Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

It's roughly like this... those drugs are indeed harmful; they can cause discomfort in the short term after taking them, and even lead to death within two years.

However, the downside of this drug is that it becomes ineffective after being consumed with water.

You could say that water is the antidote.

"Good heavens, this is practically the same as not eating at all!"

"Yeah! Didn't expect that, did you?"

"That's good. I knew Dr. Natasha wouldn't actually do that kind of thing."

As the three people walked away, a pair of fierce eyes appeared in the darkness.

"Damn it... those two guys are spies!"

The dark figure gripped the long knife tightly in his hand, his molars grinding together!

It was none other than Brother Dao, who hadn't been caught.

He stared silently at the backs of Yan Huan and the other two, gritting his teeth.

I wish I could tear these people to pieces!

My teammate is a spy, and the medicine the doctor made is fake!

All of this makes all their previous efforts seem so ridiculous and laughable!

Their greatest achievement was actually just burning down a history and culture museum.

But I heard that the museum's collection is... completely undamaged.

That greedy executive officer tampered with everything!

"Damn it, at the very least... I absolutely cannot let the traitor live!"

Dao Ge narrowed his eyes and slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

"Whoosh—!!"

In an instant, the blade was covered in flames.

In the dim atmosphere, the flickering flames were powerful and intense, like a lurking fire serpent.

"If you have someone to blame... blame yourself for working for those high and mighty guys! Don't blame me!"

With a loud "Bang—!!", flames suddenly erupted, and the scorching heat surged like a giant wave, engulfing the three of them.

"Haha... Die, die!"

Seeing the three people completely unprepared and engulfed by his flames, Brother Dao was overjoyed.

At least give the traitor...

"Wait... how could this be?"

Suddenly, the sight before him made Brother Dao rub his eyes.

After engulfing the three people, the towering purplish-red flames suddenly turned crimson, and the fire intensified even further!

Like a subdued rebel army, they suddenly changed direction and surged towards this side!

Dao Ge's pupils dilated as he stared blankly at the scene, at a loss for what to do.

His eyes reflected the blazing firelight.

Chapter 202 You said you'd pick them for me for the rest of your life, but you won't.

a few days later.

Upper Belberg area.

Administrative Square.

"Have you heard? The executives are back, and they're in Cripperburg now!"

"It's such a pity that they only came back now. With such a big thing happening in Belleburg recently, they didn't feel involved at all and couldn't even catch the latest developments."

"What's a pity? That's Belloberg's private matter, an internal affair! The Star Train shouldn't have been involved in the first place. Don't you understand the principle of not airing dirty laundry in public?"

"That's true. After all, the executives' goal is to save the planet, not to interfere with the factional development of a country."

In the square, small groups of people gathered, whispering among themselves as they watched the slowly moving prison van.

Those who were once high and mighty, dressed in glamorous clothes, are now only able to wear simple prison uniforms, their faces full of vicissitudes, and they are desperately bound in that small cage.

Five-star general Sambo Kosky once said:

"I think you're guilty. It's not about what you think, it's about what I think."

As it turns out, the strategy of arresting people first and then finding evidence has proven to be remarkably effective.

More traces of those half-human, half-divine monsters have been found in the secret breeding grounds of other noble families. They have even developed rationality and once attempted to assassinate Sambo while masked!

Can this be tolerated?

Luckily, Sambo was hot-blooded enough to twist his waist into an incredible arc and use his buttocks to block the blade opposite him, thus narrowly escaping danger.

"Wow~ baby, you're so amazing! So manly~~~!!"

As Sambo Koski, dressed in a gleaming military uniform, swaggered along with the motorcade, a muscular man on the roadside caught his attention.

The man had a flushed face, and behind him was a tricycle loaded with blue watermelons imported from another planet.

He looked like a new small-time vendor.

But the strange name made Sangbo frown and quicken his pace.

"Damn it, hurry up!" he impatiently urged the guards traveling with him.

The melon farmer's voice was so distinctive; it was none other than the Iron Guard he had recently fired.

That deadbeat gay!

"Honey, look at me! This is my new watermelon, it's delicious, come and have a taste!"

The muscular man picked up a watermelon, rushed out of the cordon, and sprinted towards Sambo.

"!!!"

……

On the open-air corridor of the upper floors of Fort Cripper, a man with long black hair silently watched the commotion in the square.

He nudged the elbow of the person next to him, who gestured, and quickly grabbed the camera hanging on his body and took a few pictures of the distance.

"Snap—Snap—Snap!!"

Dan Heng: "..."

"Executor, this is fruit my mother asked me to bring. Please have some." Bronya walked slowly towards us from the other end of the corridor, carrying a fruit platter.

Yan Huan took a piece of the stalk, peeled it, and handed it to Dan Heng, sighing with deep emotion:

"I imagine that in the year 25000, you and I wouldn't have to worry about clothes. We'd swing on vines together every day, our hearts soaring higher than the sky. Even Bu Na Na couldn't buy our friendship. You said you'd pick Bu Na Na for me for the rest of your life."

"..." Dan Heng reluctantly accepted it:

"I think I've seen this meme online before."

Yan then took another fruit from Bronya's fruit plate, peeled it, and handed it to March 7th:

"I really miss the days when we used to pick bulana together around 18000 AD. Back then, we ate bulana every day and never had the problem of constipation."

"Yes, I really miss it." March 7th sighed as she took the gift.

"But if you don't take it out, it will still lead to constipation."

Mr. Yan raised an eyebrow and said:

"If you don't take it, is there any cooked food left?"

Pella, who was following Bronya, was speechless.

"Go to the zoo and submit your application form. I'll prepare the tickets to see you."

Then, Yan took an apple from Bronya's plate, picked it up with his thumb, forefinger, and middle finger, and slowly peeled off the skin, saying melancholically:

"Although I used to be homeless and hungry, I still miss the days when I could not pick anything."

March 7th chewed on the food, her eyes reddening, and choked out:

"Unfortunately, I have now evolved into a human, but you are still the same as before."

"..."

"Are you guys crazy? Why are you making such a fuss over eating a banana?" Pera took a banana from the fruit plate Bronya was holding and started peeling it herself.

"Hmm? Are you eating or not?" Yan put the apple, which had many small holes poked out, back onto the fruit plate and asked sharply.

"What, can't we eat intelligent beings?" Pella said disdainfully.

"In 10086 BC, we used bhunana to worship the gods. How can you blaspheme like this now?"

Pera frowned:

"Case solved! So you were playing Ape God!"

"Executive, what are your plans next?" Bronya asked quietly.

The three members of the train crew were indeed loyal; they said they were going to the Black Tower Space Station, but they eventually returned one after another.

"When will our museum's dividends be paid?" Yan asked, raising an eyebrow.

They initially came from the Black Tower space station not because of this good job.

Now that the museum has been burned to ashes, what's the point of them coming here?

At the time, in order to assert his sovereignty over those cultural relics, Yan used many protective measures, which cost a lot of money and can be considered a small investment.

Now the investment has gone down the drain.

Pera interjected:

"Oh, that... Don't worry, when General Mike Sambo Kosky raided the homes of those big families, he seized a lot of their assets."