Collapse, survive

Fang Jie silently put it aside. He was neither surprised nor incredulous that this star would turn into some kind of demon or monster. How could she possibly become some kind of Extinction Lord in her current state?

It's all fiction, all fiction.

Ever since taking Aponia away and drinking too much coffee, Fang Jie has occasionally seen some strange things, which must be Ahagan's doing!

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Chapter 246 A Domain of Triple Destruction Intertwined and Entangled.

Let's go to the space station later. For now, everyone should stay on the train!

Fang Jie practically self-destructed, going after Himeko and exploding with them.

Star was filled with grief and indignation. Under the watchful eyes of March, who said "You did a great job, you're so mean," she used the synthesis table to create the "inverse equation," one of the raw materials being her precious garbage.

"Come on, Fang Jie, taste my anger."

She generously presented her rare creation: a bottle of punitive energy.

Fang Jie fell silent.

Even coffee could no longer move him. He was a very strong man, able to survive even in dire straits on hay, snow, and delicious algae.

but……

There was an energy drink in front of me. It tasted strange, and drinking it felt like some kind of punishment game.

Looking at it, you gain determination.

And anger.

"Drink it, this is your destiny."

Xing looked arrogant as she talked about how she herself had defied fate and had her destiny changed several times.

She didn't encounter the Star Core Hunter, she stayed on the space station and didn't board the Star Train, but the world always held another possibility, and the galaxy, because of the [Last King], never lacked the chance to see that kind of future.

Even the concept of eternal recurrence can be considered common sense.

Therefore, Fang Jie refused to drink and remained silent.

He's executing tactics, waiting for Himeko. I'm waiting for Himeko. What are you waiting for?

Xing and March realized this, but the latter had no solution, while the former had a sudden inspiration:

The pink-haired girl stood there, looking down at something—perhaps at her own feet encased in white silk shoes.

But whatever she was looking at, there was only one reason: waiting for her two friends was getting too boring.

And one of the culprits is you, the anonymous guest Fang Jie.

She desperately wanted to capture those precious moments, but could only listlessly fiddle with her camera…

"No, could you please stop being the narrator?"

Fang Jie couldn't hold back anymore. Xing, that little thing, always had a way of stirring up his emotions. In March, he was still cooperating. He was both intelligent and brave, and he was always ready to beat up his companions.

“I refused to eat or drink anything until Himeko arrived.”

"If you dare to eat Himeko's food, what's wrong with trying mine?"

"hehe."

Fang Jie watched as this 'talented' guy approached and demanded, "Give me a drink!" He shook his head vigorously, refusing to drink. He needed to recuperate and prepare for the new creative dish that Ji Zi was about to present.

This is a trial!

Everyone's navigator, Himeko, clearly had no idea what kind of "delicious food" she was making.

"The dishes are here. Let's have some appetizer soup first."

When the beautiful woman smiled, carrying the oppressive feeling that was shaking the stars who were bullying Fang Jie, March covered her mouth, even more nervous than during each leap.

how to say?

Without seeing its form or smelling its aroma, just looking at the menu, every dish by Himeko is an evil existence that surpasses even pineapple pizza and strawberry mapo tofu.

But no matter what, it was Himeko's heartfelt wish that he couldn't refuse.

Soon, Fang Jie stopped being arrogant and sat upright at the bar. The three little ones smelled the strange smell at the same time—a unique "fragrance" produced by the mixture of certain ingredients, herbs, and building materials that were originally normal or abnormal.

At least they didn't use garbage as raw material!

"Have some soup first. The main meal might be a while away. If you're hungry, you can have some fried watermelon strips first..."

The elegant and beautiful Ms. Himeko thought things through carefully, but is there a possibility... wait, is it just fried watermelon fries?

March felt like she had seen a savior. Oh right, Fang Jie had cleared out all the strange reserves, and now even Himeko, a skilled cook, was powerless to cook without rice on the train.

Seeing the plate of sliced ​​watermelon coated in deep-fried flour placed on the table, the yellowish-black flour and the shriveled watermelon creating an interesting contrast, Xiao Sanyue happily picked up her chopsticks.

"Yay, Himeko, I love your cooking the most."

She jumped the gun!

As expected of you, Xing quickly followed up: "Me too."

She could totally handle the frying process of watermelon fries.

Fang Jie silently ate his watermelon, looking speechlessly at the two guys: "Why don't you guys have some soup? This watermelon sweet soup is quite good."

The names sound nice, but they would never actually do anything about it.

The only one I recognized was the watermelon. Now, this savior of summer lies dead amidst a medley of ingredients, mixed into a pot that looks like it could unleash some kind of evil energy.

"Where is Danheng? I haven't seen him at all."

Himeko wasn't surprised; in fact, she was very proud and wanted to share more.

Oh, he showed up before and then secretly ran away, like he just passed through your world.

Pam didn't even show her face; she was probably taking refuge like Uncle Yang.

Even so, Fang Jie couldn't betray his companion: "He's probably in seclusion again."

As he spoke, Fang Jie looked at his two teammates, who were probably good friends, and noticed that San Yue and Xing Du turned their faces away in unison, pretending not to hear him and Ji Zi talking.

Agreement: To protect Danheng.

Don't worry about Uncle Yang, he can't escape, he's on duty.

As he watched Himeko get up again and walk from the party carriage toward the most important part of the train, Fang Jie silently withdrew his gaze.

He was able to save Danheng because he ran fast. As for Uncle Yang, he was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see Uncle Yang suffer, so he didn't watch.

And Pam...

“Pam, my Pam.”

"Train conductor, I hope you escape alive."

"Run away..."

The queuing carriage was filled with groans. The two companions who thought the fried watermelon fries were not bad pushed the 'healthy dish' in front of them, which they didn't like, to Fang Jie.

What?! I eat meat and you eat vegetables!

"You two..."

Fang Jie's lips twitched slightly, but he still accepted all the food offered. At least everyone had tacitly agreed to not waste food since Pam suggested it.

The taste was actually... kind of amazing.

In a daze, he seemed to see Ah Xing, dressed in a military uniform similar to Himeko's, looking dashing and commanding, coldly glancing at people as he listened to the train conductor's report.

[Navigator, the area ahead has been confirmed as a severely contaminated zone, and cleanup operations are underway.]

[Navigator, the area ahead has been cleared. The contaminated Fate Walker is lifeless. The silver track has been laid, and the boundary anchor point has been set. Please instruct on the next step.]

[Reorganize equipment, check weapon condition, and continuously monitor the mental state of surviving Fate Walkers. If any abnormalities are found, such as hearing clowns laughing, seeing plants or insects growing within our territory, or hearing the sound of hammering, execute them immediately. Jump ten minutes after reorganization is complete.]

After giving the following instructions, the star silently gazed at the starry sky.

The sky there was no longer as bright and sparkling as it used to be. Wildly growing plants and swarms of insects that blotted out the sun obscured the starry sky. The huge, broken mask could be clearly seen even from the ground. Occasionally, a meteor would indiscriminately sweep everything away, revealing the obscured starry sky, even though there was nothing there but emptiness. The meteor continued to move forward, continuing to sweep everything away, extinguishing one twinkling star after another.

With all the gods fallen and their destiny gone, humanity continues to move forward in this world after the gods' departure, along a path that no longer seems to bring power.

The jump is about to begin. The engines shine like stars, visible even to those light-years away. They carry the prayers of the people, searching for the survivors of the post-apocalyptic world. They set off once more. People watch the direction they depart, a place that was once pitch black, but now a star shines there—that is them, embarking on their journey anew.

"What kind of historical construction is this?"

Fang Jie truly felt that Aha had been bothering him lately. Even though Aha had been slacking off and doing nothing lately, his naturally expanding power and wisdom were getting closer and closer to a critical point similar to a 'knowledge singularity'.

To give an example, it's like he's entered the Sacred Sacrifice Realm, a rather awkward realm, where reality and illusion are intertwined and quite unstable. At his peak, he can rival a Commander, but when he's weak, even an ordinary Fate Walker might get elbowed down.

Wait, the Milky Way seems to have always been like this?

That's fine.

In short, this is a transitional phase. In order to avoid a future where the character's image is completely ruined, he constantly restrains himself from becoming a demon god by connecting to the Tree of Imaginary Numbers.

The original form of the imaginary power does not necessarily need to hatch into destiny in one step. Fang Jie blocked the progress bar he started with his own power. At this moment, in the collapsed solar system, the cocoon still dominates all the processed imaginary energy, that is, the Honkai energy, but the various destiny energies that are also processed are transported and restrained by Fang Jie.

This avoids the situation where Fang Jie and the End Worm need to sleep soundly, almost causing a disaster on Earth, and only waking up after Mei's frustrated calls, which can be said to be a case of being lost.

But I want to control myself during this period...

Fang Jie could only slowly work things out, avoid causing trouble, and wait for the right time... and in the occasional loss of control, he witnessed the history of the Milky Way's formation.

"Fang Jie, are you alright? How come you became stupid after just one bite? Don't be stupid!"

March's cries echoed in my ears: "Oh no, Ah Xing, even Fang Jie can't hold on this time, he's gone mad!"

"That's so strange. I think the taste is alright. Is Fang Jie just stupid to begin with? It's not the food that's the problem."

Shut up!

Following the 'guidance of the light,' Fang Jie traversed the illusory maze, calmly elbowing the little gray-haired boy beside him.

"I'm fine, the smell is definitely..."

Well, the strange taste exploded on my taste buds. The greasiness of the fried flour clashed completely with the original sweetness of the watermelon, and it also had an indescribable burnt and laundry detergent smell...

Wait, laundry detergent.

He looked in surprise at the two women who had also eaten, and saw them nodding heavily.

Himeko mixed up the salt and laundry detergent again!

This dish, made with decent ingredients, isn't creative at all; it's a lab accident.

"Himeko, sometimes I really don't understand her. Oh well, there are plenty of things on the train that I don't understand, there's no need to understand them all."

Fang Jie demonstrated courage by fearlessly continuing to eat the food, which was not exactly "terribly unpalatable," in front of his two weaker companions.

"Himeko, this dish is so delicious, I want to eat it all by myself!"

Waaaaah, tears welling up in my eyes, such a reliable explanation.

Ignoring Xing's grimacing face after being elbowed, March's eyes welled up with tears.

I forgive you for betraying us before.

However, there's nothing that can be done since Ji Zi has already given the prescription to Uncle Yang. Old Deng will have to make his own way. I'll let you hoard things until they expire.

Thus, Archivist followers also practiced the way of "exploration" in their eating habits.

Unfortunately, it didn't last long. After Himeko brought the main course, which consisted of a sweet soup with five kinds of nuts and watermelon, and some relatively normal appetizers like fried watermelon strips, came stir-fried moth shreds with rice, confit coffee bean duck leg...

Uncle Yang gave it a five-star review, and the train conductor was so moved by how delicious it was that he was speechless and burst into tears.

……

……

Immortal boat, Luofu.

"Young lady, three cups of Fairy Happiness Tea, please. We need to cleanse our stomachs."

The pioneering team wasn't exactly well-fed and watered, but the battlefield was littered with corpses, lying helplessly until dawn. Dan Heng didn't appear, Uncle Yang didn't appear, not even Pam...

Fearing that Ji Zi might still be in the mood, the three of them joined forces to escape again, which was Fang Jie's intentional attack.

Upon arriving at the Never-Night House, the three of them casually found a place to sit down. Smelling the aroma in the air, March 7th excitedly clamored for tea and ordered quite a few snacks.

Then let Danheng pay the bill remotely.