Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Don't you understand yet, we..." The fake March 7th was still rambling on.

But at this moment, Zhen Sanyueqi's heart was greatly shocked.

That bastard, he turned on me way too fast!

I was just being all lovey-dovey with the water demon, and now I have to send it on its way!

As the water demon earnestly tried to persuade him, he was slowly approaching with the containment pod in hand.

This beast...!

Looking at the fake March 7th in front of him, the real March 7th swallowed hard, secretly wanting to warn them.

But it was too late.

……

"Clang."

Fake March 7th: "???"

The sudden appearance of the glass door in front of her stunned her for a moment, then she looked blankly at Yan Huan behind her.

At this moment, Yan Huan kept wiping away her tears with a handkerchief, unable to suppress the emotions in her heart any longer:

"This slug's mimicry is so good. Its skin is so tender and smooth, its voice is as crisp as a silver bell, its hands are so soft, and it smells so good... It's almost too much for me to bear."

Danheng patted him on the shoulder, puzzled:

"Didn't you tell me to send the containment pod here? You also told me to hurry up and not let that idiot... uh, let him escape again in March."

"Can I bring it on the train as a pet?"

Dan Heng shook his head.

"No, it has to go back to its containment pod. Besides, didn't you tell me before that it was a bit dim-witted?"

Yan Huan: "..."

Danheng: "You also said that its cerebellum was underdeveloped and its brain was not developed at all. You really don't know how such an idiot escaped, have you forgotten all those things?"

"Alright, let's change the subject," Yan Huan interrupted Dan Heng.

The water demon inside the containment chamber exploded: "Gurgle gurgle, you bastard, I f*** your ancestors, I f*** your mother, you know who I am and you're still pretending to be your mother, you're just a bastard, you know that, bastard, I f*** your mother, you wait, I'm waiting, I'm coming out and I'll fucking kill you, you son of a bitch!"

However, the two ignored him.

Yan Huan, expressionless, and Dan Heng lifted the containment pod and moved it to the containment section.

"Hey, this kid has a real talent for typing," Yan Huan praised.

"Aren't you going to check on March? She seems shocked by your ruthlessness and is still standing there in a daze."

"It's alright, I'll be fine after a while. That water demon is stupid, even March only has a C, and it managed to conjure up a G for me..."

March 7: "..."

She said in a deep voice:

"Hey, I didn't say you could leave now."

After a moment of silence, Dan Heng pushed Yan Huan backward like a lizard shedding its tail, bearing the weight of the containment chamber alone, and accelerated his escape.

"Ta Ta Ta Ta..."

Only Yan Huan was left to cover the rear.

"Uh."

Looking at March 7th behind him, whose fists were clenched and whose expression was growing increasingly unfriendly, Yan Huan rubbed her hands together and said with a fawning smile:

"Oh, isn't this Third Sister? What brings you here today?"

March 7: "..."

Yan Huan: "Oh dear, look at you, you've been standing there for so long, I completely forgot about you."

He pulled out a pack of "Furongwang" cigarettes from his pocket, which was the same pack he had left on the train.

He pulled one out and offered it to March 7th's lips:

"Third sister, want one?"

"Hehe." Yan Huan chuckled and rubbed her cigarette against March 7's pretty face. "Third Sister, say something. Don't do this, I'm scared..."

March 7th had a somber face, and his pinkish-blue eyes looked utterly empty.

"hehe."

She broke the cigarette Yan Huan offered her and slowly walked towards him.

step.

step.

Every step he took made the hearts of the staff around him beat a beat slower.

"Great! You broke it well! One more! Another one!" Yan Huan excitedly handed over another "Furongwang" cigarette.

March 7th, head bowed.

Deep voice:

"Today... one of us has to die."

Chapter 17 Black Tower, you're surprisingly nice!

The matter of the water demon was quickly brought to a close.

Himeko had to admire Yan Huan's efficiency. Although he had acted crazy and let Sanyue let the water demon escape, he managed to catch it back quickly.

After dealing with the troublesome water demon, the Black Tower Space Station returned to a harmonious and peaceful state.

Some have written reports to accuse others.

Some people dance in public.

There are online shopping fleets.

Some people watch My Little Pony.

There were also cases of people dragging others into the trash can.

A very harmonious scene.

After a long time.

Yan Huan peeked out from the pile of garbage, looking around.

Only after confirming that March 7th had left did he reluctantly crawl out.

"Haha, I, Yan, have been resurrected!"

Just as he put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

He noticed a little girl staring at him.

Her skin was very smooth, her joints had a doll-like texture, and her pale purple eyes were blinking.

"Just as I expected, there's something wrong with your mental state," Black Tower analyzed.

"Ha, you're just sitting in front of the garbage heap for no reason. Your mental state isn't great either."

Yan Huan complained to the little girl in front of her, but was met with a disdainful look in return.

"You noticed that? Looks like your medical history isn't bad either."

Hei Ta took out a tablet, which was playing various videos about Yan Huan.

There were people dancing awkwardly in public, people whispering sweet nothings to water spirits, people handing Furongwang cigarettes to Wen Shiling, and even people exchanging contact information with gay men on the space station.

Yan Huan watched these scenes and smiled knowingly.

But then.

The smile on his face slowly faded.

"You're watching me."

Even though Black Tower was being controlled remotely, Yan Huan could still sense a chill in his eyes.

“You have something of mine inside you, is it a problem for me to be watching you?” Black Tower retorted.

Yan Huan stared intently at the black tower:

"How can you prove it's yours? Have you provided proof?"

Upon hearing this, Black Tower pulled out a receipt from his person.

The record contains information about the star core and its owner, with the owner listed as the Black Tower itself.

Yan Huan sniffed.

Does this thing even come with a receipt?

"You opened this account for yourself, didn't you?"

“You noticed that. It seems the condition is quite serious and requires treatment as soon as possible,” Heta admitted.

Yan Huan: "???"

He really opened one for himself.

“My name is Black Tower, and I am the owner of this space station. Now the Star Core is in your possession, and since the Star Core is mine, you are now mine as well.”

Hearing this, Yan Huan blushed and scratched her head, "Oh dear, I'm getting a little embarrassed myself. How can you confess like that? How annoying!"

"Go to the psychiatric department and get some medication."

Black Tower already had some understanding of Yan Huan's personality.

But she doesn't care.

She heard that this was the person who cleaved the Doomsday Beast in two with a single sword strike, so she came to confirm it.