Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Gallagher then looked at Yan Huan and March 7.

"And these two young, nameless guests... have mysterious backgrounds and possess extraordinary skills."

"Hehe, you're really energetic."

"As for the train conductor named Pam, please give him my regards."

"...its friends always reminisce about their time on the train after they get drunk."

Chapter 722 I understand

Gallagher looked up at the night sky.

"The last nameless traveler set off, stopped, and set off again... going around in circles, but in the end he returned to the starting point."

"On his deathbed, he instructed me to find the Star Train and send the invitation to the nameless passenger in the future."

"For this... he prepared a gift, a true [legacy]... belonging only to the descendants of the [pioneers]."

Looking at Gallagher's expression, Yan Huan couldn't help but wonder:

"The [Ragwalker] you mentioned, could he be the watchmaker [Mikhail]?"

Gallagher looked at Yan Huan and said wistfully:

"Come with me."

"The answer should be seen with one's own eyes."

Led by Gallagher, the group returned to the three stone tablets once again.

Gallagher stood at the very front, and the wordless tombstone in the center seemed to sigh:

“Old friend, sometimes I forget that you are dead. It’s as if you still have so much to say and so much to walk.”

"Now, I keep my promise and have brought the descendants you've been longing for your whole life."

"I don't know why you can never forget that train, but I still remember the last words you said before you left this world..."

Gallagher slowly stepped forward, staring at the stone tablet at his feet, and smiled faintly:

"Don't let us down, old man."

The next moment, the entire Liumeng Reef experienced a violent tremor.

Looking at the shaking world, March 7th panicked:

"What's going on...?!"

Something is about to come out.

Suddenly, a huge building appeared in front of them, and the tremors of Liumeng Reef only stopped after it had completely stabilized.

"Let's go up," Gallagher said in a deep voice, looking ahead.

"His destination...is in the garden ahead."

"Pinocone's first and last anonymous customer—"

"The watchmaker, [Ragvolk Charles Mikhail]."

March 7th, eyes wide open:

"It really is the same person."

The group followed Gallagher forward, up a long flight of stairs, to the top of the towering building, beneath the surface of the sea in the Memory Realm, in the garden closest to the full moon reflected in the water…

An elderly man leaned back in his armchair, silent.

[The Watchmaker] - Ragvok Charles Mikhail.

He had already embarked on that endless dream, and no sound could awaken him anymore.

On March 7th, I stood before the armchair and remarked:

"Sure enough, [the watchmaker] was the third nameless visitor; even I guessed it."

Gallagher said in a deep voice:

"His legacy is a dream bubble, and I guess it contains something that is only meaningful to the nameless guest."

"After all, when I checked the contents, I found there was nothing inside..."

"It's probably some kind of [pioneer] cipher, even more mysterious than me."

Himeko looked at Gallagher and smiled:

"Then, let me take a look."

As the navigator of the Star Train, and the key to its restart, no nameless guest is more suitable than Himeko.

Everyone saw Himeko step forward and touch the dream bubble that Mikhail was protecting.

The thick, concentrated memory energy gathered and stretched outwards from Himeko's fingertips, as if weaving a fine net that gently supported her palm.

A cool sensation came from my fingertips.

Based on Himeko's past experience, along with this sensation, there should also be a variety of colorful and intertwined phantom memories...

But this time, she saw nothing...

"..."

Himeko took a deep breath and reloaded the dream bubble.

Perhaps this dream bubble is unusual, or perhaps the method is wrong.

With that thought in mind, Himeko continued her experiments.

She held her breath, closed her eyes, knelt on one knee, and pressed her forehead against the thin membrane covering the memory.

However, everything in front of her remained pitch black.

There was no sunset setting over the snow-capped mountains, no laughter, no stars, no gunfire or swordplay, and certainly no pioneering spirit...

Nothing at all.

Without a doubt, this is an empty dream bubble.

Seeing Himeko open her eyes in confusion, March Seven quickly asked:

"Is there something in there?"

Himeko slowly stepped back, giving her place to March 7.

March 7th also stepped forward and placed his fingertips on the dream bubble.

"..."

"...?"

Soon, March 7th also retreated, looking completely bewildered.

"There's really nothing in this dream bubble..."

"How could this be?"

"Tch, let me do it!" Yan Huan stepped forward, grabbed Mengpao, and read it instantly.

In just a few seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"……I see."

"How was it?" March 7th asked curiously. "What did you see?"

Seeing Yan Huan's unusual reaction, the others also craned their necks, waiting for what would happen next.

Yan Huan stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly lost in thought, and said:

"I understand completely now."

"What watchmakers want to convey is the concept of creating something from nothing!"

Amidst the crowd's questions, Yan Huan spoke again:

"Just like this Pinocchio. From nothing, it was built from a remote prison into the dreamland it is today."

"And this dream bubble is also empty inside."

"What we need to do is start from here, bring the results back, and fill them in!"

Yan Huan turned around and looked at everyone:

"Now that our beautiful dream is on the verge of collapse and people are threatened with spiritual death, we, the nameless ones, have an inescapable duty to help!"

These words immediately made March 7th clench his fists:

"I see... So that's what the watchmaker meant?!"

Gallagher's eyes widened:

"Hiss... I didn't expect that the old man would actually leave a message before he died."

Even the firefly, who had always been largely ignored and almost forgotten by everyone, sighed:

"He was truly a great anonymous predecessor."

Only Himeko was lost in thought.

"..."

She slowly looked at the empty dream bubble and pondered:

"Is it really?"

“If there is no better answer, perhaps this is the truth.” Gallagher stepped forward and looked at the watchmaker’s body:

"He always had an inexplicable confidence in the nameless guest."

"In his plans, [pioneering] always had a place."

“I don’t know where this confidence comes from… He never managed to make contact with a train while he was alive.”

"I've never understood what this old man is thinking, but this empty dream bubble really has his style."