Honkai Impact: Star Railway: I'm really not a Star God!

The Lord of Pleasure is a show that affirms itself!

Yeah, Sambo, you're so silly.

Is a performance still a perfect performance if it is not carefully prepared?

The Lord of Pleasure is teaching you!

Moreover, the Lord certainly has his own things to do, and staying here might really cause trouble for the Lord.

"Yes, sir, I will follow your instructions."

"Ah."

After telling Sambo not to be timid, Ling Kong decided to go out for a walk.

So she went to Sambo's wardrobe and found a decent set of clothes to wear.

It's too much trouble to keep using tricks to distract others.

Although I could also change my clothes with a snap of my fingers.

But that's so tasteless.

After changing into a thick outfit characteristic of Belloberg and asking about some precautions, Ling Kong went out.

"This is the seventh block..."

Recalling the notice he had seen before, Ling Kong never expected that he was actually living on the land owned by the Wallace family.

In addition, there was the gold pocket watch that Sambo gave him.

Ling Kong has some reason to suspect that Sangbo stole someone else's gold watch at some point and then returned it, which immediately boosted his favorability.

Although he could go to Wallace's house at the address in the notice, Ling Kong looked at the sky.

I reckon Wallace is still wandering the streets.

While wandering around, Ling Kong also caught a glimpse of the three of them, March 7th and his companions, entering a hotel.

However, he shrugged at it.

Let's leave office work to the three of them.

As they walked to the vicinity of the Golden Opera House, Ling Kong frowned.

"wrong..."

There's something... off about the surroundings.

This thing... is a bit eerie.

With his expression unchanged, he slowly ascended to the platform in front of the Golden Opera House.

The discomfort intensified as it drew closer into the air.

Soon, he set his sights on a small alley next to the theater.

Is this...it?

Without activating his Eye of Truth, everything before him seemed incredibly real, but the sense of incongruity couldn't deceive him.

Ling Kong smiled slightly.

"interesting..."

As Ling Kong approached, a terrified man suddenly ran across the iron railings leading to the back alley.

"Help...! Help me!"

The man stretched out one hand and waved it incessantly in the air.

To Ling Kong's surprise, he wasn't the only one there; there were other people resting on the platform as well.

But none of them noticed this side.

"No secondary space was created...and the people are fine...forcibly blocking memories to achieve invisibility? This is truly a place fraught with disaster. Is this the Rift Realm? It feels like this place is turning into a ghost town..."

"Hahaha...they can't find me...those chaotic footsteps...and that damned laughter..."

Without warning, a person suddenly went berserk right in front of you.

Ling Kong was all too familiar with this scene.

I've seen it many times before—poor people who have been contaminated.

"They...they're here! It's my turn...I'm next...!"

They watched helplessly as the man rushed into the bottomless back alley next to the theater.

To ordinary people, this would be a deep-seated fear, but Ling Kong didn't take it to heart.

Seeing that there were still normal pedestrians walking by in the back alley, he blinked, and everything in front of him vanished like bubbles, revealing the original.

The brand-new iron railings disappeared, replaced by railings covered with wriggling fleshy buds.

The scene in the back alley changed abruptly, and Ling Kong saw the man he had just met.

His head was covered by a mass of rotten flesh, and his body was gradually being assimilated. The people walking around were just deformed monsters with human faces.

The space was filled with broken cracks, and no one knew where these cracks led.

It's possible that it just happened to connect to a strange place.

Dimensions are something even the Star Gods haven't fully explored.

"Sigh, looks like I'll have to work overtime again..."

Noticing Ling Kong's gaze, several monsters began to walk towards him.

"Hello... welcome to the back alley of Belleburg..."

"Would you like to join us...? Here... you can get anything..."

With a thought, a ball of green flame ignited at his fingertips in mid-air. He flicked it at the ground covered by fleshy buds, and instantly, the raging flames seemed to have tasted an accelerant, burning even more fiercely. Wherever it passed, monsters howled incessantly.

"No! No! Sir! Please!"

Ignoring the cries of pain, he quickly treated the wound and then turned and walked towards home.

"Cracks... False humans... Memories... Sigh... March 7th, haven't you noticed that something's wrong with this world...?"

The seemingly calm upper level is also rife with undercurrents.

There are so many places in this world to explore!

With the topic of "back alley," it seems we can give it a try tonight and see if we can help little brother Wallace rise to power.

Memorizing the taste of the fleshy sprouts, and briefly sensing it from mid-air, I wondered if the city had been invaded to this extent.

The Star God wouldn't care about this tiny place, judging from the extent of the Star Core's spread and the extent of these strange things' invasion.

Belloberg... is just a world forgotten by God.

Chapter 38 Attending the Banquet

"Ugh... I'm so tired. All I want to do right now is lie down on this soft bed and drift off to sleep..."

March 7th, panting, spoke as he climbed the hotel stairs.

"It seems like the first day of every pioneering expedition we undertake is always quite arduous, isn't it, Danheng?"

"It's all because you have too much energy."

Dan Heng said without any politeness.

If the camera zooms out a little further, you'll be surprised to find that Xing is behind the two of them.

There was still some distance between them.

"Danheng... do you think that trash can is really that attractive?"

Beside Danheng, March 7 asked in a low voice, her gaze still fixed on Xing, who was rummaging through the trash can.

"Perhaps, Xing has her own hobbies and interests."

"Maybe... I should... probably?"

Incredible.

The dignified pioneer, the nameless guest, and the renowned member of the Star Train actually enjoys rummaging through trash cans.

Who would believe that if this got out?

"Isn't Xing afraid of being bitten by the bugs inside...?"

Still gazing at the stars, March 7th whispered.

"I don't know, but I feel like we might need to give her a private bathroom later."

The two looked at each other and nodded.

We need to keep a little distance from Xing in a bit.

They mustn't let anyone know that they know each other.

At this moment, Xing, who was still rummaging through the trash can, became more and more enthusiastic.

For some reason, the trash can has a mysterious power.

This force was drawing her to keep flipping down.

Even though there are already a few lice flying around all over my body.

Ignoring the strange looks from others, Xing rummaged through the trash can, took a deep breath, and seemed to have realized something.

When you're feeling down in life, you used to think you were a perfect match for it.

For a moment, you even felt like the trash can had turned into a treasure chest.

After searching through the last trash can in the administrative district square, Xing still felt a sense of unease.

Perhaps... I might even meet new friends?

......

As you enter the hotel lobby, sunlight streams through the windows and falls on the floor, and the exquisite decor immediately catches your eye.