How come I was the one being targeted?

San Yueqi's expression was so devastating that she wanted to cry but couldn't. She lowered her head in shock. Dan Heng, who was standing beside her, rolled his eyes at her, covered his mouth with his notebook, and quietly reminded her, "Doll, the stuffed doll we agreed on."

After extracting the keywords, Sanyueqi suddenly remembered the giant stuffed doll he had promised Pam when he left the train. However, he had forgotten about it because of a lot of things that happened. No wonder Pam was so angry...

"Ah! Sorry, conductor, I forgot to buy you a giant plush toy!"

March 7th ran up to Pam and clasped his hands together. However, his loud and apologetic apology not only did not make Pam feel better, but instead gave the two bad guys an opportunity to make fun of her.

"Oh, I haven't seen you for so many years, but you still have a childlike innocence."

"A childlike innocence is a beautiful quality. In my hometown, it often symbolizes hope. He's truly worthy of being our train conductor, carrying the hopes of everyone on board... Oh, how about I take a few more animated photos of the conductor?"

Jizi savored the freshly ground coffee carefully, and joked with Walter, who was busy organizing his camera, about a certain train conductor. When the latter's face turned red to the point of exploding, the two of them tacitly shut their mouths and let Pam vent her anger on March 7.

"Stupid March Seventh! We agreed not to mention this, you, you, what's wrong with you! Waaaaaaaaa, one month... no... two months, deduct two months' worth of March Seventh passengers' train funds!!!"

After saying that, Pam covered her little face, feeling embarrassed and annoyed, and ran towards the cab crying.

"I don't want to deduct two months' allowance...!"

Sanyueqi, who was petrified, was unable to stop the tearful Pam. He was immediately furious and became more and more aggressive. As a second best option, he pointed the finger at Danheng.

"You're such a taciturn person! Didn't you promise to remind me?!"

"I forgot. Besides, I never promised you."

"I'm going to give you two punches, see if you want to get up!"

"Ah, a guest has arrived."

Just as March Seventh was in full swing, Ji Zi suddenly stood up, walked to the half-open door of the train, opened the door for the two people outside, and gently welcomed them, "Please come in, I didn't expect you to be guests on the train so soon?"

When Bai Jun and Xing walked into the gate, they happened to see San Yue Qi waving his fists and doing the embarrassing pose of standing on one leg.

The scene was very awkward for a moment, until the gray-haired girl gently tugged at Bai Jun's clothes and pointed at San Yue Qi without any shame and said, "Bai Jun, I want to learn that!"

Bai Jun: "You, your train has caused so much harm!"

Ps:

I actually mentioned this in my leave note a few days ago, but I still want to say it to you all again.

Because I have an exam on the 16th or 17th, I need to devote a lot of energy to it, so the recent updates may be a bit unstable. I hope you can understand and I will update you all as soon as the exam is over.

By the way, I'm asking for some monthly tickets, the bounty will end in the next two days~

Space Station Stories: Chapter 108: The Authority of Abundance

"Axing is considering joining our train? That's great! I've finally made it to the day where I can become a senior, hehehe!"

After hearing about Bai Jun's purpose, the train, which had not welcomed new members for a long time, seemed to be suddenly injected with new vitality. The train crew members on the scene all smiled, and San Yueqi's eyes were full of excitement. He quickly ran up and held Xing's hands, enthusiastically wanting to take her for a walk on the train.

"We will definitely become the best pioneering partners in the future. Huhuhuhu, don't worry, let me, as your senior, take you around the train. I'll prepare the largest room on the train for you, the kind that can accommodate a Doomsday Beast!"

The gray-haired girl couldn't stand San Yueqi's enthusiasm. She kept looking back at Bai Jun, but all she got was his blessing look. Finally, she had to give up struggling.

"March, don't get so excited. We're just here for a stroll. We didn't really say we want to join the train."

The faint sigh did not reach March Seven's ears. She was just immersed in the joy of becoming a senior, holding the gray-haired girl's arm and walking towards the train living area.

"Axing, do you like milk tea? If I had known you were coming, I would have ordered an extra serving of 'Rice Yogurt Milk Tea', but it's not too late to order one more now, right?"

"That idiot..."

Dan Heng, who was supposed to be reading on the sofa, closed the book silently. Knowing March Seven's character well, he sighed and was a little worried that the stupid March would do something weird again. So he nodded and said hello to Bai Jun, then followed in the direction of March Seven.

Only Walter, Ji Zi and Bai Jun were left in the carriage.

"It's a rare occasion to have guests over, and the kids are all out playing. Why don't we go to the 'party car' and chat?"

At Jizi's suggestion, the three of them moved to a more spacious and luxurious carriage.

Compared with the previous monotonous meeting room, the decoration of this carriage is more gorgeous. Under the silent and delicate orange light, deep red fabric seats are arranged in it. Rows of lights casually pass through the windows, creating an exceptionally warm atmosphere. The quiet atmosphere gives people the illusion of being in a dream.

In the center of the carriage, there is a bar filled with various drinks. The person standing in front of the cocktail glass is not a human, but an oval-shaped cocktail robot.

"Welcome to the 'Party Car', dear guest, would you like a drink or something to eat? Oh, my name is 'Shut Up', which comes from the last words Miss Jizi said to the previous owner... Um, anyway, you can always tell me what you need."

After seeing the unfamiliar face, the cocktail robot with a white shell put down the wiped cup, bent its arms slightly, and introduced gently in a gentlemanly manner.

The "party car" is usually very deserted and there are hardly any living people. So when it saw guests arriving, Shut Up became extremely excited. In fact, it really wanted to introduce the various drinks in this car to Bai Jun.

However, Ji Zi, who was standing next to him, shook her head calmly. The occasional dangerous glint in her gentle eyes forced it to shorten its introduction speech.

"Would you like something to drink, Mr. Bai Jun?"

"I'm fine with either. Just give me the same drink as Mr. Walter."

Bai Jun also followed Walter and found a dark blue table chair in front of the bar to sit down, but because of the previous experience with Jizi Coffee, he had no desire to drink anything for the time being.

When Walter heard him say this, he first glanced at Ji Zi next to him, and when he saw that she had nothing to say, he asked Shuzui for two low-alcohol cocktails.

"Okay, then please try 'Chaimiyouyan'. It has the rich texture of diesel fuel, the fragrance of rice, and the refreshing taste of sea salt. It's a drink on the train that has been famous for several amber centuries..."

The bartending robot skillfully pulled out a few bottles of drinks from the counter and started mixing the drinks while talking.

However, none of the three people present paid attention to what it said. Walter pushed his glasses and suddenly said as if he was interested: "Speaking of which, Mr. Bai Jun, I wonder if you have heard a story."

"story?"

Bai Jun took the cocktail handed to him by Shut Up and cast a puzzled look at Walter.

"In my hometown, there was a man who, at a time when the world was facing an incurable wound, made a decision. He wove together everyone's dreams, connecting them to one another, and then carried them on his body, creating a giant, a 'Spiritual Adam'."

Then, Walter began to slowly tell the story, which was more of a long-planned event than a spur-of-the-moment impulse.

"From then on, the giant stood between heaven and earth, becoming the pillar of the world's existence. But in exchange, those who found it difficult to move forward, those who could not move forward... they would forever lose their future. They would sleep in a dream free from disaster and pain, living out their peaceful lives in the utopia created by men. And their "spiritual Adam" would become indestructible because of their unwillingness to wake up."

"That man was never a loser. Like everyone else in that world, he held the possibilities of humanity within his heart. He rose high, only to reach the sun, a place no one had ever reached. He would melt, falling into the sea, and after that... countless others would surpass his body and soar even higher into the sky."

Walter did not drink the cocktail, but gently shook the ice in the glass. The clear and transparent glass reflected the orange-yellow wine, reflecting the blurry orange light in his brown pupils that had experienced many vicissitudes of life but had never lost their enthusiasm.

There was both nostalgia and depth in his voice.

Walter slowly put down the glass and turned his gaze to Bai Jun beside him. The emotion in his brown eyes could not be described as gentle or relieved.

"And you, Bai Jun...are very similar to him, yet in many ways, quite different. I'm sorry, this may sound strange to you, but there's one thing I can be certain of: you two will definitely embark on completely opposite paths."

After finishing speaking, Walter stopped talking and just stared at Bai Jun.

However, this creepy and strange look made Bai Jun doubt whether there was something wrong with this person's sexual orientation. He looked for help at Ji Zi, who was supposed to be sitting next to him. However, seeing that the two were chatting happily, the latter had already quietly stood up and left with a breeze.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Bai Jun, your weapon should be called the Holy Judgment of Heavenly Fire, right?"

"Ah? Right...how did Mr. Walter know?"

Hearing the name of the Holy Judge of Heavenly Fire from someone else for the first time, Bai Jun couldn't help but feel surprised, and even his tone became much higher.

"I've dealt with this weapon several times before, though the Heavenly Fire Judgment I'm familiar with may be different from Mr. Bai Jun's. If you don't mind... could you let me take a closer look?"

Walter slowly expressed his true thoughts. He had always been curious whether the Holy Judgment of Heavenly Fire in Bai Jun's hand was the one inherited by Kaslana. If it was the same one, how did the Holy Judgment of Heavenly Fire end up here?

Or does it mean that this Holy Judgment of Heavenly Fire only looks similar, but is actually a completely different thing?

Bai Jun thought about it and felt that Walter should be a trustworthy person. Even if his judgment was wrong, he could not beat him.

It just so happened that Bai Jun was very interested in the origins of the Holy Judge of Skyfire. If he could get some information from Walter, even just a little bit would be worth it. So he put aside his worries and stretched out his hand to summon the Holy Judge of Skyfire's twin guns.

The greatsword form cannot be used easily, otherwise it is easy to accidentally damage the surrounding environment.

Walter carefully took one of the two guns. Its structure and appearance seemed to be no different from the Holy Judgment of Heavenly Fire in his memory. Even the burning touch of the gun itself had not changed. But when he looked at it more carefully, he was surprised to find some differences.

He would definitely not have noticed it before, but now Walter clearly felt that the energy flowing inside the Holy Judge of Skyfire was not Honkai energy, but more powerful imaginary energy. No wonder it could burst out with an impact force far beyond the past, and there was no information about the Herrscher of Flame to be found in it.

In other words, Bai Jun's Heavenly Fire Judgment only retained its structure and form, while its core and energy structure were completely different from the Heavenly Fire Judgment in his memory...

"It seems this Skyfire Judgment isn't the one I know. But even so, the difference between the two isn't that big. It could even be considered a simple upgrade."

After figuring this out, Walter didn't want to delve into it any further and immediately returned the Holy Judgment of Heavenly Fire to Bai Jun.

It’s not that he wasn’t curious, it’s mainly because it was too hot. If he didn’t return it, it would easily burn his palm.

"Upgraded version?"

"Indeed, it's no exaggeration to say that Mr. Bai Jun's Heavenly Fire Judgment is an upgraded version. By the way, where did Mr. Bai Jun obtain this Heavenly Fire Judgment? This is just an optional question. If you're not comfortable with it, you can always decline. If you find it offensive, I can apologize."

Walter blew a few breaths of cold air into his palm and asked curiously.

"Well, I'm actually not too sure about this... It seems like it just appeared in my hands out of nowhere one morning."

Bai Jun couldn't give a serious explanation for this topic, so he could only give a hasty response with a mixture of truth and lies. After all, the system did appear inexplicably one morning.

Walter nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that he believed what Bai Jun said. If he could believe such a thing, what had he experienced in the past?

"Mr. Walter seems to know a lot about the Holy Tribunal of Heavenly Fire. Can you tell me some specific details?"

"It's probably hard to explain in a short time, but I do have some short animations adapted from stories from my hometown that tell the story of the Heavenly Fire Judgment. If you're interested, I can lend them to you."

"I'm sorry to bother you two. Mr. Bai Jun, if you don't have anything else to do this afternoon, why don't you stay on the train and have lunch?"

Hearing Ji Zi's voice, the two who were happily chatting turned their heads at the same time. Ji Zi, who had returned, was wearing a red apron and holding a shovel in her left hand. Her smile was particularly gentle, and her rosy and delicate thin lips outlined a hint of confidence.

"So today, I'll personally cook a creative lunch for all the passengers!"

Hearing the news, Walter, who was sitting next to Bai Jun, trembled slightly, and his smile instantly became a little stiff. I don’t know if it was Bai Jun’s illusion, but cold sweat seemed to be slowly sliding down his forehead.

"Ahem... I'm going to get the animation disc for you, Mr. Bai Jun. You stay here and don't move. I'll be back soon. Don't move around!"

In the blink of an eye, Walter ran to the door of the carriage, signaled to Bai Jun that everything was safe, and ran away without looking back.

——Something is wrong, this reaction is definitely wrong, and Bai Jun has a premonition that once Walter leaves, he will definitely not come back.

After his previous bad experience with coffee, Bai Jun immediately realized something. He put on an awkward smile and tentatively asked the eager Ji Zi, "Um...Ms. Ji Zi, could you tell me what we're having for lunch?"

"Bai Jun, you don't need to call me Ms. We've been friends for a long time, right? As for what to eat... well, curry fries, stargazing pie, bubble squeaks, and some fruity soup. For dessert, I'll have black pudding and olive pizza!"

Ji Zi introduced her creative recipe with a smile, not noticing that the corners of Bai Jun's mouth were trembling as he maintained his smile.

"Sorry, it happened suddenly. The Black Tower suddenly asked me to go there. I have to go find Mr. Walter first. I will leave quickly after getting the cartoon. But Jizi, the food you cook will definitely be delicious. Let Xing eat more later. I believe she will love your food!"

Bai Jun pretended to pick up his phone and quickly left the place using the black tower as an excuse, leaving Ji Zi standing there in a daze. She pressed her slender white fingers against the side of her face and sighed softly with a helpless look on her face.

"Really? Is it really that troublesome to eat the food I cooked?"

"Oh, please don't worry, dear Ms. Himeko. Your kindness is clear to everyone. Besides, the emotions inherent in food are what matter most, as the Tok people of Tidore say..."

"Shut up."

After getting the cartoon from Walter, Bai Jun quickly left the train and walked alone in the quiet corridor.

What he said to Ji Zi just now was actually true. He did have something he wanted to find in the Black Tower. Regarding the matter of fate that she had told him this morning, Bai Jun had to ask her clearly, at least to find out the current condition of her body.

"Abundance..."

He slowly stretched out his left hand and used the long knife to cut a hideous wound on his arm. However, this time, there was not even time for blood to flow. The wound boiled and evaporated like water vapor in an instant as the blade was pulled away.

The damaged flesh and blood repaired at an almost outrageous speed, enough to create the illusion that he had not been hurt at all. The "abundance" in Bai Jun's body had indeed been filled to an outrageous degree. In this respect alone, Bai Jun was not much different from those powerful abundant evil creatures.

What’s even more interesting is that, unlike what Heita guessed, “He” neither conflicts with the “Sun” nor has any negative effect on the body.

"Abundance" is not just a simple decoration. Bai Jun can even feel that the power of "abundance" can be controlled... In other words, as long as Bai Jun is willing, he can do anything that the Abundance Order can do.

"Am I already the Harvest Envoy..."

Bai Jun accepted his current strength and pondered, his thoughts drifting towards certain things.

Feeling the wind blowing through the corridor and the stairs, Bai Jun slowly turned his head while thinking.

He could sense the breath and footsteps of two people.

There were two visitors at the rear, coming down the stairs leading to the main control section.

Coming up the stairs were Screw Gumm and Ruan Mei.

Space Station Facts: Chapter 109: Is a Tragic Shura Field About to Unfold? (6k)

"Assuming that thoughts always precede words, no words can define this joy. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Bai Jun."

Screw Gummi supported his right chest with his left hand, took off his hat with his right hand, bent his body slightly forward and nodded at the same time, holding the hat in one hand against his chest and bowing, looking like a nobleman.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Screw Gum, and Ruan Mei."

Bai Jun readjusted his posture, straightened his body, looked at the two, and asked, "Are you two going to the Black Tower to discuss the matter of the simulated universe?"

"Indeed, that's actually why we're here. So, what about Mr. Bai Jun?"