The Star Train's Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 177 Ah Xing, why are you cursing yourself?
Little Luffy displayed qualities perfectly suited to forging his own destiny.

If Luffy were an orphan without parents, the train crew wouldn't mind letting him on board.

However, Luffy has family and is too young, so the train crew has to consider his family's opinions.

Otherwise, what's the difference between them and human traffickers?
You should know that once you board the train, you'll rarely have the chance to come back.

Especially as time goes by and the train travels further and further away, even with designated anchor points, it becomes very difficult to return.

Until they can never come back and never see their loved ones again.

Luffy is still so young and his future is uncertain; this could very well become a lifelong regret for him.

Himeko knelt down in front of Luffy and patted his head.

“You’re too young, and your grandfather doesn’t want to take you with him.”

"I'm an adult now. What I do is none of Grandpa's business. I don't want to listen to him," Luffy said, dissatisfied.

Only when you truly grow up will you realize the preciousness of family ties, a beauty no less valuable than any other form of adventure.

"Sorry, Luffy." Himeko refused again, taking out a Star Pass and sticking it on Luffy's T-shirt.

"Although I can't let you get on the bus, here's some for you. If you still haven't changed your dreams when you grow up, it will guide you in the right direction."

Luffy is still a child. A train ticket instantly caught his attention, and he looked at it with great interest.

The train crew boarded the sailboat, and Luffy shouted, "I will definitely become a pioneer and then go to space to find you all!"

"I look forward to seeing you again on the train in the future," Meng Huaifeng replied.

"Goodbye, Big Sister!" Ace and Sabo waved goodbye to Star.

"I'm handing over my territory to you all. Make sure you protect it well," Xing said with some reluctance. Goodbye, garbage dump paradise.

“We understand,” the two replied.

The sailboat sailed further and further away from the shore.

"Luffy!" Garp's voice rang out from behind Luffy.

Luffy was startled and ran away, but Garp picked him up.

"I will never join the Navy!" Luffy shouted.

"So be it," Garp said nonchalantly.

"Huh?" Luffy was slightly taken aback. Had everyone damaged Grandpa's head?

If a few people who are not as good as Garp say what Luffy is suitable to be, Garp will just punch them and knock them out; he won't listen to a word they say.

But with six or seven people who could easily defeat him saying this, Garp had to seriously consider it.

The navy is ultimately just an organization within its own world.

The pioneers, on the other hand, come from the countless stars in the universe.

Although Garp may seem brainless, he is actually very shrewd and knows exactly which one is more powerful and has a brighter future.

Even though Garp still secretly hoped that his grandson would become a Marine, he wouldn't force Luffy to join the Marines for the sake of his grandson's brighter future.

Let Luffy choose for himself when he grows up.

He can accept either choice, but he will also have some regrets.

Garp was filled with conflicting emotions.

"Hey old man, why aren't you letting me go?" Luffy said.

"Let go? You brat, with your strength, you can't even beat an ordinary pirate. You want to be a pioneer in space? If you want to be an astronaut, you should at least become one of the strongest on the sea. Let Grandpa take you for training, haha." Garp grinned and laughed.

Why think so much? Just train them to the bone. No matter what you choose, the stronger they are, the better.

He can lend a hand on the high seas, but in space, Luffy has to rely on himself. The stronger Luffy is, the more at ease he can be.

"And you two kids too." Garp casually scooped up Ace and Sabo with his large hand.

Whether you're herding one sheep or two, it's all the same.

……

On the sailboat, everyone chose their own rooms and began to tidy up.

Xing took out a blanket and threw it on the ground, and that was it—she had finished tidying up her room.

Seeing that no one else had come out yet, Xing took out a small bucket of paint and a brush, flew to the side of the sailboat and began to paint.

Meng Huaifeng and Dan Heng were not very particular people, so the items were simple and they were arranged quickly.

As for Dawn, it's different.

Once on the deck, Meng Huaifeng and Dan Heng were chatting when they suddenly heard Xing's suppressed 'hehe' sounds coming from outside the ship.

Meng Huaifeng peeked out and saw Xing grinning foolishly while holding a brush.

The hull was painted, but from his vantage point, Meng Huaifeng couldn't see what it was painted on.

"Ah Xing, what are you doing?" Meng Huaifeng asked.

"The name of this ship," Xing asked, glancing up at Meng Huaifeng.

"what name?"

"How about the Trash Can number?" Xing said smugly, hands on her hips.

"You're a real genius." Meng Huaifeng gave a thumbs up.

"Hehe." Xing laughed again.

"I'm asking you, what's in the trash can?" Meng Huaifeng asked.

"Rubbish."

"Then what about us who live on the Garbage Can?"

“Trash…?” Xing’s smile froze.

Dan Heng also peeked out and gazed at the stars with a quiet gaze.

"Tsk tsk, I've seen plenty of people criticize others, but this is the first time I've seen someone criticize themselves. Even March wouldn't do something like this," Meng Huaifeng shook his head and sighed.

"It must have been March who infected me!" Xing hurriedly shifted the blame.

“Intelligence isn’t contagious; you just exposed it,” Dan Heng said.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Xing shook his head, refusing to admit it.

"I don't mind you naming the ship 'Trash Can,' but I wonder what Sister Ji and March will think when they find out. Should I go ask them for their opinions?" Meng Huaifeng made a move to leave.

"No, no, no, my brain short-circuited! I'll erase it right away! Don't tell anyone." Xing hurriedly stopped Meng Huaifeng, quickly smearing the brush in her hand, turning the few large characters she was about to write into a black mess.

"Give me that rare skin you won in the lottery," Meng Huaifeng said. "Dream on! Impossible!" Xing glared at him angrily; this was proof of her incredible luck.

“Then I’ll go share with March the stupid thing someone did.” Meng Huaifeng shrugged.

“…Deal!” Xing gritted his teeth and said, then looked at Dan Heng.

"Why are you looking at me?" Dan Heng asked.

"Don't you have any requests?" Xing asked.

"No." Dan Heng shook his head.

"No, tell me now," Xingba said.

Danheng fell into deep thought, but he really didn't want anything.

"How about you take my shift next time?" Danheng tentatively suggested.

"Deal! Hush money paid, so nothing happened!" Xing immediately agreed.

Pam had already agreed to take her duty, so she would take Danheng's duty herself, and then Pam would take her duty, which meant that Danheng's request was fulfilled without Pam having to do anything.

perfect!

The insider's mouth was shut, but a large, unsightly patch of black paint appeared on the side of the sailboat.

Xing was extremely worried.

It's time to show the real technology!

Xing began to unleash his artistic talents, wielding his brush with great abandon, and a magnificent painting was gradually taking shape.

Meng Huaifeng flew to Xing's side: "This dog is drawn well, but it looks a bit like a fox."

"This is a fox!"

"Ah? It was a fox. No wonder you put a chicken near its mouth."

"That's not a chicken, that's a doomsday beast!"

"Oh, I get it. You fox can use the Law of Heaven and Earth, right? That's why the Doomsday Beast looks so small."

"Shut up!"

"Isn't that right?" Meng Huaifeng frowned as he dodged the brush Xing threw at him.

"Can't you tell that I drew a fox playing a game?"

"A fox playing games? How did you come up with this image?" Meng Huaifeng was utterly bewildered.

"How can ordinary people fathom the mind of a genius?"

"Even a madman couldn't do that. This is clearly abstract..."

Looking at his cozy little house, March 7th nodded in satisfaction and was the last to leave the room.

On the deck, Xing had already taken out the sun umbrellas, deck chairs, tables, and other odds and ends she had picked up.

Meng Huaifeng edited them to a new look, and Dan Heng arranged them in a pleasing manner.

Himeko lay on a recliner, wearing sunglasses, and sunbathed.

Holding a glass of juice, Su Xiaoli rested her arms on the table, smiling as she looked around, occasionally glancing at Meng Huaifeng.

Meng Huaifeng handed March 7 a glass of juice and said, "Now that everyone's here, why don't we think about what to name this ship?"

"How about calling it the Ice Princess?" March 7th suggested, taking a sip of juice.

“I think the Justice Ship from the Sky is pretty good too,” Yan said.

"Voyager?" Zhu Zhuqing tilted her head and asked.

"Choosing a name is such a hassle," Su Xiaoli said lazily.

Everyone started discussing it enthusiastically, but Xingyi, unusually, remained silent like a well-behaved child.

March 7th gave Xing a strange look; this wasn't like Xing at all.

He couldn't help but ask, "Ah Xing, don't you want a name?"

“I’ll just get rejected if I think about it, so I won’t bother,” Xing said, sitting up straight.

"How could that be? As long as you don't choose a name like a junk account or a trash can account, how could we possibly reject it outright?" March 7th said.

"..." Xing stared silently at March 7th.

"You wouldn't actually think of such a name, would you? Never mind, never mind," March 7 said dismissively.

Since those two names have been ruled out, we have no interest in what the star is called anymore.

After discussion and considering the circumstances of the world, a vote was finally held, and the sailboat was named "Skyfall Justice".

The group, who were planning to write the ship's name on the hull, immediately noticed the abstract painting of Xing on one side of the ship.

Xing insisted that she simply wanted to draw and refused to mention the matter of secretly scribbling her name on the paper.

Although the star drawing was a bit abstract, Himeko ultimately decided to keep it, just to improve the ship's recognizability.

The power plant of the Skyfall Justice was not started. Meng Huaifeng, March 7, Xing, and Zhu Zhuqing were playing with the sails with great interest, experiencing the sailing experience of people in this world.

Meng Huaifeng also made several fishing rods so that everyone could fish at the stern of the boat.

Danheng would occasionally dive into the sea and circle around, sometimes bringing back beautiful corals, pearls, and other underwater treasures for everyone.

Everyone was quite interested on the first day, but by the second day, the vast ocean seemed a bit bland.

The oceans of this world are so vast. After sailing for a whole day, we haven't encountered a single island, let alone a pirate ship.

However, sailing through the starry sky is even more lonely than sailing on the open sea, but the train crew, who are used to sailing through the starry sky, do not feel bored.

However, the train crew did not want to waste too much time on the journey, so they started the power unit, and the speed of the Skyfall Justice increased more than tenfold.

Himeko held the nautical chart that Hoshi had picked up, controlling the course of the Heavenly Justice.

There are countless islands in the ocean, and the train crew certainly won't visit every single one.

Instead, they marked several islands that were particularly unique, based on information from Shanks and Garp, and then randomly selected some islands to explore along the way.

However, most of these islands are located on the Grand Line, and the group did not intend to skip the East Blue. Instead, based on the information they had gathered, they selected a few islands that interested them.

The Justice Ship's speed increased dramatically, and in less than half a day, it arrived at a small island.

"We're finally ashore! We have our phones to pass the time. Aren't the others bored after being on the ship for so long?" March 7th, feeling grounded, stretched and asked curiously.

“Without cell phones, there are naturally other ways to pass the time: playing cards, drinking, fishing, gambling, hosting banquets… Those who haven’t been poisoned by cell phones have a very low threshold for happiness, and these are enough for them to kill time,” Meng Huaifeng said.

"This island is called Seymourne Island. The Isshin Dojo of Shimotsuki Village protects this island from pirates and has not suffered serious damage from them for decades," Himeko said.

(End of this chapter)