Xingtie: Starting from the Cloud Five period

Walk forward, and there is a deck chair waiting for a renowned, now deceased, nameless senior.

Mikhail sat down on the recliner with a calm expression.

He leaned back in his recliner, smiling peacefully.

"Isn't it time to say that?"

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the boy's figure shifted and changed.

From adolescence to youth, and from youth to middle age.

Eventually, they grow old.

His youthful voice changed along with his appearance, becoming an aged voice.

"My journey has come to an end. From now on—"

"This is your path."

I made a small change to the lines; I changed "you" to "you all".

Looking at Mikhail with his eyes closed, Jiang Yuan thought to himself.

Was it because there were an unusually large number of people present?

He took off his hat and held it to his chest: "Goodbye, Senior Mikhail."

March 7th, head bowed, said: "Goodbye."

She sniffed and tugged at Jiang Yuan's clothes.

What's going on? Didn't you say you were prepared, and that Misha from next door was still there?

You haven't accomplished anything, have you?

Suddenly, Jiang Yuan smiled.

"Also, it's great to see you again, Misha!"

On March 7th, he suddenly looked up.

The aged Mikhail was nowhere to be seen, replaced by a bewildered young boy named Misha.

"What happened? Why am I sitting here?"

He looked at the group of people in front of him with a puzzled expression, and then at his surroundings.

"Where is this place?"

"Is he Misha?" Danheng asked softly.

"Yes, Misha."

There was a boy named Misha, whose grandfather was named Mikhail.

Jiang Yuan stepped forward and patted Misha's head.

"Sorry, I'm actually quite self-centered and prefer things to go according to my own ideas."

Under Misha's puzzled gaze, he changed the subject.

"Have you forgotten? We found the letter your grandfather left for you here, and then you cried yourself to sleep here."

Jiang Yuan stuffed the hat into Misha's arms.

"Look, this is also a gift left to you by your grandfather."

This hat did not awaken a new destiny for him.

However, his handing the hat to Misha wasn't for a truly practical reason.

I just think it would be more appropriate for the grandfather's belongings to be passed down to his grandson.

Misha hugged the hat that had been stuffed into her arms tightly.

He was familiar with the hat, but he didn't really understand what Jiang Yuan was saying.

Suddenly, a helpless sigh seemed to flash through my mind.

Misha blinked and found that her memory suddenly became clear.

Yes, he remembered.

With the help of his new friends, he found the message left by his grandfather and eventually found this place.

After seeing the last letter his grandfather left him, he sat in the chair his grandfather had once sat in and unknowingly fell asleep.

However, Jiang Yuan said something wrong.

He did not cry.

as well as--

He reached out and put the hat he was holding on the head of the young man who was looking down at him.

“I remember now, this hat was left by my grandfather to his descendants.”

The younger generation, not descendants.

It wasn't left to Misha, who was the "grandson," but to Jiang Yuan, who was also an unknown guest.

The hat is back.

Jiang Yuan subconsciously raised his hand to touch his hat, then paused for a moment.

A new destiny has been unlocked.

Now he doesn't need to borrow the abilities of the neighboring Qiong; he can use the abilities of the Harmonious Fate Path on his own.

After a brief silence, he burst out laughing.

"Alright!" Jiang Yuan reached out and lifted Misha high in the air. "Mission accomplished, let's go out and play together!"

Misha was lifted up by him uncomfortably, her eyes widening in surprise.

He blinked and glanced back at the empty chair.

"...Okay, let's go play."

A hopeful smile slowly appeared on the boy's face.

Pam's playmates from Pinocchio have returned to her side.

The train conductor swallowed back his tears before they could fall.

……

The next few days were entirely dedicated to having fun.

Jiang Yuan and his friends no longer played in groups, but instead split up and chose what they were initially interested in.

They've already visited many places, but there are still some things they haven't been able to experience.

Jiang Yuan wandered around for a bit, then ran back to his room and became a homebody again, something he hadn't done in a long time.

He hasn't even done the updates for two games yet.

"Wow, a new map where you can freely change outfits."

"Wow, levels that can be played offline or online."

"Hmm? A clothing gacha pool that requires real money to pull?"

"...It's obvious that Old Mi wants to make money."

Wow, that's forward-looking.

"Wow, new character and rerun."

Wow, they've released accessories and weapon skins?

"Wow, this version has replicated half of the Golden Bloodline characters!"

Viewers in the live stream who couldn't see Jiang Yuan's phone screen could only see him holding up his phone and muttering to himself.

Some viewers temporarily went to do other things.

Some players guessed what he was looking at based on what he was muttering.

Then, they saw Jiang Yuan suddenly sit up.

“So, so big!”

〔Um? 〕

[What did you see this time?]

[Following the game order, from Origin to Iron, is it still unbeatable?]

[Hey, explain yourself clearly, what's big? Is it weird?]

Jiang Yuan just sighed to himself.

"Sigh, whether it's our newly emerged Flint or the iron Gallagher, they've both lost by too many margins!"

"The numerical inflation next door is too severe."

[...it seems I guessed it.]

That's really big.

[I know Gallagher, but who is Flint? What do they have in common?]

[The common point is that they are both male.]

[It's me, I'm sorry.]

[Unfortunately, even if the clothes have a seam, Uncle Ren is already out of the running.]

[I don't know what you mean, but I don't want to participate in the ranking.]

[So what exactly are you referring to?!]

[...Just look at Jiang Yuan now, you'll see. Seriously, how did he manage to develop his abilities to this extent?]

In the live stream, Jiang Yuan is posing in front of a mirror, striking a fit and athletic pose.

The face is still the same.

But the figure below the head... left the audience speechless.

[Okay, now I know what's so big.]

[It's really, really big!]

[We Teyvat people don't take this route?]

[Yingxing, oh Yingxing, you really lost terribly.]

[...I said I didn't want to participate in the rankings.]

[Is it possible that no one on Xingtie (a railway company) goes for this style?]

[This... must be a physique Jiang Yuan borrowed from some other world. How did that guy get that physique?]

Jiang Yuan, preoccupied with admiring his current physique, changed into a white T-shirt in the blink of an eye, adopted a new posture, and muttered to himself in a low voice in front of the mirror.

"I am a pioneer, two and a half years old."

"Fear of violence in kindergartens."

[...Even if you were still your original figure, wouldn't people be afraid of you because of school bullying?]

[And for you, at two and a half years old, claiming to be thirteen is even more absurd than Gallagher doing!]