Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

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Beloberg.

After passing through the administrative district square, Yan entered the museum.

After Otto handed the scroll to Uldan, he turned into specks of light and disappeared.

Ask why.

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"Fine, all three of you have disappeared, and I've been looking for you everywhere!" Pera stood to the side, glaring angrily at Yan.

With Yan Huan and the other two all leaving, the museum descended into chaos.

Upon learning this, Pera immediately dispatched a group of Iron Guards to temporarily fill in.

For the time being, Your Excellency is not needed.

"Hey, since the Iron Guards can come and help, why do we need to hire anyone else!" Yan seemed to have discovered a new continent.

"Pah! Is this how you use the Iron Guards? Don't they have to worry about their own missions at all? Just spend all their time hanging out with you in the museum?"

Jourdan, holding a scroll, looked at it for a while and then nodded in satisfaction.

"Yes, Your Excellency, this painting is excellent! Placing it in the exhibition area will surely garner rave reviews."

"Forget it." Pera's eyes narrowed to slits.

"If they keep playing like this, I think the museum will have to close down!"

Yan Huan is a lunatic, and March 7th is unreliable. Now only Dan Heng hasn't come.

Pera felt that Danheng seemed more reliable than the other two.

To be honest, this museum was just a job for the two guardians to deliver money to the train crew, but they managed to turn even this money-delivering project into such a mess.

Is it okay?

"Miss Pera, there's no need for you to be so agitated!" Yan said, spreading his hands.

"This is just a minor accident. Believe me, we will definitely grow bigger and stronger and create new glories!"

"Damn, where do you get your confidence from?"

"If all else fails, I'll just send the Void Sword God, Kai Beloberg, to take their place! If they don't come to visit, I'll let the sword fall down, and we'll all die together!"

"..."

Pera silently walked to Yan Huan's side, took his hand, and said gently:

"Baby, it's just a management game, there's really no need to do this."

"But you said our museum is going to close down, and I'm very worried."

"No way. Look, aren't we thriving now?"

Pera pointed to the tourists passing by and smiled:

"Look, there are so many customers! Relax... Believe in yourself, you can do it."

Suddenly, a child nearby tripped over a hole in the ground.

"Ouch, that hurts..."

The child fell to the ground, slowly got up, and patted his clothes with his little hands.

The mother rushed over and knelt down to check on the child's body.

"Oh dear, are you alright? I knew you'd ruined your eyesight playing games; you can even slip and fall on flat ground!"

"Mommy... I'm not blind, you're the one who's blind," the little boy said weakly.

*Splat!*

Under the watchful eyes of Yan Huan and Pera, the mother slapped the little boy hard on the head and scolded:

"How can you talk like that? Is this how your teachers teach you, kid? Oh, I see, you must have been playing too many games. That stuff is really harmful!"

"Where... Mommy, didn't you see there are two holes in the ground?"

"?"

The mother looked down at the little boy's feet.

There are indeed two small black bullet holes.

"Could such a small hole have tripped you up?"

"It...it was interfering with my studies because my brain was constantly thinking. When my toes touched this little hole, it stopped my thinking, and then I started thinking about 'why does it feel different under my feet?' So, I froze for a moment, lost my balance, and fell down."

The old mother nodded, then said in realization:

"So that's how it is. My son is really something else; his mother can't understand anything he's saying!"

"..." The little boy pouted.

"So you're saying you fell because of those two holes, right?"

"Yes."

Upon hearing the definite answer, the elderly mother slowly stood up.

She looked around and shouted:

"What kind of museum is this! It's really causing trouble! My son fell down because of it. He's going to get into a prestigious university. Can you afford to pay for the damage if he gets hurt?!"

Immediately, all the eyes of the surrounding tourists were focused on her.

Yan couldn't help but sigh:

"Oh dear, Miss Pera, look, our museum is doomed. It seems we have no choice but to close down."

“No—it’s not that bad yet!” Pera pulled out his pistol, cocked it, and quickly went to the old woman’s side, saying in a deep voice:

"What's wrong with you? Why are you yelling like that! If you have something to say, talk to the guards. Shouting like that makes people think a thief has broken in!"

"It's a thief—!! How can it not be a thief?" The old mother turned around and wailed at Pella:

“These two little holes are affecting my child’s thinking. Do you know about the butterfly effect? ​​It might even deprive my son of the opportunity to get into a prestigious university! It’s stolen my son’s future! Isn’t that theft?”

"..." Upon hearing this, Pera's gaze slowly shifted downwards.

Those were two small black holes, which looked like some kind of bullet holes.

She then silently looked at her pistol.

"..."

The elderly mother persisted:

"Hmph! If you don't provide sufficient compensation, we'll never come to this museum again!"

"Oh." As the old mother finished speaking, she also raised her pistol and pointed it at the ground.

“Bang bang——!!”

Two new bullet holes suddenly appeared on the floor, making it four bullet holes now.

Pera blew on the muzzle of his gun and said nonchalantly:

"Alright, I've avenged you. Execute them both."

"This...this wasn't an execution by firing squad? You didn't even aim properly!"

The old mother looked at the ground and squinted her eyes:

"You've added accomplices from these two holes, making it four now. What kind of revenge is this? Is this the proper attitude for handling matters?!"

"..."

Pera was silent for a moment, then beckoned to the side.

Soon, several guards arrived with tools, lifted up the floorboards, and handed them to the elderly mother.

The elderly mother hugged the floorboard with four holes, looking completely bewildered: "What, what's this for?"

"I'm handing the prisoner over to you. Do with him as you please."

"..."

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Chapter 155 No, I have to go back and report!

After the guards pushed the elderly mother and the little boy away, Pera smiled at Yan and said:

"Look, it's just a minor accident. Our museum is actually quite resilient."

"really?"

Yan looked at the door with concern:

"But relying on you all the time is not a long-term solution. You're right, I'm too incompetent and not suited for running a business at all."

"No--!!"

"You're perfect for this!!"

Pera quickly pressed down Yan's raised hand. The clouds above Belleburg had just begun to churn, but only lasted for a moment before returning to normal.

In the museum lobby, Pera comforted her:

"Friend! Nothing happens overnight, let's take it slow! Things will definitely get better, don't be so pessimistic!"

"really?"

"real!"

"Alright, then I'll reluctantly struggle a little longer."

"call……"

"what happened to you?"