Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Hey, what's with your attitude?!" March 7th pouted, expressing his dissatisfaction while quickly wiping his butt.

"I pushed you around for so many days, and not only did you not say thank you, you even started cursing at me as soon as you got back. I didn't even involve you..."

After putting on his pants on March 7th, he returned to Yan Huan's side and carefully examined her.

"Speaking of which, what did you see in Onpharos? Didn't you bring a signal tower? Why didn't you even send a message? Did you abandon Pepe after discovering a new species?"

"The signal tower is useless." Yan Huan looked up at the blood-red sky and said helplessly.

"Perhaps not enough were inserted, or perhaps it's a problem with the outer layer of matter in Onpharos, who knows?"

"Putting that aside... what kind of place is this? You guys even choose to be tourists and don't want to get off the bus in Onfaros...?"

"Tourism my foot!" March 7th exclaimed angrily. "Look at this lousy place you picked, does it look like a tourist destination?"

"I picked it?" Yan Huan was stunned.

“Yeah, that’s the idol you picked!” March 7th gestured with his hands.

"Remember you? You, Pinocchio Draft Commissioner!"

"Oh~" Yan Huan slapped her forehead, "The version update is so slow! It's like you taking a dump, little by little."

"Wait... so why are you here? What does this planet's mission have to do with you?" Yan Huan looked at March 7 suspiciously.

From the very beginning, he sensed that something was wrong.

It's not just the extremely eerie climate here, but also the apocalyptic atmosphere...

Most importantly, how could a beautiful girl actually poop?

Simply incredible!

What's going on? Even my own body can be affected by illusions? Has the Memory Envoy, who specializes in illusions, arrived?

"Hey, what's with that smug look on your face?!" March 7th quickly kicked the wheelchair.

Unexpectedly, this kick overturned the wheelchair, causing Yan Huan to fall headfirst into the sand.

"Huh? I didn't use any force!" March 7th's eyes widened slightly.

"Could it be that I'm finally going to become a five-star? Is this a sign of getting stronger?!"

"Hey hey hey..."

Thinking of this, a smile involuntarily appeared on her lips, and she pictured herself turning the tide and preventing the train from capsizing.

I'm actually quite excited about it.

The next moment, the earth began to shake, bringing March 7th back to her senses. "Huh? What's going on?"

Where the wheelchair had been, an antenna the size of a telephone pole burst from the ground, followed by eyes, carapace, and then the entire body...

The enormous body appeared, overturning Yan Huan and March 7 on the sand, rolling them several times on the sloping dunes before finally stopping.

After finally settling down on March 7th, he looked up and, through the dust and smoke, saw a real insect the size of a house staring at the two of them.

"Ah, it's a swarm of insects! Yan, hurry up and kill them!"

"Uh……"

Beside her, Yan Huan lay on the ground, weak and listless. "Let me catch my breath... Damn... This body hasn't moved in so long... My limbs are all stiff..."

"Why did you have to be so hard now of all times!" March 7th stood up anxiously, took out his longbow, and looked warily at the real stinging insect.

"I can't say for sure if we can beat it. If we get eaten, don't blame me."

Yan Huan struggled to lift her head, quickly glanced at the real stinging insect, then lay back down, burying her face in the sand. "It's just an ordinary insect. You can't even beat this..."

"I'm scared too! Look how big it is, how disgusting!" March 7th showed a look of disgust, but the arrow was already nocked on the bow and raised to aim at the eyes of the true stinging insect.

Just as she was about to attack, a human voice suddenly came from the True Stinging Insect, "Hmm? How come there's someone here?"

On March 7th, he squinted and looked closely, discovering a figure in a long robe standing with his hands behind his back on the head of the true cricket.

"Fine, I'm short-handed right now, so you two are out of luck today!"

Judging from the voice, it seems to be an old man.

The old man in the long robe leaped down and landed steadily under March 7's astonished gaze, his feet firmly stepping on a puddle of something indescribable.

"Hmm? Why is it all wet and sticky?"

The old man looked down and saw the brownish-yellow substance. He was stunned for a moment, and after a few seconds, his face gradually turned red.

"This is... Ah—!! Which bastard did this! How dare he do this in the middle of nowhere! I'll tear him apart and skin him alive!!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan, who was lying face down on the ground, twitched her finger slightly and pointed shakily at March 7th.

"Bad luck!" The old man suddenly swung his leg, and part of the brownish-yellow substance was flung to Yan Huan's side.

Startled, Yan Huan immediately used both her toes and hands to move her body backward.

"..."

Chapter 1285 You two are really sick

after a while.

"You're lucky."

The old man waved his robe and looked down at March 7th and Yan Huan, who had returned to her wheelchair.

"This is a job that others would rack their brains to do but never get, and you just happened to run into me today."

"Tell me first, why you're here."

He examined the two people on the train.

"So why am I here?" Yan Huan also cast a questioning look at March 7.

In my memory, my body was supposed to be on standby on the Star Train, which would not only ensure my safety but also serve as a protective barrier for the train.

But now... how did we end up in this godforsaken place again?

Faced with their questions, March 7th put his hands behind his back and laughed awkwardly:

"This matter... is a bit complicated, so let's not talk about it for now."

"Well, Peipei has probably been waiting for a while, so I'll bring her over first."

After saying that, March 7th ran towards the withered yellow grass in the distance.

Then, the old man and Yan Huan watched as she ran back empty-handed.

"No, no, Peipei is missing!"

March 7th seemed to fall into a panic.

"I had it waiting for me there, how could it be gone?"

"If you can put me aside even if you're crazy, why can't you let General Pei stay on the side?" Yan Huan questioned.

"I already told you I'm afraid of awakening its biological instincts!" March 7th cried out hoarsely, hands on her head.

"Just imagine, she ate that stuff, and then licked it while laughing..."

“I think we should go find Peipei first. Here’s the plan: I’ll look in the east, you look in…”

Before she could finish speaking, the old man rudely interrupted her.

"Am I just too insignificant, or have I given you too much face?"

He lowered his voice, "Now, you all have to come with me!"

“But I admire it…” March 7th was even more flustered and helpless.

"Never mind, General Pei is too arrogant." Yan Huan was somewhat speechless.

"So, why was I brought here? Comrade March 7th, I need an explanation."

"Oh dear, this is easy!" March 7 said, sounding slightly annoyed. "Pepe, take us away from Onphalus and see if we'll still be affected."

"It randomly opened a teleportation point that you marked, so we ended up here."

"I see." Yan Huan nodded.

"Will it still be affected?"

"Isn't that for sure?!" March 7th's eyes widened.

"Do you think I'd leave you next to me when I go to the bathroom? It's just that I'm afraid I won't be able to get up if I kneel down."

"Don't you feel anything at all? If you were away from Onpharos, you would have been fine by now and would have stood up and jumped around by now."

"Okay." Yan Huan tilted her head back and slumped back into the wheelchair.

"Old man, did you hear that? We're both sick, we can't do anything..."

"Heh, I've seen plenty of people faking illness, you can't fool me."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled confidently.

"You were moving around quite quickly just now, so why are you in a wheelchair now?"

"I have a problem with my spine, I can't do this," Yan Huan said logically.

"Really? Let me see!" The old man's shoes crunched through the gravel as he walked straight up to Yan Huan and stopped, scrutinizing her seriously.

That gaze was as wise as ice and snow, as sharp as a hawk, and as tender as a young girl.

"..."

After observing for a long time, he couldn't help but speak:

"Kid, stand up! How am I supposed to see you sitting here? You're not cooperating, are you? Believe me or not, I'll have the sacred beast eat you!"

"..." Yan Huan slowly raised her head and looked at him with an incredulous expression.

How should I stand?

"And can't you put yourself in her shoes? If I weren't paralyzed, why would she push me in a wheelchair? Right?"

"Hmm?" The old man was stumped by Yan Huan's question, which seemed to make perfect sense.