Star Dome Railway: The opening performance of Taixu Sword God

"Then, how can we make the Thousand Worlds One Vehicle complete? It can't be just one door, right?"

[Return to the host, now unable to...]

“Bang bang bang——!!”

【…】

I saw Yan shaking off the snow on his body and knocking on the door crazily with the black abyss white flower.

"Isn't there something over here? I just can't see it."

"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang-!!"

Yan Huan kept groping, and it seemed that the outline was very huge, but this was the only door he could see.

[Please host stop your behavior...]

“Bang bang bang——!!”

【…】

The constant knocking made some outlines around the door slowly appear.

"Look, let me just say there is something."

Yan Huan climbed up directly and scratched around.

A knock here, a tap there.

"Bang bang-bang bang bang-!!"

【…】

Soon, a rusty outline finally appeared in front of Yan Huan.

It looks a bit like a scrapped locomotive.

It seemed like that door was barely usable.

[The system can upgrade Thousand Worlds One Vehicle (incomplete version) to Thousand Worlds One Vehicle (unstable version)]

[Please host to stop current behavior]

"Ah?" Yan Mou was confused, "It can still be upgraded."

"Well, let's get promoted."

[One Thousand Worlds One Vehicle is changing its form...]

"???"

Soon, the rusty locomotive emitted a dazzling light again.

The size seems smaller.

After the white light.

The scrapped locomotive has been upgraded into...

A tractor that is about to be scrapped.

Yan Huan: "..."

"Tell me, where is the upgrade?"

[Return to the host, you can open it]

"..."

Yan sat down on the driver's seat of the tractor, holding the rusty joystick and pressed the start button.

"Rumble... tap, tap, tap... bang... tap, tap, tap... bang... tap, tap, tap..."

There was a chaotic sound of engines, one after another.

The tractor started to move in an unsteady manner, driving through the ice and snow, emitting black smoke.

Yan Huan: "..."

"Tap, tap, tap... bang... tap, tap, tap... bang... tap, tap, tap..."

At this time, Yan was like an old man driving a scrapped tractor, sitting in the driver's seat and thinking about life.

He didn't notice anything moving in the snowdrift ahead.

The tractor drove in the direction of the snowdrift, and a handful of blue hair emerged from the snowdrift.

After hearing the sound of a tractor, a head popped up.

He stared at the huge thing in front of him and said in shock:

"This, this, this... no, how could someone drive a tractor on the snowy field!"

The man named Sambo jumped out of the snowdrift and stared blankly at the old man in the driver's seat.

"This old man...no, that person, yes, it's him, it's him! It's him!"

Sang Bo happily stood in front of the tractor and waved, trying to attract Yan Huan's attention.

"Hey, hey, hey, stop, stop, I..."

"boom--!!"

The tractor ran over old Sambo's body directly.

Sambo: "..."

"Hey, did I hit something just now?" Yan scratched his head, still pondering the buttons on the driver's seat.

"Oh, this is reverse driving, right?"

When Sambo finally climbed out, a huge black shadow enveloped him again, and he said in a daze: "Huh?"

"boom--!!"

There was another loud noise from behind the entire tractor.

Yan Huan turned around and looked at the back of the car, "What's the movement?"

The tractor slowly backed up, and a sound of "cluck-cluck!!" was heard from the bottom of the vehicle.

It seems to be broken somewhere.

After the tractor drove away, old Sambo got up again.

He quickly held down his arm and adjusted his bones in disbelief:

"Why does a tractor that is about to be scrapped have such quality?"

But at this moment, a familiar shadow enveloped him again.

Old Sambo had quick eyes and quick hands, and ran out as quickly as oiling the soles of his feet. After running far away, he still felt scared.

He looked back and suddenly found that the tractor was coming again, and there was a huge white circle in front of him.

"This white circle... is a space-time warping gate, isn't it?" Sang Bo stared at the white circle and said in shock.

While he was in a trance, the rumbling sound of the tractor approached again.

Sambo quickly ran to the front and waved his hands:

"Hey, hey, wait a minute, wait a minute buddy!"

"boom--!!"

Sambo: "..."

The tractor rolled over again.

But this time, Yan Huan saw Sang Bo.

He sat in the driver's seat, his eyes widened: "Fuck, fuck, fuck, I hit someone, it's over!"

He was a little at a loss and just wanted to get off the tractor to check the situation, but the entire vehicle had already entered the white circle.

The cold wind howled.

"Rumble... tap, tap, tap... boom, rumble... tap, tap... bang..."

After the tractor passed through the white circle, it was still driving in the snowfield.

But the surrounding snow seems to be much thinner.

"boom--!!"

The tractor seemed to hit something again.

This time Yan Huan directly held the black abyss white flower in his hand and got out of the car to check.

He found that what he hit was a box.

"Ah, box, what do you think it is?"

Just when he was about to leave, the black abyss white flower in his hand emitted a little bit of fluorescence, and a healing light slowly penetrated into the wooden box.

"Ok?"

Yan Huan, who noticed the abnormality, walked to the box and opened it.

There was a girl with a cute look on her face lying inside.

"You...who are you?" After seeing Yan Huan, the girl blinked and asked anxiously.

"Who are you? Are you going to dig into a wooden box to touch porcelain?" Yan frowned, "I drive this small tractor, so I'm not a wealthy owner by any means."

The girl shook her head and said aggrievedly:

"I, I'm not a porcelain person...I, I also forgot what I was doing here. I don't seem to remember anything."

Yan Huan was suspicious, but still pulled the girl out of the box and asked:

"Have you even forgotten your own name?"

The girl clenched her hands, her pretty face turned red, and she said sheepishly:

"As for the name, I still remember it."

She raised her head, her features clear and beautiful:

"My name is...Xilier."

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Chapter 43 Who do you look like?

"Okay, as long as your brain works well."

Yan Huan waved his hand and was about to get on the tractor with Heiyuan Baihua in hand.

At this time, Xi Lier grabbed him.

"Well, are you going to leave me?" she asked softly.

Yan Huan turned around and raised his eyebrows:

"What, we are not familiar with each other, how can we ignore this?"

"But you hit me with that big thing."

"Didn't I cure you?"

"But, I have lost my memory. I don't remember what I want to do."

"Then just wait here. Someone might come looking for you."

"But, it's very cold here." The girl tightened her sleeves and muttered.

Yan Mou fell silent.

He looked at the girl's clothes. Although the clothes were a little dirty, the material seemed to be quite good. Her family must be quite wealthy.

"Okay, I'll give you a ride. My tractor's performance is not good, so you can make do with it." After saying that, Yan Huan got on the tractor.

"Oh, oh." Hillier nodded and followed.

Soon, the tractor's engine rumbled again.

"Tap tap tap... bang... clang! Tap tap tap... bang... clang!..."