Starry Sky: My Life Star God, starting reward Ruan Mei

Xing loosened his grip slightly so that March 7th could speak clearly.

“Isn’t Pamkua’s method quite simple? Why are you being so strict with me? Danheng hasn’t even said anything yet.”

Danheng, who is usually taciturn, does not avoid talking because he is at a loss for words.

Since it was a companion's expectation, Dan Heng had already carefully chosen his words and responded earnestly: "Although we haven't spent much time together, in My Love from the Star, we have seen a symphony of talent and diligence, and these delicacies from Belleburg are enough to prove that."

"Even before tasting it, I believe it will be a magnificent dance on the tongue. Your culinary art is full of warmth, yet retains the essence and heritage of that winter civilization..."

No one would assume that someone who usually enjoys organizing think tanks and taking notes is taciturn simply because they lack words.

After Danheng finished his long speech, Tingyun also controlled her vocabulary and showed off her literary talent a little.

Ruan Mei also said a few words at Bai Yan's prompting, and Xiao Ya called out to Xing, "Sister, sister."

Xing then turned to look at March 7th: "Your turn."

March 7th smiled and said, "Can I pay you back first?"

"Okay, raise the interest rate every other day."

"This is way too dark."

"Ok, deal."

Without room for doubt, March 7th owes the future Lord of the Rift a few words of praise, which will increase by one sentence every other day.

Then the future Lord of the Rift looked at the god who was eating some kind of dessert.

He raised his head, a gentle smile playing on his lips, which were still covered in remnants of plum blossom cake: "I am proud of you."

The future Lord of the Rift didn't ask for much, and simply smiled, saying, "I'm proud of myself too."

Dinner on the train was spent in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

Xing's cooking skills certainly did not disappoint everyone; Pam was the happiest person to eat there.

Everyone worked together to clean up the dishes after the meal.

Xiaoya followed Ruan Mei back to her room.

Xing placed the ring containing his personal home on the table and went inside to begin his training with the beings from the Rift Realm.

Walter was helping Danheng organize the think tank, while March 7th sat on the sofa in the observation car organizing the photos he had taken with his camera, and watching Himeko selecting coffee beans for tomorrow.

Tingyun's room had already been arranged, but there was no space on the train that would allow her to train in peace.

Bai Yan casually lent her a small personal space. He had already given her swordsmanship instruction yesterday, so today Tingyun could practice on her own.

Bai Yan then rewarded Ruan Mei as agreed.

When Ruan Mei placed her hand on his chest again, trying to feel the life rhythm within, the sound that resembled a heartbeat suddenly exploded in her mind like a thunderclap from the horizon, stirring up a thousand waves.

Just as the thunder was about to rumble again, and her mental world was about to descend into chaos and be turned upside down, Bai Yan removed her hand.

As Ruan Mei watched him leave with lingering affection, Bai Yan left her room without hesitation.

With each encounter, she became increasingly intoxicated by that dangerous yet wonderful feeling.

Xiaoya seemed to sense something: "Mom, do you want Dad to stay a little longer? Should Xiaoya go and call him?"

Ruan Mei patted Xiaoya's head, a faint smile unconsciously appearing on her lips: "No need."

Back in his room, Bai Yan didn't go to sleep. Instead, he sent a message to Black Tower and immediately went to where Black Tower was.

Before heading to the Immortal Ship, he planned to discuss some matters with the Black Tower.

The Black Tower itself, who was adjusting simulated cosmic information in an office in a corner of the universe, sensed the arrival of its star god friend behind it and spoke:

"The interstellar journey that was just a step away—that's how you came from the space station to [Destruction] not long ago, wasn't it?"

"When friends get together, why bring up that filled chocolate instead of chatting about something more cheerful?"

As Bai Yan spoke, he pulled over a chair from the side: "May I sit here?"

"Of course. This office has always only had one chair, but I recently added another one because I knew you might be visiting."

The usually proud Lady Black Tower has gradually become accustomed to this kind of communication between friends.

Bai Yan sat down and got straight to the point: "I want you to help me design an experimental project similar to a simulated universe to observe and interpret life. Of course, it won't be for free; you can name some conditions you want."

Lady Black Tower turned her chair around and looked at Bai Yan: "For example, having a long talk with the [Life] Star God?"

Bai Yan smiled and said, "We are friends. Even if you don't mention this condition, we can still have a heart-to-heart talk."

Even the Black Tower's refined yet somewhat aloof face revealed a smile.

She replied with a faint smile, "We're friends. Even if you don't let me name my conditions, I'm still willing to help you."

Chapter 97 Kaffa Revisited

One night passed.

Bai Yan returned to the train from where Black Tower himself was located.

Pam prepared breakfast on the train, and Xiaoya also helped out this time, assisting Pam.

Dan Heng seemed to still be sleeping in. Bai Yan flipped through ancient memories and learned that the other party was wandering in old dreams.

According to what March 7th said, if you wake up one day and don't see Danheng, you probably won't see him for most of the day.

There's no need to worry too much about something so commonplace.

The mornings on the Starry Sky Train begin with a delicious breakfast and end with Himeko's coffee.

After leaving the restaurant, we were in the observation car.

Under the complicated gazes of everyone, Hoshi, who had been longing for coffee, finally got to taste the authentic Himeko Coffee.

Himeko smiled as she watched Hoshino enjoy her coffee: "A cup of coffee in the morning can keep you energized all day. How does it feel?"

Even though the bitterness and sourness of Himeko's special black coffee were about to overwhelm Hoshi's taste buds, she still managed to swallow it with difficulty and then uttered a sweet compliment: "Mmm, it's delicious."

She initially thought that Himeko had messed up this time, or that there was something wrong with the coffee beans.

But in the unanimous gaze of Bai Yan and Walter, March 7th, and even Pam, she discerned some terrible truths.

These people clearly knew there was something wrong with the coffee all along. And it's probably not just the coffee that was problematic; the bag of coffee beans that Himeko used before was also faulty.

No wonder they all looked at her with such complicated expressions when she suggested having coffee earlier.

She wasn't curious why no one reminded Himeko to improve her brewing method; her complicated expression must be a compromise made because the taste was something that was difficult to change no matter what.

It seems that even after everyone offered suggestions to Himeko to improve her technique and she made continuous adjustments, the taste remained as horrifying as ever.

Would you like another drink?

Himeko's well-intentioned suggestion was like a devil's whisper, piercing her ears.

Seeing Xing's changing expression, March 7th felt sympathy but couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Xing suppressed the turmoil in his heart, shook his head, and smiled: "No, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight. Give this cup to March 7th."

To be honest, she was afraid that if she had another drink, she would fall asleep on the spot.

March 7 glared at Hoshino, but still accepted the coffee Himeko offered: "Hmm, let me taste your cooking again, Himeko."

Although he was smiling, there was a hint of trepidation in his tone.

She took the coffee cup from Himeko, gently blew on the fine coffee foam, and tentatively took a small sip.

Like a drop of ink dissolving in a glass of clear spring water, it instantly corrupts the taste buds.

March 7th's expression control was clearly not as good as Xing's, so he could only laugh and say, "I'm still not used to drinking bitter things."

Ruan Mei, Tingyun, and Xiaoya, who had never tasted the original flavor of Himeko's special blend, did not escape this fate.

Both Nguyen Mai and Thanh Van managed to keep their expressions under control.

One person simply said the coffee had a unique flavor, while another gave a similar assessment.

Xiaoya finished the small cup of coffee that Jizi had prepared for her, and smiled sincerely: "It's delicious."

Neither Bai Yan nor Ruan Mei remembers ever tampering with the child's taste buds.

But then, to everyone's astonishment, Xiaoya asked Jizi for two more drinks.

Those passengers who hadn't tried Himeko's special coffee had already witnessed the overwhelming flavor of it, and Walter finished off the rest of his coffee.

The coffee tasting event was thus coming to an end.

Himeko originally wanted to brew some more for Baiyan and Pam, since the two of them were still there and hadn't had any.

However, Himeko's actions were interrupted by Pam, because it was time to hold the Nameless Passengers' route meeting.

Danheng's temporary absence has no impact. Danheng, who spends all his time in the archives, is very familiar with the train's route and does not need to attend the meeting.

Moreover, although it's called a meeting, it's not much different from a team building activity. It doesn't matter whether you attend or not; Himeko just hopes everyone can come.

"Attention passengers!"

Pam's short legs strode across the aisle of the observation car, her voice echoing.

"The jump route meeting is officially beginning! Next, I, the train conductor, will announce the name of the next stop—"

Bai Yan sat on the sofa, smiling as he awaited the next turn of events.

Walter and Himeko already knew their next destination, so they weren't particularly curious about what Pam was saying.

Tingyun had already heard the news from Baiyan. Ruan Mei wasn't interested in the next destination; she was more interested in Baiyan's reward.

Xing sat next to Uncle Yang, mimicking Walter's expression and adding an act, pretending to be profound.

Only March 7th and Xiaoya, sitting in her lap, stared wide-eyed with curiosity.

But just as Pam was about to announce the destination.

"Long time no see, everyone on the Star Train. I'm Kafka."

A woman's voice suddenly appeared, and an unexpected image interrupted the flight route meeting.

A virtual image of a woman holding an umbrella appeared in the corridor.

The relaxed and pleasant atmosphere instantly froze.