Star Railway, starting as Kiana

It's not like I really want to do anything.

Those who came up with strange uses for it should go and reflect on their actions.

Yes, I'm talking about you!

"Qibao, look at Tingyun. She's all alone and keeps looking at us. Does she have something to say?" March 7th's gaze fell on Tingyun, who was not far from them and whose eyes were fixed on them.

She also held a folding fan in her hand.

When she saw everyone's eyes on her, Tingyun opened her folding fan and covered half of her face.

But the smile in the corner of his eyes was still clearly visible.

"Gentlemen, I have an idea. Look at all these Tingyun here, and all of me. Why don't you invite other Tingyun to join me in forming the Tingyun Merchant Guild? It's a rare opportunity to work together, and with such a strong sense of unity, business will surely flourish!"

"But we can't leave the dream world, so we can't do foreign trade. You all look exceptionally intelligent, and we'd like to recruit you to handle foreign affairs. What do you all think?"

"Hiss! As expected of Miss Tingyun!"

It must be said that if the Tingyun Merchant Guild were to be formed, it might actually achieve something great.

Unfortunately, the others wouldn't agree...

"How do you mean, how will the shares be divided?"

When Tingyun saw Kiana so frankly proposing the distribution of benefits, he wasn't angry at all; on the contrary, he was quite happy.

After all, it's business. If you just make empty promises, who would be willing to continue doing it? And empty promises can't fill your stomach, can they?

"How about a 50/50 split?"

Chapter 651 Mutant Front End

"Wait, wait, Qibao, you're not really going to agree, are you?"

"You don't really want to form this Tingyun Trading Group, do you?"

March 7th made no attempt to avoid Tingyun, who was clearly up to something big, and spoke directly to Kiana in front of her.

Kiana simply shrugged and said, "Don't you find it interesting?"

"No, that's weird!"

At this moment, March 7th quickly suggested, "Let's go take a look at the other clouds."

March 7's viewpoint was immediately supported by Lao Yang and Sunday. After all, only three clouds were seen, which was a very small proportion among all the clouds, making it difficult to make a correct judgment.

Only by seeing more of the clouds can we identify the lesions and draw conclusions.

But after walking only a few steps, they discovered that three more Tingyun were arguing.

The group only heard the gist of the story; it seemed the three were arguing about food.

Upon hearing about food, Kiana realized she hadn't eaten properly all day, and she instantly became immobile. No matter how hard March Seven tried, he couldn't pull Kiana any further.

Amidst the helpless gazes of the crowd, the group could only join Kiana in listening to the three Tingyun discussing their points.

Just like the two people who had been staring at the poster earlier, these people were now completely ignoring the others and talking amongst themselves.

Tingyun, a flower enthusiast, said: "Indeed, personally cooking a delicious meal is always unforgettable."

Tingyun, a flower enthusiast, said: "But since it's a gift, it should be a gradual and consistent offering. Wouldn't it be more pleasant to have a few flowers on the table that don't repeat themselves every day?"

Tingyun Yushi Bazhen said, "But if you really look into it, the thought behind it is the most important thing. The more complicated it is, the more affection it conveys."

Meanwhile, Tingyun, who was mediating between the two, also echoed both sides.

Tingyun, ever the shrewd one, said, "Oh dear, this person's viewpoint is quite insightful."

Kiana nodded in agreement. Whether it's a steady, gradual approach or a feast of delicacies, both are excellent.

But seeing that the three of them were just talking without making any moves, Kiana became a little anxious.

"So, what do you want to eat now?"

Fortunately, March 7th also had the habit of carrying snacks with her. After she took out a lollipop from her small bag and put it in Kiana's mouth, Kiana finally calmed down.

However, Kiana wasn't being obedient because of the food. After all, when it comes to food, Kiana's stockpile was enough to support the group of them to eat their fill of meat and fish even if the train got lost in the sea of ​​stars and lost all supplies, until Kripper swung his hammer again.

Kiana simply saw the more interesting Tingyun.

"I can do that? A long time ago, an older sister took me to a very, very high place."

Despite having Tingyun's gentle and charming appearance, the other person spoke like a five-year-old child, and the way their eyes shone was like a child who had been taken on a flight by their family.

"Next time, I'll take you with me, okay?" The five-year-old Tingyun blinked its big eyes, looking incredibly cute.

He didn't treat the group of people as adults at all, but rather as children of the same age as himself.

"Okay, okay, let's play together."

Seeing Kiana mimicking the actions of a child, March Seven felt ashamed to face everyone and quickly pulled Kiana away, heading in the opposite direction.

Fortunately, Tingyun, who was only five years old at heart, did not call out to the others. Instead, she stared at the balloon in front of her, revealing her innocent face.

Next, the group encountered countless faces of Tingyun, some mercenary, some shrewd and worldly, some yearning for food or flowers, and others grooming their fur.

Finally, the group found a relatively normal place to rest.

"Oh, you gentlemen, are you here to see me?"

Hearing this familiar self-address, and hearing this shrewd and tactful person who didn't speak to himself, if it weren't for the countless Tingyun beings around them, they would have suspected that this was the real Tingyun.

"Madam, I would like to make some adjustments to your equipment."

However, Sunday also knew that people had some suspicions about him. On the one hand, it was to avoid suspicion, and on the other hand, it was because his own use of the power of harmony was not as good as his companion Wanweike. Therefore, he chose to hand over the tuning work to Wanweike.

"I have no intention of challenging you all. To be on the safe side, let my friend do it. In terms of harmony, Vanvik's expertise is far superior to mine."

"If you are still worried, you are all welcome to control me while he is adjusting the tuning."

"Uh, you don't have to be so honest... it just makes things more complicated for me."

Given what Sunday said, and with so many people here, it would be difficult for Sunday to take any action. Having lost the power of order, he wouldn't make any unwise choices.

Out of politeness and respect for the person in question, Lao Yang inquired about the wishes of the person who was about to undergo tuning.

So that people, though well-intentioned, might end up doing the wrong thing.

"Is Miss Tingyun alright?"

"I'm just going with the flow, so I have no opinion. You all can decide for yourselves."

So, with everyone's tacit approval, Wanwei walked up to Tingyun, who seemed somewhat normal, and extended his hand. As waves of harmonious energy rippled and spread, the tuning officially began.

"excuse me."

Tingyun, experiencing tuning for the first time, suddenly let out a soft cry.

"what..."

However, the sound did not seem to be in pain; it was merely an instinctive surprise at seeing something new.

But for Wanweike, who was adjusting the tuning, it was a different feeling.

At the start of the tuning, Wanweike suddenly felt a blood-red light before his eyes, as if a pool of blood had suddenly appeared in front of him. He could even feel a warm sensation of unknown origin, which made him unable to help but open his eyes while tuning.

But there was no pool of blood in front of him; it seemed that everything was just his imagination.

However, this anomaly did not end there; instead, it intensified.

The crimson color deepened year by year, even transforming into bursts of flames. After enduring the discomfort and waiting for the flames to dissipate, Wanwei was not greeted with the smooth completion of the tuning process. Instead, through the dark filter, he saw Tingyun displaying a smile that was completely out of character for her, tilting her head as she looked at him.

"hehe..."

After making eye contact with Tingyun in the flames, Wanweike felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had been stared at by a snake. He stopped adjusting his instruments and looked at Tingyun in surprise.

"What the hell?"

Chapter 652 Tingyun's Memories, Destroying the Great Lord Huanlong

Although Wanweike knew that the scene just now was an illusion, it was all due to the memories of the Miss Tingyun in front of him brought about by the tuning.

but...

What was that sound just now?

The sound didn't seem to be produced by tuning at all; it sounded more like someone was humming softly in my ear.

Did you hear that sound just now?

However, when faced with Vanwick's question, everyone, even Kiana, looked completely bewildered.

Wanweike glanced at Sunday, and after realizing that Sunday, like everyone else, hadn't heard the sound at all, Wanweike shook his head, assuming it was just his imagination.

"nothing..."

Vanwick raised his hand, intending to adjust the tuning again, but at that moment, Kiana suddenly remembered something very important.

"By the way, if it's a fragment of Tingyun's memory, then Huanlong won't come out with it, will he?"

On Sunday, I was just about to provide an answer, explaining that Kiana's concerns would not come to pass.

But he noticed that the nameless passengers on the Star Train suddenly tensed up, especially the pink-haired girl, March 7th, who suddenly pulled out a roll of tape from somewhere and quickly stuck it to Kiana's mouth, interrupting her from speaking.

The movements were so fluid and natural, as if the other person had done them countless times before.

"No, this tape isn't finished yet." Kiana casually removed the tape from her mouth, looked at the familiar thing, and couldn't help but complain, "I haven't seen it in so long, I thought this tape was long gone."

Sunday and Vanwick, who were not members of the Starry Sky Train, naturally did not understand why everyone was reacting this way, but it was too late to ask now.

Because Wanweike's tuning had already begun, there were no further unexpected events this time. The countless clouds on the street transformed into vibrant flower petals, gathering towards the slightly normal-looking cloud in front of them.

"I never expected that my encounters with you all would always be at a time of embarrassment."

"Have I been impolite in any way?"

After a few days, the number of tails of the clouds has increased dramatically.

No one noticed Tingyun's other growth or changes in temperament; instead, everyone's attention was drawn to Tingyun's tail.

After all, Tingyun's most cherished tail, that fluffy and soft tail that people couldn't bear to touch, had now turned into multiple tails. How could anyone not notice that?

However, besides the flower that appeared in Tingyun, there was also a flame beside her, a flame filled with an aura of destruction.

However, according to Xianzhou, this flame has another name.

岁阳

"My esteemed benefactors, it's been a long time since we last met. Do you still remember me?"

The flames slowly transformed into a human form, and then, a figure identical to Tingyun in everyone's memory appeared before them. Whether it was the single, fluffy tail, the attire personally customized by Tingyun for her appearance as the chief of the Minghuo sect, or the two small fans in her hand, everything was exactly the same as what everyone had seen on the immortal ship.

On the contrary, the numerous tails of the cloud-like creature, which consisted of only a folding fan, seemed almost fake in comparison.

However, it is clear that the Tingyun who appeared later was not Tingyun himself, but the Great Lord of Destruction, Huanlong.

Or perhaps, it's just a hazy fragment of memory within Tingyun's recollection.

March 7th, Xing, and Lao Yang all focused their attention on Kiana.

Although the appearance of this "Illusory Cloud" was due to Tingyun's strong impression of this Great Lord of Destruction in her memories, it also appeared because of Wanweike's tuning.

But people couldn't help but think of Kiana's mouth.

Although the recent attacks happened a long time ago, and the frequency of triggers has not been high recently, everyone still immediately attributed the culprit to Kiana's jinxed words.

Fortunately, the aggression of the illusion before them was not that strong.

At the same time, due to the cloud cover, there were no pedestrians strolling along the street, and no unavoidable damage was caused.

"My benefactor~ why are you all looking at me with that expression?"

The illusory version of Tingyun seemed completely unaware of its own abnormality, maintaining its Tingyun appearance with its tail drooping down, looking pitifully at the people in front of it.

"Your fox tail is showing."

The ethereal version of Tingyun turned around, looked at its fluffy tail, and tilted its head in confusion.

"This humble woman is a fox, and this is the fox's tail."

"That makes a lot of sense."

Until, the two Tingyun looked at each other.

Kiana thought that Huanlong, who existed in Tingyun's memories, would abandon his disguise and launch an offensive against everyone after seeing Tingyun in person.

However, her actions surprised everyone.