The Star Train's Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 132 Yan: This kid has absolutely no sense of distance.

The angelic order of justice is largely about protecting the weak, eliminating evil, even at the cost of sacrifice, and prohibiting advanced civilizations from interfering with lesser civilizations through technology or force.

"We generally acknowledge your civilization's just order; however, we prefer that both civilizations connect and exchange ideas for mutual progress, while ensuring their safety and autonomy." Himeko hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Also, isn't that a bit too domineering?"

"If we weren't a bit domineering, the Angelic Civilization wouldn't be able to suppress those ambitious god-making civilizations, let alone maintain the general peace of the known universe," Yan said frankly.

Himeko fell silent for a moment. Indeed, they did not have the overwhelming power of the Star God. If they were not more assertive, no civilization would listen to them.

The Star Train is not a civilized force; the problems faced and the perspectives they have are vastly different. One cannot use the standards of a train to judge a civilization.

"On behalf of the Starry Sky Train, I am sending a visit request to the Angelic Civilization. I hope Miss Yan can convey this request on my behalf," Himeko said formally after a short while.

"Wait a moment, I need to consult the Queen." Yan placed two fingers to her ear, simultaneously activating encryption, and whispered, "Angel Yan, requesting a connection with Queen Keisha."

"Yan, how is the situation on Earth?"

"The Super God Academy and the Deno Civilization have already begun establishing the Super God Academy. I sense the calm before the storm. Should we expel them?"

"No need. This great war is inevitable. If we drive out the Super God Academy, who will protect Earth?"

"Of course it's me," Yan said confidently.

"You?" Keisha chuckled. "You don't understand. This war is not one you can control. We also need allies. So, what do you want to talk to me about?"

The angelic civilization's suppression of the known universe has reached a critical point, and many other god-creating civilizations have secretly joined forces, making war inevitable.

Keisha also intends to take this opportunity to change the structure of the angel civilization.

Of course, she did not abandon her beliefs. She has chosen a new king for the angelic civilization, and the change will be carried out by the new king.

"I encountered a group of nameless guests on Earth who claimed to be from an unknown universe. They wanted to visit our Angel Civilization. Their system seemed different from ours, and without taking action, I didn't know how powerful they were."

In the Celestial Court of Merlo, the Queen of the Angels, Keisha, sits on her throne.

Keisha quickly finished browsing through the information about the Star Train that Yan had uploaded, and her expression turned solemn.

"The application is approved. Let them come."

Whether they are a harbinger of ultimate terror or simply travelers from an unknown civilization, she will make her own judgment once they arrive.

Yan decrypted the code and said to Himeko, "Queen Keisha has approved your application. How fast is your old-fashioned train? Do you need to borrow our spaceship?"

“We appreciate your kindness, but it’s not necessary. Just tell us the route to the Angel Civilization,” Himeko said.

“I will transmit the star map to your devices and send angels to accompany you and guide you,” Yan said.

"Thank you." After thanking him, Himeko said to Walter, "The first civilization my group will visit is the Angel Civilization. You should set off as well."

"Alright, be careful." Walter gave a word of advice, then looked at Meng Huaifeng and the other two: "Have you finished packing your things?"

“Most of the important things are kept in the space, so there’s not much to pack up,” Meng Huaifeng said.

"Let's go." It seemed that Walter wanted to show off his strength to the local forces, so instead of using the aircraft on the train or landing directly, he used his Herrscher powers to create an aircraft out of thin air.

Yan's pupils contracted slightly. A creation engine? Anti-void?

I just don't know if it can exist permanently.

"I'll drive, I'll drive!" Xing rushed into the driver's seat first.

"Ah Xing, do you even have a driver's license to drive?" March 7 asked worriedly. Xing is quite reliable when it matters, but completely unreliable when it doesn't.

"What a joke! When have we nameless people ever needed a driver's license?" Xing scoffed.

"It doesn't matter whether we survive or not. Even if we crash, we won't die." Meng Huaifeng entered the aircraft.

"You look down on me, huh? Let's go!"

"You bastard, Xing, I haven't fastened my seatbelt yet!"

Amidst the exclamations of March 7th, Xing instantly ramped up the engine to maximum.

The aircraft plummeted to the ground like a meteor.

Star: "Where are we landing?"

March 7: "You're driving recklessly without even knowing your destination?"

Meng Huaifeng: "The city where we first appeared."

Xing: "Which one is the city where we first appeared?"

March 7th: "I told you Ah Xing was unreliable! Uncle Yang, Huai Feng, you two better take control now!"

Meng Huaifeng instantly connected to the aircraft and marked a red dot on the flight path: "This is the city, Juxia City."

The star-controlled spacecraft turned and landed towards the red dot.

Meng Huaifeng's forehead veins bulged: "Don't land on the red dot, that's the city center! Will you pay for the damage? Land outside the city!"

Xing: "With me here, nothing will break."

March 7: "Even if I can't break anything, I don't want to be taken away by the local forces and questioned for half a day or even several days as soon as I arrive on a new planet. It's too troublesome!"

Xing: "That's right."

The aircraft turned again, and then... it exploded upon landing.

A beautiful news anchor from Juxia City looked at a shooting star outside her window and made a wish: "I hope a handsome, rich, and kind-hearted man will take care of me soon. I promise I won't disturb his family harmony. Are my requirements a bit too high? Not high enough? Not rich enough? Not handsome enough? Oh dear, no way, I really can't accept it if any of these are missing. Hmm, that's strange, do shooting stars bend?"

Lianfeng at the military base was overjoyed: "An unidentified flying object has been detected. Its trajectory is abnormal. It is suspected to be the personnel from the train that suddenly appeared earlier. Its destination is Juxia City. Strengthen the monitoring of Juxia City and pay close attention to outsiders."

"I swear, I will never ride in any of Ah Xing's vehicles again!" March 7 crawled out of the wreckage of the aircraft, and the six-phase ice around her slowly disappeared.

Meng Huaifeng performed a quantum leap and left the spacecraft before it crashed, while Walter also added a layer of protection for himself and remained unharmed.

"Strange, why isn't Ah Xing out yet? This explosion shouldn't even have broken her skin." The three of them stood not far from the wreckage of the aircraft, and Meng Huaifeng said in surprise.

On March 7th, as I approached again, I saw Xing, who was squeezed into the driver's cab, with her protective shield up, but her little face was covered in soot and she was questioning her life.

"Pfft." March 7th chuckled.

"That's not scientific. Why did the shield take a little longer to activate?" Xing kept scratching his head.

"Oh, I was afraid you wouldn't remember the lesson from this plane crash, so I interrupted you a little. You're welcome." Meng Huaifeng leaned over.

"Huaifeng, I'm going to fight you to the death! Prepare to die!" Xing pushed himself up from the wreckage, smeared his hands with black ash on the wreckage, and charged towards Meng Huaifeng.

Meng Huaifeng turned and ran away. San Yueqi was still watching the show from the sidelines when Xing rushed over and wiped her face.

"Ah! Ah Xing, it wasn't me who did it, why are you smearing it on my face? Do you think I'm easy to bully?" March 7th screamed and chased after Xing.

Xing stopped and stretched out her small, dark hand towards March 7. March 7 immediately hesitated, realizing that if she rushed forward, she would be the one to suffer.

A beam of white light descended from the sky and landed not far from the four people.

"Angel Yan? Why did you come down?" Meng Huaifeng asked curiously. "What, not welcoming the goddess? A-Zhui has arrived, so naturally I don't need to stay there any longer. As a member of the civilization that manages the known universe, it's not a problem for me to want to learn more about guests from the unknown universe, is it?" Yan said with a smile.

Meng Huaifeng looked up at the sky, his amazing eyesight allowing him to see the Star Train receding into the distance, leaving behind a trail of shimmering silver light.

It's estimated that anchoring the silver tracks between the two worlds will be enough to pave the way for this trip to various civilizations.

“Of course, no problem.” Meng Huaifeng dodged Xing’s clutches once again and ran behind Yan.

"Kids, are you playing a game?" Yan looked at Meng Huaifeng, then at Xing, who had become a little black figure, and asked with great interest.

Xing paused beside Yan, who clearly hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation.

Or rather, she didn't think anyone would dare offend a noble, beautiful, and powerful angel.

So, when Xing reached out her hand towards Yan's face with lightning speed...

Yan was completely stunned. At first, she couldn't believe it, and then she thought of hiding.

However, she discovered that even with her three generations of super soldiers' equipment, she couldn't dodge it!

"Kid, you've angered me a bit." Yan's smile vanished, replaced by a cold expression.

Does this child have no sense of propriety or distance at all?

First he forcibly grabbed my hand, and now he dares to defile the goddess's body. I'm starting to think about giving this kid a good beating.

"Everyone, please stop arguing. Miss Yan, please forgive her. Ah Xing doesn't remember anything from before. Strictly speaking, she's not even three years old yet. Please don't hold it against her." Walter helplessly stepped in to smooth things over.

The three little ones behaved themselves and stopped fighting, but Meng Huaifeng remained vigilant around Xing, fearing that she might suddenly attack him.

Meng Huaifeng believed that Xing was absolutely capable of doing it.

Three years old?

In Yan's eyes, who is over seven thousand years old, people in their fifties or sixties are considered children, three-year-olds, still nursing infants.

Okay, Yan really couldn't bring herself to argue with Xing.

"How old are they?" Yan asked. It's really inconvenient not having the Eye of Insight; you don't know anything. It's a pity that the child can detect the Eye of Insight's detection and even block it.

“Little March has also lost her memory; her current memories are only ten years old. Huai Feng is only in her twenties,” Walter said.

They're all so young, I feel bad bullying them. Yan may not be the most principled person, but she still has some integrity.

"And you, Mr. Nawalt?"

"He's over eighty years old," Walter remarked with some emotion.

"Wow, Uncle Yang, you're so old? I thought you were about the same age as Sister Ji Zi," March 7 exclaimed.

Walter's face darkened slightly.

"Sister Yan, how old are you?" March 7th asked Yan curiously.

Yan pretended not to hear. Although she felt that she was still young at over seven thousand years old, in the mouth of this straightforward young girl, being only over eighty years old was considered old. Who knew what she would call herself?

"Mr. Walter, would you be willing to spar with me and let me witness the methods of the unknown universe?" Yan asked.

“I don’t mind, but we need to postpone it until we find a place to settle down on this planet,” Walter said.

“I’m really looking forward to it,” Yan said.

With all conventional technological means at their disposal, the third-generation gods would be roughly equivalent to the current stars. The fourth-generation gods, aside from a few special techniques, would also be unable to defeat the resilient stars. However, without using technological means, they would be doomed to be crushed by the stars.

With sufficiently advanced technology, the boost to strength is immense.

For example, Chadwick of the Genius Club invented the Imaginary Number Collapse Pulse, which can easily destroy several galaxies, something most Envoys cannot do.

“Let’s go, we’re going to the city ahead, it’s called Great Gorge City, right?” Walter said.

“The troublesome thing about modern society is that you need identification for everything, but people here don’t recognize anonymous people. I’ll create an identity for everyone first. Miss Yan, would you like one?” Meng Huaifeng asked.

“No need, I have a fake identity on Earth,” Yan refused.

With the improvement of Meng Huaifeng's ethereal editing technology, virtual keyboard operation is no longer needed in most cases; it can be controlled directly in the mind through the mobile phone's martial spirit.

However, as the saying goes, life needs a sense of ritual, and the same goes for showcasing skills.

You completed it without moving an inch; who knows what amazing feats you performed?

Meng Huaifeng waved his right hand in front of him, and a virtual screen and keyboard appeared.

After connecting to the network, Meng Huaifeng silently entered the file system, inserted false identity information for four people, and even used artificial intelligence to design the life experiences of the four people.

Meng Huaifeng took out four cards from his spatial storage, and with a gentle shake, they transformed into four identity cards.

Yan squinted, rewriting reality? An editing method completely different from sacred language.

Sacred language can also rewrite reality; I wonder which is stronger, the editing method he has mastered?

These people are truly remarkable; even the smallest talents they've revealed are astonishing.

Most of them probably possess power comparable to that of gods.

Fortunately, it's an organization that leans towards order, otherwise it would be troublesome.

Meng Huaifeng distributed the ID cards to everyone.

Xing looked at his own ID card, then at everyone else's, and immediately said with dissatisfaction, "Why is everyone else using their own name, but I'm the only one with Raccoon Xing?"

Have you ever seen anyone whose name consists of only one character?

"Me?" Xing said, head held high and chest puffed out.

"except you."

Xing pondered for a moment, then pointed to Angel Yan: "And her."

Meng Huaifeng covered his face.

“Anyway, most people in this country have names with two or three characters, so I added two characters for you to make it seem normal,” Meng Huaifeng said, shrugging.

"Then why Raccoon Planet?"

"Because you look a lot like a raccoon." Meng Huaifeng showed everyone a picture of a raccoon.

"Haha, it's quite cute. Send it to me, send it to me!" March 7th was overjoyed.

"No, I don't agree!" Xing refused.

“Alright then, how about Xing Hejing? Hmm, this name seems more normal than Raccoon Star, let’s change it.” Meng Huaifeng instantly made the change.

Fine, it's better than Raccoon Star. I can only accept Star.

(End of this chapter)