The Star Train's Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 114 Who is the undercover?

Danheng resealed the Jianmu tree, and several hours later, the group returned to Changletian.

The celebration banquet is ready, with dozens of special delicacies from Xianzhou laid out on the long table, their colors, aromas, and flavors making one's mouth water.

This celebration banquet was specially prepared by Jing Yuan for the train crew. Jing Yuan only stayed for a short while at the beginning before leaving.

He still had to finish up the matter of Huanlong's invasion, and the remnants of the Medicine King's secret sect had not yet been completely wiped out.

"Cheers!" March 7th raised his juice and clinked glasses with everyone.

Meng Huaifeng drank the juice in one gulp, and looking at the dazzling array of food, he didn't know which one to eat first.

I wonder how it compares to the food in my original world?

LOL, it's incomparable. He's never even tasted the top delicacies of his original world; he's only ever seen them in pictures.

"Mmm, delicious." Xing's little mouth was stuffed full, and she could barely speak.

Although Pam has never skimped on food, she is still not as good as the professional chefs at Xianzhou.

This was the first time most people had ever tasted such a sumptuous and delicious meal.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes narrowed with happiness.

Hongkou and Poxiao ate so voraciously that they didn't even care about their appearance.

Having just left the post-apocalyptic environment, they had only eaten ordinary food a few times before they were suddenly exposed to top-tier cuisine.

It's like facing the final boss before even leaving the beginner village; who can withstand that?

"Eat slowly, don't rush," Himeko kept reminding the two of them, afraid that they might choke to death.

More than half an hour later.

"Ah, that was a great meal." Meng Huaifeng leaned back, patting his stomach with a satisfied expression, and said, "I wonder what Uncle Yang ate."

"Why don't we just ask?" said March 7th.

[Zhao Camera: Uncle Yang, have you eaten yet?]
[Life is short: I've eaten Pam's braised pork and heartwarming vegetable soup.]
[Life is short: How about you? Are you done with your work now?]
[Galaxy Baseball Man: Pictures, pictures. This is what we just ate, hehe.]
[Life is short...]
[Life is short: No wonder they suddenly remembered to care about me, a lonely old woman.]
[Supreme Train Conductor: I want to eat, Pa. #Drooling#]
[Zhao Camera: Uncle Yang, don't be angry. We packed some for you and Pam before we ate.]
[Life is short: I never expected Little March to be so caring.]
[Zhao Camera: It was Sister Ji who remembered it.]
[Galaxy Traveler: Based on the train's schedule, you should have already eaten by the time we ate.]
[Gentle Breeze: We'll deliver it to you after we've rested.]
[Galaxy Baseball Man: I've eaten too much, I don't want to move at all, damn it.]
[Zhao Camera: Me too, Pam, don't bother cooking the next meal.]
[Supreme Train Conductor: Okay, I understand. Looking forward to it, Pa.]
[......]
"Is this the soda soy milk that's ranked number one on the Luofu Immortal Boat's online recommendation list?" March 7 asked, holding a glass of milky white liquid.

"Although it's ranked number one on the recommendation list, the reviews are mixed," Meng Huaifeng cautioned.

"Let me try it first." Xing took a big gulp.

Xing frowned slightly, her expression becoming incredibly strange.

"What's wrong?" Meng Huaifeng asked.

"It's alright," Xing replied seriously after thinking for a moment.

"Really?" March 7th took a small sip, then immediately turned around and spat it out on the ground with a 'pfft'.

"You call this 'okay'?" March 7th glared angrily at Star.

"It's alright, but not as good as Himeko's coffee," Hoshi said matter-of-factly.

On March 7th, he was speechless for a moment, unable to refute it; it really was true.

Himeko looked at Hoshino with a kind expression, and Hoshino added two more words: "Delicious."

Meng Huaifeng swirled the soda water in his glass, frowned, and brought it to his lips.

"Don't drink it, it tastes absolutely awful! This stuff is number one on the recommendation list, it must have been pushed up by a bunch of idiots!" March 7th said, trying to stop him.

"You only said it tastes bad, but how exactly does it taste bad?" Meng Huaifeng asked.

“This… how to describe it? It’s like… that kind of…” March 7th frowned, racking his brains, not knowing how to describe it.

"Only by tasting it yourself can you know what it really tastes like." Without further hesitation, Meng Huaifeng frowned and took a small sip.

"Huaifeng, I acknowledge your pioneering spirit!" Xing gave Meng Huaifeng a thumbs up.

Wow, is this also pioneering?

Upon hearing Xing's words, the three newcomers on the Starry Sky Train picked up their soda and soy milk without hesitation.

"Not bad," Hongkou and Poxiao said calmly, slowly finishing their entire cups of soda soy milk.

You guys really haven't eaten anything good. Meng Huaifeng shook his head, secretly teleporting the soda and soy juice in his mouth to another location.

"Everyone, do you want to play a game?" Meng Huaifeng suddenly asked.

"What game?" March 7th asked.

"Who is the mole? Give everyone a word, except for one person's. Everyone describes the word. After one or more rounds of descriptions, vote to identify the person whose word is different. If the identification is wrong, the mole wins and drinks a glass of soda water, while everyone else takes a sip. If the identification is successful, the mole drinks a glass of soda water." Meng Huaifeng said maliciously.

"Yes, yes, let's play!" Xing was the first to agree.

“Come on,” March 7th agreed.

“I’ve never played this kind of game before. The vocabulary has to be something we know, right?” Hongkou asked.

They had just arrived in the world of Collapse Iron and were unfamiliar with many things common in the universe.

“Of course, it’s something even you all know, something common,” Meng Huaifeng said.

“Then let’s play together too,” Hongkou nodded on behalf of Po Xiao.

"I won't..." Danheng was interrupted by March 7 before he could finish speaking.

"Danheng, are you trying to isolate us again?"

"Sigh, his status is different now. He's the Dragon Lord now," Meng Huaifeng sighed.

"Fine, fine, I'll play with you guys, okay?" Dan Heng raised his hands in surrender.

"Um, is it okay to lie?" Zhu Zhuqing asked, raising her hand.

“If you’re not afraid of being mistaken for an undercover agent, you can lie,” Meng Huaifeng said.

“Then I’ll be the referee for you,” Himeko said.

Ji Zi pondered for a moment, then sent Meng Huaifeng a message with the character "电" (dian, meaning electric), while the others sent a message with the character "雷" (lei, meaning thunder).

Xing spoke first: "I'll go first! I like the big ones."

???

Oh no, am I an undercover agent?
Everyone looked towards Xing.

Himeko's lips twitched slightly. Where on earth did this child learn so many nonsensical things?
However, he still said, "Going clockwise, the next one is Huaifeng."

Meng Huaifeng pondered for a moment. According to the rules of the game, the two words must be similar and related. His was "electricity," so what would "star" be?

Wind, rain, thunder, lightning? Water, fire? Electricity, appliances?
Of course, it's also possible that Xing himself was an undercover agent and simply self-destructed.

Keep a steady hand.

“This thing is quite common,” Meng Huaifeng said.

Xing nodded in agreement, and several others on the train echoed this sentiment.

March 7th said, "I've seen this thing before."

Aside from Meng Huaifeng and Xing, everyone else frowned again. Could they even see something like Lei?

Seeing that Meng Huaifeng and Xing seemed to agree with March 7th's expression, Dan Heng realized that he was indeed an undercover agent and had to go along with what they said.

It can be described by size; as you can see, it is common and similar in size to thunder.

“This thing can be man-made,” Dan Heng said after careful consideration.

"I don't like artificial things," Xing pouted.

"As long as it works, that's fine," Meng Huaifeng said.

Himeko rubbed her face. What were they talking about?
Zhu Zhuqing: "This is a natural phenomenon."

Xing frowned. What does this have to do with natural phenomena?
Hongkou: "There is a certain degree of danger."

Is it too big and will suffocate people?

Dawn: "I feel like everything that can be said has already been said. Let me think, the appearance of this thing is often accompanied by something else."

That's right, it's a pity I've never tried it.

“Alright, everyone has already given their descriptions. Shall we vote, or do we have another round?” Himeko asked.

"Yes! I already know who the undercover agent is, Zhu Zhuqing!" Xing said confidently.

"Huh? Me?" Zhu Zhuqing asked, a little confused.

"Has anyone else submitted a proposal to Zhu Qing?" Ji Zi asked.

No one spoke. From the subsequent remarks of the honest men, everyone realized what was going on. What they said matched their own, but what Xing said didn't make any sense. Xing was most likely the undercover agent.

Although there were some issues with March's statement, given March's intelligence, it was probably just a misrepresentation. Dan Heng analyzed in his mind.

“Zhu Qing gets one vote, everyone else, start voting,” Himeko said.

Meng Huaifeng pointed to Xing without hesitation: "The situation is very clear. The undercover agent is Xing."

“No, Huaifeng, we’re on the same side! How could that thing be a natural phenomenon?” Xing said incredulously.

“Since you’ve said that, I think there’s no objection to the result,” Meng Huaifeng said.

Xing looked at the others and saw that everyone was pointing at her.

"I'm an undercover agent? I don't want to be the first to speak in the next round." Xing was filled with regret.

"Sister Ji Zi, announce it now, did we win?" Meng Huaifeng asked confidently.

“That’s right, you won,” Himeko said with a smile. “Yay!” March 7th cheered, “Hoshi, drink up, a glass of soda water!”

The others also wore victorious smiles.

"The undercover agent wins. Hoshi gets a glass of soda, and everyone else gets a sip," Himeko said calmly.

"what?"

March 7th was stunned for a moment: "Wait, Himeko-neechan, are you sure you didn't say something wrong? How could the undercover agent win? Isn't Hoshi the undercover agent?"

“No, that’s not it,” Himeko said with a smile.

March 7th snatched Hoshi's phone from him and looked at the "thunder" message Himeko had sent him.

"Isn't this thunder? What's wrong with what Zhu Qing said? And what did you say about liking big ones? Thunder has different sizes?" March 7th asked angrily, grabbing Xing's collar.

“Of course there are different sizes of thunder! You’re the small thunder, and Zhu Qing is the big thunder. What’s wrong with that?” Xing retorted confidently.

March 7th looked at Zhu Zhuqing, then looked down at herself, her face blank.

What's this about big and small thunderstorms? I don't understand.

Hongkou suddenly realized something and whispered in March 7's ear.

March 7th's face flushed instantly, and she nudged Xing with her elbow, yelling, "You're the one who's called Little Thunder! You idiot, is this the kind of Thunder we're talking about?"

"What thunder isn't thunder?" Xing rubbed the spot where he had been elbowed, still muttering with some dissatisfaction.

Meng Huaifeng suddenly realized that everyone else was thunder, while he was the only lightning.

"Ah Xing, I was able to win this time thanks to you. Thank you for drawing the fire for me. Please!" Meng Huaifeng personally handed Xing a glass of soda soy milk.

"Since you put it that way, why don't you drink it for me?" Xing said, frowning as she looked at the soda soy juice.

"No way, I won!" Meng Huaifeng said triumphantly.

"It's all Ah Xing's fault, he made us lose." March 7th pinched his nose and took a sip.

“Even if it weren’t for Xing, they would most likely vote for you in March, not Huaifeng.” Dan Heng sighed.

"How could that be? Is there something wrong with what I said?" March 7th said, hands on hips.

“Thunder can only be heard, lightning can only be seen,” Dan Heng said.

"Oh? I misspoke, I know!" March 7th explained awkwardly.

"March, read more books from now on." Meng Huaifeng patted March 7th on the shoulder.

"Next round, next round," March 7th said hurriedly.

Himeko decided to use a more specific term this time, so as to avoid being misunderstood by silly kids again.

The word others received was "star," while March 7th received "March 7th."

"As requested by Ah Xing, how about we start with Dawn this time?" Himeko looked at Dawn.

“No problem, I’m very grateful to her,” Dawn said.

Hongkou: "She is a savior."

Zhu Zhuqing: "She looks really cool when she's fighting."

Dan Heng: "Although he is unreliable at times, he is quite reliable most of the time."

March 7: "Hmm, she's very pretty."

“I agree with what March said,” Xing interjected.

“It’s not your turn yet. This person just helped me once,” Meng Huaifeng said.

"This person is extremely intelligent, talented, skilled in both literature and martial arts, virtuous and capable, and exceptionally gifted..." Xing said eloquently.

"Alright, alright, have some shame. But when did you learn so many idioms?" Meng Huaifeng quickly interrupted.

"Look down on me? Doesn't that just prove what I said is true?" Xing Liu raised an eyebrow.

"If it's true, then you're not the same person as us, and we'll vote for you," Dan Heng said speechlessly.

"Ahem, I think Xing is right," March 7 said, feigning modesty with a hint of embarrassment.

"March, you have excellent taste!" Xing gave March 7 a thumbs up.

"So, should we vote or have another round?" Himeko asked.

Everyone looked at each other, puzzled. There was too little information; everything matched up, and they couldn't figure out who the undercover agent was.

Although Xing exaggerated a bit, it's normal for her to praise herself.

"Then let's have another round, this time starting with the stars."

"Uh, uh..." Xing opened her mouth, but then stammered.

"What's wrong?" Meng Huaifeng asked.

"I just recited all the idioms I knew, and now I'm out of words," Xing said, frowning.

"So, his true colors have been revealed." Meng Huaifeng mocked.

Xing was certain that what they said matched her own story, and that she wasn't an undercover agent.

However, we can't be too explicit, otherwise everyone will guess it, and the undercover agent won't be able to tell who it is just by lying.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "This person is inseparable from me."

How could I possibly leave myself?
I have such a great artistic talent!

What an amazing description!

Xing was extremely pleased with himself.

March 7th smiled slightly. Yes, Ah Xing was talking about me. I never expected that although Ah Xing annoyed me every day, I was so perfect in her heart.

Also, if Xing is like me, then I'm not an undercover agent.

Oh dear, so many people are praising me in turn, it's really embarrassing!

On March 7th, her cheeks turned slightly red, like a little apple that had gotten drunk.

Meng Huaifeng: "I think this person is very narcissistic and shameless."

March 7th and Xing both glared at Meng Huaifeng. Meng Huaifeng was slightly taken aback. "It's normal for Xing to glare at me, but why are you glaring at me, March?"
March 7: "This person is a mature and reliable anonymous guest."

The three newlyweds expressed their agreement.

Dan Heng: "It's exhausting."

"Okay, Danheng, you've finally spoken your mind." March 7th pouted.

"Danheng, you might need to see a doctor. Mental exhaustion is a kind of illness," Xing said.

“Good sister.” March 7th said to the stars with satisfaction.

“Good sister!” Hoshino said to March 7.

"I'm exhausted," Dan Heng sighed.

Zhu Zhuqing said, "I don't know what to say anymore. I feel like if I keep talking, I'll be revealing my hand."

"We have to finish this round eventually," Meng Huaifeng said.

“Okay, the fighting is very violent,” Zhu Zhuqing said.

I'm not violent. (March 7th, gnashing his teeth in secret.)

Hongkou: "I taught her how to operate a gravity body."

Dawn: "She has multiple weapons."

On March 7th, he counted on his fingers how many weapons he had: a bow and arrow, ice, and he had even practiced swordsmanship a few times.

"That concludes my remarks. Please vote now," Himeko said.

The voting ended quickly: Xing got three votes, March 7 got two votes, and Meng Huaifeng got two votes.

"The results are in. I hereby announce that March 7th is the undercover agent, and the undercover agent wins," Himeko announced with some surprise.

"Huh? I'm an undercover agent? Oh well, I won anyway, yay!" March 7th was stunned for a moment, then cheered.

"I never expected March to win. It just goes to show that a bad teammate is worse than a bad opponent," Dan Heng thought helplessly.

"Why did you vote for me?" Xing looked at Zhu Zhuqing, Hong Kou, and Po Xiao with a puzzled expression. She felt that she had absolutely no suspicion of being an undercover agent.

"Didn't you say that person was inseparable from you? The name in my hand is yours," Zhu Zhuqing said timidly, not expecting that she had cast the wrong name.

"That's an artistic expression!" Xing exclaimed in frustration.

"Well, we haven't studied art," Zhu Zhuqing, Hong Kou, and Po Xiao said, heads bowed.

"No, there are still stars in March, why are you voting for me?" Meng Huaifeng asked.

"Why did you say I'm narcissistic and thick-skinned? I am narcissistic... but where am I thick-skinned?" March 7th questioned.

“When did I say anything about you? I said Xing.” Meng Huaifeng covered his face.

“I feel like everyone is right, but I’m really unhappy that you called me narcissistic and shameless,” Xing said, crossing her arms.

"Unhappy? Fine, have some soda soy juice. One cup, and I'm sure you'll be happy after you finish it," Meng Huaifeng sneered.

Xing's face instantly fell.

(End of this chapter)