Collapse, survive

"Ahem, anyway, Star Passengers and Fang Jie Passengers, welcome to officially become [Nameless Guests]!"

Pam was clearly pleased to receive two more at once.

"So, back to the original topic, Fang Jie has been settled in. Star passenger, as an unnamed passenger on the Starry Sky Train, you should have your own room."

She had been prepared for a long time, but she just hadn't had the chance... no, it's just that the Star Core Spirit wandered around so naturally that no one realized how well she got along, and they didn't think of it for a moment.

Xing herself didn't even realize it, but she had a room now, yay!

"Finally, we're no longer homeless! Yay!"

"However, the number of train carriages is far less than in the past, and the number of rooms is limited... Danheng passengers even sleep in the archives. Fangjie passengers also make their homes in carriages that have been converted from separate carriages."

Danheng really liked the archives: "I don't mind."

"I don't mind."

Fang Jie also quite liked the feeling of having a whole carriage to himself.

Xing seemed thoughtful: "So my room? Who am I going to share it with?"

Danheng's archives were terrifying, Fang Jie's separated carriages... well, the walls were very sturdy.

Which one should I choose? Which one should I choose? Which one should I choose?

Ah, I've got it! It's you, March 7th!

"No, no, no, Star Passenger Fang Jie Pam was prepared. There happens to be a spare room on the second floor of the party carriage that can be used as a Star Passenger's room~"

Pam quickly told her not to overthink it: "Come on, let's go take a look!"

Compared to the bare walls of the room that occupied an entire carriage, this was the largest room on the Starry Sky Train. It could easily fit an apocalyptic beast. And so it returned to the stars.

But Fang Jie knew she would have to sleep in cardboard boxes for another year, not for any other reason than her inexplicable procrastination on such matters…

Do you want?

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Chapter Sixty-Nine: Belloberg's Kangaroo.

Instead of some fancy home decor guide for Hajime Star, why not have a banquet? A celebratory dinner is so sweet, and it makes you look forward to the next one.

Is Himeko planning to cook for herself next time?

Fang Jie pondered whether he should bring her some raw materials from Walter's hometown.

"Oh my god, this is a tough choice. Himeko or the whole family, and this whole family even includes Pam..."

He was then struck by Xing's elbow.

Are you trying to harm me again?

Stars are on alert.

March 7th chimed in, "Exactly, exactly, that's why you're laughing so evilly."

They shouted in unison, "Grab him and shove him into the pipe! And do what you did before again..."

"Injustice!"

Fang Jie felt no guilt and turned to flee.

The Star Train is a good place, Fang Jie has always thought so.

But didn't the nameless visitors leave too many surprises for those who came after them?

Back in his bare room, which contained only display cases, Fang Jie recalled his earlier feelings. It wasn't a banquet, but a pipe—it was hard to describe, he could only try to describe it as best he could. He used the word 'strange object' to describe his feelings at that moment.

"However, the pioneering spirit has only intensified."

Fang Jie casually stuck a boundary anchor into the doorway of his room.

When will it happen?

he does not know.

It wasn't a matter of "ontological mimicry." He had already read the information about boundary anchoring on the train, and he suddenly understood it after coming out of the pipe. It was like riding a bicycle; if you know it, you know it, so what's there to say?

Fang Jie stepped out of the room again. Without even opening it, he leaped and "broke through the door."

"This warp method."

Compared to the feeling of using a reality distortion field to warp, it felt... like nothing at all.

His warp-like technique is based on the medium of a force field, which deforms the force field and attempts to condense it into a straight line. Well, it's probably similar to the "riding the rainbow" technique in the cultivation world.

It appears to be just a single beam of light, but it is part of the complete reality distortion field. Its size is meaningless; it is large enough to allow Fang Jie to pass through it and directly change his position.

In a sense, it is an imitation of the Milky Way's star trails.

As a manifestation of pioneering divine power, the boundary anchor point, once activated, receives the protection of imaginary energy for pioneering destiny. Although one may not feel it personally, one will know its power when encountering trouble.

"It wasn't that serious, it just got stuck in the pipe and couldn't get out..."

Fang Jie still remembered this incident. He probably couldn't warp on his own back then, so he tried to anchor himself using the boundary, which activated this ability.

There is some delay.

But good things come to those who wait. With this, Fang Jie can go to places his force field cannot reach yet—such as the place he just left, Belloberg.

Although the Star Train has left that unstable spatial domain, as long as people can withstand the continuous instability and distortion of space caused by the rift erosion, they can easily make round trips.

Fortunately, it contained a portion of the star core's energy, which allowed Fang Jie to withstand it; at least he knew this area of ​​Beloborg very well.

The reason why the Star Core Spirit is always running around randomly has been found!

……

……

It was late at night in Belleburg and Kripperburg.

However, having just become the High Guardian, Bronya immediately began handling numerous affairs, and it was expected that she would be working overtime until late at night every day for the foreseeable future.

Seele was also involved.

They share the same goal, but have different opinions:

"Priority? What do you mean? Do you think the reconstruction work in the lower district is not important enough? Don't forget that a new mineral deposit has just been discovered there, and Beloborg desperately needs these things right now."

“I understand that very well, but Seele, even you don’t want to go back to the lower districts. What we should do now is rebuild our home and explore the outside world. We must re-plan our limited resources.”

Bronya refused to back down and confronted her head-on.

"Furthermore, there is no such thing as upper or lower classes; we are all Beloborgs."

"you……"

Seele didn't want to argue with her, knowing full well that efficiency was the most important thing in this kind of thing.

But... they looked at each other, not really wanting to communicate about the 'illusion' that had occurred to them earlier, which was a bizarre and ambiguous one, and the two of them were still 'openly and honestly' in the lower area.

It refers to discovering together at the orphanage in Liuding Town that you were also an orphan.

They were having a very pleasant conversation, and Bronya even swore – “I’ll shove a gun up your nose on behalf of the Builders!”

In Seele's hallucination, she even praised her for being cute.

Disgusting, disgusting!

She's been sulking the whole time, this guy...

Damn it, damn it!

The atmosphere was strange, especially when Jepard, who was also very busy, appeared shortly afterward. He was working overtime on the hallucination issue, adding another task to his already hectic schedule.

"Report, Your Excellency High Guardian, this is a replica of the portrait from my memory, created by myself and Lieutenant Pera."

Jepard sent over his and Pera's work, a few, well, portraits.

In the hallucination, they are called wanted posters.

Since they had seen them before, Bronya and Seele exchanged a glance and looked at Pella first.

"As expected of Pera."

They praised each other in unison.

As an intelligence officer for the Silvermane Iron Guard, Pella has seen thousands, if not tens of thousands, of portraits. She also often needs her drawing skills to support her paperwork, so her brushstrokes are characterized by their exquisite quality. Her paintings of March 7th and Danheng can be described as stunningly beautiful. The young girl in the painting smiles like a flower, holding... uh, a camera? She gazes at you affectionately, or somewhere behind you.

To be honest, thinking back to that smiling girl, and then comparing it to this exquisite portrait before me, it is so similar to her, yet so different in every sense—if I had to say, perhaps it lacks some of the joy? And has gained an extra touch of elegance?

But it doesn't matter, she'll like it. With wanted posters plastered all over the streets, March 7th will only feel proud.

Xing also drew her beautiful picture this time, and even explained it.

nice!

So, what about Jepard?

Recalling the scenes in their memories, Bronya and Seele's trembling hands still opened those portraits. Even though they had seen them in their hallucinations and remembered their appearance in the streets and alleys, Bronya and Seele were still shocked, and shocked again!

Wild and unrestrained, shocking and appalling, 100% faithful to the original, and must never be allowed to leave the country again—for Belloberg.

Jepard, to do such a thing to the very person who saved the world, you...

"As expected of you, Jepard."

"Um, thank you for the compliment, Miss Seele."

“I’m not praising you, I mean I’m praising your artistic genes.”

It's impossible not to praise Jepard, but praising Jepard is impossible.

Bronya and she were in agreement on this point.

"Step down, Jepard. There's still a lot of work to be done. Keep going."

"Yes."

Jepard didn't understand why everyone saw him that way, and he and his companions quietly kept a portrait of Fang Jie that wasn't in their memories. It wasn't a wanted poster, just a portrait.

Bronya took the Pera version of the cube, while Seele carefully kept the Jepard version of the cube.

Considering that they were previously unique, they can be considered rare treasures.

If we show it to him, we might be able to live off him for the rest of our lives.

The two exchanged a glance and, as expected, still felt that the other was not an eyesore, but rather strange. The inexplicable memories formed a new relationship; it was so empathetic, yet seemingly ambiguous.

It wasn't without reason.

Fang Jie, with an expression of "I have no eyes to see the pioneers," watched as Xi'er carefully examined his... well, his portrait.

The self in the painting is wild and unrestrained, with black fur, and gender indistinguishable. The square golden-rimmed eyes that stare directly at the world reveal a sense of detachment and despair.

In addition, the lines and structures that seemed to point to the sky and the earth...

It's ruined. Fang Jie's favorite move is ruined.

"That's too much. That's too much."

"Eek! You...you...you..."

Startled by the familiar voice, Xi'er turned her head, and the scene became real. Fang Jie, like an assassin, darted behind her and peeked around.

It's just a time-space fracture version of the Speed ​​Force, a standard Valkyrie build, enough to walk in openly and legitimately.

What do you want to do with this portrait?

Fang Jie turned the tables, his eyes filled with resentment.

Seele was naturally guilty; she had been caught red-handed for doing this for Belloberg and for herself.

Bronya felt guilty!

They silently protected the portrait, and only then seemed to realize that Fang Jie hadn't come in person. Their faces beamed with smiles: "Lord Fang Jie, you're back!"

"It's only been a day. Wait, are you still thinking about those hallucinations? What happened again? Is it the Star Core's doing?"

The main point is to shift the topic.

"I just left, I'm not dead, what's so strange about me coming back?"

Fang Jie's previous anxiety and unease had completely disappeared; the atmosphere was no longer there.