." Alex, who was already 21 years old, had grown into a handsome man. He had a well-proportioned figure, a stern face, and mysterious black hair and pupils. Kafka couldn't help but move closer and asked with a smile, "Have you found a partner?"

In recent years, Alex has been busier than he imagined. Even though he has contracted most of the affairs to the "secretary group" he has formed, with the influx of cosmic civilization, Beloberg has undergone tremendous changes every day, and this change has brought not only progress, but also conflicts and disputes. Even if he wants to give up, sometimes he has to show the dignity and attitude of a guardian and quickly resolve disputes.

Fortunately, Bronya finally grew up, and he could finally relax a little.

"No." Alex looked at Kafka. He had known her for eight years. She had lived in Beloberg for two of those years, and stayed in Yalilo VI in exchange with other star core hunters for the rest of the time. He spread his hands and said, "Didn't someone say they would wait until I grow up? I'm not in a hurry."

"Thank you for waiting for me." Kafka turned her head and looked out the window. In the past eight years, Beloberg looked exactly the same as before. The architectural style and people's lives seemed to have not changed at all. However, she could see at a glance that the flame of hope was burning in people's eyes.

It has been three years since I last saw him. My biggest impression is that the upper area is now full of people, including the old city area that was once sparsely populated. Now all the people have moved above ground. And the underground area can no longer be called a mining area.

It should be called a secret industrial area.

Even on the cliffs of the iceberg, she could sense the deadly weapon hidden beneath the snow.

Everything that the Star Core Hunters looted, stole, or sent to them is here. This group of people living in desperate situations wish they could treat one day as ten and make rapid progress.

"But we still have to wait for a while." Kafka showed a look of regret and said, "In more than a year, the gears of fate will start turning."

"Oh, then I won't wait."

Alec said nonchalantly, "I'm going to find a new love. You know, there are many beautiful and rich girls in the universe. As a gentleman, I need to give them companionship to fill their emptiness."

Kafka held her chin in her hand and said, "Then I will be very sad. If I have to choose the first person to spend my life with, you are my only choice at the moment, Mr. Rand."

Kafka's words were often very straightforward. She never hesitated to express her admiration and love for Rand, and this had been the case for several years. However, no one knew how much truth there was in her direct words.

"Let's talk about the past later." Alex interrupted the two people's ambiguous chat and said, "Since the news is true, we should make preparations."

"Actually, there's no need to make any preparations." Kafka said with a smile, "Even if the Annihilation Gang comes here, they will only run into tough opponents."

This time Kafka was not here to change shifts, but to bring a message. The cosmic terrorists who believed in the Star God of Destruction, the Annihilation Gang, had noticed that there were still living beings on Yalilo VI. On the way to hunt down Kafka, they intercepted a transport ship used by the Star Core Hunters - which contained the coordinates of Yalilo VI.

For this place that was invaded by the Antimatter Corps hundreds of years ago but was not successfully wiped out, the Annihilation Gang, who considered themselves believers of destruction, naturally wanted to eliminate the unfinished destruction. Now, they are gathering people, preparing for interstellar travel, and launching a war of destruction.

Moreover, in order to prevent the Antimatter Legion from getting ahead and sharing the credit with others, they did not even tell anyone the information about Yalilo VI, and prepared to come here alone to launch destruction.

The hard bones Kafka was referring to were naturally Beloberg. She knew exactly how much stuff the Star Core Hunters had transported over the past eight years, which was enough to cultivate a civilization capable of traveling across the stars. Not to mention...

Cold Wave Cocolia, the "core" and "extra" member of the Star Core Hunter, would send any lethal gadgets she saw outside to Beloberg. If it weren't for the limited transportation capacity, she would have wanted to dismantle the production line and go home.

By the way, the wanted amount for Hanchao has reached 52 billion credits, almost the same as Kafka's eight years ago. Alex threatened to spank her after finding out, but she lacked the complacency that Hanchao was not Cocolia.

Making her the chief guardian would be a waste of her talents in some areas.

Of course, Kafka's bounty has doubled now. Every time I go out, I can see her bounty soaring.

"Let me guess." Alex looked into Kafka's eyes and said, "Did the Annihilation Gang get a Star Destroyer recently?"

"You really understand me, Mr. Rand."

Kafka picked up the teacup and covered the corners of her mouth that were raised a little too much.

really……

Alex looked at Kafka with a headache. What was the accidental interception of the transport ship? It was obvious that she deliberately released information to seduce the Annihilation Gang. So far, their cooperation has only one unfinished task - the Star Destroyer. And it is not easy for the Star Core Hunter to get a Star Destroyer. It is easy to attract powerful pursuit from some forces, and even let Beloberg on board burn in the flames of war.

After all the calculations, it turns out that the Anmie Gang, with whom they had countless grudges, had been involved.

Oh, and not many people in the universe care about them either.

"Listen to me, don't be angry." Kafka put down the teacup and said, "Yalilo VI is a place that is not observed by the company and other forces. If you want to rob a starship, this is the best place. Of course, I will fulfill my promise. When they arrive, the Star Core Hunters will go out together."

"That's a Star Destroyer." If the main gun opens fire, Yalilo VI will be gone. He let out a long breath, shook his head and said, "Tell me, do you want me to join your operation? I want to get rid of them before they arrive. We can't let the Star Destroyer appear near Yalilo VI with any hostility."

This is not the place to fight.

"Wait a minute." Alex looked at Kafka suspiciously and said, "Aren't you trying to say that if I take action, it will only be you and me, and the rest of you can just grab a star core? But I heard from Cocolia that you have been planning for a long time to get the star core within the sphere of influence of the Annihilation Gang."

"Well... I believe that with Mr. Rand's current strength, one person is enough." Kafka saw Alex rolling his eyes and said with a smile: "Of course, I look forward to working with you, so, do you want to go shopping together? My boy."

"where?"

"The planet under the Annihilation Gang - Yepera."

Chapter 33 New World-Yepela!

Although the Annihilation Gang claims to be believers of destruction, they are actually not welcomed by the God of Destruction, Nanook. Nanook and his antimatter army are practitioners of destruction. They have nothing to do with hatred or belief. They destroy everything wherever they go. This is true destruction. On the contrary, some members of the Annihilation Gang enjoy slaughtering and absorbing the joy of flesh and blood; some use plunder as an excuse to cover up their original intention of revenge; no matter how much they claim to be "servants of destruction", in essence, they are still slaves who cannot escape from their selfish desires.