In the quiet night, two porcelain doll-like girls lay on the pink bed.

The pink-haired woman, dressed in loose pajamas, lay quietly on her side, her shoulders half-exposed, her sleeping posture serene.

The other girl was lying on the bed in a crooked and unladylike manner, wearing a light blue nightgown that was a little too small, which accentuated her voluptuous figure.

Her long, black hair was casually scattered on the bed, and the girl's brows were furrowed as if she were having a dream.

Turning over and over, the girl's arms groped unconsciously around her, as if she wanted to hug something.

As his arm drew closer to the pink-haired girl, Dan Heng turned and hugged March 7 the instant they touched.

Like hugging a giant fluffy pillow, Danheng held the bewildered March 7th tightly in both arms, and then his furrowed brows slowly smoothed out.

March 7th: What happened?

Rubbing his eyes, which were a little sore from being woken up by the noise, San Yueqi couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Dan Heng in the darkness, seeing his tightly furrowed brows.

Recalling Danheng's own account of his life as a wanderer, March 7th used his supposedly clever mind to think for a few seconds before drawing a conclusion.

"It's surprising to see that Sister Danheng also has a past she doesn't want to talk about."

She quietly buried her head in Danheng's broad chest and nestled against him.

It smells so good, it's so soft, it feels so good!

Finding a comfortable position, she silently said goodnight and drifted off to sleep in Danheng's arms.

……

"This is nothing."

Early in the morning, Danheng, still half asleep, got up and leaned against the headboard of March 7th's bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

God knows what she went through last night.

Does anyone have a dream about stick figure abstract animation?

That's right, last night Danheng dreamed of five stick figures. Two of them had two short lines drawn on their heads, two were slightly taller, and one was about the same height as the other two stick figures with a long line drawn on its hand.

Last night, Danheng dreamt of stick figure abstract line animations all night long, and he didn't know what they were talking about.

Who can understand these abstract lines?

After enduring a long period of torment, Danheng finally woke up and is now staring blankly at the ceiling.

"By the way, where's Little March?"

Finally realizing that someone was missing beside him, Master Dan decided to get up and leave that damn comfortable bed.

Danheng picked up her clothes, put them on skillfully, casually smoothed her frizzy long hair, and walked out of the room.

"you're awake."

Upon seeing Himeko drinking coffee in the lobby, Danheng greeted her.

Good morning, Himeko.

After finding a place to sit down, Danheng couldn't find Sanyueqi and Danheng anywhere.

"What about Xiao Sanyue and Danheng?"

Walter brought over a breakfast and placed it in front of Danheng.

“They’ve already gone to the Black Tower Space Station ahead of us. Little March said you’re a heavy sleeper, so she didn’t wake you up and let you sleep a little longer.”

Dan Heng was stuffing breakfast into his mouth when he heard that March 7th and Dan Heng had already gone to the Black Tower Space Station. He paused, and his hands moved faster.

What? The plot is about to begin? I have to go join the fun.

Danheng quickly ate a couple of bites of breakfast, leaving Walter and Himeko looking on in surprise, and then stood up.

"I am coming too!"

He left behind a single sentence and disappeared from the carriage, leaving Himeko and Welt staring at each other in bewilderment.

"This... there's no need to rush like this."

Himeko said with a hint of helplessness.

Walter smiled, sat down, and tidied up the plates and other items.

"Danheng is different from ordinary young girls."

"Oh? What's different?"

"It's rare to see a girl who gets up like this without dressing up at all."

"Yes, this child doesn't even take care of his hair properly."

……

At the Black Tower space station, loud alarms blared throughout the entire station, and countless crew members and guards were busy running around.

Along with the alarm came the most notorious evil in the universe.

The devastating antimatter legion.

Amidst this chaotic situation, two uninvited guests arrived.

"Hey, Kafka, does the script say when that person will arrive?"

In a small room, a petite gray-haired girl sat on a box, swinging her legs idly.

Blowing away the gum in her mouth, the gray-haired girl with the single spiral tapped the box beneath her impatiently and asked again.

"Aren't you coming yet? I'm still thinking about going back to play games."

Meanwhile, the elegant purple-haired woman leaning gracefully against the wall below leisurely took out a mirror, tidied her hair, and glanced at the time.

"Don't rush, Silver Wolf. Elio said this is a very important meeting."

After adjusting her coat, Kafka reached for a hard object hidden in her bosom.

"That's true, there aren't many times when he gets this excited."

"You have no idea, I think I almost couldn't stop him back then."

"Oh? Knowing your personality... you didn't take a picture?"

"I'm afraid of being attacked."

"..."

She shrugged, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

I'm kind of looking forward to seeing someone who can get Eriol to revise the script on the spot.

Footsteps sounded at the door. Kafka went from leaning against the wall to standing up, and Silver Wolf symbolically jumped off the box.

"She's here."

……

"Xiaobai, are you sure you're serious about this mission?"

Dan Heng, who had come to the Black Tower Space Station alone, was now feeling somewhat regretful.

I should have asked Himeko for a map. Who can find their way around all these twists and turns?

After glancing at the task given by the system, Dan Heng choked up again.

There are several large characters written on it.

"Meeting with Star Core Hunter Kafka and Silver Wolf."

Danheng was stunned when he saw this mission.

No, I'm playing Star Core Hunter? Really?

Still two.

But Danheng soon felt relieved.

It's just a meeting, right? At worst, I'll just take a quick look and run. If I can't beat them, can't I at least run away?

It was definitely not because of the 10% of the Dragon Lord's power that he went there.

Yes, absolutely not!

After glancing at the reward of "recovering 10% of the Dragon Lord's power", Dan Heng gritted his teeth and followed Xiao Bai's guidance to the ordinary little room in front of him.

A flash of blue light appeared in his hand, and "Strike the Clouds" appeared in his right hand. Dan Heng carefully pushed open the door and went inside.

Upon entering, I saw Kafka with a wicked woman's smile and Silver Wolf with a (???) expression.

Danheng: ...

What to do? It feels really bad to be stared at by the big boss as soon as I open the door.

I only wanted to peek, but I didn't expect that the two of them were waiting for me behind the door.

"excuse me."

At this moment, Danheng's IQ was approaching that of Einstein. After a brief moment of thought, Danheng chose to retreat.

Just as I was about to slip away, a strong hand grabbed me.

"You've kept us waiting for quite a while, it's not really appropriate for you to leave like this."

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