Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Fu Xuan looked at Yan Huan at the center of the formation and said in a deep voice:

"Not all memories are meant to be recalled. Along the way, people have endured a lot of pain and burdens."

“The Star Core Hunters would never erase your memories without a reason. Since you believe they will protect you in the universe, you must understand that their erasing of your memories is likely for your benefit.”

"Since we're already here," Yan Huan said frankly.

"Anyway, Eriol is so good at calculating. If I do something wrong now, they will definitely come here to stop me. I can just stop then."

"...It seems you've already made up your mind." Fu Xuan said solemnly.

"Next, I will link you to the Great Evolution Qiong Guan Formation, which will read your memories and deduce them, guiding you to recall your past."

"If you go back to the point that blocks your memories, the Qiong Guan Zhen will use the information you have obtained to deduce and construct your possible past."

"In the memory palace constructed by the Qiong Guan Zhen deduction, you can only rely on yourself."

"However, I am able to communicate with you at any time outside the Qiong Guan Formation and can interfere with the backtracking process to a limited extent."

"Now... let's begin."

In an instant, the Qiong Guan Formation lit up with an astonishing light, enveloping Yan Huan entirely.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze at the same time, and a mysterious yet powerful force quietly spread out.

The once peaceful ground of Tabusi began to tremble slightly, as if a sleeping dragon was awakening.

On March 7th, along with the other diviners, they quickly covered their eyes, not daring to look directly at the blinding light emanating from the Qiong Guan Formation.

White light flashed.

When Yan Huan opened her eyes again, she was already in the Black Tower Space Station.

"...?"

Chapter 549 I'll eat your egg!

The scenery here is still under construction, like a data model.

As Yan Huan's gaze swept over it, the complete model was gradually built up layer by layer.

First, there's the space station grounds—mechanical-style benches and space plants.

Next... was the Fairy Boat Maple Tree.

"……?maple?"

Yan Huan raised an eyebrow slightly, staring at the few maple trees that had grown in the distance, and asked in confusion:

"When has a space station ever had something like this?"

"This is not the Black Tower Space Station." Fu Xuan appeared beside him, gazing at the scenery before him, and explained:

"Qiong Guan Zhen has reconstructed your past. The space in front of you is a scenario constructed using the memories and items you provided as materials."

"Are you alright, Yan Huan?"

"good."

Yan Huan gazed at the figures walking ahead, feeling both unfamiliar and familiar.

"I'm not very familiar with this place," Fu Xuan said, looking at the figures in front of him with a puzzled expression.

"But...where are these people from? I don't recognize any of them."

"Uh, I vaguely remember that blond guy over there, his name is Rakshasa, right?"

"that……"

Yan Huan looked ahead and saw a long-haired man with golden hair standing next to a space plant, lost in thought.

"That should be called Otto Apocalypse."

"..."

"I don't know him."

Fu Xuan muttered:

"However, his temperament is very similar to that merchant named Rakshasa; they are practically cut from the same mold."

"Is there really such a person in the Black Tower Space Station?"

"No," Yan Huan replied affirmatively.

"That's it..."

Fu Xuan pondered:

"If I'm not mistaken, the Qiong Guan Formation is still distorted, and the disturbance is quite significant."

"Just like those maple trees that should have been in Luofu, but were suddenly planted on the space station."

"Try talking to the people in front of you and see what they have to say."

"Row."

Following Fu Xuan's guidance, Yan Huan stepped forward and came to a white-haired girl.

This is a white-haired girl with two braids. At this moment, she is wearing a white combat uniform and sitting on a mechanical-style bench playing video games.

Noticing Yan Huan's arrival, she looked up and muttered:

"Captain, you're here! Could you sign my report card for me?"

"?" Yan Huan narrowed her eyes:

"Signature? You actually took the exam? Let me see the paper."

The white-haired girl obediently picked up the test paper from the bench and handed it to Yan Huan.

Yan Huan took it, and what came into view was the number 16 in large red letters.

"I suppose the maximum score for your exam is 20 points?" Yan Huan said with a smile.

"Haha, Captain, you must be joking. We've always used a 100-point system!" the white-haired girl replied.

"Brother, you're joking with me."

Yan Huan casually signed the report card and then asked:

"So, do you know where you are, and what are you planning to do next?"

"Hmm?" The white-haired girl looked at Yan Huan strangely.

"Captain, are you still half asleep?"

"This is our temporary base. I'll be heading to the battlefield later, hehe..."

The white-haired girl laughed:

"However, Captain, you don't need to worry too much about me. I'm still pretty good at fighting."

"Captain, just prepare some snacks and cola for me when I return. If you can't fight, I'll fight in your place. Isn't that the Valkyrie's mission?"

"..."

"Everything's fine now, so you can rest for a bit."

"OK."

After saying goodbye to the white-haired girl, Yan Huan continued walking forward.

Noticing Yan Huan's arrival, the blond man turned around and smiled slightly:

"Oh? It's you. Are you asking me again if I can fuse your genes with those of a Honkai Beast? Heh, I've already refused you many times..."

"Your mission isn't to fight, so why do you always want to do such dangerous things?"

The blond man opened his arms, as if to give Yan Huan a hug:

"Men can't have artificial stigmata implanted. Actually, if you think about it carefully, we don't need another combatant like you, do we?"

"Of course, I understand your thoughts. You don't like watching the Valkyries fight monsters while you can only sit in the cockpit and watch, right?"

"But there's nothing we can do about it. How about this... when I'm able to do what I want to do, I can consider it..."

"Wait!" Yan Huan interrupted.

"Dude, I haven't said what I'm here for yet."

"Hmm?" The blond man seemed somewhat surprised, but still said calmly:

"So, you have another purpose this time?"

"Then tell me, it's perfect... I also want to know what it is that has brought you back to me, hehe."

Yan Huan stared at the blond man in front of her and asked, "Do you know where the toilet is? I can't find my spawn point."

"..."

……

As Fu Xuan watched Yan Huan talk to each of these people, his expression grew increasingly solemn.

"Why do I feel like... these people have nothing to do with the Black Tower Space Station?"

"Yes."

Yan Huan, hands in her pockets, looked at the large group of people standing before her and exclaimed:

"It's true that a hero doesn't dwell on past glories. But, do you have any clues about the changes here?"

"Um……"

Fu Xuan pondered:

"Everything here is obviously distorted, but the material that makes it up is taken from your memory, and it doesn't lie."

“If the experience you’ve been reconstructed is distorted, we should focus on picking out the distorted factors one by one and eliminating and correcting them. Otherwise, we won’t be able to trace back to your past.”

"How do we remove it?" Yan Huan asked.

"The simplest way... is to use your power to drive them away here."