The Star Train's Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 92 First Visit to the Lighthouse and the Thousand-Year-Old Fox
“Agree to their request and tell them that Lord Morgan of Lighthouse welcomes them to visit the Lighthouse.”

Just when Seng thought Morgan was about to refuse, Morgan finally gave a low reply from the other end.

Seng reopened his mask, walked up to the group, and placed his right fist on his chest in a salute, saying, "Miss Himeko, Lord Morgan has granted your request and welcomes you to visit the Lighthouse."

"Thank you." Himeko chuckled. It seemed that the leader of the survivors at this base wasn't the malicious type.

"Please follow me." Seng turned and led the way, instructing the control room to lower the elevator platform.

The train crew looked up at the lighthouse suspended in the air. Cities floating in the air are not uncommon in the world, but the lighthouse was relatively small in scale and nothing particularly amazing. However, its strong apocalyptic science fiction style was quite rare and attracted attention.

After all, the universe is so vast. Although civilizations are constantly on the verge of destruction, compared to all civilizations, this is just a drop in the ocean. We don't encounter such things often, and even if we do, they may not necessarily be technologically advanced spacefaring civilizations.

Zhu Zhuqing had the least experience, but she was always aloof. Although she was amazed when she looked at the lighthouse, she did not show it. Her mouth was slightly open without her realizing it.

On March 7th, the girl, as if she had never seen the world before, exclaimed "Wow!" and then picked up her camera to take pictures.

The astonishment of March 7th filled the city's defense troops with pride, causing them to unconsciously straighten their backs and display a proud expression.

"There may be some survivors like you on the ground, but the Lighthouse is definitely the largest and most powerful settlement among them. If we're talking about the most likely to survive until the end of the apocalypse, then it has to be the Lighthouse..."

Senger proudly gave the train crew a brief introduction to the history of the lighthouse as he knew it.

Meanwhile, on the train.

“Pam, let’s set off and start laying the silver tracks,” Danheng said to Pam.

“Okay, Himeko said that about one-tenth of the galactic orbits from last time would be enough. This time, we don’t need to travel all over the universe. Just laying galactic orbits in a few nearby small star systems should be enough, Pam.” Pam said.

"I wonder if this universe, like the Douluo Universe, will have a higher-level plane similar to the God Realm," Dan Heng speculated, stroking his chin, just like the grotto-heavens of the Immortal Ship.

“There’s definitely more than just this one civilized planet. As for whether there’s anything like the God Realm, it’s hard to say. However, our exploration time this time was short, and we only operated in a few nearby small star systems. Even if there is, we might not encounter it, Pam.” Pam analyzed seriously.

On a cosmic scale, civilizations are as numerous as stars in the sky, but in reality, there may not be a single life-bearing planet in a dozen or even dozens of small star systems.

If you don't jump, and it's just ordinary travel, even at the speed of light, it's normal not to encounter another life-bearing planet for months or even years.

Pam went to the driver's cab and started the train. The train swung its tail and shot straight into the sky.

Dan Heng, meanwhile, was in the carriage, reading a book while evenly maintaining the power of pioneering to generate silver tracks.

Actually, silver tracks can be generated anywhere on the train. The reason they were all concentrated in the train's control room last time was simply for the sake of ceremony.

The sound of the train moving attracted the attention of the city's defense troops. Seng turned his head and was instantly dumbfounded.

"What country's technology is this from before the apocalypse? Trains can even fly! It's outrageous."

"If even bigger lighthouses can go to heaven, what's so outrageous about a train going to heaven?"

"You don't know anything. It's not that the sky is outrageous, what's outrageous is that the commotion is so small and the speed is so fast."

"No wonder these people have survived until now; it turns out they have such a technologically advanced train."

"I was wondering the same thing. Even if they have superpowers, it's unlikely they could be a match for so many Devouring Beasts. After all, those monsters are unkillable and keep multiplying."

The city's garrison troops began to discuss it.

Senge looked at the train crew, who seemed perfectly normal, and couldn't help but ask, "Your train has left, aren't you worried?"

"What are you worried about? Dan Heng is on the train. Anyone who dares to mess with the train is out of luck." March 7th waved his fist.

"They're just unlucky," Xing repeated.

Seng's expression was complicated. "Who said the train was here? Aren't you worried about yourselves?"

It seems that this group is actually more powerful than I imagined.

“Our strength is truly formidable. None of the known beings on this planet pose a threat to us.” Meng Huaifeng understood Seng’s meaning and reached out to pat his gravity body.

Seng staggered, completely losing control of his body.

Meng Huaifeng didn't want the Lighthouse to do anything foolish because they didn't know their strength, so he chose to demonstrate their strength a little, which would be good for both sides.

The lighthouse won't make a bad decision that results in heavy losses, and the train crew will have less trouble.

"After a while, when we've had enough fun, the train will come back to pick us up," Meng Huaifeng said.

Is playing... the perilous post-apocalyptic world just a game for them?

Sengge, who had regained his footing, was filled with horror.

After that, Sengge fell silent for a long time, and couldn't even utter a word of praise for the lighthouse.

The group took the elevator up to the lighthouse and walked along the lower corridor.
Around the corridor, many simply dressed people were constantly moving things, cleaning the road, and inspecting equipment, working tirelessly like worker ants.

However, their gazes would occasionally drift towards the group, filled with a mixture of admiration, envy, and jealousy.

"9527, you little rascal, don't run around like that, or you'll fall!"

"4399, hand me that steel bar."

Listening to the conversations around him, March 7th couldn't help but ask, "Don't they have names?"
“Mere mortals are not worthy of having names.” Seng’s words were full of disdain for the mortals.

"What 'Dust People'? They are human beings too, why don't they deserve to have names?" March 7 said somewhat unhappily.

The other members of the train crew also frowned slightly.

"In the apocalypse, resources are scarce. We must use our limited resources on the most capable people to ensure our survival. Therefore, we divide everyone into Upper Class and Lower Class. Upper Class enjoys priority access to resources but also bears greater responsibility, such as defending the lighthouse, conducting scientific research, gathering resources, and fighting the Devouring Beasts. Lower Class only needs to perform basic, unskilled, simple tasks; as long as they don't starve, they're fine." Seng was determined to climb the ranks, so he had an extremely thorough understanding of the policies and the three survival rules issued by the higher-ups.

The train crew remained silent. In the apocalypse, such actions were understandable in order to survive. They disapproved, but had no right to interfere.

Even if they forcibly intervene, it won't be long before they change the method, put a new label on it, and continue to implement this tiered system.

Only when the apocalypse ends can the world return to normal.

And that's what the train crew does!
March 7th was speechless, muttering, "Even so, it doesn't mean we can't even have names." (Lighthouse's favorability -1)
Senger noticed the train crew's slight dissatisfaction, so he stopped talking and silently led the way to meet the city lord.
"Let's hurry up and solve this apocalypse," March 7 whispered quietly.

This world seems even worse than Beloberg, where the so-called Lighthouse, which claims to be the largest, and perhaps only, settlement in the world, has only a little over ten thousand people.

“Well, once we’re settled for the time being, I’ll investigate where the apocalypse originated,” Meng Huaifeng said.

"Your ability is really useful. In the past, when we encountered star cores, we would run around and spend a lot of time investigating, and we might even get false information. But you, as long as no one else interferes, you only need to expend a little energy," March 7 said enviously.

"The Heavenly Questioning Technique is good, but I often struggle with whether or not to use it. If we treat our reality as an adventure game, the Heavenly Questioning Technique is like having a cheat code. You can enjoy a game for months or years without getting tired of it, but once you start using the cheat code, you might find it boring after just a few days. I don't want to find the game of reality uninteresting," Meng Huaifeng sighed. Fortunately, Uncle Yang had given him some guidance before, otherwise he didn't know how much longer he would have struggled with this decision.

He can still use cheats, but he needs to control the number of times he uses them.

Don't use cheats unless absolutely necessary!
"It's fun to cheat for a while, and it's even more fun to keep cheating. Have you ever considered how those of us who don't cheat feel?" Xing said enviously.

"People who have never used cheats have no idea how troublesome they are," Meng Huaifeng shook his head.

Then he glanced at Xing and said, "Hagi Star, what are you envious of? You're cheating too."

No, it seems that the train crews have all cheated to some extent.

Hard.

The fist is hard.

March 7th glared at Meng Huaifeng and asked, "What are you doing at Versailles?"
Zhu Zhuqing scratched her head. She was focused on cultivating and becoming stronger, but Xing had only dragged her to play a few games. She hadn't even figured out how to play the game, let alone how to use cheats.

Command Center.

"Lord City Lord, Engineer Morin wishes to see you." The still young Jingnan temporarily served as Morgan's assistant.

"Tell him to wait a moment," Morgan waved his hand. "Where are the people from the train?"

"We'll be there in about five more minutes." Jingnan kept an eye on the train crew and silently calculated the walking time.

Morgan closed his eyes, lost in thought.

Jingnan turned on his communication equipment and continued to monitor the messages coming from the control room.

About four minutes later, Morgan opened his eyes.

"Let Morin in."

"Yes, Lord City Lord." Jing Nan was somewhat surprised, but still obeyed.

Soon, an elderly man who looked to be in his fifties walked in.

"Lord City Lord, I heard there's a train outside that can accelerate and take off instantly, and that no energy eruption is visible from the outside. Is that true?" Morin asked excitedly.

Sengge and his group weren't the only ones who saw the train take off; many others on the lighthouse also witnessed it.

Jingnan looked at him in confusion. Engineers are often engrossed in research and design and ignore external affairs. How did he know so quickly this time?

“Yes, there was indeed such a train, but it has vanished into thin air,” Morgan said.

"Disappeared? How could it disappear? According to my analysis, that train must have extremely high energy utilization efficiency and an energy recovery system, otherwise there would have been no sign of energy eruption outside!" Morin said in anguish.

“Oh, so what?” Morgan asked.

“This means that the train’s power and energy system is far superior to our lighthouse’s system! If I could study the train’s power and energy system, it would definitely greatly improve the energy efficiency of our lighthouse and save a lot of resources! At that time…” Morin was about to continue speaking when Jingnan interrupted him.

"Lord City Lord, the guests on the train have arrived."

“Alright, Morin, you heard that? We have guests. You can go now. We can talk about it another time,” Morgan said.

"Wait, Lord City Lord, this matter is extremely important! Miss Jingnan, you just mentioned the passengers on the train? Is that the train you mentioned? Could they call the train back? Or are there any engineers among them? I hope to communicate with them so that the lighthouse can operate more efficiently and sail for longer," Morin said excitedly.

“That’s enough, Morin. They’re not from the Lighthouse. We can’t afford to antagonize them. We’ll talk about this later,” Morgan said.

“How could we become enemies? There are hardly any survivors left in the world. We humans should unite instead of hoarding our own. I believe in them…” Morin retorted.

"Someone, take him away!" Morgan said impatiently.

Morgan then looked towards the entrance of the command center and said with a friendly expression, "Hello, guests from the train. I am Morgan, the Lord of Lighthouse. Welcome to Lighthouse."

……

The lighthouse is shaped like a large pot lid. The train crew followed Senge around and around until they finally arrived at the command room.

Seng said to the guards in front of the command room, "Seng, the commander of the city defense army, has brought guests from the train to pay their respects to the city lord. Please inform the city lord."

The guard opened the passage and said, "The city lord has ordered that you may enter directly without prior notice."

As the passageway opened, before the train crew even entered, they could hear arguing coming from inside.
Himeko and Welt exchanged a helpless glance.

The old fox's tricks were nothing compared to the two of them.

Why bother?
The nameless stranger never hesitates to lend a helping hand, as long as the request is made.

There is more than one entrance to the command center. As the train crew walked out of the passage and entered the command center, another voice grew fainter and fainter.

In the center of the command room, an elderly man with a receding hairline greeted them in a seemingly kind manner.

Himeko, representing the train crew, said, "Himeko, a nameless passenger on the Starry Sky Train, greets Lord Morgan."

When pioneers explore new worlds, revealing their identities can sometimes gain them the support of local powers, or it can sometimes provoke hostility.
Therefore, in most cases, pioneers do not actively proclaim that they come from outer space, but rather integrate into the local identity, which makes it easier for them to explore and understand the true situation of the local area.

Of course, they generally wouldn't deliberately hide it. For example, Himeko would honestly say that they were nameless passengers on the Star Train and wouldn't lie. Anyway, the natives wouldn't know the meaning of the name, so it didn't matter whether they hid it or not.
There are exceptions, though. For example, Xiao Sanyue is outspoken and a real self-destructive character.

　Something unexpected happened at home today, so I couldn't update on time. Sorry, I can only write 4,000 words today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)