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

"Like Zishu, I prefer lies."

Xing spread his hands and said, "It not only saves Cocolia's face, but also makes us look helpful, even though we are still a bit like marginalized people."

"I'm sorry..." Bronya said guiltily, "I will definitely find a way to make it up to you."

March 7: "So you're going to choose a lie?"

"…This is the best choice. I feel sorry for the displaced and suffering people…and even more sorry for those who died because of my mother's order…"

Bronya's voice trembled, and she felt guilty.

"But as the successor of the Great Guardian, protecting Beloberg is my primary mission. I cannot watch the inheritance of civilization being cut off in my hands. Zishu is right. Gains always come at a price..."

Dan Heng also expressed his opinion at this time, nodding his head in agreement, "Lies are reasonable, but the price you have to pay for choosing the truth is something you cannot afford right now."

"Thank you... Thank you..."

Bronya bowed solemnly to the train crew.

"Oh, haha, there's no need to be so polite." Sanyueqi waved his hand and helped Bronya up. "We are adhering to the spirit of pioneering. Such trivial matters are not worth mentioning."

"Everyone, now that things here are over, we...we..."

Before Bronya could finish her words, she staggered and fell backwards, and was quickly caught by Seele.

"Bronya?!"

"Don't worry, her spirit was just corroded by the star core. She was able to hold on for a long time because of her strong will. After she relaxed, she couldn't hold on anymore. It's normal for her to faint." Zishu saw through it at a glance.

He could have woken Bronya, but there was no need.

Presumably, she hadn't slept a wink since returning from the lower area, and her body had long been stretched to its limit. A good, natural sleep would be more effective than anything else, and it could also calm her scattered emotions.

"Let's go back to the Iron Guard restricted area first, Xi'er. Please take good care of her."

Zishu's mind moved, and the red sword floated and grew larger.

"I will." Xier nodded.

Having had this experience once before, everyone jumped onto the Chifeng Sword one after another.

Unlike the tense mood when we came here, this time we don’t have to worry about being discovered, nor do we have to worry too much about sudden threats.

Optimist March 7th felt the familiar feeling of weightlessness return, and cheered with open arms——

“Wuhu~~Take off—the heroes return triumphantly!”

"Tsk, a shield support should behave like a shield support. The main C hasn't even taken credit yet, and you're already playing as a hero?"

"You are making fun of me again, haven't you heard that the most important thing in a war is logistics? I am not good at fighting, but at least I have contributed..."

"It's not enough. You have to help now. Why don't you give me a shoulder massage?" Xing said with a disdainful grin.

"Come on." San Yue Qi rolled his eyes at her. "If we have to help, we should help Zi Shu. If he hadn't arrived in time, we would have been crushed to pieces by the meteorite!"

As she spoke, she put her arms around Xingshuang's shoulders, and her small hands fell on Zishu's shoulders and began to massage them.

"How's the book? Is my strength okay?"

“…Okay.” Zishu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Xing didn't care and said thoughtfully: "Hmm...it seems that Ah Qi really has a talent in this area. When the massage shop opens, I will be the first to sign up for an annual membership."

"Still talking? You're almost there..."

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113. Where did you get this chair?

Iron guard restricted area.

"Reporting to the commander, all the injured have been properly transferred for treatment, and the list of the victims has been compiled. Please review it."

The iron guard who came to report handed over the post-war data, and his eyes couldn't help but move to glance at Shiluwa who was sitting on a strange white chair next to him.

Belloberg doesn't seem to have had this style of chair...

Jeppard quickly reviewed the post-war casualties and nodded silently. It was exactly the same as what Zishu said. His ability was indeed too outrageous.

"Thank you for your hard work. Inform the front lines not to let down their guard. No one can be sure whether the army of monsters from the Rift Valley may make a comeback." Jeppard said in a deep voice.

"Yes, sir!"

The Iron Guard walked out of the front-line command room swiftly.

Combat data reports came one after another, and Jeppard did not handle them very smoothly. After all, these were almost all the work of commanding Bronya, and he had to always be able to enter the battle immediately. The fatigue between his brows was visible to the naked eye.

"Do you want your sister to help you?" Shiluwa said with a smile.

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"No need... Some of them are military secrets. According to regulations, they cannot be known to non-Iron Guards." Jeppard replied dryly.

"That's the same excuse again."

Shiluwa shrugged, leaned back comfortably on the plastic chair, and closed her eyes to rest.

"By the way, where did you get this chair? It's so comfortable to sit on..."

Jeppard: "Mr. Zishu took it out."

"Zishu, that's not surprising." Thinking of that mysterious and magical man, Xiluwa nodded suddenly and said, "I wonder how they are doing now..."

The noise coming from the north of the snowfield not long ago was earth-shaking. The situation is worrying and the battle scene must be unprecedented.

Jeppard finally had time to catch his breath and twist his sore neck. "Trust them."

"I believe it, but——"

Before Xiluwa finished speaking, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the command room.

"Don't worry, we're fine."

The brother and sister were stunned, their eyes fell on the entrance of the command room, and they saw several people standing on top of the strange suspended swords, descending from mid-air.

Shiluwa jumped up from her chair excitedly and hurried to greet everyone.

"How are you, are you all okay? Uh, sorry, I may have asked a stupid question..." Xiluwa showed an embarrassed expression.

Bronya was unconscious, she didn't look like she was fine at all.

"I'm fine." Xing jumped to the ground first.

Jeppard frowned every day, "Sister, you are free now, go and call a few military doctors in the team to check the injuries of Mr. Zishu and Commander Bronya."

"…OK."

"No need." Sanyueqi waved his hands quickly, "We are not actually injured, and Bronya just fainted."

"How can that be possible? You are all the ones who helped Beloberg—"

"Really? Zishu also knows medical skills. We are so alive and kicking, how can we look injured? If there was a problem, he would have treated it for us long ago, right, Zishu..."

“Hmm…” Zishu felt helpless.

He is not a doctor, he can treat diseases but the nature is different.

"Then let's go in first. It's too windy and snowy outside." Xiluwa quickly made way.

Zishu nodded, put away the Chifeng Sword and followed everyone into the command room. He glanced around and stopped at the familiar chair.

"Seele, put Bronya on that chair. It will help her recover quickly."

“…that strangely shaped…white plastic chair?” Xier asked uncertainly.

"Correct."

Although she didn't know what was going on, having witnessed Zishu's extraordinary abilities along the way, Seele didn't think much about it and carefully placed Bronya on her back.

As soon as she put Bronya's hands on her thighs, she found that Bronya's frown relaxed.

This chair seems quite clever.

Some players never expected that they would see this scene when they returned to the Iron Guard restricted area after experiencing an explosive battle plot.

That familiar white plastic chair that is full of jokes makes it difficult to keep a straight face.

[The fog is over! Throwing tiles! ]

[Oh my god, before the fight with Cocolia, I thought that my words "Your days of doing whatever you want are over" were just a small joke, but I didn't expect that there was a bigger one to come. ]

[You never know how much more the screenwriter and copywriter can incorporate. ]

[By the way… the original plastic chairs are nothing special, and they are hard to degrade, so why does the sub-book say that they can be restored to their original state after sitting on them? ]

[There is an honest man in front, everyone, laugh at him. ]

[Happy! I didn't expect that there are newbies who think the plastic chair is the original? ]

[It seems out of place to see this in other second-party games, but when I think about this being a game made for fun, it suddenly seems completely normal.]

[Xi'er, the days of you doing whatever you want behind your wife's back are over, let Big Duck sit down! ]

[Why are there people with serious illnesses everywhere? ]

【…】

Xiluwa took a few military water bottles and distributed them to the people who had returned. Seeing that everyone looked relaxed, he knew what was going on.

"It seems that you have found the star core. Can you tell me what happened along the way?"

Hearing Shiluwa's question, Jeppard also pricked up his ears.

Zishu stretched out his hand, revealing a black round bead on his palm.

"This is the star core, which has been sealed by me."

"So this is what a star core looks like... Then what about Beloberg..."

Sanyueqi wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth with satisfaction and volunteered, "Hey, next, let the beautiful girl who is good at telling stories reconstruct everything that happened~"

Hearing this, Xier quickly gave San Yueqi a look.

San Yueqi of course understood and signaled her not to worry, saying that he knew what to say.

Xing raised an eyebrow: "Remember to describe my heroic fighting posture in a cool and handsome way."

"You guy..."

In San Yueqi's vivid narration, everything that Quilt Shu experienced after being sent away into the Echo Corridor was restored one by one through her words.

Especially when listening to the music in combination with some of the photos she took, the Landau siblings even felt like they were there.

Xing had already had a 0-eyed expression on his face. He tilted his head and looked at Sanyueqi, his face full of speechlessness and confusion.

Great! Everyone is working so hard, but I didn’t expect that someone is just slacking off and taking pictures.

It's outrageous.

In that situation, she was still in the mood to take photos. I can only say that she has a really big heart.

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In fact, except Danheng, everyone else, including Zishu, was curious about those beautifully taken photos.

Some angles don't look like they can be taken under normal circumstances.

After listening to the description of the grand battle, and finally to Cocolia's motivations and final outcome, both Shiluwa and Jeppard showed extremely complicated expressions.

Jeppard didn't think too much and didn't doubt the truth.

Shiluwa was different. She was a thoughtful girl and realized that there were some unreasonable things, but she didn't ask questions immediately.

114. The haze dissipates

But no matter what, the root cause of the disaster has been eliminated, and the cold wave era in Beloberg that has lasted for seven hundred years is coming to an end.

It’s just that… that good friend who used to talk to me about everything and who once had ideals as bright as the sun, can no longer come back…

"Shiluwa, why are you crying?" Sanyueqi was stunned.