Starry Sky: My Life Star God, starting reward Ruan Mei

Chapter 58 Interstellar Peace Corporation? They'll come to pay their debts.

The former snowfields on the outskirts of the city have been transformed into lush, green grasslands.

Just as Cocolia had hoped, her beloved people were laughing and joking in amazement and curiosity, although some were still not quite recovered from the sorrow or the myth.

Meanwhile, the train crew, as visitors from outer space, also stayed here.

Compared to the residents of Belloberg, who were born and raised in the dead of winter, the extraterrestrial visitors from the Star Train were much calmer.

Only the pink-haired girl, March 7th, strolled happily on the newly sprouted grass. Her irrepressible curiosity made it difficult for her to linger in one place for more than a few seconds before she looked around.

Ruan Mei stood quietly beside a newly grown green tree, stroking its veins, lost in thought.

Bai Yan has personally buried Cocolia deep underground, and his new child, Yalilo, is bathing in a deserted place.

Danheng leaned against the trunk of a large tree, meticulously recording his observations of this expedition with pen and paper. However, the Great Guardian had departed with the gods this morning, and the myth of spring's revival was enough to fill a page.

Bai Yan leaned against the trunk of another large tree, closed his eyes, and quietly felt the changes in people, observing the wonderful emotional changes caused by the physiological changes when children in winter were infused with the fragrance of flowers.

As for the future Lord of the Rift...

Look, she found an old garbage can from the ancient Arilho civilization, buried deep under the snow.

Bai Yan felt the joy from Xing, opened her eyes and glanced at her, then helplessly closed her eyes again.

This thing might actually be quite valuable.

Speaking of money, Bai Yan recalled that when he recently rummaged through his old memories, he found a debt in the information about Belloberg.

The debt between Interstellar Peace Corporation and Belloborg is simply that Belloborg owes Interstellar Peace Corporation a sum of money, which has now reached an astronomical figure including principal and interest.

Speaking of debts, the cosmic behemoth that is Interstellar Peace Corporation has not yet paid him the copyright fee for the image of the [Life] Star God, nor has it given him a share of the profits.

Recently, his credits, which he uses as one of the means to communicate with life, have been decreasing.

He opened his eyes, continuing to sense the changes in life around him, while taking out his phone and sending a message to a friend.

[Bai Yan]: My dear Black Tower lady, do you know how much the image copyright fee is for a single appearance of the Star God?

Few people can contact Black Tower without being blocked by automatic replies, and Bai Yan is one of them.

[Black Tower]: What? Trying to collect a debt from someone in the company?

As the 83rd member of the Genius Club, the most intelligent human on Azure Star, and an acquaintance of the [Life] Star God, Black Tower directly guessed Bai Yan's thoughts.

[Black Tower]: Usually, it's them who chase after debts, and it's quite rare for anyone to come to them to collect debts.

[Black Tower]: It is even less common for star gods to ask them for portrait copyright fees.

[Bai Yan]: Don't forget about the revenue share from video sales.

The Black Tower, who could have replied instantly, did not send a message immediately, seemingly silenced by its Star God friend.

But actually...

[Black Tower]: I just asked the people at the company, and they said that this price cannot be estimated.

Regarding the questions posed by Ms. Black Tower of the Genius Club, regardless of whether the origin and significance of the questions are understood, Interstellar Peace Corporation will respond immediately.

[Bai Yan]: The think tank says that the Star God's great power in controlling destiny is like a tsunami that propels across mountains.

[Baiyan]: And the existence that can stir up giant waves that erode the coast is called [Ring Envoy].

[Bai Yan]: They haven't cooperated with the Star God, but they must have cooperated with the [Commander], right? Like you.

[Bai Yan]: We can use this analogy and your portrait rights fee as a reference to estimate the price, can't we? For example, one hundred waves?

This time, the Black Tower was truly silenced by the [Life] Star God.

[Black Tower]: At this price, what do you take the Star God for?

[Baiyan]: One of the living beings.

[Heita]: Don't impose your views on life on others, just as no one would think that the beautiful Heita should be compared to insects.

[Bai Yan]: So what do you mean?

[Black Tower]: At least one thousand.

[Bai Yan]: One thousand copies?

[Black Tower]: No, it's based on my portrait copyright fee multiplied by a thousand twos.

Two to the power of one thousand is already an absolute astronomical number, and then it needs to be multiplied by the price of the copyright fee for the Black Tower's portrait.

[Bai Yan]: Oh~ I didn't know your tower core was black. Yes, your name is Black Tower.

[Black Tower]: When are you planning to go collect the debt? Do you need my help?

The usually haughty Ms. Black Tower ignored his joke and, based on her own understanding, demonstrated how normal friends should interact, offering her help.

Bai Yan glanced at Belloberg in the distance, typed a few words on his phone, and sent them out.

[Bai Yan]: No need to go, they will come and pay their debts themselves.

Chapter 59 People will stride forward with their heads held high, rather than pausing to admire.

Bai Yan put away her phone and breathed in the fresh air.

He planned to wait until his daughter, named Yalilo, had finished bathing before bringing Ruan Mei along for a get-together.

The sounds of people playing still linger on this suburban grassland.

Some people, immersed in the tragic grandeur of mythology, also began to touch the tender green shoots, their astonished gazes falling upon the vibrant flowers.

And so it was, just as Cocolia Rand had always wished, that no one should grieve, and that after she left, spring should bring joy to Belloberg.

Before Bai Yan could close his eyes again and enjoy this moment of renewal with everyone, it was too late.

A familiar figure strode over from not far away.

Her long red hair shimmered with a beautiful yet soft light in the sunlight, and her golden eyes swept over the train crew before finally settling on Bai Yan.

Himeko met Baiyan's gaze, who had noticed her stare, and spoke first, drawing on her own experiences and insights.

"The people who witnessed the myth did not get too immersed in the epic and tragic feeling, but first enjoyed the spring. It was a wonderful scene."

From the observation car of the Star Train, which is parked in space, the planet appears to have been transformed this morning, changing from a snow-covered, icy world to the lush greenery of over 700 years ago.

Himeko and Welt couldn't possibly not have noticed.

Upon receiving the inquiry, Hoshi and March 7 quickly told Himeko about it, but in reality, most of the useful information was silently noted down and sent back by Dan Heng.

Bai Yan's calm face was bathed in the gentle sunlight. He looked at Ji Zi, who had just stepped off the train, and responded to her previous question:

"The significance of miracles should not lie in making people stop and marvel, but in the fact that life has turned a new page and people will continue to move forward. Praise and mourning can exist, but they should not pave the way, so that people can smile and stride confidently into the future."

Before he could finish speaking, Himeko had already walked up to him.

She did not disturb the other train crew members, nor did she disturb the residents of Belleburg who were enjoying the spring sunshine.

She continued chatting with Bai Yan: "You are still the same as when we first met you, with unique insights into many things."

Bai Yan smiled gently: "You're still the same as before, your coffee is still so delicious."

A white lie is a wonderful spice of life, but not coffee.

Himeko, about to lose the constraints of the constant flavor of coffee beans, will use her hands to push a rolling mudslide into the peaceful train life, assaulting people's taste buds.

At this time, having a masterful assistant in making plum blossom cakes is incredibly important.

Xing and Ruan Mei were the only two people on the train who had not experienced the mudslide.

I wish them good luck.

Hearing Bai Yan's praise, Himeko smiled faintly at him: "Do you want to drink coffee? We can go back to the car and have a cup later, and let Walter come down for a look around."

Bai Yan glanced at the little girl smelling the flowers in the distance and casually replied, "Life is not only about the bitterness and sorrow before the sweetness, but also about the fragrance that touches the soul even more directly."

"Just say you want something sweet."

Himeko deciphered Bai Yan's words and added, "Fortunately, you weren't so roundabout when you talked to Xiao Sanyue most of the time."

Bai Yan smiled and said, "The subtlety in the communication of intelligent beings is one of their unique characteristics."

Himeko was used to Shiro's way of speaking: "I'm planning to go to that city for a visit. You guys are already familiar with this place, so it would be much better if someone could come with me. Would you like to come along?"

"No, I have something to do later. You can have Xing take you there, and she can also take her back to the Goethe Hotel for a bath."

Himeko glanced back and saw the gray-haired girl already bent over, her upper body already inside the old-fashioned trash can.

The pink-haired girl hugged her from behind, as if trying to pull her out of the trash can and get her away from this strange fetish, but she couldn't succeed no matter how hard she tried.

Panting heavily, March 7th was just as helpless as Bai Yan had been when he verbally advised Xing to give up on the idea of ​​the trash can.

Because of the tissue stained with golden chocolate sauce that Xing found on the Black Tower space station, Xing now firmly believes that every trash can is a treasure chest in a unique shape.

Himeko turned around and saw Baiyan with his hands shrugged. She sighed helplessly and silently turned to walk towards San Yueqi and Xing.

Finally, Himeko took Hoshi away, and March Seven followed her while scolding Hoshi.

Danheng, leaning against another tree trunk, closed his notebook, hung his pen on it, and temporarily finished his record.

Bai Yan noticed him: "Do you want to go back to the train?"

Dan Heng nodded: "Yes. If possible, I would like to replace Mr. Walter and have him stay behind to reorganize the think tank."

A myth has unfolded, and Walter must have wanted to come down and see for himself. Danheng clearly understood this as well.

"Then tell him not to be so cautious. With Danheng here, it's enough for him to stay on the train."

Bai Yanshun added, "Remember to say that I said that."

Danheng didn't delve into the meaning behind it: "I will."

After Dan Heng left, Bai Yan still leaned against the tree trunk, closing her eyes to feel the wonderful life around her.

As for his daughter, Yalilo was almost finished bathing.

He specifically instructed Nguyen May to define Ariello's gender as female, though she was unaware of the deeper meaning behind it.

The reason is simple: Nguyen Mai and her deceased mother were mother and daughter, and she and Ariello were best suited to be mother and daughter as well.

When the child cried out for his mother and threw himself into her arms, Nguyen Mai might have understood the deeper meaning behind it all.