Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"In short, give me 100 million, and I'll definitely get everything done for you."

"Emmm...the cleaning company only quoted 80 million."

"Because we're the best of friends, aren't we?" March 7th smiled.

"Giving more money certainly won't hurt feelings, right?"

Why are you suddenly asking for money?

Seeing how enthusiastic March 7th was, Yan Huan was a little puzzled.

"Yu Kong has already repaid you the credit points you advanced for Tingyun, right? It was double the amount."

"Could it be that you've contracted..." Yan Huan's eyes immediately turned to shock.

"What are you talking about?!"

On March 7th, she pursed her lips and explained why she needed money.

“I just feel that you and Dan Heng have been donating money to Belloberg, but now I’m the one who’s donated the least.”

“But you didn’t have much money to begin with,” Yan Huan explained.

“My money was all taken from others. Danheng’s previous money was also forced upon him by Jingyuan and Longshi.”

"Your income mainly comes from the living expenses given by Aunt Himeko, so just consider the donations we made as your donations as well."

"No."

March 7th shakes its head:

"In short, I'll take this big project of yours that can be worth 100 million."

"You can't contract it out to anyone else, I'll definitely handle it perfectly for you."

"emmmm..."

After a moment of silence, Yan Huan finally agreed to let March 7 volunteer.

"Alright, actually, once you find the core of the formation, it won't be difficult for you to clean up the things in my room."

"The core of the formation?" March 7th asked in confusion. "You have something like that?"

Chapter 1134 What kind of hellish place is this?

Back in front of Yan Huan's room, March 7th had already found another companion.

"Would you like your room cleaned?"

Looking at the jungle landscape inside the door, Walter quickly looked up at the ceiling of the corridor.

It's on the train...

"Uncle Yang, are you really going to come with me?" March 7th asked. "How about we split it 50/50?"

"No need," Walter said with a slight smile, adjusting his glasses.

"I'm just a little curious about Yan Huan's room."

"It's hard to imagine how he managed to turn a normal place of residence into this..."

"In March, I will go in with you, but I will focus on exploration."

"Understood." March 7th stood up straight and smiled excitedly.

"Uncle Yang, don't worry, I will definitely thank you after it's done."

"I promise that once we reach the Land of Eternity, no matter what form Danheng and Yanhuan try to sweet-talk you, I will do everything in my power to stop them!"

"..." Walter was speechless when March 7th brought this up.

"This one……"

"March, I want to ask you something."

"What?" March 7 tilted his head.

Walter said in a deep voice:

"Am I really that pathetic when I'm keeping my rational mind?"

"Otherwise what?" March 7th nodded without hesitation.

Walter: "..."

March 7th: "Uncle Yang, you're always worrying about this and that. We're going to suffer a lot if we follow you."

"What's wrong with being a little violent? We're in the right anyway, and if we can't reason with them, then it's better to just use force."

"I understand... I'll be more careful in the future." Walter nodded helplessly and was the first to step inside.

A gentle breeze caressed his face, and the bright sunlight shone down, but was blocked by the dense trees.

Standing in the shade of a tree, Walter stepped on the soft soil and looked into the distance.

"If this is truly a complete ecosystem, then what about the water source?"

"After all, this is still inside a train. Does it mean it will rain?"

“I don’t know if it will rain or not, but Uncle Yang… there’s a pond over there.” March 7th walked to Walter’s side and gently pointed to the right.

Walter looked and saw that there was indeed a pool of water not far away. The water was not clear and was dark green.

A deer was drinking water by the pool, creating ripples on the surface.

"Ouch~~"

Suddenly, a howl came from afar, and the fawn's pupils contracted sharply. It immediately took off running.

"Oh my god, Uncle Yang, there are wolves here!" March 7th quickly picked up a crooked wooden stick from the ground and stood guard.

"Don't worry, our scent should be unfamiliar to it."

Walter explained:

"Even if it were to launch an attack, it would take a long time to observe, giving us ample time to respond."

"Let's move forward in March."

"Uh, okay."

Walter took out his compass and headed north with March 7th.

As he continued forward, he discovered that there were also swamps.

"Uncle Yang, look, a turtle!" March 7th pointed to the turtle at the edge of the swamp.

The turtle, covered in mud, lay motionless on a rock.

Now is definitely a good time to capture it.

"Don't go looking for it," Walter warned.

"The soil near the swamp is unstable, and it's easy to get stuck."

Did Yan Huan tell you what those array cores are?

“He can’t remember.” March 7th lowered his head and plucked the grass seeds stuck to his clothes.

"But he said that when we see it, we will know that it is the core of the formation."

"Is that so?" Walter nodded slightly; it seemed those items were highly recognizable...

After moving forward for a while, the air suddenly became a bit hotter.

"?"

Walter stopped and carefully examined the soil in front of him.

The humidity is significantly lower.

"In March, we might be in the desert..."

"desert?"

March 7th was somewhat surprised. Grabbing the wooden stick, he looked around and saw lush, verdant trees with abundant branches and leaves.

"Uncle Yang, can the scenery here be related to the desert?"

“I suspect this is a small oasis in the desert,” Walter said, standing up.

"Of course, this is just a guess."

"Hopefully the items are in the oasis, otherwise, with the supplies we're carrying, surviving in the desert will be very difficult."

"Um... Uncle Yang, have you forgotten that we're actually still on the train?"

"Shh." Walter suddenly looked up and said seriously:

"There are strange footsteps. Lie down."

As the two crawled on the ground, the sound of their feet stepping on tree branches came from ahead.

"Waibibabu?" A savage holding a spear pushed aside the tall weeds and looked around, asking, "Gagayi?"

Behind him, seven or eight savages, also holding spears, were searching the surroundings.

They had dark skin, thick lips, wore animal fur, and had sharp eyes.

"My God, a savage!" March 7th whispered to Walter beside him.

“Pam caught one before, Uncle Yang. What should we do with these savages? Throw them into outer space?”

"We'll talk about that later."

Walter remained prone, his eyes fixed on the approaching savages.

"They seem to be looking for us..."

The savages drew closer and closer.

They were less than three meters away from where Walter and March 7th were hiding.

Just as Walter snatched March 7's stick, preparing to deal with the conflict, a dark figure suddenly darted out.