Honkai Impact: Star Railway: I'm really not a Star God!

Chapter 29 Sambo: I've never seen anyone more dog-like than me.

Here, everything is covered in ice and snow.

All traces of life vanished in the frigid land, except for a few Rift monsters wandering the snowfield.

Looking at the half-open window to the side, March 7th went over and wiped the glass, exclaiming in surprise.

"Wow, this...this is the roof? How long would it take for the snow to accumulate to this thickness?"

"A very, very long time..."

Dan Heng spoke in a deep voice.

Just as the group was talking, March 7th's attention was drawn to the movement of a small snowdrift in the distance.

You could say March 7th is a bit dim-witted.

But you can't say that March 7th is weak.

"Hey, did you guys see that? It looks like something's moving..."

Upon hearing this, Danheng looked in the direction that March 7th had indicated.

I stared for several seconds, but found nothing.

"...It's just an ordinary snowdrift, are you sure it's not your imagination?"

"Absolutely not, our eyesight is excellent! Come on, let's get closer and take a look."

Ling Kong also sensed it for a moment, and raised an eyebrow.

Not bad, March 7th even found out faster than Danheng.

Normally, Ling Kong would suppress his senses to shield himself from his omniscient perspective. Otherwise, discovering the essence of things too quickly would be too boring.

Just as the god of joy, Aha, can hide himself as a mortal and give his power to an insect.

Even when suspended in mid-air, one will actively suppress their own power, creating an ultimate experience.

Thinking about it this way, he inexplicably understood Aha.

As expected of the star god of a joyful destiny.

Just happiness.

And so, the four of them arrived in front of the snowdrift. Just as March 7 was about to speak, Ling Kong pulled him back.

Ling Kong whispered in March 7's ear.

“I just saw it too. My gut feeling tells me that this person is not honest. Let’s freeze him and wait for him to come out.”

Upon hearing Ling Kong's wicked idea, March 7th pondered for a moment, and it seemed...

That actually works.

"What if...it's just an ordinary person inside...?"

"An ordinary person? I just saw him shrink inside. He looked like a young man. We didn't do anything wrong. Why would he hide from us if he hasn't done anything wrong? Besides, in this terrible weather, can an ordinary person just run around everywhere?"

After thinking about it, March 7th realized that was indeed the case.

In this weather, which ordinary person would dare to go out and about?

"So what should we do now?"

They deliberately made a sound; March 7th deliberately said that.

"I think...we could have a hot pot here!"

"hot pot...?"

Dan Heng looked at Ling Kong with a puzzled expression.

This word...I'm really not very clear about it.

Xing and March 7th also tilted their heads in confusion.

Seeing that the three did not understand, Ling Kong smiled and said.

"This is a way of eating a local delicacy from my hometown. And coincidentally, I know a few magic tricks."

In front of the three of them, Ling Kong took out a long handkerchief from his pocket. Seemingly not satisfied, he pulled on both sides of the handkerchief, and the handkerchief transformed into the size of a small rug under his power.

Then he had Danheng and Xing shape the snow into a square block.

He covered the snow with a carpet, and without hesitation, he removed the carpet, revealing a variety of delicacies and a large pot on the spot.

Xing: Huh?!

March 7th: ?!

Danheng: ......

"You're not even going to cast a spell!?"

After regaining his senses on March 7th, he lashed out with a scathing rebuke.

"What kind of spell are you casting?"

"Other magicians usually say something before revealing the secret to attract attention and then finish the magic trick."

"But theirs is magic, mine is sorcery!"

Xing held her chin and said thoughtfully.

"It seems... Ling Kong does have a point."

Dan Heng remained silent; he had indeed felt a surge of power just now.

However, he did not recognize which destiny's power it was.

It's not simply about using the power of imaginary numbers, but rather transforming imaginary numbers into another form of expression.

If we compare imaginary numbers to a bunch of numbers and symbols, then the energy of various destinies is like combining imaginary numbers into a formula, exerting even greater power. Just now, Ling Kong demonstrated a formula that had never been heard of before.

With a snap of his fingers, a flame automatically appeared beneath the large pot, a flame that wouldn't melt the ice and snow but could still heat the water inside.

He demonstrated how to eat hot pot to the three of them. Ling Kong was about to put a piece of dragon meat into the pot, but after glancing at Dan Heng, he silently changed the dragon meat into beef.

What a pity, what a pity, you still can't get to eat this good stuff.

Soon, a fragrant aroma wafted out, with a large portion of it being deliberately guided into the snowdrifts.

This made the snowdrift, which was already trembling slightly, tremble even more violently.

Ling Kong couldn't tell whether he was freezing or just craving something sweet.

Wow! It smells so good!

On March 7th, looking at the delicious food in the pot, he couldn't help but drool.

Xing skillfully wielded the chopsticks, itching to try them out. These things were just two small baseball bats, weren't they? Even with amnesia, she could still use them.

Dan Heng secretly swallowed.

A grand feast was held beside the snowdrift, presided over by Ling Kong.

With food being served from above, a continuous stream of delicacies appears.

Although I've reached a point where I can choose not to eat, I can't resist it; it smells too good.

"Aerial flight~ some more tripe, please~"

"Give me a pound of spicy beef."

"Could I... have some Chinese cabbage?"

"I don't want much... I'll just have some potatoes!"

An invalid audio clip is inserted at the very end of the conversation, and the four people look towards the snowdrift.

A strikingly handsome man with blue hair and green eyes rose from the snowdrift.

he! Sambo!

I can't stand it!

I've never seen anyone more despicable than him!

It's one thing to suddenly come up with a way of eating called hot pot!

Can you please eat somewhere else?

This is the first time he's encountered someone like this in all the worlds he's traveled through!

To his surprise, the four of them glanced at him but remained unmoved.

She continued eating her hotpot, seemingly ignoring him completely.

"..."

Please pay attention to me!

"Dude, is it really that bad? Going into the snow isn't a big deal, why are you torturing me like this?"

The four stopped what they were doing and looked at Sangbo with ill intent.

That look in his eyes clearly said something.

Mmm mmm ...

Oh right, right, right, right my ass!

"Well, but this isn't your fault, heroes! Haha... I appeared too abruptly, so this punishment is worthwhile, deserved, and necessary! Otherwise, how could I have met all of you good friends? Haha..."

Sambo gave an awkward smile and explained quickly.

Yes, a true man can bend and stretch.

This little grievance is nothing to brag about!

"Excuse me, has Commander Jepard arrived? I know him quite well..."

Sambo, quick-witted, immediately spoke up.

His eyes darted around frantically, like a helpless little rabbit.