I am on the Star Dome Railway, and I have become a character on my own

A hint of reminiscence and remembrance flashed across Stine's sad face.

"It was a long time ago... About twenty years ago, my sister and I grew up in the orphanage in Rivet Town. We didn't leave even after we grew up. We stayed in the orphanage to help the director take care of those poor homeless children..."

"So you've been living in the orphanage in Rivet Town all this time?"

"That's right. After the Silver Mane Guards evacuated the lower level and completely lost contact with the ground, I did not leave the orphanage until..."

There was a flash of grief and sadness in Stine's face, and her voice fell.

"Until a few years ago, the entire Rivet Town was affected by the Rift. In order to survive and avoid monster disasters, everyone had to evacuate there and stationed in the Big Mining Area or Rock Town. Some people also drifted to the Mechanical Settlement..."

“Where did these photos come from?”

"We evacuated Rivet Town in a hurry, and we didn't have time to take many things with us. My sister, who was responsible for recording the growth of the children in the orphanage, was killed at that time. These photos... are her belongings."

"so…"

Zishu nodded slightly, and his hand, which was flipping through the photos repeatedly, suddenly stopped.

The little girl in the photo, her innocent face gradually overlapped with the image of a certain person. As I continued to flip through the photos, I found two more that were related.

Seeing the little girl being held in the arms of a woman who looked somewhat familiar, Zishu finally confirmed that he had grasped some key information.

The familiar woman was none other than Beloberg's current Grand Guardian, Cocolia Rand.

Even though he was in disguise, a little bit of questionable related information was enough for him to lock down something.

No wonder my instinct told me to take Bronya to the lower level area no matter what.

It turns out that Bronya is not from the upper class district at all, nor is she Cocolia's biological daughter. Her real birthplace is the lower class district, but no one knows why she was taken away by Cocolia.

Could it be related to the selection of successors to the Great Guardian?

I only heard Shiluva mention the selection of the Great Guardian on the day I first arrived, so I can't infer the truth based on that.

But none of this matters now. What matters is whether that woman, Cocolia, who took Bronya away and cut off the connection between the upper and lower areas, has some connection with the star core?

It’s hard to say... The nonsensical intuition is not wrong. If we want to solve the influence of the core of this planet, we need to start with Cocolia, the contemporary great guardian.

“Do you have any impression of these photos?”

Stinney took it curiously, observed it carefully for a moment, and frowned slightly, "I seem to have seen this gray-haired child several times, but I can't remember his name..."

"What about the grown woman?"

"I remember that many people said she was a wealthy lady on the surface. Because her husband passed away and she was unable to have children, she came to the orphanage in Rivet Town and adopted the gray-haired girl."

"How many years ago?"

"It's been more than ten years, I can't remember the exact year."

Zishu nodded and said, "As a reward for helping you, I'll take these photos with me. We'll say goodbye now."

Before Stini could say anything, she found that the sub-book in front of her had disappeared without a trace.

Thank you, Mr. Sambo Koski.

She remembered the name silently.

……

Zishu's solo actions are not part of the plot line, so players have no way of knowing.

At this moment, Sanyueqi and Xing, who found Danheng in the fighting club and fought with him to win the championship, can finally get the information about the star core.

Below the stage, the commentator Dr. Juju, holding the microphone, looked excited.

"Beautiful! The final winner is "Cold-faced Little Blue Dragon" - and two temporary audience members!"

Hearing this, San Yue Qi's expression turned speechless, "The audience...can't you come up with a nickname for us too?"

Xing Ling suddenly had an idea and said with a smile: "How about the unpopular little pink dragon? It's very suitable for you, March."

"Uh..." Sanyueqi was even more speechless, "Forget it, it's in very bad taste."

Dr. Dig Dig shouted, "The champion will receive a precious star box. Please go to the registration office to collect it after the game."

Xing and Danheng fell into deep thought, while Sanyueqi waved excitedly, pulled Xing away.

"Come on, come on, don't waste time, let's go to the registration office!"

Dan Heng put away his spear and followed the two men.

When they arrived at the registration office and saw the reward called the Star Box, Xing and Dan Heng felt surprised, but it was also reasonable.

Only San Yueqi was dumbfounded. He looked at the gray and black stones in the big wooden box, scratched the back of his head blankly, and turned his gaze to the person in charge of registration.

"You call these stones star cores?"

"You don't know this. This is not an ordinary stone, but an extremely rare thing from outer space: meteorite iron. I heard that the noble Amber King needs meteorite iron. Whether it is forging weapons or armor, meteorite iron is a very precious auxiliary material."

"But does this have anything to do with the word 'star core'?" Xing asked doubtfully.

"Of course there isn't. Products from the stars are usually stored in sturdy wooden boxes. Over time, boxes or crates are used as units when trading meteorites. Gradually, people call them star boxes for short. We are not lying. Even children know this."

Star: "o(?^｀)o"

March 7: "?_?"

Dan Heng: “One︿One”

41. Aha, I want to draw a lottery

Finally, San Yue Qi sighed and spread his hands, letting Xing put away the box of meteorite.

"We have been wandering around the lower area for quite some time, but in the end, we still can't find any clues related to the star core."

Xing: "Sister, you believe the words of children too much."

"Ah! You're talking like a child again!" Sanyueqi raised his eyebrows and glared at Xing, "It's better to have a goal than to wander around without a goal... By the way——"

She seemed to remember something and slammed her fist on her palm. "We forgot that Zishu can tell fortunes. Maybe he can give us some clues if we ask him, right Danheng?"

Dan Heng: "..."

"Why aren't you talking? Hey, I forgot one thing again. Dan Heng, why did you come to participate in the fighting competition?"

"Suddenly someone shot an arrow at me from the dark. There was a note tied to the arrow, which roughly meant that if I participated in the Fighting Club competition and won the championship, I would be able to get clues about the star core." Dan Heng took out the paper.

Xing and the other two came over and looked at the handwriting carefully, shaking their heads.

"The tone sounds a bit mean, you might have been tricked." Xing guessed.

"maybe."

Dan Heng fell into deep thought. He didn't know if he remembered it wrongly or not, but he seemed to have heard someone speaking in a similar tone before.

Who on earth is it…

"Hey, look! Isn't that the guy over there who tricked us in the snowfield before?" March 7th suddenly pointed to a place not far away.

Xing and Dan Heng looked in the direction and found that the departing figure was very familiar and quickly overlapped with the figure in their memory.

"We have to thank him very much." Xing smiled with narrowed eyes.

Dan Heng looked at her with his eyes downcast, a hint of habit in his silence.

March 7: "???"

Did she have a problem with her brain from sleeping so hard that she thanked Sambo?

"Chase." Dan Heng said in a deep voice: "I don't think his appearance here is a coincidence."

I finally remembered where the vulgar tone that permeated the words on the note came from. Sangbo, whom I met in the snowy field, had spoken in a similar tone.

Who knows, this note might have been given by Sambo.

The three of them chased straight out of the fight club, but looked left and right but could not see any sign of Sambo.

"That guy can't run far, let's look around for him."

……

"Aha, I want to draw a lottery."

"Come on, come on, it's your turn now!"

The smiley mask swayed twice, and a large lottery turntable appeared in front of Zishu's face. The appearance was a little different from the first time he saw it.

"Hurry up and draw the card, there is definitely no empty one, I wish you make a fortune~~" The smile on the mask was very exaggerated, and one could see that he was somewhat impatient.

"Of course I have to draw, but can you tell me why this turntable only has one area?"

"The mysterious turntable contains all of Aha's wealth and extremely precious collections. It is impossible to divide them into equal areas for display."

"Now that you've said that, based on your birth level, I'll probably only get useless junk, right?"

Looking at the four big words and two punctuation marks written on the button, Zishu's eyes couldn't help but twitch.

[Original God, activate! 】

It makes people wonder whether pressing this button will take you to Teyvat.

“Yes, when you draw the lottery, it’s best to shout out ‘Genshin Impact, start!’ The louder you shout, the higher the chance of winning the best prize!”

"Really..." Zishu's finger paused above the button.

"Hey hey hey hey...it's just a joke, it's fake, fake, don't shout!"

"Oh, then don't shout." Zishu punched the button.

Seeing this, the smiling face on Aha's mask paused for a moment.

Oh shit, told Mr. Lingshi to stop shouting, and he actually stopped shouting, which is so sad.

But soon, Aha laughed even more happily.

It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter. The clever Mr. Lingshi has seen through his tricks. Ah—it’s so pleasant. I feel like my brain is going to tremble!

After about ten seconds, the pattern flashing at the speed of light on the surface of the turntable gradually stopped and finally froze.

It was a sheathed long sword.

"Wow! Congratulations to Mr. Lingshi for drawing the top treasure - Yan Mo Dao... er... Two-week Youth Trial Edition (Hi! Are you happy? Are you happy?"

Zishu stretched out his hand and caught the Yama Sword that appeared.

“(﹁ ﹁ ) → Let’s not talk about whether you are happy or not for now. I am asking, were you gloating over someone else’s misfortune just now?”

"I swear in the name of the Star God - of course... yes! Hahahaha~~ Come on, Mr. Lingshi, hit me, step on me, don't pity me just because I'm a delicate flower, use force!"

Just when Aha thought he could enjoy that moment of happiness again, the expected comfort did not come.

For a moment, the smiling expression on the mask instantly turned into one of aggrieved expression.

Alas... could there be anything more boring than looking at Mr. Lingshi with a square face?

"You are rewarded, get out of here now."

Zishu struck Aha with a knife, splitting the mask in half.

"It feels good! Thank you so much~~"

Ah Ha's aggrieved expression instantly turned into joy, as if he had hit the suburbs and was in the most ecstatic moment, and then disappeared swiftly.

Zishu gripped the scabbard tightly, feeling the skills he could use.

Ahaha's mouth is a lie.

I didn't expect to get anything good in the first place. To put it nicely, this Yama Blade is a youth trial version, but to put it bluntly, it's a shoddy fake, maybe even one that came off an assembly line and is of no use.

It has all the necessary skills, but they are all censored versions. What’s even more maddening is that they are fake and have a time limit.

It is worthy of being the reward given to the top-level people in the galaxy.

Whatever, it’s better.

Throwing the knife into his private space, Zishu sensed the coordinate symbol on Danheng's body and quickened his pace.

After a few minutes, Danheng's voice could be heard from a distance, but the voice at the back made him stop temporarily.

Isn't that Sambo's voice? It seems that he is quite agile and he got rid of the control of the Silver Mane Guards so quickly.

There are many people in this galaxy who cannot believe, including the Joy Cultists.

Zishu curled the corners of his mouth and listened quietly, wanting to know if Sambo would play any tricks.