Zone Zero: I'm invincible now that the heavenly fire has killed Nineveh!

Star Dome Train, observation carriage.

On a small table, there are various exquisite dishes and a pot of steaming coffee.

The meal included a mixed fish pie inspired by stargazing, tender tree heart soaked in butterfly pea flower juice, and sheep pudding...

These are all tea snacks made by Himeko herself, and the coffee is naturally one of her proud creations as well.

Danheng, March 7, Xing, Lao Yang, and Pam sat together, looking at the afternoon tea on the table with somber expressions.

Inside the yellow apple pie, several fish heads were tilted upwards, their open eyes still staring at anyone who wanted to take a bite.

Xing swallowed hard, his gray hair trembling slightly, and thought solemnly: This is a test of the diners' courage.

The butterfly pea flower juice soaks the tender tree roots; the deep blue juice resembles a devil's slime, with several pieces of root floating and swimming within it. The fine fibrous roots on them indicate that they are indeed very tender, but by all accounts, they are not edible.

On March 7th, her stomach cramps began to cause phantom pain. She thought gravely: Is there no normal food left on the train? It seems it's time to activate her backup snacks to provide energy for everyone.

Sheep Pudding features a round, crystal-clear jelly base containing solidified slices of lung, intestines, heart, and kidney—all the essence of sheep, making the name "Sheep Pudding" quite fitting.

Dan Heng's phoenix eyes were exceptionally bright as he carefully examined the pudding in front of him: Apart from the similar shape, it seemed to have no relation to pudding at all, and suggested creating a new category.

Clearly, he physiologically refused to have anything with Sheep Pudding that was not for research purposes.

After glancing past these few uniquely beautiful scenes, the group turned their attention to the coffee in the transparent glass pot.

Despite being away from the stove and all heating equipment for quite some time, the coffee continued to gurgle and bubble, with fine white foam gradually forming.

Danheng, Xing, March 7, Lao Yang, and Pam all shuddered in unison and looked away in unison.

This thing is even more heavyweight and completely unacceptable.

March 7th glanced at Old Yang, his eyes seeming to say: Uncle Yang, why didn't you keep an eye on Aunt Ji Zi today and let her cook a big meal!

Walter Young shook his head knowingly, a wry smile on his face: she had done it without him noticing.

Pam subtly interjects with a knowing glance: "It's done, Pam, now the key is how to deal with it!"

They all shook their heads, there was nothing they could do.

Why isn't everyone eating?

Himeko brushed a strand of red hair behind her ear and smiled gently, "This is afternoon tea that I prepared especially for everyone. After all, you've all worked very hard these past few days, so we should treat you to something nice."

She pointed to several plates of tea snacks on the table: "These are all newly created desserts of mine, very novel, and guaranteed to be unique and unavailable on the market!"

From the Black Tower Space Station to Yalilo VI, and then to the Immortal Boat Luofu, the Starry Sky Train encountered countless troubles on its pioneering journey.

There's never enough time to rest before I have to throw myself into a new project.

Before embarking on her new journey to Pinocchio to unravel the secrets of the invitation, she prepared a perfect afternoon tea for everyone to relax.

"Haha, eat up, why aren't you eating?"

Old Yang adjusted his glasses and greeted them warmly.

No one could bear to let Himeko's kindness go to waste. This navigator of the Star Train always took meticulous care of them, helping to solve all sorts of problems; she was the best elder/friend.

March 7th had no desire to experience the feeling of an injured esophagus, and her eyes lit up as she said, "Uncle Yang, don't just talk about it, have a piece to try first."

If she absolutely had to try, she wouldn't want to be the first.

She only has the courage to try it if at least someone else has tasted it before her.

Don't think she's stupid; she's very smart.

"..."

Walter Young glanced at March 7th, then at the tea and snacks in front of him, his hand reaching out but then retracting.

Setting an example for younger generations is his duty, but it's a difficult task.

This time it was his fault for being careless; it was a mistake not to avoid it sooner. He's never usually there at times like this.

"I really hope some extraterrestrial flame breaks in!"

Xing looked at the starry sky outside the train and blinked her golden eyes.

She'd rather fight the antimatter legion with her stick than stay here any longer.

If nothing unexpected happens, she probably won't be able to escape this calamity.

His life as the Galaxy Baseball Man will end today.

The new one will be the Desperate Fish-Head Hero!

"Ah."

Dan Heng nodded almost imperceptibly, unusually agreeing with Xing's idea.

However, the probability of the train being attacked is extremely small.

While everyone was looking at the afternoon tea with a heavy heart and feeling dejected...

A firework burst open in the center of the train, scattering colorful ribbons as the lights simultaneously focused.

A figure appeared, dressed in a black and white casual suit, with a clean and upright appearance and a very handsome face.

Xing, ignoring the stunning beauty, grabbed a baseball bat and stood up, ready to charge into battle: "How dare you trespass on the train! Let's go!"

Oh my god, her wish really came true!

Although this extraterrestrial flame is cool, she's determined to fight, and Danheng can't stop her!

However, Dan Heng already had his spear in hand and had no intention of stopping Xing. The guy who had trespassed onto the train was no ordinary person.

Walter reached out and stopped the two of them, looking at the man in front of him very cautiously.

Tall and imposing, with an extraordinary air about him, the person who inexplicably stumbled onto the Aquivilli Train was definitely not a weakling.

Once the other party shows hostility, he might have to liberate Eden's Star.

Meanwhile, Su Chen was also looking around the train. It was clean and tidy, with bright windows and spotless tables. It was a good place to go.

The people in front of him clearly indicated his location, and Aha took him onto the Star Train.

As for Aha's mask, it had disappeared, presumably he had gone off to have some fun elsewhere. But he had no doubt that once he started causing trouble, that pleasure-seeking fellow would immediately reappear.

Himeko stepped forward, subtly shielding March 7 and the others behind her, and asked Su Chen with a serious expression, "Who are you, sir? What brings you to the train without permission?"

Su Chen snapped out of his daze, showing no awkwardness at entering someone else's home, and said with a smile, "A stranger in a strange land, a lost traveler, looking for a ride."