Xingtie: Starting from the Cloud Five period

"Swing? How about you swing it?"

When put into the perspective of "Rakshasa", March 7th can still restrain himself a little.

When talking to Jiang Yuan, her usual tone couldn't help but come out again.

[Welcome audience "Rakshasa" to enter the live broadcast room!]

The audience who were watching the live broadcast suddenly saw a unique barrage.

It was not the colorful barrage that Jiang Yuan designed for himself as a power-hungry person.

Instead, it is a light gold barrage with a unique font, different in color from other barrages, and a circle larger than ordinary barrages.

Judging from the tone of this "bullet comment", it doesn't seem to be sent by anyone, but rather a system notification from the live broadcast room - at least Jiang Yuan definitely didn't have the time to post a bullet comment at this moment.

In short, the barrage welcoming Luosha flashed by and immediately aroused heated discussion among the audience.

[? 〕

[Rakshasa really came?]

〔I'll just say my advice is useful!〕

[Well, after I sent him the live clip of "Rakshasa", he agreed to come in.]

〔Welcome, welcome!〕

〔Welcome Mr. Luosha to the live broadcast room! 〕

[Newcomers entering the live broadcast room please be prepared for the shock! ]

The audience, at least some of them, were happy to watch the fun and warmly welcomed the newcomers.

The man next door was being analyzed as a suspect by Jiang Yuan and the other two as Mr. Rakshasa.

It is naturally impossible for the three people in the live broadcast room to welcome the audience into the room.

Walter and March 7th had no idea about it.

Jiang Yuan looked up and nodded slightly to the non-existent camera in the live broadcast room.

[Hello, I am Rakshasa.]

No matter what Luosha thinks, his attitude towards others seems quite gentle.

Whether it is the world Jiang Yuan is currently in or the world next door, the two Rakshasas are like this.

Luosha, who was welcomed by everyone, sent a barrage of greetings.

Then, he stared at the "other him" in the live broadcast room and showed a hint of doubt.

[Are the three people in the live broadcast room the ones I think they are?]

〔Which three? 〕

[Mr. Rakshasa knows them?]

[I wonder who Mr. Luosha thinks “they” are?]

A few comments pretending to be ignorant flashed across the screen.

Luosha continued to post comments innocently——

[The pioneers of the Star Train, Walter and Mr. Qiong, and... someone who looks like me?]

[If I'm not mistaken, they are in the Immortal Boat right now?]

〔Hahahaha, almost! 〕

[Let’s not talk about it for now, Mr. Luosha, why don’t you just look at the comments and make your own guess?]

[This...then I'll take a closer look.]

The barrage of comments swept by one by one.

At the same time, the "Rakshasa" did not use the coffin he was carrying behind him.

"He" took out the sword hanging on his waist.

"Since it's a monster I created, it shouldn't be difficult to defeat it."

San Yue Qi hesitated for a moment, then pointed his sword at the monsters in front of him.

Except for the Rakshasa from another world, everyone knows that it is the Rakshasa played by March Seven.

But on the surface, the Rakshasa played by March Seven looks and sounds no different from Rakshasa himself.

So it looked like Rakshasa was raising his sword and attacking the mechanical monster in front.

If there is no problem with this.

Then the next line that came out of the mouth of "Rakshasa" was "taste this girl's power"...

[? 〕

This made the audience who had just joined the live broadcast room very confused, and they slowly typed a question mark.

〔Hahahahahahaha! 〕

〔Little Sanyue forgot to maintain her character again! 〕

[Well, after hearing “This girl is a Rakshasa”, I won’t find anything strange anymore.]

[Little March, does it refer to Miss March Seven on the train?]

[Yes, it’s me from the parallel universe!]

[Parallel universe? 〕

[Yes, actually this is a live broadcast from another universe, a universe that is similar to ours but different.]

〔I see. 〕

[Also, the Qiong you thought was not Qiong, but Jiang Yuan. You must have heard of this name.]

[I have indeed heard of it.]

The audience couldn’t help but explain the live broadcast room to Luosha.

Jiang Yuan, who was mentioned, smiled at the live broadcast room and turned to focus on discussing the case with San Yueqi and Walter.

"Pay attention to your character, Sanyue!"

he reminded.

"Got it, ahem." Sanyueqi easily killed several monsters, "Got it."

"Rakshasa" put away the sword in his hand, stood there elegantly, and spoke in a calm voice.

What San Yueqi worried about did not happen. She easily dealt with several monsters with the sword in her hand.

She's not too bad with a sword.

After all, he has fought many times and has a good grasp of his body.

When she raised the sword, she subconsciously thought of the use of a one-handed sword that she had seen in a two-word game, and tried to swing it.

Of course, the biggest reason was that the monsters in front of her didn't move at all. They surrounded her and allowed her to practice as she pleased, which made her "swordsmanship" look quite good.

〔good!〕

[Xiao Sanyue has a talent for using swords, do you want to learn?]

[Sister Bai Heng, please stop kidding. I just tried a few moves while playing the game, but I don’t look like I have any talent!]

[No, that's not right. I think you've learned quite well, Sanyue. Isn't that right, Jingliu?]

[…That’s it.]

[Hmm... I learned how to swing a sword from the game, and my posture is not wrong.]

[Eh? Could it be that the other me is really gifted?]

[Would I lie to you, Xiao Sanyue? Do you want to learn swordplay?]

[Sister Bai Heng, can you teach me?]

[Sister, I am not good at using the sword. Can I ask Yanqing to teach you?]

[No! Then wouldn't I be your disciple?]

[Let’s talk about our own things. Jing Xiaoyuan even called Jing Yuan “father”!]

[…Let us think about this first.]

"Okay, very handsome!"

Jiang Yuan applauded generously.

San Yueqi, who almost accidentally threw the sword away as an arrow, breathed a sigh of relief and maintained his expression.

"Miscellaneous praise."

Rakshasa smiled.

"Then I, I can move on."

One wave of monsters is enough. If we go further, we will reach the "meeting place" that San Yueqi imagined.

Walter remained rational in his thinking and did not feel that March 7's speculation was in line with reality.

But he looked at Jiang Yuan, who was not going to raise any objections.

Then he looked at the "Rakshasa" who inadvertently revealed a hint of interest.

Choose silence.

"Your thoughts... Oh, never mind, just keep going!"

He shook his head helplessly and just thought of it as playing with the child.

"hey-hey!"

March 7th spoke in a light tone and chose a more secluded place.

"Look, that must be the meeting place."

"Character setting, pay attention to the character setting!" Jiang Yuan glanced at the comments asking Mr. Luosha what he thought of the live broadcast room's screen, and reminded March 7.