Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Holy crap, she's going to give this to you?!"

Yan Huan didn't believe it at all.

"Isn't she afraid you'll make a mess of this place?!"

"What words!"

On March 7th, hands on hips, he solemnly said:

"What do you find objectionable about my aesthetic sense?"

"You used to love sleeping in my room, but now you're complaining about me!"

"But is this your territory?"

Yan Huan waved her hand:

"As important figures in this land of dreams, and the owners of the Huichangshi ship, our every move is under the watchful eyes of the tourists!"

"Look at your figurines, oh my god!"

Yan Huan arrived at a large figurine of a blonde woman with twin ponytails, patted the woman's pale shoulders, and said with exasperation:

"You were just wearing a bear-patterned sweater and purple pants, and you actually wore that in public?!"

"What's wrong? It's like that in anime too!" March 7th pouted.

"I call this restoration."

"If you wear too many clothes, can you still call yourself an anime/manga fan? If you don't put on some makeup, how can you show your otaku vibe?"

"So why did they have to show off anime style on the Huichangshi?!"

"Leave me alone?"

"Alright, alright, you wait and see. I'll film a video and send it to them. Let's see if your Himeko sister will beat you up!"

Yan Huan immediately took out her phone, turned on the camera, and took pictures of the surrounding area.

Besides March 7th, a large number of sailors she had hired were also helping with the preparations, and Yan Huan captured all of this in her photos.

Soon, March 7's phone rang; it was obviously Himeko calling.

"..."

"You're just waiting to die!" Yan Huan said, arms crossed, filled with righteous indignation.

"Tch." March 7th dialed the answer button with one hand, then held the phone to his ear. "Hello?"

"Fuck your mother!!" came the angry reply from the other end of the phone.

"?"

Upon hearing this voice, March 7th was taken aback.

Would Himeko-neechan say something so rude?

Not sure, listen again.

"Sorry, Walter just had a bad habit of feeding peaches to that space ape. He won't feed it peaches again..."

On the other end of the phone, Walter's faint voice came through again; he seemed to be standing some distance from the phone this time.

"Why don't monkeys eat peaches? This is different from the cartoons I watched when I was a kid..."

"What world are you from? Do you think these experimental subjects are the Monkey King, feeding them peaches of immortality?" The noisy female voice rang out again, then gradually faded away.

It seems that Himeko walked away with her phone.

A moment later, her voice came through March 7th's phone.

"March, is this the idea you came up with?"

"What's wrong?" March 7th asked, looking completely bewildered.

"My design concept is to make people feel at home when they board the ship. I think the current arrangement is very suitable."

"Okay, then I'd like to ask you something."

Himeko smiled insincerely and said:

"What is the meaning of those two rows of instant noodle shelves that are most conspicuously placed on both sides of the deck landing opening?"

Following the words, March 7th, holding his phone, looked up at the two rows of five-meter-long shelves of instant noodle cups at the very front of the deck and said seriously:

"Instant noodles are indispensable because it's important to feel at home."

"Besides, our ship provides food from most parts of the world, so it's not strange to have instant noodles."

"So, why did you specifically move the instant noodle shelf out of the restaurant and place it in a spot that tourists can see as soon as they board the ship?" Himeko asked.

"Just for good luck!"

On March 7th, he confidently said:

"Look at the braised beef noodles at the very front of the shelf. The color is so vibrant, it symbolizes prosperity and good fortune."

"It's not only to wish our business on the Huichangshi ship booming, but also to bring good luck to our tourists."

"Besides, it was Yan who said that we should give some people who are not wealthy the opportunity to travel and experience the attractions, and he even lowered the ticket prices for them."

"So I put the instant noodle shelf here, to make them feel more at home, right?"

"Holy crap, you're dragging me into this?!" Yan Huan immediately took a step back.

"Let me tell you, you reap what you sow, so don't even think about trying to smear me."

"You've spent all the approved funds on these useless figurines; it's an outrageous crime!"

Clearly, Himeko on the other end of the phone had also heard Yan Huan's criticism and agreed with it.

"Yes."

"March, stop now. Transfer all the funds to Yan Huan and let him take over."

"what?!"

Upon hearing this news, March 7th was furious when she saw Yan Huan's smirking expression.

"Why should I? Don't you know what kind of person he is, Himeko-neechan?"

"I admit that what I did may not have been perfect, but if you let him come, this ship will be...!"

‘Dududu——’

Himeko hung up the phone immediately.

"..."

March 7th squinted, staring intently at the smug Yan in front of him, and reluctantly put down his phone.

"You're ruthless. You'll stop at nothing to gain control of the renovation."

"Likewise, let me carry on your legacy."

Yan Huan walked over, snatched the credit card that March 7 had taken out, and smiled:

"This place is mine now!"

"Sailors, return all these ridiculous figurines!!"

"No!!"

Ignoring March 7's heartbroken cries, the sailors quickly packed the figurines they had just arranged back into the delivery box and sealed it with great effort.

Whoever has money is the boss!

Chapter 1023 What do you want to say to the shareholders?

……

Three hours later.

On March 7th, he stared blankly at the scene before him, feeling utterly incredulous.

Colorful ambient lighting, a brightly colored counter, and the sky obscured by a large black cloth...

The wide deck avenue had been inexplicably transformed into a narrow path, and was covered with black cloth everywhere, except for the flickering ambient lights, it was pitch black.

The area above the deck was originally open, but Yan Huan ordered it to be sealed off.

The flashing, multicolored lights shone on March 7th's face, and she asked, bewildered:

"You turned the Hulangshi into a disco?"

"Don't we have a bar and a disco behind our banquet hall? What's the point of you doing this?"

"That's called consistency between the beginning and the end!"

Yan Huan stood on the counter that had been moved to the landing gate, arms crossed, full of confidence.

"Singing, dancing, massage, bathing!"

“This is what adult life is like, and I believe tourists will like this new style.”

"Although the old facilities are still there, these are the new themes. They're definitely more sophisticated than your so-called 'anime fandom'!"

"Heh~tui!"

March 7th spat, immediately pulled out his phone, circled around, and sent a video to Himeko.

"You're going to die soon! If you turn this place into a brothel unsuitable for children, see if Himeko-neechan doesn't beat you to death!"

'Ta-da!'

Soon, Yan Huan's phone rang.

He pressed the answer button and held the phone to his ear. "Hello?"

"Fuck your mother's head!!"

"..."

Yan Huan looked at March 7th, "These aliens are quite cute..."