Collapse Iron: My Past Life Revealed, I Was Everyone's White Moonlight

Silver Wolf exclaimed in shock.

On the sofa not far away.

Kafka, who was slowly wiping her submachine gun and hadn't been particularly interested, casually raised her head upon hearing this.

She has never been interested in such pretentious and attention-grabbing things.

Neither the Star God nor any other review could shake her resolve.

After all, all the variables had already been written in Elio's script.

However, when her gaze fell upon the man on the sky who was slowly turning his head.

Her usual composure vanished in an instant.

next second.

Those wine-red eyes, which could remain calm even if the entire planet were to explode, suddenly narrowed.

"Clang!"

Kafka's hand unconsciously loosened, and the submachine gun in her hand crashed to the clean floor.

The gun misfired due to the impact, and a beam of energy shot out instantly, shattering the coffee table next to it into pieces.

"What the hell are you doing, Kafka?"

"That's dangerous!"

Silver Wolf, who was almost caught in the crossfire, was startled and started complaining, but Kafka was completely oblivious.

Looking at the man in the sky, Kafka's body stiffened like a stone statue.

All senses, all the mind, were fixed on that face in the sky.

he is……

How could it be...him?

That was someone she should have completely forgotten, buried deep in her memory.

Even Elio's script has not featured him again.

Because Eriol said that back then.

That person is already...

"Hey, Kaffa? Are you alright?"

Silver Wolf, who was still complaining, was startled by Kafka's overreaction. He floated down from mid-air, picked up the gun, and looked at her with concern.

"Your gun... Wow, your hand is shaking?"

Kafka did not answer.

She just stared blankly at the figure on the screen, murmuring to herself.

"Ah... Li..."

……

at the same time.

Upon seeing the scene appear in the sky, the entire universe of onlookers went wild.

As the live chat feature was activated, countless words scrolled across the edge of the viewer's field of vision, summoned by the collective will of the users:

[Space station operations specialist: Holy crap, who is that man? He looks exactly like that logistics guy named Lu Li from the Star Train!]

[Interstellar Bystander: The Star Train? That's the pioneering organization that's always on the move? They actually have such a powerful figure hidden on their ship?]

[Luo Fu Cloud Rider: That's the Demonic Yin Body Poison Mist, isn't it? How can this man still stand in that environment without wearing protective clothing?]

[Black Tower Solo Pusher: It's not just the Demonic Yin Body Poison Mist, those things beneath his feet are... an antimatter army?]

[Junior Sister of Taixu Sword Sect: Holy crap, it seems it really is true, he killed all of them by himself?!]

[Want to slack off and play cards: Seriously? Alone, and under the influence of the Demonic Spirit Poison Mist... Even the Grand Diviner couldn't do something like this, right?]

[Company henchman: Impossible, absolutely impossible!]

I saw Lu Li at the Black Tower Space Station before. He was just an ordinary errand boy with a pitifully low combat strength. I even laughed at him...

[Luofu Cloud Rider: No, bro upstairs, how are you doing? Do you feel a chill down your neck?]

[A helpful netizen: Brother, may you rest in peace. Do you need help contacting Star Funeral Services? They offer a 10% discount.]

[Company lackey: Stop talking, I've already booked tickets to another star system. I'm afraid he'll come through the internet and chop me up (swallowing saliva jpg)]

【…】

online.

Countless passersby who had seen or heard of Lu Li were now in a state of shock and self-doubt.

A universally acknowledged weakling, a salted fish who only knows how to make coffee and wipe tables on trains.

How could it be that killing god in the sky?

The contrast is too great!

On the Star Train, the atmosphere was terrifyingly oppressive.

March 7th has completely lost his mind.

She glanced at Lu Li on the screen, whose gaze could kill, and then at the Lu Li in front of her, who looked utterly hopeless (due to being muted by the system).

I feel like my worldview has shattered into pieces and I can't put it back together.

"So... all that talk about being afraid of pain and fatigue was just an act?" March 7th muttered to himself.

"You said the gun barrel was too cold, were you actually afraid you'd accidentally crush it?"

Lu Li shook her head frantically: "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" (No, I'm really afraid of getting cold!)

"You said repairing drones is mentally taxing and causes hair loss, but actually you think Himeko's skills are too simplistic?"

Lu Li tried to struggle: "Ugh ugh ugh ugh!" (I'm really afraid of going bald, sis!)

March 7th swallowed hard: "You're not saying anything... so you're agreeing?"

Lu Li: "..."

Oh, and there's that one more trick!

Recalling what had just happened, Lu Li's eyes suddenly lit up.

just now.

All I can do is trust the bond between myself and March 7th, and March 7th's "intuition" that always leads to the right answer, no matter what.

Lu Li looked at March 7 with a serious expression.

Then... he blinked frantically.

Lu Li's eyes began to twitch wildly.

March 7th was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "I see, I understand now."

Then, on March 7th, he placed his hand on Lu Li's shoulder with a serious expression. "I know you must have your reasons."

"Don't worry, Lu Li, I'll explain everything to Sister Ji and the others."

Upon hearing this, Lu Li was stunned for a moment, then an expression of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

The brainwaves actually... are connected to March 7th?

Indeed, this is the bond that binds their friendship!

I'm sorry, March 7th.

I will never say again that the camera is your true form...

Looking at March 7th, who was walking towards Himeko and Welt with a serious expression, Lu Li's eyes revealed anticipation.

"Sister Ji Zi, Uncle Yang, Lu Li told me everything."

Lu Li breathed a sigh of relief.

With the explanation regarding March 7th, this misunderstanding will surely be cleared up...

"Lu Li said that the person in the sky was him."

"But he had his reasons, which is why he kept it from us!"

Lu Li nodded in satisfaction.

Yes, that man in the sky is him.

And he had his reasons, so... um?

Lu Li tilted his head.

Hmm... something seems off?

and many more.

Lu Li's smile froze on his face, turning into one of terror.

It wasn't March. What did you just say?

What about the bond between us?!

Seeing Himeko and Walter looking at him, Lu Li quickly waved his hand.

"I...no...uhhhh..."

His desperate explanations were seen by the three as "acquiescence" and "what can you do about it?"—a sign of giving up.

Himeko and Welt's expressions also became very complicated.

They exchanged a glance, both seeing shock and a hint of... relief in each other's eyes.

No wonder.

No wonder they invited Lu Li to get in the car back then.

This young man of unknown origin showed no signs of destiny, yet he gave both of them a strange and unfathomable feeling.

They initially thought it was their imagination.

Now it seems...

This "logistics specialist" is probably the most important person hidden on this train.

But why was he disguised as an ordinary person and staying on the train?

Just as everyone was having different thoughts, the scene on the sky changed again.

[Act One: Silent Protection]

As a new title appeared, the image of mountains of corpses and seas of blood slowly faded away.

Instead, there was a dark alleyway where it was constantly drizzling.

Lu Li in the picture looks much younger.

Although his face remained expressionless.

But the madness that burned everything was gone from his eyes; only a cold indifference remained, a sense of "keep away."

In the scene, Lu Li is wearing a black trench coat and holding a black umbrella as he walks on a flooded street.

Raindrops pattered on the umbrella and splashed into the puddles at his feet, creating ripples.

However, as he passed an alleyway filled with garbage cans, a faint, kitten-like whimper caught his attention.

Lu Li stopped and turned his head slightly.

The camera followed his gaze.

It was in the corner of the trash can.

A purple-haired girl wearing a tattered dress and soaking wet was huddled there.

Although the girl was covered in wounds and mud, and looked like she was on the verge of death.

But the girl's gaze toward Lu Li remained wary and fierce.

Like a wildcat cornered, baring its teeth at any creature that approaches.

And this girl...

"It's Kafka!" March 7th exclaimed again.

"That's what she looked like when she was young."