Star Iron: Cat Renaissance Abundance

The Starry Sky Train's previously dim lights suddenly began to flicker again. The light flickered, flickering, as if transmitting some unknown signal to the outside world. Then, accompanied by a gentle mechanical hum, the train slowly opened its long-closed doors.

Bai Ling stepped into the carriage without hesitation. However, as soon as she stepped inside, she couldn't help but frown slightly. What she saw was completely different from the Starry Sky Train she remembered. The interior of the train, once spacious, bright, and beautifully decorated, now seemed so empty and shabby.

The entire carriage was devoid of any superfluous furnishings. Apart from two shabby couches and a solitary rocking chair, the only lights on the ceiling, a few rickety lamps, emitted a faint glow. This sight filled Bai Ling with a sense of disappointment.

However, she wasn't discouraged. After a moment's thought, Bai Ling's mind stirred, and she softly called out, "Jin Fang!" As her words fell, a golden light suddenly emanated from her body. Within the light, a petite figure gradually emerged—it was Jin Fang, whom Bai Ling had summoned.

After appearing, Jin Fang quickly flew around Bai Ling, then obediently landed in front of her. Bai Ling reached out and lightly tapped, and a powerful imaginary energy instantly surged from her fingertips and injected into Jin Fang's body. After receiving the master's command and power, Jin Fang began to display his unique ability.

It danced gracefully in the air, flapping its wings constantly, gathering the surrounding imaginary energy into various shapes. Soon, the previously empty carriage was filled with a multitude of exquisitely designed tables and chairs. Not only were these uniquely shaped, but the materials themselves appeared to be of high quality, adding a touch of life to the entire carriage.

Despite the addition of new tables and chairs, many commonly used items were still missing. Bai Ling had no choice but to wait and see until he arrived at the Alliance to have someone come and complete the supplies.

Bai Ling walked to the second carriage. Unlike what she remembered, the second carriage of this Starry Sky Train was not a place to rest, but was instead filled with astronomical instruments such as star track charts. Bai Ling walked to a holographic map of the Milky Way that was produced who knows how many Amber Ages ago.

The holographic map automatically unfolded after Bai Ling walked over to it. Unfortunately, this map of the Milky Way galaxy was so old that it was in a terrible state. There were so many errors on it that Bai Ling's scalp was numb.

An extremely ancient pulsar positioning octant and a yellowed notebook were scattered together in a shattered state. Bai Ling only used her imaginary energy to hold up the diary but she never expected that it would start to break.

Bai Ling had no choice but to seal it up and wait until he returned to the Alliance to see if it could be repaired.

Bai Ling walked slowly forward, her gaze fixed on the astronomical instruments in the carriage, slightly worn from frequent use. These instruments seemed like traces of time, witnessing countless explorations and pursuits of the mysteries of the starry sky.

There is also the blackboard, with some unclear words and patterns remaining on it. Perhaps it was once a place where a wise man imparted knowledge and inspired inspiration.

The walls of the train carriages were covered in boards of unknown material, densely inscribed with mysterious coordinates. Each coordinate was like a door to an unknown world, waiting to be opened by a brave soul.

Every object in this carriage spoke to Bai Ling of a distant past—a time when Achievelli seemed to still be alive. Back then, the study of star orbits was still in its infancy, not yet fully mature; connections between the universe were only just beginning to be established, like a vast web being woven.

In this pioneering era filled with challenges and opportunities, a group of unknown travelers, driven by a desire for the unknown, embarked on this arduous journey. Their daily lives were spent with these ancient yet precious instruments, constantly exploring the mysteries of the universe and paving a path to the stars for future generations.

"This train is even older than I thought! Judging by the astronomical equipment alone, it's at least dozens of Amber Ages old. The previous galactic holographic sand table proved it was still running several Amber Ages ago."

Bai Ling thought again of the scarred scene on the train, with traces of the Zerg and antimatter legions visible everywhere.

"This is truly a train that has been through a lot. This responsibility is heavier than I imagined."

Bai Ling murmured as he looked at the pioneering power emerging in his hand.

"Since you have come to my side, this is our destiny. It is time and fate!"

Bai Ling's gaze rested on a white notebook placed in a vacuum container on the sofa at the end of the train.

The white cover of the notebook contains the records of all the train's pilots.

Bai Ling wanted to open it, but hesitated when her hand was about to touch the reinforced glass.

"Forget it, I'm not going to read it. Let's just leave this history behind. The galaxy is about to fall into chaos. If I lose you, the experiences of that pioneering period will also turn to dust."

Bai Ling chanted a spell softly, and sealed the less than one cubic meter vacuum object in front of him with the power of preservation and development.

"That's good."

Bai Ling turned and walked towards the front of the train, not wanting to see the last section. Ever since she boarded the train, she had been trying to find "Pam," but unfortunately, there was no Pam on this Starry Sky Train. Instead, there were only the cold instruments left behind by the ancestors, telling the story of history.

There is also a successor from the abundance who follows in the footsteps of his predecessors.

Bai Ling walked into the train navigator's room, which is also the control center of the entire train and the conductor's room.

Bai Ling originally thought that this place would be very messy, but unexpectedly it was unusually clean. The contrast between the control room, which was like the steam locomotive style in the early stage of the Second Industrial Revolution in his previous life and the interweaving of interstellar technology, made Bai Ling feel.

However, Bai Ling in the main control room looked around and didn't find anything unusual. Everything was normal. It seemed that the train was saying that the abnormality was because it didn't start it.

Bai Ling sat in the navigator's exclusive chair. Next to him was the co-navigator's seat. In front of Bai Ling were various buttons and holographic displays.

As soon as Bai Ling put her hand on the start lever, she understood all the functions of the entire train, and just by sitting there, she had a feeling that she could know what was happening in every part of the train.

"The power of pioneering. Okay, then let's begin our first expedition. First stop, the Harvest Alliance Divine Envoy!"

Bai Ling took a deep breath, then without hesitation pressed the start button of the train's jump device. Instantly, the space directly in front of the train began to distort, and a huge wormhole slowly emerged.

At this moment, Bai Ling suddenly felt that the imaginary energy was rapidly draining from her body - she hurriedly turned her head to look at the dashboard, and her heart sank: the train had lost the power of pioneering as fuel, and now the only thing that could support it to move forward was the imaginary energy that Bai Ling herself possessed.

However, faced with such a predicament, Bai Ling showed no sign of retreating. She gritted her teeth, a flicker of determination in her eyes, and muttered to herself, "This is a good alternative... Come on, buddy! Let's begin our first exploration together."

Before he finished speaking, the dazzling Starry Sky Train sped towards the wormhole like an arrow from a bow at astonishing speed. In a mere instant, the entire train was completely immersed in the wormhole, disappearing into the endless void.

At the same time, as the train sped forward, a new star trail gradually emerged beneath its wheels. This star trail seemed to be formed by countless brilliant stars, shining with a dazzling brilliance.

The train engine emitted a deep and powerful roar, like a long-sleeping giant finally awakening; the vibration and noise produced by the wheels turning were like an exciting melody for this great adventure. They seemed to be celebrating their own rebirth and cheering for the renewed vitality of the pioneering work that had been stagnant for more than a hundred years.