Star Dome Railway: The opening performance of Taixu Sword God

The surrounding staff kept passing by, and Yan Huan was quietly waiting for their responses.

“So, that’s how it is.”

After a while, Ji Zi was the first to react: "I understand."

She regained her kind smile.

March , who reacted, was very shocked:

"Star core? They stuffed a star core into a living person's body?!"

March groped Yan Huan's body, trying to find any abnormalities.

"Yan Huan, are you okay? Can you still speak? Tell me how you feel now. Are you about to mutate?"

Faced with March 's unfounded suspicion, Yan Huan gave a confident smile:

"Joke, mutation?" Yan Huan turned his back to everyone and stood on a mechanical-style bench with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the Milky Way outside the window:

"How can a mere star core control my race? As the mainstay of mankind, it is no problem to suppress a small star core!"

March : "But there seems to be a strange smell on your body. I smelled it just now."

"Oh, the situation was a bit rushed just now. I solved it on the floor of the cabin. My clothes may have got a little stained on it. It's not harmful. Just wipe it off. By the way, which one of you brought some paper?"

Yan Huan lowered his head and squinted at everyone.

What was returned was complete silence.

Chapter 4: A mere empty pawn, nothing to mention

Black Tower Space Station, base module.

The invasion of the Antimatter Legion is still not over.

In the corridor, every department member is very busy.

There is shipping information.

There are online purchases of Star Destroyers.

Some people panic and choose their own way.

There are also those who sing loudly.

“Ohhhhhh~~~”

Dong dong dong dong dong——! !

Finally, someone got impatient and beat the room where the singing was coming from frantically.

Accompanied by the violent knocking on the door was the childish voice of Naili:

"Stop singing——! The stationmaster asked me to urge you to finish washing quickly and then go support Captain Alan!"

Soon, the sound of water in the room stopped.

The door opens.

A young man wearing a new black long coat and a calm face came out.

Don't forget to close the door.

Yan Huan sighed: "Oh, actually it doesn't hurt if I don't wash. They are just making a fuss out of a molehill."

The person who came to encourage Yan Huan was a little girl named Wen Shiling.

Her height didn't even reach Yan Huan's legs. If she didn't speak, she wouldn't even notice where she was.

Wen Shiling looked at Yan Huan's arrogant look with disdain:

"Are you Yan Huan? I didn't expect you to be pretty good-looking."

I have to say, Yan Huan's face is really good.

He's actually quite handsome.

Of course, it would be better if there is nothing wrong with your brain.

"Oh, it's not worth mentioning!"

Hearing the compliment, the corners of Yan Huan's mouth rose crazily.

While Wen Shiling was taking him on the road, he was arrogant and even shook his windbreaker when nothing happened, showing off his coquettish look.

When passing staff saw the two of them, they also stayed away.

It's like seeing a psychopath.

Wen Shiling also noticed this, her mouth twitched slightly, and she looked at Yan Huan with a gloomy look:

"Hey, can you walk more normally? A lot of people are looking at you, isn't it embarrassing?"

Faced with Wen Shiling's rebuke, Yan Huan smiled and showed an expression that she thought was incomprehensible:

“I’ve been doing the same thing for my entire life, so why should I explain it to others?!”

Come on, he is now at the first level of command.

Not to mention dominating the Black Tower Space Station, but walking arrogantly is not a basic thing.

What's more, his martial arts has reached a great level, and he doesn't even pay attention to the mere soldiers of the Anti-Material Corps.

But in Wen Shiling's eyes, these are just the man below. She sneered in a childish voice:

"Oh, you should really learn more from Mr. Capote. You two are really in the same world."

When Yan Huan heard this, he couldn't help but was stunned. He stopped walking and his expression was very serious:

"Who is Capote? Is he one-tenth as handsome as me?"

After hearing the question, Wen Shiling snorted.

"Heh, are you worthy of comparing with Master Bo?"

Immediately afterwards, the little girl introduced her idol with a look of longing:

"Master Capote, he is the greatest being in the Black Tower Space Station. At least in the minds of our fans, he is the only light!"

Wen Shiling led the way while telling the legendary life of "Master Bo" with great joy.

She danced, did a few backflips, and crawled on the ground.

It was said that it was to show Yan Huan the coquettish movements of Master Bo when he faced the enemy.

Like a deformed species.

"You know, Mr. Bo once used to..."

Yan Huan: "..."

She knew all kinds of "Bo Shao"'s miraculous and glorious deeds and classic quotations by heart.

With a stupid smile on his face, he couldn't even notice the snot flowing from his nose to his chin.

"Hey hey hey hey...I'll tell you again."

When the nearby staff saw Wen Shiling's startled look, they all got out of the way.

Yan Huan also secretly took a few steps back, keeping a distance.

This kid.

Mostly useless.

At this age, you should do more homework and prepare well for the transition from primary school to junior high school.

As the two of them walked, the surrounding scenery slowly changed.

Along the way, Yan Huan was stunned not to notice the shadows of March and Dan Heng, not even the stationmaster Esda.

What I see the most is.

A group of staff members were wrapped in bandages and gritted their teeth to carry the stretcher, on which lay other dying staff members.

They hurried past Yan Huan with the smell of blood and disinfectant.

Yan Huan didn't know what the space station was like in the past, but at this time, it was already in depression.

The smashed screen lay crookedly aside.

There are several large potholes in the aisles from time to time, so you can only walk around them.

There were several staff members wrapped in blood-stained bandages, sitting on the roadside panting slightly. Their expressions were tense, which was completely different from Wen Shiling's endless talk.

This place has just experienced an unprecedented crisis. People they knew well died and were injured.

There was a solemn look on everyone's face.

No matter which world we live in, human beings will inevitably experience suffering.

Once upon a time, there was a law of heaven that allowed people to do whatever they wanted, and there was a law to do whatever was wrong and do evil.

And now, there is another Star God standing at the top of the food chain.

"Human beings are so difficult." Yan Huan felt sad for the human race.

There is a Star God, so it doesn't matter.

The existence of a star god who exists only for "destruction" is the misfortune of all things.

If you don’t plan for anything, you just plan for everything to wither.

The reason is that the universe is going to end anyway, so why not speed it up?

The virtual pawns of these anti-matter legions are the younger brothers of the Star God of Destruction.

Wen Shiling, who was walking directly in front, still led the way slowly, and at the same time, she never stopped talking:

"Do you understand the greatness of Master Capote?"

Yan Huan was helpless: "Since you said so, I will reluctantly admit that Spinach is one ten thousandth of my strength."

Wen Shiling: "..."

The two of them had already reached their destination, and the crystals surrounding the cracked world were getting stronger and stronger.

In the dark corridor ahead, there were waves of low roars.

Wen Shiling turned around, raised her head, and said dissatisfiedly to Yan Huan: "It's Mr. Bo, not Spinach! Also, you are jealous of Mr. Bo's reputation, but you will never be able to reach his height."

The tender voice of children can be clearly heard at this time.

Yan Huan smiled and said nothing more.

Just half a second after Wen Shiling finished speaking.

"Qiang——!!"

A flash of knife light flashed towards the little girl's head.

"what……!!"

At that moment, Wen Shiling's pupils shrank sharply!

She held her breath and stared blankly as the blade touched her eyeball.

Fear, fear, despair.

At that moment, they grew up in my heart like a tide.

He instinctively moved his legs to escape, but at this time his legs were as heavy as lead.

Just when the corners of Wen Shiling's eyes were bloodshot and her whole body was stiff.

"Cang——!!" The sound of gold and iron came in front of me.

One hand held the sharp blade tightly, like an iron vice.

The little girl looked at this scene blankly, her legs became weak, and she soon lost her center of gravity and fell to the ground.

"Weird, monster...!!" Wen Shiling shouted.

The person Yan Huan grabbed the blade with his bare hands was a virtual pawn hiding in the dark.

"Tch, what a fuss."

Yan Huan directly launched a left kick towards the empty pawn who was making a sneak attack.