Starry Sky Railway: Starting with a furious outburst at Aha

Zhou Yuan's expression was solemn; this was an unexpected event he had never anticipated.

Pam is dead?

How could the conductor of the Starry Sky Train, the train's mascot, be dead?

After leaning closer and examining him closely for a long time, Zhou Yuan reluctantly came to believe it.

The motionless, lifeless doll in front of me is indeed Pam.

It's really dead!

"What's going on?" Zhou Yuan turned to look at March 7.

On March 7th, she bit her lip, and before she could even speak, a mist of white fog appeared in her eyes:

"It... descended upon the Annihilation Lord three days ago. In order to fight against the Annihilation Lord, Pam consumed all of its energy... After its energy was exhausted, it became like this."

"It drove the train, giving us enough time; it died for us."

Seeing that March 7th was becoming emotionally unstable and about to cry, Zhou Yuan quickly changed the subject.

Have you tried anything?

"Yes, we've contacted many people, but it hasn't been resolved... Sister Himeko is still looking for help."

Pam... Pam... Zhou Yuan frowned and began to think.

What race is Pam? Does Pure Beauty Power work on it?

After a moment, he thought of a being who aspired to create a star god, and so he asked:

Have you contacted Ms. Ruan Mei?

"Ruan Mei?" March 7 asked in confusion, clearly she had never heard of this name before.

Come to think of it, the star has not conducted many simulated universe tests so far, so how could the train crew have come into contact with Ruan Mei in advance?

“Member number 81 of the Genius Club specializes in life sciences and may be able to help with this.”

With just one machine, the protagonist can freely choose elements to participate in the creation of cat cakes. In fact, Zhou Yuan thinks that as long as Pam is still a living being, reviving her is not a big problem.

"Then... how should we contact her?"

"She is a good friend of Ms. Black Tower. Perhaps you can contact her through Black Tower."

Shortly after Zhou Yuan's "ascension to godhood," the train's recent whereabouts were exposed online, and its dealings with the Black Tower were naturally known. Therefore, March 7th was not surprised.

Her expression hesitated for a moment before she said:

“We contacted them, but it was an automated reply saying they were busy and didn’t have time.”

"and then?"

"Then they looked for other people."

Zhou Yuan didn't know what to say.

"This is a matter of life and death, shouldn't we contact each other more often?"

"Is it okay?" Under Zhou Yuan's repeated urging, March 7th nodded hurriedly, "Okay!!"

So she quickly took out her phone, then put it away again:

"I remember there was a Black Tower doll in Xing's room; that would be more convenient."

The two quickly arrived at Xing's door. Just as March 7 was about to knock, Zhou Yuan stopped him.

Faint sounds could be heard coming from inside the room.

"They say that people turn into stars after they die. Which one are you?"

"If it were you, it would definitely be the biggest and brightest, right?"

"But why can't I see?"

Inside the room, Xing spoke to the suit and top hat neatly folded on the table.

"Can you talk to me in my dreams... Are you angry? I'm sorry."

"sorry......"

After that, there was no other sound, only continuous sobbing.

"..." Zhou Yuan's face was gloomy. He took March 7 away and returned to the sightseeing car.

He felt a deep resentment welling up inside him, but had no way to vent it, which made him extremely frustrated.

"Let's wait until she's calmed down before we talk about it," Zhou Yuan explained to March 7.

The pink-haired girl nodded, trying to appear strong, but memories of the past flooded her mind, and another layer of tears welled up in her eyes.

What is he doing here?

Zhou Yuan had never seen a young girl shed tears, let alone because of him, so he quickly changed the subject, pointing to Zhou Huan who was squatting to the side.

On March 7th, Zhou Huan was seen squatting in the carriage with a solemn expression, as if he were using the toilet.

Zhou Yuan had always felt that Zhou Huan had mental problems, and now he was even more certain of it.

That's insane!

“It’s…it’s his personal habit,” March 7 replied, his attention diverted.

He said it felt like he was using someone else's toilet and didn't have to flush.

"?" Zhou Yuan was questioning his life.

He looked at Zhou Huan again and found that Zhou Huan hadn't even glanced at him yet, so he felt relieved: "No problem, this is easy to discuss."

Just as Zhou Yuan was about to inquire about Zhou Huan's purpose for getting into the car, he felt a vibration in his arms. He picked up the phone and answered it. A respectful voice came from the other end.

"Hello Mr. Fang Zheng, I am Constantine from the Annihilation Gang. The celebration we discussed earlier will begin in two days. You may now depart."

It was Constance's phone call! She somehow got Zhou Yuan's number!

Why the rush? Why isn't this celebration postponed?

As Zhou Yuan was pondering this, she continued:

"You don't have to answer right away, take a look at the item first."

My phone vibrated again.

Zhou Yuan held it up to the front in confusion, and saw Constance initiate a temporary chat and send a picture.

It's a black-cased phone that looks quite ordinary.

However, upon seeing this, Zhou Yuan was shocked – it was his cell phone!

"Damn it!" Zhou Yuan cursed under his breath.

This thing actually ended up in the hands of the Annihilation Gang? We have no choice but to go now.

Constance's subsequent words confirmed Zhou Yuan's conjecture.

"We obtained this phone by chance; it belongs to Zhou Yuan."

After saying that, she didn't say anything more, as if she was certain that Zhou Yuan would agree.

In fact, she was right.

After some thought, Zhou Yuan realized that the Immortal Boat didn't need him for the time being.

As an ordinary, pure-hearted knight, I am clearly not qualified to ask Nguyen Mai to help the train crew. The train crew needs to ask for help in reviving Pam.

Whether as Zhou Yuan or as the pure and beautiful knight Fang Zheng, he had no reason to refuse to go to the Eternal Fire Mansion.

Moreover, the Star Train will not be leaving the Celestial Ship for some time, making it the perfect opportunity to travel.

"Oh, I see."

Zhou Yuan answered in a low voice, then hung up the phone.

He quickly said goodbye to March 7th and got off the train.

At this moment, he finally remembered the note Constance had given him, glanced at the address on it, and took the initiative to contact Igor of the Pure Knights.

"Commander Yi, could you prepare a spaceship for me...? I need to go to Planet Tofet."

......

Inside the Starry Sky Train, Xing was exhausted from crying and fell into a deep sleep, using her suit jacket as a pillow.

At that moment, light shone from behind her, and two blue and white projections quietly appeared.

"Have I been doing the wrong thing all along?" Kafka asked herself.

She had always acted strictly according to the script, and after Zhou Yuan, this variable, appeared, she had been actively trying to drive Zhou Yuan away from the Starry Sky Train. Now that she had almost succeeded, she couldn't be happy at all.

"Without him, the plot wouldn't change, and Xing would suffer even more."

Kafka looked at Xing, her eyes filled with heartache, wanting to reach out and touch him but her hand passed right through him.

After a long silence, she turned to look at her companion.

"How's the signal tracking going?"

Silver Wolf looked puzzled and stood there without saying a word.

Kafka immediately understood:

I didn't mean to question you.

Hearing this, Silver Wolf nodded in satisfaction: "The signal hasn't moved. The current location is... on Planet Tofit."

"where is that?"

"The lair of the Eternal Fire Mansion."

“Let’s go,” Kafka said, glancing at the stars one last time before disappearing from view, leaving behind the words, “Take it back as a gift for her.”