"Thump thump thump...bang...clang! Thump thump thump...bang...clang!"

Onlookers: "..."

And so, under everyone's watchful eyes, the tractor slowly drove into the white circle.

At the same time, a woman rushed over anxiously, carrying an iron basin that had been stuffed full of Winter City shields.

“Siriel, Mr. Yan Huan, there are just too many Winter City Shields, I can’t…”

Before she could finish speaking, the tractor drove into the white circle and disappeared from sight.

All that remained were plumes of dark exhaust fumes.

……

Belloberg at normal times.

A tractor slowly emerged from the depths of the snowfield.

"Thump thump thump... Bang! Thump thump thump... Clang..."

Sambo: "..."

Under a tree in the distance, a blue-haired boy heard the familiar voice and immediately became overjoyed.

"That familiar tractor, that dilapidated sound of it nearing the end of its life—it's him, it's him! It's him!"

He spread his hands, rushed out quickly, and blocked the tractor.

"Wait, buddy, wait, it's me, it's me!" He waved his hands excitedly to the tractor driver.

But amidst the cacophony of engine noise, Sambo only heard this sound.

"brake!"

Which one?

"brake!!"

Which one?

"brake!!!"

"Which one?!"

……

"boom--!!"

Sambo: "..."

The familiar sensation returned as Sambo was run over by the tractor once again.

The tractor stopped quickly.

As Hilly went downstairs, she complained:

"You, you won't even say which one it is."

Yan comforted him:

"It's nothing, a minor issue. If someone gets hit and killed in a place like this, it shouldn't be discovered."

Hilly: "..."

Sambo got up and looked at the two of them in shock:

"I heard."

Hilly: "..."

"Wait...you, um, why do you look familiar?" Sambo began to scrutinize Hilly's appearance.

He asked uncertainly:

"What's your name?"

“My name is… Hilly.”

"???"

Sambo stared at the two people in front of him in shock.

Good heavens, no wonder he sensed a spatial fluctuation when he first saw that wrecked tractor.

He looked at Yan Huan, his eyes widening:

"You, you actually went back in time and brought the dying eighth guardian back to life?"

"What the hell?" Yan frowned.

"Leave me alone. I need to go chase after a pink-haired girl and a poker-faced guy. This tractor is malfunctioning and can't be driven anymore."

As he spoke, Yan Huan waved his hand casually, and the tractor turned into specks of light and disappeared.

"Wait, wait, wait, pink-haired guy and poker face, right? I know, I know." Sangbo blocked Yan Huan's way again. "I saw it all, they've already entered the city!"

"They've entered the city?" Yan frowned. "Alright, then I can go back too."

Sambo: "???"

With that, Yan Huan started to walk in the opposite direction.

"Hey buddy, aren't you going into town?"

"No, they'll have food as soon as they get to the city, but I haven't eaten yet. I'm so tired, I need to go back and rest for a few days before I go out again."

Sambo stopped Yan Huan and Hillary again, anxiously saying:

"No, have you forgotten the purpose of your trip?"

"What's your purpose? Just to get your nails trimmed while those two aren't looking? I've already finished."

"It's about saving this planet!"

"How can we save it? I have no clue."

"You must seal the star core!"

"What star core? I don't even know where it is."

"The Great Guardian knows, you must go find her!"

"If you know so much, why don't you go?"

"Uh……"

Sambo sniffed and stared blankly at the two of them.

Did I let something slip?

"Besides," Yan Huan stared at Sang Bo suspiciously, "who are you, and why are you bothering me like this?"

“Me?” Sangbo pointed to himself and laughed, “I just go out of the city to pick up some good ancient things and sell them for a little money later.”

"So, you make a lot of money?"

"Haha, it's a small business."

Suddenly, to the bewilderment of Hillary and Sambo, Yan casually pulled a black hood from his pocket and put it on.

Then, he pulled an AK out of his pocket.

Gun barrels pointed at Sambo:

"Hey, hand over the good stuff, or I'll spare your life!"

Sambo's eyes widened, and he quickly raised his hands:

"No, this isn't right... Brother, you're even taking it from me."

Yan Huan's eyes, hidden beneath the black hood, were incredibly deep. His voice was hoarse as he said, "My identity as a Star Core Hunter has actually been discovered by you. You can't live."

As he spoke, he was about to pull the trigger.

"Wait, wait, aren't you from the Starry Sky Train?!" Sambo quickly begged for mercy.

Hilly: "..."

The girl had already retreated several meters away, and she noticed that Yan Huan's mental state was not optimistic.

"You even know this?" A hint of murderous intent, imperceptible to others, flashed in Yan's eyes.

But it soon disappeared.

Sambo only saw the ruthless bandit fire several shots into the air.

"Da da da da da—!!"

"Wuhu~ Now that you've seen my true colors, you're dead!"

……

Chapter 45 We became guests of honor at Belloberg's!

At the gates of Belleburg.

One of the silver-maned iron guards looked into the distance and said warily:

"who is it?!"

Upon hearing the commotion, the Silvermane Iron Guards around them all picked up their weapons.

In sight.

A ruthless bandit wearing a black hood, carrying an AK and a sack, was excitedly leading a blue-haired man toward them.

Behind them followed a pretty young girl, but her eyes looked helpless.

Sambo was forced to raise his hands.

Upon seeing the Silver-Maned Iron Guards ahead, he panicked and hurriedly turned back to the bandit, saying:

"Hey bro, the Silver Mane Iron Guards are ahead, let's take a detour!"

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