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

With a laugh, Berg swung his machete down, easily cleaving the black armor in two.

Despite having such strength, he still chose the safest approach.

This is a hunting code that their tribe has developed over a long period of time.

When fighting insects, always remember to be a little underhanded.

Because their sharp mouthparts don't listen to reason.

With a helpless pout, Bertha joined in the process.

Suddenly, her ears twitched, every cell in her body went into battle alert, and she looked toward the distance.

"Who?! Come out! This is Old Berg's hunting grounds!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two people dressed in completely different styles emerged from behind the stone pillar.

"Wow~ We're just passing by, don't mind us, you guys continue."

The man who spoke possessed a unique charm, unlike the rough and unrefined peers in the tribe. He had a distinctive elegance, though she didn't know where this inexplicable elegance came from.

Is it a kind of elegant way of eating?

No, why am I thinking about all this nonsense, Bertha! Wake up!

Knowing that now was not the time to consider these things, Bertha asked warily.

"Just passing by? Who exactly are you people?"

"Sigh... I really can't do anything with Brother Lingkong... Hello, my name is Iris, and his name is Lingkong. We are interstellar travelers who just happened to be passing by and came to take a look. We have no ill intentions, we are just interested in your hunting methods."

With a helpless shrug, Iris indicated that she really was just passing by. However, she was definitely smarter than Ling Kong; who would simply say they were just passing by? Look how well she explained it.

Chapter 114 Someone's trying to steal my brother here!?

Listening to Iris's words, Berg narrowed one eye. If one had to describe his current gaze with an animal, Gluttony would say he was definitely an old fox.

"You...outsiders? These are rare guests. You know, many merchant groups consider this place...taboo..."

"Outsiders? Grandpa, are they really tourists from the stars?!"

Bertha's eyes lit up when she heard old Berg say that the two people were outsiders.

He admitted it, so it seems these two people really are interstellar tourists.

"Hmph, that's for sure. Your grandpa hasn't lived all these years for nothing. So you've seen too little. I've killed more bugs than you've walked roads."

Blowing on his beard, old Berg turned his gaze back to the present.

The two people before them were indeed dressed like outsiders who had once visited this planet, but it had been twenty years since the last visit by outsiders...

He wasn't prejudiced against outsiders; if it weren't for the equipment provided by outsiders, the tribe would probably have perished long ago.

After thinking for a moment, Borg said in a deep voice.

"This planet probably doesn't have anything that would attract you, right? Anyone who dares to come to this planet will be risking their life to some extent. Compared to your own life, I really can't understand what could possibly make you take such a big risk."

Although these insects are no longer as ferocious as they once were, they will still actively attack starships that dare to anchor near planets in order to protect the existence of their hive.

He had experienced these things before. When he was young, a fleet whose home had been destroyed by these insects came to seek revenge. Under the special energy cannons, tens of thousands of insects were blasted into dust.

Just when he thought the planet was finally going to be saved, the entire planet of Brad trembled, and a tentacle hidden deep within the insect hive instantly swept away, crushed, and devoured the fleet outside the planet.

In the end, all he saw in that battle was countless corpses being transported to the deepest part of the insect hive to become new nourishment. After that battle, fewer and fewer people dared to come to this planet.

Looking at their attire, with patches patched up wherever possible, Iris sighed.

"How long have you been living this kind of life?"

"How long? It seems you really are a group of outsiders. After I dispose of this insect's corpse, I'll take you back to the tribe. Of course, if you're willing to help us dispose of this insect's corpse, I think more people in the tribe will accept you. Bertha, don't just stand there, come and help."

Glancing at the approaching darkness, Berg quickly inserted his machete into the joint of the worker worm's exoskeleton, where the gap would allow him to dismember the worm more quickly and effortlessly.

Gluttony, who was still staring blankly at the swarm of flying insects, suddenly brightened up when he heard the words "dispose of corpses".

"Preparing ingredients? If you're talking about that, I'm no longer sleepy."

With Berg and Bertha looking completely bewildered, Gluttony slowly stepped forward, reached out and touched the worker worm's hard exoskeleton, tapping it gently a few times. Red energy seeped into the worker worm's body, and Gluttony nodded in sudden understanding.

"I see... So what's needed are the legs and abdomen?"

After examining the internal structure of the worker insects using energy analysis, Gluttony was surprised to find that the worker insects' four legs were as delicious as crab legs, and their abdominal muscles were also very full. However, on second thought, if their muscles weren't well-developed, how would they move such large bodies?

In nature, apart from some special creatures, most large-sized organisms will have some flesh.

Otherwise, it would be really hard for people on this planet to survive.

Seeing that Gluttony could tell which parts of the worker worms were edible just by touching them, Berg was stunned for a moment. He knew that this experience was the result of the tribe's predecessors paying with their lives.

So the outsider recognized it at a glance?

To Berg’s astonishment, Gluttony extended a finger, and red energy condensed at the fingertip into a small dinner knife.

Just as he was wondering what was going on, he felt Gluttony's hand flash.

"What...? Is this some kind of performance? Outsider... this little toy won't do, listen to me, we need to use... um..."

As Berg took out his machete, which was inserted into the joint, and prepared to dismember the worker worm's leg, with a clang, the machete in his hand was reduced to half, and the worker worm's corpse was neatly divided into dozens of pieces in an instant.

After doing all this, Gluttony picked up a piece of meat and squeezed it in his hand, finding it surprisingly bouncy.

Bertha, who was about to help, stared in disbelief at everything.

Although she had just passed her coming-of-age ceremony, shedding the title of "girl" and becoming a glorious warrior, even someone several times stronger than a worker insect could not dispose of a worker insect's corpse so quickly.

Instructor?

The instructors are all in jeopardy.

Surprised by the terrifying strength of the outsider, Berg was speechless for a moment and could only try to save face.

"I never expected this. I knew it. Without sufficient strength, who would dare to come to Brad Star these days? Oh, right... their names are... Lord Lingkong and Miss Iris, right? After I clean up the scene, I'll lead the way back to the tribe immediately. It's getting dark, and it's not safe outside. Bertha! Come and keep them company!"

"Hey?! Grandpa, can you carry all that by yourself?"

"Do you think my prosthetic limb is just for show?! Enough with the nonsense, don't keep our two guests who have come from afar waiting!"

While outwardly appearing calm, Berg was inwardly ecstatic.

Finally, another powerful figure has arrived on this planet. Even if he's not the best... as long as the flattery is good enough, if possible, he can at least lead Bertha out of this despairing world.

It seems as if the beings within the insect hive tacitly approve that as long as outsiders want to leave, the insects will not stop them, but as long as these residents want to leave this world alone, they will be devoured by the overwhelming swarm of insects.

Following Berg's advice, Bertha casually approached Gluttony's side. In her eyes, Gluttony always exuded a unique charm; just seeing this man named Skywalker would inexplicably whet her appetite.

This made her think of something her mother had once said...

If you don't know which young man in the tribe is right for you, then choose one who will give you a better appetite when you're with him.

This situation made her blush slightly, having just completed her coming-of-age ceremony. Could it be that she had found the path her mother had described...?

A good man?

Iris, who was about to help, had just reached out her hand when she suddenly felt a sense of crisis. She turned her head and saw Bertha looking at Ling Kong.

Um! ?

Someone here is trying to steal my brother!?

Chapter 115 What is she doing here?!

Iris frowned immediately and gave a soft snort.

"Brother! Come help me out, don't just stand there holding that meat!"

"Alright, alright, we came out here to wander around anyway, and I'll take you along to gain some experience... wait, why am I the only one doing all the fighting?"

Ling Kong stopped what he was doing and stared at Iris, their eyes meeting for a moment.

Iris gave an awkward smile and quickly grabbed Ling Kong's hand and shook it.

"How could you say that? I was clearly learning from the moves you used, brother. It looked like you were the one making the moves, but I was actually secretly learning!"

"Really?"

"real!"

Seeing this, Bertha could only turn her gaze away and sigh inwardly.

Oh, Bertha, it seems you've lost your chance. These two outsiders have a much better relationship than I thought.

Can't brothers and sisters have orthopedic issues? These two seem to know they're not biologically related.

One has blue hair, the other has black hair, and their appearances are not similar. Although Bertha had not listened to the teacher's lessons for several days, she could still tell the siblings apart.

What's this called... Hunter's Intuition!

Just as the group was chatting, Berg's prosthetic limbs were practically smoking from running. He finally managed to load all the edible parts onto a small cart hidden to the side. Then, as he passed the yak carcass, he gently pressed a button. The projection of the yak carcass disappeared, and the smell of blood vanished as well.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, guests. If you would like to tour the tribe, please follow me."

Bertha, who had been unable to find an opportunity to strike up a conversation, finally jumped out at this moment.

"Haha! Hello everyone, my name is Bertha! I'm a new member of the tribe's hunting party!"

Without anyone noticing, they switched places in the air. Iris yawned and said lazily.

“Bessa...how many years has it been since your tribe has seen outsiders? You and...that person both seem surprised.”

"Oh, that guy is Berg, an old hunter in the tribe, and also my grandfather. To be honest, at least since I was born, this is the first time I've ever seen an outsider. As for the existence of outsiders... there are traces of outsiders everywhere in the tribe. There was once an extremely powerful outsider who came here. If it weren't for her help, we probably wouldn't have made it this far."

Bertha's tone carried a hint of melancholy.

They are not savages who drink blood and eat meat; they also possess a lot of advanced technology. However, due to a lack of energy, they can only use some primitive methods to start fires and cook.

It's called a tribe only because, during the invasion of the insect swarm, only a few nomadic tribes happened to survive on this planet.

Seeing that Bertha had no hostility and that her feelings for Ling Kong were just a fleeting infatuation, Iris secretly scolded herself for being petty and then comforted her.

"It's alright. To be honest, we were quite surprised when we first met you two. After all, when we passed by this planet, more than half of the sky was covered by dense swarms of insects, and the black shells were constantly absorbing heat from the star. We even had to choose a place to land."

Bertha's mood noticeably brightened when the topic of outer space came up.

"Is there a lot of bugs in your world outside? Although the books always tell us not to forget our identity, saying that we were once powerful beings who conquered the stars and the sea, does the brilliant starry sky described in the books really exist? I've never seen it at all. Even a three-year-old knows that if you go out at night, you'll be snatched up and eaten by a horde of terrifying insect soldiers!"