Star Railway, starting as Kiana

To avoid polluting everyone's minds, I've chosen to release only one clip here.

At dawn, the president leaped out of his bed, which spanned ten square kilometers of golden nanmu wood, and walked on a carpet that stretched for 20 kilometers. He took an elevator from the 20,000th floor of his room to a depth of 10,000 meters underground, and then rode the underground streets that his family had built to facilitate travel and connect the world.

I drove to pick up my cousin from her homecoming.

Upon seeing her, the CEO recognized her at a glance. His cousin, who was only three years old, had already grown to 3 meters tall. Her twin ponytails, which were over two meters long, reached straight into the sky. Her colorful black eyes emitted ultraviolet rays, infrared rays, X-rays, and gamma rays, making the CEO's heart flutter.

I'm still kind-hearted, so I didn't write anything about 42-pack abs or keeping the Pacific Ocean at a constant temperature.

However, with the thought of getting back at others and not wanting to let others suffer the same fate as herself, Kiana didn't throw away or burn the book, but instead placed it in her spatial storage.

The other book focuses on school life, or rather, it tells the love story of two sisters who meet, fall in love, and get to know each other at St. Michael's Girls' Academy before the snow and ice of Arilo arrives.

Even with Kiana's personality, she couldn't help but blush when she saw the bold descriptions inside. When she reached the climax, she quickly closed the book and put it into her spatial storage.

"It's too...too exciting. I can't watch it again. It's going to turn weird."

However, her openly reading a book on the street still drew the attention of many girls, because although the book, titled "Flower Kiss," was not a banned book, no one would casually read it on the street.

Only a small number of girls would buy them out of curiosity or on the recommendation of their friends, and secretly admire them in their own rooms.

So it's unknown whether there are any like-minded people. Seeing Kiana openly reading a book on the street, many girls showed their delight, especially when they saw Kiana's appearance, and how she combined elegance and competence, like a prince, knight and princess from a fairy tale.

Many young girls believe they have been blessed by fate.

"Thank you for the gift, King Amber."

At first, only a few brave girls wanted to ask Kiana for her name and address, saying that they were also readers of the book and wanted to discuss it with her.

Kiana handled it relatively easily, and her witty remarks even made the other women tremble with excitement.

However, as more and more people gathered, some people stopped just talking. While Kiana was surrounded, many people pretended to be pushed and then pressed themselves against Kiana, or gently ran their fingertips across the back of Kiana's exposed hand.

Some people even say things like, "My cat can do backflips, do you want to come to my house?"

Sensing that the situation was getting out of control, Kiana made an excuse and fled from the crowd.

"No wonder it's the lesbian capital covered in ice and snow, it's terrifying."

"The lesbian capital? What kind of name is that?"

Kiana heard a familiar voice and turned around sharply, only to find that Silver Wolf had appeared beside her without her noticing.

"It's you!"

"That's right, Wu, Yi Jiuqi is my dad, Zong, Heng Yinlinghe's first abandoned hacker Liu, punk wing Lord's n invisible emperor, in the game world..."

"Silver Wolf, whose game accounts were banned 76 times!"

"He's the king of the gaming world! Damn it, that Black Tower guy."

She had originally wanted to give a proper introduction of herself as Silver Wolf, but this incident hit a nerve. If she didn't have something to discuss with Kiana right now, she would have really wanted to throw this guy who had exposed her secrets onto a deserted planet and make her take responsibility for what she said.

As the Ether editor modified the real-world data, Kiana and Silver Wolf vanished from their spot, and the next instant, the two appeared in a room.

However, it still seemed to be Beloborg, because through the window, Kiana saw the girls who had been surrounding her earlier still searching for her.

Seeing that Silver Wolf sat down angrily as soon as he returned, Kafka simply smiled and didn't say anything more.

"Kiana, this should be our first meeting, right?"

"Yes, Mom."

"Ka Ma?"

Even with Kaffa's temperament, she couldn't help but be taken aback upon hearing this title.

Her hometown, the New Babylonian, evoked her fears, but even as a beautiful assassin with a smile that seemed to weep, she couldn't remain calm after being called "Mom" by a young girl.

The Silver Wolf, who was originally sulking, was also drawn in by Kiana's words. He looked at Kiana, then at Kafka, and his tone was teasing.

"Kafka, when did you become a mother? You didn't tell me! Could this little white fluffy thing be your daughter? You kept it from us for so long!"

Chapter 35: If you're bad at the game, practice more; if you can't handle losing, don't play.

However, Kiana, looking at the stunned Kaffa, suddenly understood what pleasure was.

Watching Silver Wolf tease Kafka while playing a game, Kiana suddenly thought of a fan-made creation.

"Silver Wolf, you're going to lose the game, Eriol said so."

"I'll lose? That's hilarious."

Upon hearing Kiana's words, Silver Wolf instinctively retorted.

"Wait, you know Eriol? Could it be that you're one of our companions? Eriol never mentioned that."

Although Silver Wolf was speaking, his hands did not stop moving. However, the next moment, an abnormal data appeared on Silver Wolf's phone.

After Silver Wolf's intervention, upon logging back in, they discovered they had already lost the game.

"Kiana!"

Remembering the power of Kiana's words, Silver Wolf blamed his defeat on Kiana and bared his teeth and claws, ready to charge forward.

However, she was stopped by her companion, Kafka.

Seeing that she had Kafka backing her up, Kiana became even more arrogant.

"If you're bad at the game, practice more. If you're bad at the game, practice more. If you can't handle losing, don't play."

"The past is the past, the present is the present."

Three (cold wine Linqi; Jiuwuba

"If you still think of the past as the present, you're just a noob."

Faced with Kiana's taunts, Silver Wolf immediately bristled.

"Kafka! Don't stop me, I'm going to teach this girl a lesson and show her what the price of offending me is."

"Silver Wolf, listen to me, don't forget our plan, go play the game."

Whether it was Kafka's words that had an effect or Kafka's use of Word of Power, Silver Wolf actually stopped causing trouble.

However, when he returned to his seat, he still glared at Kiana with annoyance, as if he wanted to remember Kiana's appearance and teach her a lesson later.

"Mom, look at her! She's glaring at me."

For the first time, Kafka felt that she really had the potential to be a mother, at least in terms of taking care of children, she seemed to be really capable.

After calming down the silver wolf and pulling Kiana away to prevent the two from arguing again, Kafka suddenly felt exhausted.

"Kiana, listen to me..."

"Don't listen, don't listen, the bastard is chanting sutras."

Silver Wolf, who had just calmed down, turned on his handheld console and started a new game. But when he heard Kiana's words, he immediately turned his gaze to Kafka.

Because she also wanted to know if Kiana's mouth was really that powerful.

Of course, it wasn't her idea to see Kafka in her turtle form.

Of course, at that moment she picked up her phone and even turned on the recording function, which completely contradicted her inner explanation.

But it seems nothing happened.

Until she looked at her handheld console.

"What the heck?! How could my handheld console get a virus? And why is there a turtle chanting scriptures?!"

To prevent Kiana from saying anything more, Kafka chose to shut her up using her own methods.

Countless strands of silk appeared, wrapping around Kiana's limbs and fixing her to the seat, preventing her from moving around.

Kafka's gloved fingertips lightly touched Kiana's shoulder, slowly tracing along her delicate collarbone and moving towards Kiana's neck, pausing for a moment at her throat.

However, Kaffa noticed that Kiana wasn't flustered at all, but rather seemed excited, which made her hesitate about whether she should continue.

Kafka's last fingertip landed on Kiana's lips, while her other hand lifted Kiana's chin, and she stood in front of Kiana, looking down at her.

Kaffa believed her methods were perfect, but she overlooked one problem: she wasn't ruthless enough. Despite her fearsome reputation as the Galactic Hunter, Kiana considered Kaffa a beauty who could captivate anyone's heart.

Having inherited the bloodline of the Kaslana family, she felt no fear at all; on the contrary, she became somewhat excited.

Just as Kafka was about to use her Word of Power to shut Kiana up and make her listen to her, she discovered that Kiana, who had been sitting in her seat, had disappeared.

Then Kafka felt a void at her waist. When she turned around, what she held was not the longsword she was familiar with, or a gun used in mid-range combat, but a pair of warm hands.

"Kafka, please lower your guard and let's sit down and have a good talk."

When Kafka came to her senses, she found herself back in her seat.

The only evidence that everything before was not an illusion or a dream is the weapon that Kiana is currently playing with in her hands.

"Alright, it seems we should have a proper talk. But I actually have a question; could you answer it?"

“Of course. It is my honor as a warrior of the Kaslana family to answer such a question from a beautiful lady.”

Silver Wolf, who was eavesdropping nearby, couldn't help herself. She used too much force, and the character she was controlling moved in a strange way, causing her to suffer her first defeat with her new account.

Kafka, however, didn't seem to care and directly stated her question.

"You're not a Fate Walker, are you?"

"I don't know. At least I don't feel like I've ever gained the power of destiny, or rather, I don't really understand what the power of destiny is."

Looking into Kiana's eyes, which were so clear and without any impurities, Kafka suddenly felt an urge to stain Kiana with color.

"I don't know why the Black Tower and the train crew didn't tell you, but it's perfect timing, let me tell you."

“The birth of each star god signifies the beginning of a ‘destiny’. When a mortal’s will overlaps with their destiny, it can be seen as them walking on that destiny.”

If one's will is strong enough, one can draw upon a small amount of power from one's destiny, hence the name "Destiny Walker." The power of a Destiny Walker surpasses that of ordinary people, but is still very weak.

Once the path of destiny is opened, it cannot be closed; even if the ruling star god falls, the path of destiny remains open.

Kafka recited the official definition of destiny in one breath, which is also the truth recognized by the vast majority of people in the universe.

"but..."

Kafka changed the subject, and Silver Wolf stopped playing the game. Instead, he operated on the virtual screen, using Ether Editing to isolate the room from the outside world, so that no one else could know what was happening inside.

“As you can see, the Star Core Hunters have never hidden what we want. However, the Star Core of this planet seems to have undergone some changes, and you are the most uncontrollable in Elio's script. So, can you do us a favor?”

"What's the deal?"

Kiana initially thought Kaffa's goal was to calm her down and get everything back on track, but Kaffa's next words stunned Kiana.

"Find the lost star core, and then seal it away."

Chapter 36 The Vanished...Star Core?

"The vanished...star core?"

Kiana's expression froze as she looked at Kaffa and Silver Wolf. Unfortunately, Kaffa and Silver Wolf were very good at managing their expressions, and Kiana also lacked the ability to read people's minds.

However, her intuition told her that the two had no reason to lie.

At least the star is still their companion, so the Star Core Hunter and the Train Crew won't be at odds.

Moreover, to be honest, Kiana's current combat ability is not strong; she is only suitable for surprise attacks. Her words are also unreliable. She doesn't need to go to such great lengths to get rid of me.

If this is true, and the star core has really disappeared, then this is a really big problem.

but...

Will Kiana really act according to the script and Eriol's ideas?

“I believe what you say, and if the star core is really lost, it would indeed be very bad for us, and it might even trap us here.”

Just as Kafka and Silver Wolf Spirit thought the matter was over and could go back to rest, they heard Kiana suddenly change the subject.

“But I refuse! One of my favorite things about Kiana Kaslana is saying NO to those arrogant fools!”

"No, you idiot, are you out of your mind? Didn't you say that you might be trapped here? Finding the star core would be good for everyone, so why are you refusing?"

“I believe you are more anxious than I am. Why should I work for a grudge? Besides, I already knew about the situation of this planet's core. My previous actions were just for fun. Now that I'm working, it's not fun and there's no pay. Why should I work myself to death?”

When Kiana first spoke, Kaffa and Silver Wolf frowned, but after Kiana finished speaking, their frowns quietly disappeared, revealing sweet smiles.

They grasped the key point Kiana had made: since working wasn't fun and didn't pay, why not just let them pay her?

However, neither of them expected any reward that could attract the other.

The most direct form of compensation would be currency, but considering that Kiana's owner removed her guardian, that noblewoman from a prestigious family, she certainly wasn't short of money.

However, if you exchange other items, you usually need to cater to their preferences. But with money, you can solve 99% of the problems, and the remaining 1% is just a matter of not having enough money.