Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Fireworks smiled faintly:

"But he was in such a hurry, he must be doing big business."

"What's wrong, boss? I'm much more reliable than him!"

"Fireworks will always be your reliable partner, both materially and emotionally."

"Matter?" Yan Huan squinted.

"You have hairy matter..."

Of course!

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Huan felt the table beneath her bottom shake violently.

"?"

Cocolia, who was sitting behind the table writing documents, frowned and poked Yan Huan's butt with her pen: "Stop shaking your leg."

"not me."

Yan Huan jumped off the table, turned around, and the table was still shaking.

Seeing this, Cocolia pulled out a chair and stood up and backed away as well.

The men stared at the desk, each with a different expression.

Yan Huan turned on the speakerphone and asked Hua Huo, "Is this your substance?"

"No, I am your matter!"

The sound wasn't just coming from the phone; it was also coming from inside the desk.

Seeing this, Cocolia seemed to have thought of something, and quickly stepped forward and pulled open the cabinet door in the lower right corner of the table.

Almost as soon as the cabinet door opened, a girl with pigtails crawled out, smiling.

"Hello there, you damned Great Guardian~"

"Damn, what are you doing here?"

Seeing the fireworks suddenly appear, Yan Huan hung up the phone and asked curiously:

"Don't tell me you hid there days in advance, possessed by a prophet?"

"Hehe, would you believe me if I said I can do magic tricks, boss?"

Hua Huo turned around with a smile and looked at Yan Huan.

"Actually, I've always had a superpower: whenever you miss me, boss, I'll appear immediately!"

"Really?"

"real!"

"Okay, I'll think of you somewhere else."

Yan Huan immediately opened a portal and headed to the Black Tower Space Station.

……

Standing in the pitch-black darkness, Yan Huan was taken aback at first, then took out her flashlight and illuminated her surroundings.

With its strong sense of technology, it is undoubtedly the Black Tower Space Station.

"What's going on? Is there a power outage? Why aren't the lights on?"

When I stole General Pei's things, I was perfectly fine.

It looks like everyone's off work; there's not a single clerk left.

Yan Huan took out her phone and dialed Hua Huo's number.

"You have superpowers, right? Come on, show me another one!"

Hanabi sounded a little embarrassed on the other end of the phone.

"Um... Boss, just take this with a grain of salt, why are you taking it so seriously?"

"Come back soon! I feel a little bad leaving someone alone in an unfamiliar place."

Yan Huan quickly returned to Cripperburg.

Looking at the fireworks that were indeed there, he asked:

"So, why are you here?"

"Of course, I want to get a close look at the planet our boss is pioneering for the first time!"

Fireworks stood on the desk, hands behind her back, and said playfully to Yan Huan:

"It is said that even the Interstellar Peace Corporation believes that the people on this planet have perished."

"Unexpectedly, the nameless visitors, concerned for people's safety, never gave up hope and ultimately succeeded in digging this icy star out of the snowdrift!"

"Alright, this is none of your business." Yan Huan waved her hand.

"I'm looking for Sambo. If you don't know where he is, don't try to get my attention."

"Oh dear, why are you being so cold?"

Hua Huo stepped forward, smiling as she took Yan Huan's arm, but a faint stench suddenly filled her nostrils.

"?"

Her pupils contracted sharply, and she immediately stepped back, her eyes filled with terror.

"Boss, did you fall into the latrine?!"

"You're only smelling it now?" Pera, who had been watching from a distance, said helplessly.

"Guess why I'm standing so far away."

"Is it that smelly?" Yan Huan looked at the two of them with disdain. "Cocolia has been sitting behind me the whole time, and she's perfectly fine."

"Boss, is this what you mean?" Hanabi raised her hand and tapped Cocolia's gas mask on her head, making a 'Duang~Duang~' sound.

Cocolia's large eyes, peering through the transparent mask, spoke to the three:

"You guys continue, I'm busy now."

She then sat back down and continued writing at her desk.

"Is it really necessary?" Yan Huan glanced at her patched clothes and gave the three of them a disdainful look.

"Why can't I smell it?"

"Besides, my previous clothes smelled much worse than this. You guys have been spoiled by having too many good days."

"Yes, yes, we're nothing compared to you, Boss, who's willing to go down to the grassroots level!"

Hanabi stepped forward with a smile, "So, let's get back to our original topic, shall we?"

"Anything Sambo can do, I, Hanabi, can do too."

"You can do something, right?" Yan Huan said, hands on her hips.

"I don't need him to do anything, I just want to ask him some questions."

"You can ask me too! Can't I ask?" Hanabi said with a smile.

"Boss, Sambo is already a discarded character in this version~ Now the only one who can keep you company is your new friend Fireworks!"

"Come on, you're a discarded character from this version too."

"I'm not."

"Then you go play with Danheng, I'm leaving."

Yan Huan immediately activated the portal, intending to return to that dilapidated junkyard.

Hanabi stared at the scene behind the teleportation portal and couldn't help but sneer:

"It's right here, I know the inside story too~"

"Hmm?" Yan Huan turned around.

Chapter 1153 Your bathtub is really beautiful

at the same time.

In another corner of the Milky Way.

'Gurgle gurgle gurgle gurgle—'

On March 7th, she swam up from the water and gasped for breath, finally able to breathe fresh air.

"Phew~ It's alive!"

"Is anyone there? Is anyone there?!"

"Yes, yes... an anonymous guest."

The beverage robot rowed over, extended its paddle, and poked at March 7th on the water's surface.

"Passengers of March 7th, please try to climb up."

"it is good……"

March 7th nodded, grabbed the oar, and gave it a gentle tug.

‘Plop——’

The small boat immediately capsized, and the beverage robot also fell into the water.

"...I didn't mean to!" March 7th quickly waved his hand and apologized.

"Don't worry about it, March 7th passenger... Your brain cell capacity is obvious to all, I won't blame you."

"Huh? What are you saying?!"

"Cough cough... Someone come and get me." Not far away, Walter was also drifting with the current, somewhat losing control of his direction.

"I'm sorry, my boat has capsized."