Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

“Even though Onpharos is difficult to observe from the outside world, Yiting still managed to glimpse it.”

"Also discovered were the unpredictable twists and turns of their destinies."

"In this isolated galaxy, at least three beings comparable to the Commander should have been born."

"It could even be the Star God himself."

Walter frowned in thought:

"It is indeed strange that such a world, with its outstanding people and beautiful scenery, is so unknown in the world."

At least three envoys... such a world should normally be quite famous.

Himeko spoke:

“Previously, we were fortunate enough to learn that one of Onphalus’s three destinies is [knowledge].

The black swan nodded slightly and continued:

"And the second layer, which you have already witnessed, is [memory]."

"The third level, I don't know either..."

The black swan smiled gently.

"It lies hidden beneath the light of [knowledge] and [memory], yet rivals both."

"It could be [balance], it could be [mystery], it could be [immortality]. I have no clue..."

She looked out the window at the horizontal band of light shaped like the number '8' and analyzed:

"This band of light that wraps around Onphalus may be the result of the three destinies intertwining."

"Only you pioneers can delve into the heart of the vortex and see its true face."

"That being said, there's still too little information." Dan Heng couldn't help but shake his head.

"The more practical problem is that we can't select a landing site right now."

"What awaits us may be the ocean, a vacuum zone devoid of oxygen, or even volcanic lava..."

Seeing that everyone else was listening quietly, Dan Heng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

At this point, Yan Huan or March 7 would probably interrupt themselves and say something like, "Do we need oxygen to breathe?"

"Yan Huan and San Yue haven't arrived yet, let's go check on them."

So, the group first arrived at the door of the house on March 7th.

Himeko stepped forward and gently knocked on the door.

"Little March, are you in your room?"

"Hahahaha... I'm here! I'm here!" March 7th's laughter echoed from the room.

Is Yan Huan in your room?

"Yes, hahaha, come in and see him! He's killing me, hahaha!"

Upon hearing this, Himeko opened the door.

"Then we're coming in."

As the door opened, March 7th was seen sitting on the edge of the bed, her face flushed with laughter.

Yan Huan lay on the floor, her eyes glazed over, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Look at him!" March 7th said with a grin.

"I don't know what happened, but after the leap ended, he seemed to have some problems."

Himeko looked to the side, where a white lance was stuck in the floor, providing a continuous source of life energy to the room.

The pink and white lotus flowers were also placed on the table, emitting a faint halo.

Despite this dual physical and mental healing, Yan Huan's condition still seemed somewhat off.

Dan Heng stepped forward and looked at the human-like figure lying on the floor: "What happened to Yan Huan?"

“You’ll know once you make him stand there for a moment,” said March 7.

Seeing this, Walter spoke up:

"Yan Huan? Can you hear me? Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Can you stand up?"

"Ok?"

Hearing their voices, Yan Huan finally came to her senses and looked at them.

"You've arrived..."

He struggled to prop himself up with his hands, then raised his legs, looking at the crowd in an upside-down position.

"Why are you standing on the ceiling?"

"?" Upon hearing this, Himeko's eyes widened in surprise: "This..."

"Wait a minute," Walter said thoughtfully to Yan Huan.

"Yan Huan, could you get me a tissue? I want to wipe my glasses."

"Oh."

Yan Huan supported herself with her hands, walked upside down to the table, kicked off her shoes, wiped off her socks, and picked up a tissue with her toes.

Then, with a forceful pull of both hands, he turned the object around, held the tissue between his toes, and handed it to Walter, saying, "Here you go."

"..."

This scene left Walter somewhat bewildered, while Danheng and Himeko remained silent.

"...He ended up like this after his jump, isn't that quite interesting?" March 7th looked at Yan Huan, who was upside down, and laughed:

"It's like his brain and body are working independently. Try asking him to cook a meal on the spot!"

Walter nodded slightly, then said to Yan Huan:

"Could you demonstrate your cooking skills?"

"What do you mean? Why are you looking at me like I'm a monkey?" Yan Huan frowned, but still did as she was told.

He flipped over and landed on his feet.

Seeing this, Walter was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but his expression froze again.

All the others saw was Yan Huan suddenly spread her legs, squat down abruptly, and make the motion of going to the toilet.

"?" Walter, Himeko, and Danheng were immediately filled with question marks.

"Let me take a look."

Behind the group, the black swan slowly walked in.

"Thank you for your help, Miss Black Swan." Himeko stepped aside to make way for Black Swan.

The black swan nodded slightly, came to Yan Huan, and gently touched Yan Huan's forehead with a halo of light in its hand.

She closed her eyes, and after a long while, she opened them, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"Mr. Yan Huan's symptoms seem to indicate a problem at the level of his soul."

"...Simply put, the connection between the soul and this body has been disrupted for some unknown reason."

Then, the black swan came to March 7 and touched its forehead with its hand.

"And you were affected too."

"Huh? Me?" March 7th was taken aback, then said in surprise, "I feel fine."

“That’s because they’re here.” Black Swan looked at Black Abyss White Flower and Feather Dust, who were releasing their power inside the room.

"Perhaps it's due to external factors?" Sunday also walked in, looking at Yan Huan who was in a state of confusion.

Seeing this, Walter spoke up:

“Having grown up in a galaxy rich in memory, Sunday is skilled in mental healing. Why not do some diagnosis for Yan Huan?”

“It’s no use.” Sunday shook his head slightly, looking at the pink and white lotus flowers blooming on the cabinet next to him.

“This is not simply a matter of mental trauma, otherwise Lotus would have already healed him.”

"However, I seem to have a clue."

Seeing Yan Huan's gaze fall into a daze again, Sunday asked:

“Mr. Walter…please answer my questions truthfully.”

"Hmm." Walter nodded.

Sunday opened his mouth:

"Mr. Yan Huan... is it really true that you come from the same hometown?"

“That should be it,” Walter recalled.

"In my hometown, everyone calls him Captain..."

“But,” Sunday interrupted.

"According to rumors, Mr. Yan Huan actually comes from the Star Core Hunters."

"And this body that can seal the star core was constructed by the Star Core Hunter."

"Normally, the soul and the body are inseparable."

"And Mr. Yan Huan's symptoms... remind me of Mr. Gopher's teachings."

Sunday slowly looked at Yan Huan.

"If the body comes from this universe, then what about the soul...?"

"You mean, he's like a broken internet connection, he's lost control of his body?" March 7th pondered.

Sunday nodded slightly:

"That's one way to put it. There were variables nearby that influenced him, most likely from Onfaros."