Star Dome Railway, why are they also simulating!

[Because of the company and the family's statement, the boiling sea of ​​stars was forced to cool down as if countless ice cubes were suddenly thrown into it. Many people and forces stopped at this moment and only dared to peek at the Yalilo Galaxy from a distance of several galaxies, and did not dare to set foot on the journey to Yalilo-VI again...]

[But there are always people who are not afraid of giant forces like companies and families, and move towards Yalilo-VI with good or bad intentions——]

[The warriors of Bu Liren are on an expedition amidst the primitive war songs. In the gondola, a mourning man and a pure and beautiful knight clink their glasses with each other. The mirror in the cup ripples, reflecting the face of the person in the mirror.]

[But the Black Tower will never allow anyone to come to Yalilo-VI now... This planet is no longer the starry sea miracle it once was, but just a cold ruin. ]

[If someone comes to New Beloberg with bad intentions, the current Savior City may not have the power to save them...]

[Fortunately, Black Tower always has a solution. ]

The words on the light screen faded, and a few simple silhouettes flashed by:

Two giant ecological ships rushed out from the front and back of the galaxy, and star ships swarmed out like a swarm of bees, completely surrounding Bu Liren;

The uninvited Black Tower on the gondola's communication terminal was folding his arms indifferently, watching the pure and beautiful knight and the mourning pitiful person inside the gondola being wary of each other, but in the end they attacked together and attacked a bewildered patrol ranger -

But the ranger just left behind a broken smiling mask and then disappeared.

The silhouette on the light screen disappears, and new words appear on it:

[The Black Tower relied on the observation ability of the [Intelligence] Envoy to thoroughly analyze Bu Liren's detailed route, and delivered various ambush plans for Bu Liren to the Xianzhou Alliance through the company. In the end, Bu Liren was surrounded by Xianzhou Luofu and Xianzhou Yaoqing, and completely lost the opportunity to plunder New Beloberg.]

[Afterwards, Black Tower contacted Gondola and found a blue-haired mouse, which easily broke through the psychological defenses of the mourning people and bluntly said that a force that couldn't even organize its own team had no ability to provide help to others.]

[They began to self-discipline themselves, catching the Masked Fools one by one. The gondolas were parked several star systems away and no longer sailed towards the Yalilo star system.]

[Under the deliberate manipulation of the Black Tower, the carnival that had been boiling over the entire star sea was forced to end at this moment... Most people lost the opportunity to directly participate and set foot on the land of Yalilo-VI, leaving New Beloberg with a chance to catch their breath.]

[After that, the Black Tower migrated the think tank data of the Black Tower Space Station, personally created a new think tank AI, and manipulated the ruined New Beloberg, the ideal city, to resume operation. Under the endless energy of the star core, it reshaped all the chaos on this world city...]

[However, after a few months, New Beroberg has completely recovered to its pre-war appearance - except for the huge sword sea that you stabbed across dozens of city districts, New Beroberg has completely recovered.]

[In order to coexist with the Holy Sword, the Black Tower simply modified the city design and built a giant round table meeting hall for the "Sword of Savior" next to the Holy Sword. Several urban areas are shrouded in it, and the selection of the "Sword of Savior" organization is also being carried out in secret, and its prototype is about to be completely built. ]

[Time passed quickly, and New Beloberg used this time to recover his strength and was about to completely return to his pre-war state.]

[As time went by, there was still no news from New Beloberg. All those who were spying around the Yalilo galaxy gradually lost interest in the fallen star god on New Beloberg. Some people have already weighed anchor and set sail for the stars...]

[But just when everyone relaxed——]

[New Beloberg is in chaos. ]

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PS: There are too many plots in the new simulated universe. I can't even beat difficulty 5. After reading the plot, I started to revise the detailed outline. It's so slow to write...

Consider me taking one day off and I'll owe you another 4,000 words. Now I owe you 12,000 words. I'll prepare tomorrow and start updating the day after tomorrow.

Chapter 50 - The New Belloborg Religious Drama: Scene 4 (5k)

"Is this the New Belloburg Museum?"

The woman in the black velvet coat looked at the old town of Beloberg in front of her, which had been simply renovated but had not changed its original appearance at all. It was the most primitive "town" on Yalilo-VI today, and smiled at the guide beside her.

As the temporary curator of the New Belloberg Museum, Pella, who was both the intelligence officer of the Silver Mane Guard and also in charge of some diplomatic reception work, pushed his glasses and said seriously:

"Yes, this is the Old Belloberg, and it is also the History Museum of the New Belloberg..."

"Originally, no outsiders were allowed to enter or leave this place, but since you are distinguished guests from the company, you meet the special entry and exit requirements of Old Belloburg."

As she spoke, she swiped her pass at a piece of stone without any technological elements. Behind her, the silver-haired girl chewed bubble gum and tapped on the etheric light screen that appeared out of thin air in front of her. After a few taps, the door of Old Beloberg slowly opened.

Pera strictly followed the foreign guest reception regulations issued by the Black Tower and the entry and exit rules of Old Belloberg to complete the information registration on the data terminal. She led everyone along the familiar streets into Old Belloberg and pointed to the quaint building next to Alexandra Square in the administrative district.

"This is the Historical and Cultural Museum of the old Belloberg. It was originally built to commemorate the first Great Guardian, Alisa Rand, and the martyrs who sacrificed their lives in the battle against the alien invaders."

"Until a few years ago, Belloberg went through a great change..."

"We conquered nature, forged the earth with steel, and used colossi to clear away the snow. We moved the settlement away from the old Old Beloberg, and preserved the Old Beloberg as a historical monument in the very center of New Beloberg. Only then was this historical museum abolished and turned into the museum's No. 1 exhibition area: 'Great Guardian Memorial Hall'."

Pera said, and once again picked up her ID card, but this time she pointed it at the iron railing next to the museum...

The silver-haired girl behind her tapped a few times on the etheric light screen impatiently, bypassed the password lock and opened the door of the museum, complaining in a low voice:

"What on earth was Black Tower thinking, setting up so many complicated verification checkpoints? She used ten verification methods for just one door, all verifying the same ID!"

"Her treasure vault in the space station wasn't built this solid, but every gate in this old city, every vending machine door - even every trash can lid - is tightly locked with a combination lock!"

"How about we break through violently?" She suggested to the woman in the black coat, "Right now, the 'Sword of Savior' is in serious internal strife. Their own people are about to fight around the sword of the Star God. The Black Tower is busy with its own affairs and may not have time to cause trouble for us..."

"That's not what's written in the script." The woman in the black coat gently rejected the silver-haired girl's idea: "Have you forgotten your seventy-six game accounts?"

"Well, that was my carelessness..."

The girl was suddenly speechless, and she murmured a few words in a low voice, but soon shut her mouth and followed Pyra obediently.

Everyone followed Pera and walked through the vast museum lobby. Pera didn't realize anything was wrong. He adjusted his round glasses and pointed to a wide wall on the empty museum's inner wall. On it were eighteen exquisite portraits:

"Above are all the Great Guardians for more than 700 years since the establishment of Beloberg, except for the current Great Guardian Lady Black Tower..."

She said, starting from the first portrait in the upper left corner:

"The first great guardian was [The One Who Triggered Miracles] Alisa Rand, the true founder of Beloberg. Without her, there would be no New Beloberg today. "

"The second one is [Iron Fist] Svetlana, the leader of the Silver Mane Iron Guard and the defender and revitalizer of Beloberg. She integrated the scattered factions of Beloberg and made Beloberg united at that time;"

"The third one is Alexandra the Wise. She is the torchbearer of the underground world of Beloberg and a well-deserved pioneer. She unified the weights and measures of Beloberg and founded Beloberg University. The vast Alexandra Square outside was built to commemorate her..."

Listening to Pella's rambling introduction of everything in detail, the silver-haired girl shrugged:

"Is this in the script? Are we really going to have to sit through nineteen long, boring hymns?"

She gave a serious warning: "Even if Black Tower is in trouble now, it doesn't mean she will always be in trouble... We have to hurry."

"No, of course not." The woman in the black coat shook her head. "It's not in the script what we should do now... I think we should have some freedom to play."

As she spoke, she turned to look at Pera who was introducing herself seriously, smiled with curved eyebrows, gently lifted her chin, and looked into her eyes——

"Listen to me - you have now reached the end of your introduction. The reporter from Interstellar Peace Company has made a complete record and is waiting for your final introduction..."

The deep purple light outlined a dense spider web in Pella's eyes. She was in a trance for a moment, then shook her head and muttered softly:

"So I've already introduced it before, why did you accidentally bring it up again?"

"Well, I shouldn't have stayed up late to go to the band..."

She rubbed her chubby little round face to wake herself up, and quickly pointed to the last portrait:

"The eighteenth, [Changer] Cocolia, her achievements are innumerable. It was during her tenure that Beloberg successfully conquered nature and successfully repelled the invasion of the Antimatter Legion, causing the two Extinction Lords to completely perish in New Beloberg..."

"But that's not just her credit, is it?"

The woman in the black coat continued Pera's words:

"Cocolia is indeed an excellent leader, but she is powerless to turn Beloberg into what it is today... There is someone behind her, a very important person."

"That's right," Pera nodded gently, "That's what I'm going to introduce to you last, the most sincere belief of New Beloberg, not the Great Guardian of the Great Guardian—"

"The last president of the Beloberg Academy of Sciences, the [Savior] Star God Ron."

As she spoke, she swiped the ID card in her hand through the secret compartment beside her. The crisp sound of a mechanism opening and closing was heard, and the eighteen portraits of large guardians on the wall flipped and pieced together at this moment, forming a huge, exquisite portrait that occupied the entire wall.

There was a dynamic image flashing in the picture. Ron in it was holding up the holy sword. The blazing white holy light swept across, and endless disasters were annihilated under the sword and completely turned into black smoke.

Looking at the huge dynamic portrait that took up the entire wall in front of her, Pella raised her head proudly and introduced it in a very solemn tone, raising her voice by half a tone:

"As the true founder of New Beloberg, Ron's achievements are innumerable. Even if the achievements of the eighteen great guardians were added together, they would not be enough to compare with Ron's."

"He took the star core for Beloberg, removed the rift, built the star core energy hub, and turned the superconducting lines into the blood vessels of a giant city connecting every ground node on this planet;"

"He designed and implemented the Utopia Project, led the Beloberg people to clear the snow and wind, conquer nature, and build the New Beloberg, a miracle in the starry sea;"

"He solved countless puzzles, built a very rich think tank for New Beloberg, developed advanced intelligent machines that could be mass-produced, and injected enough cheap blood into New Beloberg, allowing this huge city to operate at a time when we were penniless;"

As Pera spoke, her tone was tinged with strong yearning and faith:

“Finally… before several great lords led their antimatter legions to attack New Beloberg like a wave and the flame of hope was extinguished, Ron saw through all the darkness of this sea of ​​stars, and finally opened up a path to [save the world] and ascended to the position of Star God.

"Although he was only a flash in the pan as a star god, his shining light still illuminated the entire sea of ​​stars at that moment..."

As Pera spoke, she closed her eyes and immersed herself in her own words, as if she was missing the second sun that once shone in the sky:

But the next moment, she opened her eyes, looked at the two people behind her, and asked seriously:

"I heard that the company is rather... harsh towards Star Gods other than the Amber King. I hope that when you two report on our beloved Lord Ron, you can be less critical of him because of his deeds..."

"Ah...well, we will."

The woman in the black coat responded absentmindedly, looking around at the tightly sealed souvenirs in the museum.

These old products were once the personal belongings of the great guardians. Many of the souvenirs represent a period of history that belongs uniquely to a certain great guardian, so they are placed in the display cabinets of the museum today, side by side with the portraits of the great guardians.

She looked towards the center of the hall. Just when the eighteen portraits of great guardians on the wall were flipped and pieced together to form a dynamic portrait of Luo Fu, the floor in the center of the hall opened and closed, and a small, exquisite storage cabinet protruded from it.

She pointed to the locker in the middle of the hall and asked Pyra:

"Look, what is that?"

"You mean Ron's souvenirs?"

Pera walked forward and opened the door of the locker:

"Everything in here is a replica of Mr. Ron's important legacy. There is a lantern representing destiny, a restrainer that restrains the star core, the cover of the giant city design, and a keychain made from the authority key of the old think tank AI..."

She casually took out an exquisite lantern and a cover design:

"Would you like a souvenir? In principle, all guests who can enter the museum can only take one souvenir before leaving. Since you two are reporters from the Interstellar Peace Company, I can take the initiative to give you one copy of each of these souvenirs..."

But the woman in the black coat just smiled and said softly:

"Listen... I think this trip to the museum is very interesting, but we don't need these souvenirs."

"Because the company manager asked us to work overtime, we were forced to leave early. As a guide at the museum, it's time for you to get off work."

"You should rest," she said softly, but unquestionably, "right now."

"Ah...yes."

A dark purple spider web-like light flashed in Pera's eyes. She shook her head and walked out of the museum tiredly.

"I stayed up too long in the band yesterday... Even if there weren't any unexpected foreign guests visiting today, I wouldn't have had a lot of free time because of the recent disagreements within the Sword of Savior. I shouldn't have stayed up so lazily all night..."

"Go back and have a good rest..."

Watching Pera gradually walk away, the silver-haired girl chewed her bubble gum in boredom:

"Okay, so we finally got rid of her? What's going on in Elio's script?"

"We need to prevent her from using her ID card to unlock the door, but we also need her to activate the mechanism in the end. The Black Tower is probably on its way here. What should we do next?"

"The script says that we need to insert this key into the star core restraint device, then put it in the locker and wait for changes—"

The woman in the black coat closed the locker in front of her and watched as a green light suddenly flashed in the locker. A small hole suddenly opened in the floor beside her, revealing a staircase leading deep into the ground.

"One possibility is that we can easily open this staircase leading to the underground of Alexandra Square and to the 'Star Core Energy Hub'..."

"There is another possibility. At 17:45:36 this afternoon, we will immediately face the owner of this planet, Ms. Black Tower."

Kafka said, turning her head to look at the doll lady who had walked out of the darkness at some point, and smiled at the silver wolf beside her:

"Look—now."

"How dare you come here if you know this? What on earth are you Star Core Hunters thinking? How dare you offend me at this time?"

As Heita spoke, he lightly snapped his fingers.

Layers of solid ice formed under her feet and continued to spread in accordance with her will. In an instant, it enveloped the entire museum hall, turning it into an airtight cage.

She looked at the two Star Core Hunters calmly, and enumerated their sins:

"Two Pierpoint invasions; Pierpoint thefts; Trovis disappearances; Jemos, North Canada, Sierra-39C, Ulmora, Nanakamura, Lore-51, Deloa star core incidents; four hacker attacks on Pierpoint; hacker attacks on Screwstar; hacker attacks on Black Tower space station; Yepera rebellion..."

"The wanted order issued by the Interstellar Peace Company has a detailed description of you... Although I don't know how you disturbed the group of Iron Guards who are now in chaos, I am too lazy to think about it. I will leave you to the company, and they will give me an explanation."

Heita looked at the two people in front of him, and a blazing lightsaber appeared in his hand, but his face was as cold as ice:

"You are under arrest, Star Core Hunter."

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PS: Book recommendation: "In the Other World, a Sickly Miss, But She Was Bad at Live Broadcasting"

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