Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

"Why are you still arguing at this point? This living person in front of us can't be just a fake, right?"

"Ahem, both of you... This lady's heartbeat and pulse are very weak. I think it would be better to give her artificial respiration first instead of arguing."

"March, come here."

It sounded like a noisy trio. One of them had a particularly pleasant voice, which calmed her confused and anxious mood.

On the other side, the female voice called March also spoke in a panic.

"Huh?! I, I don't have any experience! Whoever proposes it should just do it! Wendy has a lot of experience anyway, right?"

"No, no, these things can't be confused at all. And I haven't even held their hands!"

"Them? Are you really the playboy Lingke-san said you were..."

"Wow, now even jumping into Lake Belloberg won't clear up this misunderstanding. Okay, okay, I'll do it—"

Then, Xing felt a breath slowly approaching her, and a sense of resonance that seemed to be attracting her.

At the same time, it also allowed her to see certain images, and before she even opened her eyes, she knew who the owner of the voice was...

Xing opened her eyes in confusion, and Wendy's face was very close to her. She didn't seem surprised that she woke up suddenly, but instead showed a beautiful smile.

"You're awake. Did you sleep well?"

Her first reaction wasn't to dodge or push him away, but to murmur, "...Wendy?"

"Huh?! Does she actually know you?"

At the same time, Xing also saw the owner of the female voice, a girl with pink hair.

After noticing her gaze, she seemed to wake up and quickly pulled Wendy up.

"And you, since she's already awake, stop keeping such a distance that could lead to misunderstandings."

"I don't feel anything ambiguous about this, March. Are you overthinking it?"

The owner of the male voice disputed this.

He turned his head and looked at Xing.

"Are you okay? Can you hear us clearly? Do you remember your name or where you are from?"

"I...don't remember anything."

Xing stroked his forehead and sat up from the ground.

"That's troublesome. Could you please try to recall? At least judging by the fact that you can call out our friend's name, you should know him."

The stern-faced young man asked again.

Following his suggestion, Xing looked at Wendy for a moment and said uncertainly.

"I think my name is Xing... As for Wendy, I seem to have seen him somewhere before. He was standing with a lot of people... Everyone seemed to like him very much..."

As for more, everyone can tell from her expression that she really doesn't know.

"What about you, Wendy? Do you remember this... uh, Miss Xing?"

March Seven nudged Wendy with his elbow, and he shook his head.

"I remember all the Beloburgs, but she wasn't among them."

"Woooa? Is your memory that good?"

"After all, I'm a bard. I have to remember who are the good customers and who are the hard ones."

"No, no, normally no one would go out of their way to remember everyone in the city for something like this, right?"

When the two of them were bickering as usual, Dan Heng pulled Xing up.

"Anyway, since you've lost your memory, just follow us. I'm Dan Heng, she's March Seven, and as for that one, she should be the Wendy you know."

When Dan Heng introduced them, the two who were pinching each other's cheeks also showed silly smiles at the same time.

"Hi, hello! We are the train crew, sent by Station Master Ester to provide a rescue mission."

"This space station is under attack by the antimatter army. For your own safety, please stay with us from now on."

Xing still looked confused and ignorant.

Obviously, she had no idea what these words meant.

Therefore, after spending some time explaining and calming her down, the group continued on their journey.

However, Dan Heng needed to find Alan, a member of the defense department who had also lost contact, and chose to leave the team.

The only ones left to protect her were March 7 and Wendy.

"So, Wendy. The Legion is running around like mad dogs, and the way back isn't safe. Can't you use your invincible power of a thousand winds to find a solution?"

"Unless you want everyone on the space station and the antimatter army's pawns to be turned into clothes in a washing machine, I don't recommend doing this."

Wendy smiled harmlessly.

Perhaps thinking of this, March 7 had to give up this speed run option in disappointment and instead looked for self-defense weapons for the new friends.

A baseball bat flashing with confidence came into her sight.

It was as if it was destined that King Arthur would pull out the sword from the stone, and Xing would also pick up the baseball bat.

When Xing held it in his hand, a voice quietly emerged.

You can become as confident as it.

This changed Xing's temperament a lot, and the weak look she had shown when she first woke up completely disappeared.

Wendy suddenly got behind her and showed an expression that said, "Hey! I'm the one who needs your help."

This guy, although he sounds very powerful according to San Yue Qi, seems quite unreliable.

This thought only lasted for a moment before Wendy's kind reminder came to my ears.

"Alright, my dear ladies, a small group of soldiers has arrived from the compartment on our left."

"Why do I feel like you're just like Sambo now, talking in a way that makes you want to be beaten?"

"...I will protect you."

Compared to Sanyueqi, who was used to joking with Wendy, Xing chose to stand in front of Wendy after being helpless.

This made Sanyueqi look jealous, and he muttered something like, "It was obviously me who discovered you first..." like a loser.

Wendy, after a moment of stunned silence, revealed a touch of emotion. He emphasized, "I'll turn your heroic deeds into poetry and spread it around. From now on, the world will have another legend—the Cosmic Batman!"

"Hey, don't give people ugly nicknames without their consent!"

"How can it be bad? Isn't Dan Heng's cold-faced little blue dragon very nice?"

"Uh... when did you get this for him? You shouldn't have given me such a weird name—"

"Smiling little pink dragon."

Wendy looked at him lovingly, and March Seventh got angry as expected.

"Ah! I knew you would do this! Never mind, could you please just be a little more ladylike and cultured?"

"A cute little pink dragon."

"You're really stubborn!?"

Just as everyone was feeling overwhelmed by Wendy's terrible naming style, the pawn on the other side finally crossed the long cabin corridor and ended the conversation in time.

However, they retreated much faster than they advanced.

Even without Wendy taking action, March Seven and Xing alone could easily defeat this small group of weak soldiers.

And Wendy, who followed behind them, looked like a gigolo.

I have to say, it really feels safe to have Xing in front of me.

"You protect me, and I will protect you. We are brothers!"

"What's wrong with you all of a sudden?"

When seeing Wendy holding Xing's hand and about to get married, San Yue Qi separated the two again.

This action was not met with thanks, but rather with resentful stares from both parties.

"Hey! Wendy's fine, but why does Xing have that expression?"

"Hey. This is the tacit understanding between her and me!"

"Yes, yes. You and her have a tacit understanding after only knowing each other for less than half an hour!"

"March, are you jealous?"

As soon as Xing opened her mouth, Wendy was filled with awe.

This made March Seven even more embarrassed and angry. She crossed her arms over her chest with a conflicted expression.

"Are you two serious about this...?"

"It's obviously you who's always being mean to us, March."

Xing nodded seriously.

"I didn't—!"

After realizing that Dan Heng was gone, San Yue Qi, whose emotions were particularly easily aroused by two people, quickly condensed a piece of ice to cool himself down and calm his brain.

"Also, let's stop arguing about this. We need to take the elevator to the main control section first."

The central elevator in the atrium was very close, so everyone arrived in just a few steps. However, the next control panel made San Yueqi worried again.

No matter how she controlled it, the elevator didn't move.

"Was it broken by March?"

Xing, who knew nothing about this, asked.

"—It wasn't me! It must have been the pulse explosion from the Antimatter Corps that damaged the control terminal!"

San Yueqi, who was subconsciously trying to make excuses, rarely used his brain, but this obviously could not change the current predicament.

"What should we do now?"

Xing asked again.

"Ah. If only the omnipotent Teacher Dan Heng were here, maybe he could even fix the elevator..."

"Hey, you can ask me. I'm Wendy—maybe I can figure it out."

"You? Didn't you say you were exerting too much force and would blow the space station away?"

"Hehe. But it's more than enough to just create a wind farm that allows for up and down exploration."

In the eyes of the two, Wendy took out the Felin, gently plucked the strings, and a gust of wind whistled up.

Although he couldn't solve the problem of the locked elevator, he could still summon a wind field to replace it.

However, this forced the monitoring room staff who had been observing them to warn them.

"March, Wendy. Wait a minute—"

"Hey, is that Teacher Dan Heng?"

When March 7 was holding Wendy's hand carefully, wondering if the wind would suddenly stop and everyone would fall down together, the sound of the broadcast brought her back to her senses.

In comparison, Xing was much bolder. If it weren't inconvenient, she might even try to let Wendy carry her.

But judging by the height...

The young bard's physique is truly pitiful.

But this feeling of being in control is also good?

Dan Heng didn't have the ability to read minds and didn't know what the three people were thinking, so he just narrated calmly.