The Star Train's Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 136 The Gluttonous Beast Descends
“Angels don’t need boyfriends at all; that’s just petty love. My sister has dedicated her life to justice and order; that’s true love,” Yan said righteously.

"Hehe." Meng Huaifeng chuckled without saying a word. He wondered who had been captured and forced to abstain from sex for a hundred years?

"Approximately what level is your strength equivalent to in the unknown universe?" Yan asked curiously.

"On most ordinary planets, I could barely be considered a king or a tyrant. In the universe, I'd probably be considered average," Meng Huaifeng said after a moment's thought.

Yan frowned slightly. Although he was only a third-generation super soldier, with the support of the Angel Network, he could completely rival the main gods of other god-creating civilizations. There were only a few that he was no match for.

It seems that the technological capabilities of the unknown universe are far superior to those of the known universe.

"Now that we're done playing, let's go back. We haven't tidied up the room yet," said March 7th. She also needed to organize the things she had bought.

"Little boy, could you please give your sister a ride? Someone really showed no mercy. My sister is badly injured and needs some time to recover. It's not advisable for her to move around for now." Yan looked at Meng Huaifeng with resentment.

"No problem," Meng Huaifeng agreed. One more person or one less person made no difference.

The five people approached each other, and Meng Huaifeng used imaginary energy to envelop them and activate teleportation.

Upon arriving near Earth's outer orbit for the first time, Meng Huaifeng paused, gazing at the brightly lit wormhole.

"Uncle Yang, should we close this wormhole?" Meng Huaifeng asked.

There are differences between wormholes. Opening a wormhole in a nearby area, opening a wormhole connecting two galaxies, and opening a wormhole connecting two different universes are completely different things.

"You decide for yourselves, and I will support whatever you choose." Walter did not want to influence their decision.

“Of course we should shut it down. Maybe shutting it down will make the planet safer?” March 7th said without hesitation.

"Impossible. Death has opened more than one wormhole in the Chiwu star system. I don't know how many more there are in secret. They have been eyeing Earth for a long time. The closure of one wormhole cannot affect the outcome."

"Moreover, the Death's Great Worm Bridge technology isn't so easy to shut down. It requires either a stellar-level energy shock or gaining access to the Great Worm Bridge. Backed by the Great Clock, the Great Worm Bridge is a celestial-level computer comparable to our angelic sacred knowledge repository. In any case, I can't do it either way," Yan said dismissively.

At least a stellar-scale energy impact?
Walter glanced sideways. Why did he feel like he could destroy it with just a simple simulated black hole? Was the energy utilization rate of this world really that low?
"Why don't we just go through the wormhole and attack? We can beat that Grim Reaper to a pulp and make him stop invading," Xing suggested.

"Great idea! It saves Danheng the trouble of driving the train. Let's plant the boundary anchor first; it'll definitely surprise Danheng and the others." March 7's eyes lit up, then he hesitated, "However, it seems everyone knows that Death is going to invade Earth, but they haven't actually made a move yet. Wouldn't it be a bit unreasonable for us to just go and beat them up without saying a word?"

"So what? Didn't I introduce the Styx civilization before? They believe that the God of Death offers death as a sacrifice, so they're only slightly better than our Destruction Legion. We can't beat the Destruction Star God Nanuk, but can't we beat a Death God Karl? Beating up this kind of evil god is too lenient. If he can't repent, we'll just make him disappear." Meng Huaifeng said murderously.

"Make him disappear," Xing repeated, waving his baseball bat.

"That's true, but I still feel a little embarrassed." March 7th scratched his head, realizing he'd never really taken the initiative to come to someone's door before.

"I say, aren't you all underestimating Death God Karl? Although I've never heard of him personally taking action, he has several third-generation gods under his command, so he himself should be no weaker than the Demon Queen," Yan couldn't help but say.

Such a civilization's supreme deity is not so easy to deal with; even if the angelic civilization were to intervene, it would likely suffer heavy casualties.

Are you really a match for Death God Karl, with only a few of you?
Meng Huaifeng glanced at Walter. If Uncle Yang went all out, he would definitely be able to beat him.

However, Death God Karl is so cunning, who knows what underhanded tricks he's hiding? With the technological level of this world, it's possible that he could unleash destructive power at the level of an Envoy, and there's no guarantee that things won't go wrong.

"How about this, let's keep the wormhole for now. Once Dan Heng drives the train to the Styx Galaxy, we can go talk to Death together, Dan Heng and I." Meng Huaifeng said.

March 7th and Xing both agreed.

“That’s a good decision.” Walter nodded in satisfaction. “However, we can’t overprotect the Earth and solve all the crises. It’s better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. Our help is only temporary. What if another alien civilization invades Earth after we leave? The Earth itself needs to grow stronger.”

In other words, it is still necessary to make the Earth feel some sense of crisis so that it can progress, grow, and have the ability to protect itself.

In that case, if the Taotie really invaded Earth, they would have a perfectly legitimate reason to cause trouble.

“I think it’s nice to always be under the wings of angels,” Yan offered a different opinion.

Angel Nebula.

"Old hag, how's the analysis going?" Keisha asked through the communicator.

"Lacking relevant data, the analysis progress has nearly stalled. It has been confirmed that this is not a technological system from the known universe, including the void. Micro-wormhole transport technology requires deconstructing matter molecules, converting them into quantum states to travel through the wormhole, and then reassembling them. This process requires enormous computing power and energy consumption. However, their teleportation technology does not require deconstructing molecules at all; Yan was directly teleported away. Furthermore, the child's ability to leap to Yan's side during the previous battle is another type of teleportation technology, which also does not require deconstructing the body."

"The two sides' technologies are not even on the same level, or rather, this is not technology at all, but metaphysics. Furthermore, his weapon's shape can freely change between reality and illusion. According to my preliminary analysis, this is a kind of editing method similar to divine language. Although it seems that he has only mastered a little bit of it, it also shows that it has lower computing power requirements and lower energy consumption than divine language, and its interference with reality is stronger than divine language." He Xi continued to speak eloquently.

"So, we're completely behind them?" Keisha asked, frowning.

"Not necessarily. Judging from the abilities they've shown so far, their technology is a combination of some unknown thing like cultivation imagined by primitive societies. If we can learn it too, the micro-wormhole transport technology is hard to say, but the sacred language will definitely undergo a qualitative change," He Xi said.

"Should we be thankful that the people from the unknown universe are kind and lawful?" Keisha chuckled self-deprecatingly, realizing that she had previously been so confident that she could suppress them.

Having suppressed the universe for so long, it seems that not only ordinary angels, but even she herself has unknowingly become arrogant.

“Tomboy, when the nameless passengers of the Star Train arrive at the Angel Nebula, I hope to greet them with you,” He Xi said impatiently, as she had too many questions she wanted answered.

"I would have called you even without you saying so, you old hag."

……

After discussing the wormhole issue, Meng Huaifeng used another teleportation to take everyone back to the villa they had rented.

They each found a room, and Yan stayed there as well. By the time they finished tidying up, it was already dark.

On March 7th, we took everyone to the night market, and afterwards, Xing and I explored the local games of this world.

In the middle of the night, Meng Huaifeng looked out the window at the giant chrysanthemum in the sky and directly connected the signal.

The angelic civilization's network was poor and kept getting hacked, but the evil god's had no such scruples.

Evil gods are not human and have no human rights.

Meng Huaifeng attempted to seize access to the Great Insect Bridge, but a firewall blocked his path.

The firewall's strength was unexpectedly low. Just as Meng Huaifeng was about to crack it, another firewall took over the information defense of Dachong Bridge.

This one is even stronger than the angel network defense on Yan's body. That makes sense. This must be the Great Clock.
In other words, Death God Karl had already noticed him. Meng Huaifeng didn't care; he just kept invading, even if he couldn't succeed, he could still improve his skills.

Learning slowly on your own is nowhere near as effective as practical experience.

Thanks to Death's Great Clock for being my sparring partner.

In the Styx civilization, Death slightly raised his head, revealing his handsome face hidden beneath the shadow of his hood.

"Who dares to spy on the Grand Clock? Let me see what you're capable of."

Karl spoke softly, his voice sounding nothing like that of an evil god, as he manipulated the great clock to begin invading Meng Huaifeng in reverse.

Meng Huaifeng rallied his spirits, summoning even a virtual keyboard and screen to fight off the intrusion with all his might, but he was forced to retreat steadily.

Even if the Great Clock is not as good as the scepter made by Rupert II, it is not far off. Silver Wolf can successfully infiltrate it in some time, but Meng Huaifeng is still far behind.

Seeing that he could no longer resist, Meng Huaifeng completely dissipated the martial spirit of his mobile phone, and the source of the information disappeared completely.

He couldn't hack into the Great Clock, but the Great Clock couldn't track him either. Not to mention the Great Clock, Silver Wolf also said that as long as he temporarily dispersed his mobile phone spirit, Silver Wolf wouldn't be able to track him either.

Without a target, Karl somewhat reluctantly manipulated the Great Clock to visit the entire dark dimension of Earth, trying to find the entity that had just invaded him.

However, Meng Huaifeng, who was well-prepared, had already concealed their information. If it were a face-to-face encounter, Karl could still discover them, but this kind of aimless remote search would make it impossible to find them.

However, Karl did not come away empty-handed; he discovered the anomaly caused by the appearance of the Star Train during the day.

"Have other unknown forces also descended upon Earth? Things are getting more and more chaotic. Angel, can you suppress them this time?" Karl gave up the search.

"What a thrilling battle!" Meng Huaifeng fell asleep immediately.

Over the next few days, I spent my days strolling around various famous historical sites and scenic spots on this planet.

Historical sites and scenic spots are undoubtedly one of the best ways to understand the culture and history of a planet.

Scenic areas with mountains and rivers are one way to understand the environment and landforms of this planet.

At night, Meng Huaifeng and Da Shizhong engaged in an information war, and when he couldn't hold out any longer, he would simply disappear to ensure that no one could track him down.

In the fierce information warfare, Meng Huaifeng's hacking skills advanced rapidly, and he was able to withstand attacks for longer and longer periods of time.

Gradually, Carl seemed to give up tracking Meng Huaifeng, letting Meng Huaifeng invade without any regard, relying solely on the firewall for defense.

Meng Huaifeng slowly cracked the firewall, making progress by a few points each day, but his technical skills were not improving as quickly as before, which made Meng Huaifeng feel a little regretful.

On this day, the train crew was sightseeing at a tourist attraction abroad.

"How can the tour guide have the nerve to say that a needle can't be inserted into such a big gap?" March 7th complained while taking pictures.

"It's normal to exaggerate ancient history, don't take it to heart." Meng Huaifeng was already used to it.

"So Huaifeng, you still need to explain the true history. What you find online and what others say is unreliable," March 7 said helplessly.

"Let me take a look first." Meng Huaifeng directly searched for the true history recorded among all things here.

Meng Huaifeng's eyebrows twitched slightly.

"What's wrong? Is it another fake?" March 7 asked, his eyes wide.

"It really is true... This ancient site was built by people more than two hundred years ago. Further ahead is just a sandy area with nothing there. It's not something from more than two thousand years ago at all," Meng Huaifeng said speechlessly.

"I'm so fed up! Can't they learn from that country and be more authentic, stop making things fake? More than half of the famous tourist attractions in these countries are fake! It's infuriating!" March 7th had an urge to delete the photos she had just taken.

"Aren't you used to it yet? I'm already used to it. I'd rather go to the primeval forest to see the animals." Meng Huaifeng shrugged.

"Since we're already here, what is the real history of this place?" March 7th sighed.

"Hmm?" Walter suddenly looked at the wormhole in the sky.

"What's wrong, Uncle Yang?" Meng Huaifeng asked.

“Something’s come out,” Walter said, frowning.

"The Earth is being invaded? Let's go take a look. We can skip this fake ancient site." March 7th changed his mind instantly.

"Heavenly Questions!"

Meng Huaifeng used a pirated version of the Heavenly Question Technique and quickly found information about the existence that had descended upon Earth.

"It's the vanguard of the Taotie civilization under the command of the Grim Reaper, who has descended upon Juxia City," Meng Huaifeng said. It seems the plot hasn't changed for the time being.

"Huh? Isn't that where we're staying? What a coincidence!" March 7th exclaimed in surprise.

"What's so coincidental? We're bound to appear near the protagonist, and isn't it normal for all sorts of trouble to appear near the protagonist? Let's go." Meng Huaifeng summoned the stars who had run far away back and instantly teleported back to Juxia City.

In the city center of Juxia, several fully armed Taotie warriors are wreaking havoc.

The powerful weapons easily blasted a large hole in the building, and the vehicles exploded instantly, with countless passersby screaming and running away in all directions.

"Hello, is this 110? There are several terrorists here who are going on a killing spree. They are all armed. Please help me..." Someone called the police for help.

Numerous police cars rushed to the city center with sirens blaring, and the military base that had been monitoring Juxia City also immediately detected the anomaly, with several armed helicopters taking off.

　This chapter was a real headache to write.

　　The original timeline is quite vague, so I've stretched it out a bit. Qi Lin only went to report to the school a few days after Ge Xiaolun enrolled.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)