Starry Sky Railway: Starting with a furious outburst at Aha

It was late at night, and Zhou Yuan didn't greet anyone before swiping his ticket to open the train door.

Inside, the Void Whale Lights were still on, emitting a soft glow, and the observation cabin was empty.

"It's perfect that no one's around." Zhou Yuan's face lit up with joy, and he walked straight toward the Court of Oblivion.

After all, the messenger of the Flowing Light Memory Court can only be observed by those it wants. If others see Zhou Yuan staring blankly in front of a mirror, who knows what they will think.

Zhou Yuan approached the mirror, hesitated for a moment, and tapped it twice with his knuckles.

knock knock!

The mirror surface quickly rippled like water, and a person emerged from it.

"Hello Zhou Yuan, do you wish to enter the Court of Oblivion?"

“I want a cone of light that contains the composer’s memories,” Zhou Yuan pondered. “It should include every stage of his practice from childhood to adulthood… I need a famous composer. How do I do that?”

“Big enough…” The messenger quickly understood Zhou Yuan’s needs. “You mean you want to use it to become a top-notch composer?”

"Hmm...is that not okay?"

"Yes, but the backlash will be severe." The messenger searched his memory for relevant information about Sudhana.

“I have someone here who meets your requirements. His name is Huang Guangshi. He is a Xianzhou person who lived to be 310 years old and was once hailed as the most brilliant creative superstar of Xianzhou.”

"Although he died young, his more than three hundred years of memories are still too much for you, a short-lived species, and you may not be able to withstand it."

"More than three hundred years, four times longer than last time?" Zhou Yuan pondered for a moment, then smiled faintly, "It's just a system restart, I'm not afraid."

"Tell me, what do I want in return?"

“All you need to do is enter the Court of Oblivion,” the messenger said, pointing to the mirror behind him. “Because the light cone you requested is too precious, we need to access your very distant memories and recreate them there.”

"Reproduce? What do you mean?"

"That is to say, the selected memory will be re-enacted in the Court of Oblivion, and you will be caught up in it and experience it again."

What should I do inside?

The messenger smiled slightly: "Inside you have all your current power, so you can act boldly without restrictions. All subsequent developments will become reasonable under the influence of the Heaven of Good Vision."

"Won't that change my memories and personality?" Zhou Yuan realized something was wrong.

The Garden of Oblivion helps people recall forgotten memories. If one's choices in the Garden of Oblivion are completely opposite to those of the past, wouldn't the altered memories in the Garden of Oblivion replace one's original memories since the past memories have been forgotten?

“Yes and no,” the messenger said. “Memory has a shaping effect on a person’s character. The Court of Oblivion awakens memories that you have already forgotten, so it is unlikely to affect your character. Of course, there is a small chance that it will.”

"If you have suffered some serious harm and your brain has subconsciously forgotten this part of the memory, then if this memory is reawakened by the Court of Oblivion, your rebellious behavior in the Court of Oblivion may very well change your personality."

"As you expect, the outcome will be good."

The messenger's words greatly shocked Zhou Yuan. He realized that the people of Liuguang Yiting might not be entirely good people. They were more like conducting some kind of experiment on intelligent beings while collecting memories.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but worry. What if the people of Liuguang Yiting read his memories of playing the game?

He remembers most of it, but inevitably forgets some.

Could you please specify the time period?

The messenger pondered for a moment before speaking: "Considering you are a carbon-based Homo sapiens, twenty-five years ago?"

"I'm only twenty years old."

"Ah... let's say thirteen years ago. That's the lowest I can go. Any lower and you won't be able to get the light cone you want."

Zhou Yuan thought for a few seconds and slowly nodded in agreement.

"Then please come in."

As he spoke, the messenger lightly touched the mirror with his finger, and the mirror immediately transformed into a vortex, attracting Zhou Yuan closer to it.

Just as Zhou Yuan was about to step inside, a voice suddenly rang out from behind him.

"Passenger Zhou Yuan! You...when did you get back, Pa!"

Zhou Yuan, who was completely focused, was startled. By the time he came to his senses, the messenger and the rotating mirror in front of him had disappeared.

"Train conductor?" Zhou Yuan turned around with a hint of helplessness. "Don't you sleep?"

"Passenger Zhou Yuan hasn't answered my question yet!"

Pam stared intently at Zhou Yuan, and even leaned closer to him to sniff a few times.

“Pam now needs to be wary of some nasty guy sneaking up on her.”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yuan smiled and conjured an emotional light cone from behind his head:

"I'm currently working with the official Luofu Immortal Ship organization and need to go back to the train to take care of some business. Did I wake you up?"

Upon seeing Zhou Yuan's unique light cone technique, Pam nodded in agreement.

"I see. I didn't expect that Zhou Yuan, the passenger, had already established a partnership with the Luofu authorities after only a few days... It seems the name of the Nameless Passenger is still quite prestigious, ah..."

"Can't it just be that I'm good at it..." Zhou Yuan's lips twitched.

“Pam isn’t sleeping right now; she’s monitoring people.” As she said this, Pam looked around.

"Today... no, yesterday a strange person came on the train."

"A weirdo?" When Zhou Yuan heard the word "weirdo," Zhou Huan's image immediately came to mind, and then he got goosebumps.

No way, that fast!?

"Where is he? What's his name?" Zhou Yuan swallowed nervously.

"He's at the back of the car now... He said earlier that he wanted to go to the front of the car to take a look, but I didn't agree."

Pam began pacing anxiously back and forth.

"What did he say his name was again? Oh right, he said his name was Yinzhi."

"He even claimed to be a member of the Pure Beauty Knights."

"It's really strange... Can you believe I saw him talking to a potted plant about the entire system?"

"Oh, it's not Zhou Huan," Zhou Yuan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment, his mind suddenly clicked, "Who? Yinzhi??"

"Does Zhou Yuan, the passenger, know him?"

“I don’t know him, I’ve only heard of him.” Zhou Yuan shook his head, lost in thought.

Silver Branch, what's Silver Branch doing on the Immortal Ship? There's no martial arts tournament going on right now... Did she just wander over here by chance?

Silver Branch... Pure Beauty Knights... Pure Beauty? Pure Beauty! Zhou Yuan suddenly realized:

"Could it be that I led him here?"

Thinking about Yinzhi's attitude towards the pure and beautiful star goddess Idrila, Zhou Yuan suddenly felt that meeting him was not a good thing.

Hahaha, brave Rose Knight, you're too late! Your princess [Idrila] has been locked in the dark room by me!!