Starry Sky Railway: Starting with a furious outburst at Aha

Elsewhere in the universe, a strangely shaped spaceship streaked across the sky at the speed of light, leaving ripples in the space.

It came from Pinocchio and is now sailing towards the fairy boat Luofu.

Inside the stage-like spaceship, a girl dressed as fresh and elegant as an immortal answered the communication, and then her heavenly voice rang out.

"Hmm, it's alright, brother," however, upon closer listening, a discordant note could be heard in that delicate voice. "We'll be there soon... Hmm, I know, brother."

After hanging up the phone, the girl sighed, rested her chin on her hand, and stared blankly at the starry sky outside the porthole, her mind involuntarily recalling the scene from three days ago.

At that time, Pure Beauty floated in the mortal world, its destiny's radiance encompassing tens of thousands of light-years, and Pinocchio was also enveloped within it.

That beautiful radiance and the figure walking in the light left an indelible impression on the girl's heart, and she felt a flutter every time she thought of it.

"Joo Won...he's also a singer..."

The girl thought of something else.

Yesterday morning, while she was on her way to find her brother, she happened to run into her subordinate reporting to the boy.

She slowed her pace and inadvertently overheard the conversation between her subordinate and the boy.

"What?!" At that moment, the usually calm and collected young man underwent a noticeable change, his tone filled with shock and anger. "Did I send the Great Lord of Annihilation to kill Zhou Yuan?"

"Who spread this rumor?"

"It's almost universally rumored, Master," the subordinate nervously wiped his sweat, "After all, everyone knows you're very good to Miss Robin, this kind of thing..."

The boy was speechless.

"I understand, you may leave." He waved his hand to dismiss his subordinate and fell into deep thought.

A moment later, the girl approached and brought up the matter of the fairy boat. So, she naturally represented Pinocchio to send her condolences.

Meanwhile, at the Luofu Immortal Boat docking point, inside the Starry Sky Train.

On March 7th, she knocked on the door and went inside without waiting for the owner's answer, because she knew that the owner of this room would never be able to respond to her again.

"Xing, you really are here," she said, walking closer and patting Xing on the shoulder. "Are you alright?"

Xing sat on the floor, staring blankly ahead. She had been in this state for several days since Zhou Yuan's death.

On the bed in front of her lay a suit. She had imagined countless times that a red cloth would fall, the suit would suddenly open up, and a figure would appear from it, smiling and saying to her, "Magic, isn't it amazing?"

Unfortunately, it was all just a fantasy.

"I..." Xing began softly, "Does he have anything else?"

“That’s all.” March 7th looked around at the furnishings in the room.

Aside from the standard table, chairs, bed, and wardrobe, there was only one set of clothes to change into; the traces of Zhou Yuan's existence were pitifully few.

"I see..." Xing looked at the clothes on the bed, and memories of the past came flooding back to her.

She had known all along that Zhou Yuan was not her father, and Kafka was not her mother.

Perhaps I don't even have parents.

But so what?

The feelings are real, and so are the experiences.

Laughter, sulking, indifference, playfulness—all these vanished with Zhou Yuan's passing, leaving only a faint sense of loss and bitterness.

"Why can't I be stronger?" She pressed her hand to her chest, which was filled with star cores yet felt empty.

"When does it start?" she asked.

"According to the ancient immortal ship's name, at Shen Shi (3-5 PM), there are still five system hours left."

"Let's go." After a long while, Xing stood up, folded the suit on the bed neatly with a blank expression, and walked out of the train with March 7.

Zhou Yuan never spoke of his hometown, and he passed away on the Immortal Ship. After consultation between the train crew and Luofu, it was unanimously decided to use the funeral rites of the fox people to bid farewell to his brilliant yet short life.

On the Luofu Immortal Boat, the place was bustling with noise and people jostling shoulder to shoulder.

Several celestial ships converged, and with people infiltrating the ships with various motives, the number of people on the ships was greater than ever before.

After dismissing the crew, Fu Xuan stood expressionless inside the filming cave, reminiscing about the previous prosperity.

Inside a house in Xingchahai, Bai Lu bit her nails as she played an astonishing game of chess with Lin Ling.

In Suiyuan Garden, Huo Huo was muttering to herself in front of a pile of belongings:

"O soul, return...O soul, return..."

At the Chang Le Tian Pai Hall, Qing Que drew cards while praying:

"May Brother Zhou protect me!"

After three days of painful recovery, the injured gradually returned to normal life.

Except someone.

In Xingchahai, a place with such a dense population, there is a rare open space.

From time to time, painful cries could be heard, and people would flee in terror at the sight.

"Yuan'er! Waaaaah!!!"

After crying for a while, seeing that no one paid attention to her, Zhou Huan suddenly put away all her expressions, quickly changed her disordered steps, and quietly blended into the crowd.

It's time to settle accounts... He thought to himself, and was about to retract the scattered power when his nose suddenly twitched as he smelled a familiar scent.

"Huh??" His eyes lit up, and he eagerly rushed over after finding the right spot.

......

Zhou Yuan rubbed his eyes, feeling as if everything before him was familiar.

After passing through layers of rigorous checks at the Luofu docking point, he finally entered the Immortal Ship as a representative of the Knights.

He had just stepped off the ferry at Xingchahai when he saw the two people.

The man with a full head of red hair, dressed in exquisite knight's armor, was none other than Silver Branch, a colleague of the Pure Beauty Knights.

Zhou Yuan wasn't surprised by his arrival, but... who the heck is Zhou Huan? Why is he here too?

And what's with that look in his eyes? Oh my god!

After a brief but intense moment of thought, Zhou Yuan pretended not to see Zhou Huan and exchanged greetings with Yinzhi.

"Your Excellency Silver Branch, I've kept you waiting."

"Lord Fangzheng, you've finally arrived!" Yinzhi nodded to Zhou Yuan. "The deputy commander has already told me your purpose, and I will do my best to cooperate."

"Please just show the utmost respect to the deceased; he was also a knight with a heart that yearned for purity."

“Of course,” Zhou Yuan nodded in agreement.

Led by Yinzhi, Zhou Yuan pretended to familiarize himself with the environment and the procedures for the memorial service at Xingchahai. During this time, Zhou Huan followed closely behind, making Zhou Yuan feel very uncomfortable.

"Is it wrong to be handsome?!"

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was time for the funeral ceremony to begin.

Zhou Yuan, now a pure and beautiful knight, reunited with the train crew.

Looking at the familiar person in front of him, Zhou Yuan sighed. There was no greater distance in the world than this.

The group began placing Zhou Yuan's belongings and mementos onto the star raft.

Huo Huo placed Zhou Yuan's phone and a book of supernatural tales on the table, while Qing Que took out a complete set of Imperial Jade Tablets.

Fu Xuan rushed over, put in a CD of Zhou Yuan's songs, and brought Jing Yuan an honorary medal.

Zhou Yuan watched as one item after another was placed inside.

A cup of specialty coffee, a pendant, a rose, his own steel playing cards, a mask from Sambo, and a complete suit.

"I......"

His heart was bleeding, but he was helpless and could only watch as his possessions and himself drifted further and further away.

Fortunately, Xing suddenly regretted it and took Zhou Yuan's black hat back onto her own head, refusing to take it off no matter what, thus leaving Zhou Yuan with the last bit of property.

Finally, under everyone's watchful eyes, March 7th hesitantly took out a photo and solemnly placed it inside.

“This is my favorite picture of Joo Won,” she reminded him.

Zhou Yuan looked at it and saw that the photo was framed in a frame made of six-phase ice, which looked very exquisite and carefully made.

"Wait... this photo..."

After seeing it clearly, Zhou Yuan suddenly felt an urge to destroy the photo on the spot.

In the crystal-clear photo frame, Zhou Yuan was sitting awkwardly on the toilet!

Black Tower Space Station! Teleportation Toilet!!

He immediately recalled the scene.

Although no private parts were exposed, Zhou Yuan still felt completely naked.

"They actually took a picture! They're so good at capturing candid moments!!"

Given his current status, Zhou Yuan did not make a move, but only subtly reminded him:

"Zhou Yuan probably hopes you will keep this photo as a memento."

Whatever you want, could you please not show it in public?

However, March 7th did not understand Zhou Yuan's hint.

She looked at Zhou Yuan, then lowered her head and sighed:

You don't understand him.