Ironclad, died and resurrected, I've decided to go to the mic!

Meanwhile, at Fu Xuan's house.

Fu Xuan slowly sat up, supporting himself on the floor, and instinctively touched his forehead with one hand.

Her divine eyes were still there, her hair was pink, and it was her own body.

She looked down at her hands, then at her chest, and then let out a long breath.

Then her mind began to replay all the scenes from that period.

The older brother's body, the Star Train,

The gray-haired girl swung her baseball bat at her head without saying a word, her smile revealing her dismay.

In all her years of life, this was the first time she had ever been knocked unconscious with a baseball bat, and twice at that.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she thought to herself that she would have to settle this score with her older brother later.

What's the deal with this group of people he's keeping?

But why would she be in her own home?

She remembered that she had just been in a meeting at the Temple.

The only explanation is that her older brother controlled her body and walked back on his own.

As she was thinking, her eyes swept over the coffee table in the living room, and she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

The picture frame on the coffee table has been moved.

The photo frame, which was originally facing outwards, has been flipped over.

She reached out and picked up the photo frame, looking at the little girl riding on the shoulders of the black-haired boy in the picture.

A smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

Big brother, did you see this?

You are still alive.

It possessed me and even came to my house to look through my photo album.

Do you remember me?

She was lost in thoughts of their reunion.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me, as if someone was tiptoeing toward the door.

"Bluebird?"

Fu Xuan turned around and looked at the figure trying to slip away along the wall.

Qingque froze on the spot, her hands still in the position of lifting her skirt.

She was just tiptoeing towards the door, almost reaching the doorknob.

She turned around stiffly, a standard fawning, silly grin plastered on her face:

"Madam, Madam, Master Bu! Didn't you say you were leaving?!"

I noticed you were deep in thought, so I didn't want to disturb you.

Fu Xuan looked at her guilty expression and then at her slightly disheveled uniform.

I felt that Qingque was acting strangely today, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

Although Qingque usually likes to slack off, he never panics like this when he sees her.

Her uniform was wrinkled at the hem, and the edges of her skirt were a bit messy.

His walking posture was also unnatural, with his legs tightly pressed together, as if he was trying to hide something.

And why was she in her own home, acting as if she had just escaped from somewhere?

None of this seems right.

However, she didn't call out to Qingque, because there was something she couldn't explain.

She couldn't very well say, "The previous diviner wasn't me."

She believed that her older brother wouldn't do anything too outrageous with his body.

Although she knew her older brother's ways, she couldn't possibly go so far as to harm Qingque.

"Since there's nothing else, let's leave over there!"

After Fu Xuan finished speaking, he glanced at Qing Que again, feeling that there was something wrong with her walking posture today.

But he quickly put the thought out of his mind.

She has more important things to do now.

The Star Train should have arrived in Luofu by now, and the older brother has returned to his original body.

She wanted to see him and ask him face to face why he hadn't come back back then.

Sichen Palace.

Qi Ye stood in front of everyone, wearing that awkward yet polite smile.

Walter pushed up his glasses and broke the silence:

"I'm sorry everyone, he was a little out of it before, but he should be almost fully recovered now."

Qi Ye, this is Lord Yu Kong of the Tianbo Bureau, and that is General Jing Yuan of Luofu.

It's just a projection; I'm not here. We're discussing serious business.

A faint smile played on Jing Yuan's languid face.

His gaze lingered on Qi Ye for a moment, but he didn't pay much attention to her.

Just as he was about to steer the conversation back on track, his voice suddenly changed tone.

"Now that everyone's here, let's continue..."

He was stunned for a moment, then forced himself to suppress the sound with a loud cough.

He resumed his calm and languid tone.

"Alright, let's continue our discussion."

Everyone looked at each other.

Qi Ye stood in the corner, looking at Jing Yuan's forced calm face, and couldn't help but curl up her lips.

It seems the side effects of that light cone have started to take effect.

First, the voice became higher-pitched, then the Adam's apple shrank, and then...

He'll probably find himself shrinking, his skin becoming smoother, and his facial features becoming softer.

Soon she will become a real white-haired beauty.

Jingyuan's cough just now was probably to cover up the change in his Adam's apple.

He probably just realized that something was missing from his neck.

But in front of so many people, I couldn't touch my Adam's apple to confirm, so I could only pretend that my throat was uncomfortable.

Jing Yuan clearly didn't want to linger on this topic, and his speaking speed was noticeably faster than before:

"Fellow passengers of the Starry Sky Train, I am speaking on behalf of the Divine Strategy Bureau of the Luofu Immortal Ship."

I hereby formally present you with my sole official commission—to hunt down the Star Core Hunter, Kafka.

This person has been infiltrating Luofu for some time, acting mysteriously, and is suspected to be directly related to the Star Core incident.

With full cooperation from the Sky Ship Division, the train crew will be issued passes to all facilities along the Star Chariot Sea.

"I have military duties to attend to, so I must take my leave now."

The projector shut off with a snap as soon as the words were spoken.

He didn't even exchange a few pleasantries, moving so fast it was as if something was chasing him.

Yu Kong stood still for a while before resuming the diplomatic etiquette befitting the Tianbo Division.

She turned to the crowd, took a stack of passes from her sleeve, and handed them to Walter:

"Since the general has given the order, the Tianbo Division will cooperate fully."

These passes cover access to all major facilities in Xingchahai.

Tingyun will accompany everyone throughout the trip and be responsible for all itinerary arrangements.

Please feel free to contact me if you need anything.

On March 7th, after receiving the pass, he looked at it over and over again, and couldn't help but exclaim:

"We received a mission personally issued by the general as soon as we arrived at the Immortal Ship. This efficiency is too high."

But speaking of which, Uncle Yang, what was that voice of General Jingyuan just now?

Is his throat sore?

"It's probably due to a busy work schedule and insufficient rest."

Walter's answer was as prudent as ever.

Tingyun still wore that same smile, her fox ears twitching slightly, seemingly already accustomed to the various strange occurrences in the General's Mansion:

"My esteemed benefactors, since the general has given the order, I will do my utmost to comply."

"It's getting late. Why don't you come with me to the central hub of the Star Chariot Sea to familiarize yourself with the surroundings before making any plans?"

Qi Ye glanced at Ting Yun's flawless, professional smile.

Suddenly I'm kind of looking forward to this manhunt.