The Envoy of Abundance from Onphalus

　What if there aren't any trash cans on the train? ...But there's March 7th on the train, not on the space station. Ah! What a difficult choice!

　……

　Himeko stood beside the magnificent locomotive of the train, watching the security personnel carefully transport the supplies into the cargo hold.

　The platform was softly lit, and she waited quietly for the gray-haired girl who was struggling between her friends in the trash can paradise.

　However, what came before her was a visitor who was completely unexpected.

　Russell walked in with a calm gait, followed by Jin, who was silent as a shadow but whose eyes sharply scanned the surroundings.

　A gentle, emerald-gold halo flowed softly around him, creating a strange harmony with the cold light of the train's metal shell.

　"Miss Himeko,"

　Russell stopped and cut to the chase, “I’ve heard that the Star Train never refuses any passenger with a pioneering spirit? Boarding and departure are determined by the passenger’s own heart, not by external forces—is this still the train’s creed?”

　His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable weight.

　Himeko suppressed the turmoil in her heart and maintained her elegant demeanor: "Of course, Mr. Russell. This is a law that has been engraved on the train since the time of Akivilli. The chapters of the nameless travelers should be written by their own hands. Man-made shackles are the greatest desecration of pioneering a new path."

　"So,"

　Russell looked directly into Himeko's eyes, his words clear and direct: "Do my companion Jin and I deserve to board the Star Train and become members of the Nameless Ones?"

　Even with Himeko's experience, her pupils were instantly wide open in shock! A messenger wielding the immense power of abundance was standing before her, requesting to board the Star Train that carried the will to explore! This was simply unbelievable.

　She took a deep breath and quickly weighed her options. Bertrand Russell's reputation as a "compassionate messenger" was renowned throughout the world, and his ten "World Morality Star" awards were the strongest testament to his character.

　Even if the train conductor Pam were extremely wary of the abundant power, he could never refuse such a passenger.

　“Your request…is indeed extraordinary,”

　Himeko carefully considered her words, her gaze sweeping over Ash, who stood behind Russell like a guardian knight. "Based on my trust in your character, the train will naturally not turn you away. But please forgive my intrusion."

　"Mr. Russell, as an envoy of abundance, what is your purpose in seeking to board the train?"

　She is responsible for the safety of the train.

　Russell's gaze seemed to pierce through the train's porthole, reaching into the depths of the boundless starry sea, where coordinates even the Star Train had never touched were hidden.

　"I've heard that the Star Train can travel to territories never before illuminated by the power of exploration,"

　His voice lowered, filled with a deep longing, "I hope this train... can take me home."

　Himeko instantly understood, a hint of shock flashing across her eyes: "Your hometown... is that legendary eternal land—Onpharos? The desolate region that even the original pioneering star god Akivili could not reach?"

　Russell's search for Onphalus was nothing new in the universe. Anyone with even a basic understanding of the events surrounding the envoy knew that he was frantically searching for Onphalus.

　But no one could explain why. Now, however, the answer is clear. A simple answer: homecoming.

　"Yes,"

　Russell nodded, his emerald eyes reflecting the light of the Star Train. "I come from there. Now, I want to go back. There are people I love, and the world I love is waiting for me there."

　Understanding and respect rose in Himeko's heart. She smiled sincerely and bowed slightly: "Welcome to the ranks of the nameless, Mr. Russell. The road home is also a great pioneering journey."

　She gestured to the open train doors, saying, "If you don't mind, we're still waiting for a new passenger to make her choice."

　Is it a star?

　Russell understood.

　"It's that girl. She's making a serious trade-off between the future of the space station and the journey on the train... well, about the distribution of trash can resources."

　Himeko's tone was teasing and friendly, "Once she arrives and makes her choice, perhaps we can hold a welcoming ceremony together."

　"It's alright, waiting is also a form of preparation."

　Russell readily agreed and then asked, "Are there any rules I should be particularly aware of on the train?"

　Himeko chuckled and shook her head: "For you? No. The path you have followed has long surpassed any written rules. I believe that Train Captain Pam will be very—very—happy to see you."

　She could almost picture the furry train conductor jumping around nervously and excitedly.

　"That would be perfect, Miss Himeko."

　Russell nodded slightly. Jin stood half a step behind him, like a sharp blade sheathed, his golden eyes scanning every corner of the platform warily, silently guarding this fateful conversation.

　“Then please have that child make a decision before coming to me. I still need to help Black Tower complete his so-called simulated universe project.”

　“Mr. Nature Russell, there is still about a week before the train departs, so there is no need to rush.”

　Himeko responded.

　On their journey through the stars, the bountiful messenger and his guards are about to become the most unique among the nameless travelers.

　Chapter 86: Simulating the Beginning of the Universe

　After receiving a positive reply from Himeko, Russell turned around and patted the statue-like Jin beside him.

　“Ah Jin,”

　His voice was gentle yet carried an undeniable strength: "Once you board the Star Train, there's no need to be so wary of everyone. We're all on the same train, so we're all fellow travelers and friends. Relax from now on."

　"Yes, sir."

　Jin's answer was without hesitation, only loyalty etched into his very bones. The sharpness in his golden eyes softened slightly, but his body's instincts still kept him on alert.

　Russell looked at his loyal guard and sighed helplessly.

　"You..."

　He abruptly changed the subject, opening his palm upwards. A golden-turquoise light flowed and converged, instantly solidifying into a transparent cube radiating a gentle glow.

　On the surface of the cube, mysterious golden runes intertwine with vibrant vine and plant reliefs, exuding a sacred yet restrained aura.

　"Now, I'm giving you a task. Take this home, tell the ship spirit this is its new home, and let it crawl in by itself. Bring it back to me after you're done."

　Jin solemnly accepted the cube with both hands, feeling the spatial power contained within it, as if it could contain stars.

　"Yes sir."

　Without hesitation, he turned and walked towards the Abundance Ship moored in the distance. Russell watched his retreating figure, a smile playing on his lips.

　Taking that big foodie all over the universe is indeed a challenge, but after all, it's been my car and partner for many years, and I've already developed an attachment to it.

　This specially designed space cube is not only a portable home, but also a strategic weapon that would strike fear into the hearts of the Interstellar Peace Corporation's fleet. Deploying it in difficult situations is the most direct solution.

　Although I probably won't need it myself.

　……

　After finishing his chores, Russell followed his memory and arrived at the iconic, futuristic laboratory of the Black Tower.

　The door slid open silently, and what came into view was not the familiar exquisite doll, but Black Tower himself—the 83rd seat of the Genius Club, standing in front of the huge and complex "simulated universe" control panel.

　"Yo, you've finally arrived."

　Black Tower turned around, his signature amethyst eyes gleaming with excitement, his tone carrying the arrogance unique to geniuses.

　"It took a full ten minutes longer than I expected. However, this margin of error is still within the acceptable range."

　She pointed to a circular platform in the center of the laboratory that emitted a soft blue light, "That's your spot."

　What do I need to do next?

　Russell walked calmly to the platform.

　"Outrageously simple,"

　Black Tower crossed his arms and said casually, “Stand up there and close your eyes. When you open your eyes again, you will be the Pharmacist, the abundant star god in the simulated universe.”

　"It's that simple?"

　Russell stepped onto the platform.

　"if not?"

　Black Tower raised an eyebrow. "You think this genius would design those complicated and stupid steps to waste his time? That's called being a fool, not a genius."

　"That's definitely your style."

　A curious voice rang out. The laboratory door slid open again, and the gray-haired girl—Hoshi—peeked in, her gaze shifting between Russell and the Black Tower.

　"So, he's also your guinea pig?"

　"Of course!"

　Black Tower's interest grew even stronger. "Such a magical star core carrier, we might as well use it. If it gets abducted by the Star Train, it will be difficult to catch it again for experiments."

　She looked at Russell, her eyes sparkling with the light of discovery, "You two test together, it'll be a good opportunity for a comparative observation. Don't worry, my simulated universe is very robust!"

　Russell looked at Xing and asked gently, "So? Have you decided whether to stay at the space station to collect... uh, to cooperate with Ms. Black Tower's research, or to board the Star Train?"

　Xing scratched her head in distress, her golden eyes filled with confusion: "I...I haven't decided yet. I heard that you can get free credits after you finish testing at Black Tower, so I came here first."

　She pointed to the platform simulating the universe, her meaning clear—let's earn some pocket money first.

　Russell chuckled and shook his head: "Alright then."

　He said no more, stood still on the platform, and slowly closed his eyes. "Becoming a star god in a simulated universe... this is a first for me."

　"Consciousness connection initiated... Projection loading..."

　Black Tower's fingers blurred across the control panel, his voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement.

　The massive circular platform lit up, enveloping Russell's figure in a beam of light. Xing, standing nearby, curiously walked towards another connection point.

　……

　Russell's consciousness seemed to sink into an endless sea of ​​stars, and then be instantly elevated to an unimaginable dimension. When he opened his eyes again, he felt an unprecedented sense of vastness, almost omniscient and omnipotent.

　He is life itself, the source of compassion. The prayers of all things, the yearning for life, the suffering of the sick… countless subtle voices flood his senses like a torrent, a thousand times stronger than when he was a messenger!

　The abundant power of emerald gold surged within his simulated divine body, yet it also carried a sharpness and tenacity stemming from his very nature, which he himself was unaware of.

　Russell's (the Pharmacist) arrival was like a star being cast into the calm lake of a simulated universe!

　The first to be alarmed was the Star God of Hunting, Lan, who eternally pursued the shadow of vengeance. His phantom, composed of pure will to hunt, instantly traversed the sea of ​​stars and appeared before the Pharmacist.

　A cold gaze, sharp as an arrow, scrutinized the presence before him—a presence that exuded a familiar yet entirely different aura of compassion. After a moment, a flicker of…confusion seemed to flash within that cold gaze?

　In the end, Lan's phantom remained silent, just as abruptly as it had appeared, before turning into a streak of arrows and disappearing into the depths of the starry sea.

　"Incredible!"

　In the lab, Black Tower stared intently at the main screen, his eyes gleaming. "The Hunting Ranger actually gave up on locking onto Abundance? Russell, your data is a treasure trove!"

　Before the astonishment from the Black Tower subsided, a heavy, ancient will, the will to protect all things, descended.

　The majestic phantom of the Guardian Star God—Kripa, composed of countless world barriers, slowly emerged. His "eyes," like giant amber, gazed at Russell, seemingly engaged in some extremely complex calculation and assessment.

　A silent doubt permeated the space. Kripper remained silent as well, simply watching quietly for a while before the enormous phantom slowly dissipated as if sinking into the earth.

　Next came the Star God of Memory—Fu Li. His existence was like a flowing star map, composed of countless shimmering fragments of memory.

　Fu Li did not express any emotion. His appearance seemed to be only to record the moment of this extraordinary and abundant birth. The huge phantom of the star map circled around Russell (the Pharmacist) for a moment before dissipating into specks of starlight.

　"Even Cripper and Frye have been alerted... Russell, you keep surprising me!"

　Black Tower excitedly recorded every data peak.

　……

　The fourth update.

　Chapter 87 The Virtual Holy War of Abundance.

　At this moment, Russell in the simulated universe, following his understanding of the duties of a pharmacist, begins to exercise divine authority.

　With a slight thought, he simulated all the marked beings in the universe that wantonly plundered life, and the Abundance Blessing within their bodies was instantly stripped away and reclaimed.

　In shock and despair, these monstrous creatures rapidly lignified and disintegrated, eventually transforming into forests radiating a tranquil glow.

　He then bestowed a limited, pure power of abundance with the aim of eliminating the suffering and disease of the simulated cosmic beings.

　However, the moment this power touched living beings, a sudden change occurred. Russell's atypical nature of abundance, which combined the sharpness of hunting with the resilience of preservation, caused the power he sowed to undergo an unpredictable distortion.

　If the original Pharmacist's Abundance was a warm, nourishing golden wheat field, then the power Russell sowed at this moment, beneath its sacred emerald-gold background, surged with a cold hatred and murderous intent directed at the very thing that was destroying the world!

　The beings who received this gift did not experience a distortion in their life forms, and Russell never demanded that they fight against destruction. For Russell believed that a command imposed upon life was not abundance.

　But perhaps it was Russell's abundant power that gave them a compassionate nature towards all living beings.

　Thus, after witnessing the destruction of planets, the compassionate mourning for the deceased transformed into extreme hatred.

　Why are they so determined to destroy the world when it is already so beautiful?