Xing Tie: Wait a minute! How come Weng Xing has two saviors?

So he silently decided in his heart: when he returned to the train later, he would definitely find a way to get Himeko to "share" her special coffee with the Black Swan lady.

Chapter 256 Long Night Moon: Walter, Invincible.

P.S.: I revised a few paragraphs at the end of the previous chapter yesterday; you can go back and take a look. Sorry for the trouble, everyone.

As the train crew followed the inexplicable guidance that appeared in their minds, they traversed the chaotic energy currents of the data world.

They finally found a tiny crack between the endless "0"s and "1".

"This is……"

Xing noticed that near the rift, several translucent jellyfish-like creatures emitting an ominous dark red glow were leisurely floating in the data stream.

They were beautiful in form, but Xing felt that they were extremely dangerous!

"Touch them, and they will lead you away from that terrible battlefield. My dear...comrades?"

A clear and enchanting female voice resonated deep within everyone's hearts, as if it knew of their arrival and had been waiting for them all along.

Xing and Danheng quickly exchanged a glance, both seeing the wariness in each other's eyes.

Walter's expression was grave, as if facing a formidable enemy; Eden's Star was already in a semi-activated state.

At this moment, he sincerely prayed that none of the "familiar" scenarios he knew would ever play out again!

If this déjà vu happens a few more times, his heart will probably really be unable to bear it.

With no better option, the three of them took a deep breath and simultaneously reached out to touch the seemingly harmless dark red jellyfish.

In an instant, a strange sense of weightlessness enveloped them, as if they had been plunged into the deep sea at a depth of 10,000 meters, surrounded by silent pressure and a feeling of floating.

The light and sound quickly faded away, leaving only a dazed feeling of the soul being drawn in.

When their senses returned, they found themselves in a completely different space.

This place seems to be the center of the world, with a platform as smooth as a mirror underfoot, and endless swirling nebulae overhead and all around, magnificent and awe-inspiring.

Directly in front of them, a figure stood silently with his back to them before the starry sky backdrop.

The man held an exquisite black parasol, his posture elegant, as if he were admiring this cosmic wonder.

“My dear companions, it took me a lot of effort to get you out of that dangerous place.”

The figure holding the black umbrella slowly turned around, and the edge of the umbrella lifted to reveal a face that was extremely familiar to everyone in the train crew—it was... March 7th?

Although her face is exactly the same as March 7th's, her temperament is completely different.

The "March 7th" in front of us is not that lively, energetic, and slightly silly girl.

A mysterious and languid smile played on her lips, but what was most chilling were her pupils—no longer the clear pinkish-blue of March 7th, but a dark red like an abyss, with an ominous glow!

"You are... March 7th?" Xing's eyes widened, her tone filled with uncertainty and surprise.

"Hmm~" Chang Yeyue let out a lazy hum, neither admitting nor denying, her dark red pupils sweeping over the three people's shocked expressions with interest.

Dan Heng frowned, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He instinctively took a step forward and gripped the Ji Yun sword tightly. He was about to question—

"She didn't say anything." Chang Yeyue, however, seemed to have already seen through his thoughts, calmly speaking first, her dark red eyes staring directly at Dan Heng.

"In the Scaled Abyss Realm, before you transformed into the Radiant Sea-Opening... she didn't say anything to you."

"..." Dan Heng choked instantly, the words that were on the tip of his tongue were abruptly cut off, and his gaze toward Chang Yeyue was filled with a hint of disbelief and horror.

He hasn't even asked yet, how would she know?!

Seeing Dan Heng's reaction, Chang Yeyue smiled slightly, a smile that carried a sense of superiority that seemed to know everything.

"Surprised? Peeking into the thoughts and fragments of memories in other people's minds... is a required course for us memory seekers."

Dan Heng's gaze quickly cooled from its initial shock, becoming as calm as a deep pool.

“I see,” he said slowly. “Then I can be certain now. You are not her after all.”

He paused, his tone resolute: "If she knew she could freely spy on our thoughts, she wouldn't be as calm as you. She would jump up excitedly and pester all of us to play 'Who's the Spy' all day long."

"……Ah."

Xing seemed to sense that Chang Yeyue's relaxed, slightly mocking smile froze almost imperceptibly for a moment because of Dan Heng's words.

"Who exactly are you?" Walter stepped forward, subtly shielding the two young men behind him. He adjusted his black-rimmed glasses, his tone carrying an undeniable warning.

"If you want to win our favor or have effective communication, don't talk to us with that face. I won't say it a second time."

Changyeyue turned her gaze to Walter, and a barely perceptible hint of apprehension flashed deep within her dark red pupils.

By peeking into fragments of someone's memory, she naturally knew how extraordinary this man known as "Uncle Yang" was. In Onfaros, almost everyone who stood against "Kamerslana" met a bad end!

Even Kaerslana, who was infinitely close to the Great Lord of Annihilation and was Bai Mo's own brother, had a scar left on his chest during his duel with Kaerslana!

But what about the "Uncle Yang" from March 7th's memories? Although Changyeyue was unable to glimpse the specific battle scene that had just taken place on the special layer.

But this Walter personally ventured into the "Intelligence" realm of "Kamerslana" and went through a fierce battle, yet he hasn't shed a single drop of blood or suffered a single superficial injury?!

This kid... no, this gentleman is terrifyingly powerful!

Sure enough, even though her "March" had lost her memory, her keen intuition was never wrong.

Although her "March" seemed to have never seen this "Uncle Yang" truly unleash his full power, the fact that the girl trusted and praised him so unconditionally meant that this "Uncle Yang's" hidden strength was indeed unfathomable!

Thinking of this, the apprehension in Chang Yeyue's eyes deepened, and her previously confident demeanor became much less assertive.

Her tone became slightly more serious and formal: "Actually, I didn't intend to use this face to win your favor. I really am 'March 7th,' but..."

She paused slightly, as if choosing her words carefully, "I am her past, the manifestation of that time when she was sealed in the Six Phases of Ice and long forgotten."

"You can also call me... Long Night Moon."

Chapter 257 Long Night Moon: You may not have Little Three Moons anymore, but you still have me.

"Her past?" Xing paused, then subconsciously glanced at Chang Yeyue. "She used to seem so intelligent... Wait, something's not right!"

She shook her head violently. "You almost distracted me! Little March didn't get off the train at all; she's still waiting for us on the train! You can't possibly be March! Who are you?!"

Xing gripped the Flame Spear with one hand, and with the other, she subconsciously touched the camera that belonged to March 7th in her bag—March 7th's most treasured camera was still with her!

“I’ve already said, I am the ‘past’ of March 7th.” Chang Yeyue sighed, seemingly helpless. “Well, I know I can’t easily convince you. So, let’s have someone who can convince you.”

She gracefully took a step back, and then two solid holographic projections suddenly appeared between the train crew and Chang Yeyue.

"Signal strength 96.35%, dialog window: no restrictions. No external interference... communication established." A calm, slightly mechanical voice announced.

"To all the crew members, Black Tower and I are very relieved to hear that you are all safe and sound." Screw Gum's unique and magnetic voice came steadily after a brief period of signal noise.

Meanwhile, the projection of the Great Black Tower first glanced at Chang Yeyue with a scrutinizing gaze before turning to Welt and the others, reiterating in a tone that seemed to disclaim any connection:

“Listen, we just happened to ‘bump into’ her while trying to enter the Onfaros signal jamming zone, and she just happened to tell us that she could find the train crew. Don’t think we know this mysterious Miss Memory.”

"However," the projection of the Great Black Tower changed its tone, becoming more serious and solemn than before,

"She did say one thing correctly. Through data backtracking and trace analysis conducted through special channels, we did discover that the March 7th signal was involved in Onfaros before your train, in a way that was independent of yours."

This confirmation from the Black Tower was like a boulder thrown into a lake, creating a huge uproar in the hearts of the three train crew members.

"So..." Chang Yeyue's voice rang out at the opportune moment, her tone much calmer than before, regaining her usual elegance.

"Now, can you... trust me a little, my dear companions?"

Xing frowned deeply, took a step forward, and although the tip of the Flame Spear was not raised, his vigilance remained undiminished.

Okay, even if some of what you said is true. You say you are the 'past' of March 7th, then I ask you, where is the real March now?

Chang Yeyue's dark red pupils lowered slightly, avoiding Xing's scorching gaze. After a moment of silence, she raised her eyes, her voice carrying an almost cruel calm:

“She…is not here. And…I hope you’re prepared for the worst.”

She paused, then said, word by word, "Your companion, March 7th... may already be gone."

“Miss Changyeyue!” Walter’s voice suddenly rose as he stepped forward, his gaze behind his glasses sharp as a knife.

"Watch your words! We have just chosen to believe you are not a malicious person who intentionally impersonated our comrade, based on Lady Black Tower's testimony. But that does not mean you can arbitrarily pronounce our comrade... dead!"

"I didn't lie to deliberately hurt you." Facing Walter's oppressive aura, Chang Yeyue didn't flinch in the slightest; however, her tone became even lower.

"She did enter Onphalus before you. But it was after she, alone, had glimpsed the despairing nature of this world and its terrible end."

"To protect you, to protect her most important companions from being entangled by either the 'surviving' amber or the 'destructive' flames..."

"She chose to embrace the destiny of 'memory.' Like a candle burning itself in the fog to illuminate the path for others, she has burned out her own existence."

"If it weren't for... he once made a promise to me..." Chang Yeyue's last words were barely audible, like a broken sigh that dissipated into the air, and none of the people present could hear them clearly.

"How could this be... This is impossible!" Walter gripped the Star of Eden tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

“How could Little March… how could she have entered Onfaros before us? This is completely contrary to the facts!” He tried to find a logical flaw, but the Black Tower’s confirmation made him uneasy.

“It’s regrettable, but that’s the cold, hard truth.” Chang Yeyue raised her head, meeting Walter’s gaze, which was filled with distrust and anxiety.

Just then, she suddenly remembered someone's advice to her—if she felt that her communication with the train crew was at an impasse and the atmosphere was too tense, she could try saying that sentence, which might have an unexpected and wonderful effect.

She carefully recalled the tone and expression of that passage, and tried to imitate the elegant tone that person used when speaking those words—a tone that carried a hint of calculation and sincerity—before softly speaking to Walter:

"Indeed, I am not 'her,' but my heart is closely connected with hers."

Then, what Changyeyue said next made Walter's expression freeze even more.

"So... you don't have March 7th anymore, but you still have me. I can totally be Little March traveling with you, can't I? Just like she was with you before. If you want, I can totally put on a tearful performance in front of Pam's little cake..."

The words "You still have me" from Chang Yeyue hadn't even completely faded away—

Om-! ! !

An extremely unstable and destructive burst of violent energy suddenly erupted from Walter Yang!

The Eden Star Staff in his hand seemed to sense its master's turbulent emotions. Its core at the top flickered uncontrollably, and arcs of purplish-black energy crackled. The zero-rated power—the pseudo-black hole—was on the verge of liberation!

Walter's forehead veins even throbbed slightly, and his eyes behind his glasses practically spit fire as he stared intently at Chang Yeyue:

What are you talking about?!

What do you mean by "I lost March but I still have you"?

Deeply ingrained PTSD caused this usually calm and collected patriarch of the train company to momentarily lose control.

"Uncle Yang! Calm down! Wait a minute!!" Xing was so frightened she almost jumped up. She rushed forward and grabbed Val's right arm tightly with both hands, practically hanging on it.

"A black hole! A black hole is about to appear! Tighten up! Tighten up, Uncle Yang!"

Chapter 258 Onpharos's Choice of "Existence"

Standing in front of the train crew, Chang Yeyue took in Walter's sudden "excitement".

She watched as the composed "Uncle Yang" almost pounced on her, nodded thoughtfully, and a faint, elusive light flashed in her dark red pupils, a spark of hope quietly ignited.

She pondered to herself:

The phrase "You no longer have Xiao Sanyue"... could actually trigger such a strong reaction?

Does this also indirectly confirm that what Camerslana said—that he could bring back "March"—might not be an exaggeration? Could he really...?

Never mind, no matter what, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, Chang Yeyue will not give up.

After Walter managed to calm down thanks to Xing and Danheng's persuasion, the tense atmosphere on the scene seemed to "melt down" a lot—at least, everyone present was no longer so serious.

Chang Yeyue nodded again at this scene, updating her inner notes:

Well, it seems this method is very effective. Although the process was somewhat intense, the results are positive.

If it is necessary to get their attention in the future, or... to break the deadlock and create a little, controllable chaos, this passage may be a priority option, and it may be considered to use it several times.

"Hey, are you guys done yet?" A clearly impatient voice broke the brief silence, forcibly drawing everyone's attention.

The projection of the Great Black Tower crossed its arms, its face clearly saying, "Time is precious, don't dawdle."

"Now is not the time for you to put on an internal drama. The simultaneous appearance of two world-renowned geniuses in front of you usually only means one thing—your Star Train is in big trouble."

"Big trouble?" Xing blinked, gathering the information she already had.

"You mean, Onfaros is essentially a false world constructed from data and memory, and a 'petri dish' used to breed the Extinction Lord? But don't we already know that? And it hasn't succeeded yet, has it? We should still have time to stop it, right?"

“Heh, little guy,” Black Tower raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of “not too stupid” approval, “It seems you weren’t completely sleepwalking in Onpharos, and you did manage to get some key intelligence.”

Her expression immediately turned extremely serious, and that rare solemnity made Walter's heart tighten.