I've died 47 times in this game, so I've decided to sell it.

A pair of red, tear-filled eyes peeked out from between her fingers. The eyes blinked, then blinked again, and the pupils suddenly dilated.

Dan Heng also looked surprised.

Walter's hand, which was wiping his glasses, froze in mid-air; he had taken the glasses off but forgot to put them back on.

Xing reacted the fastest.

She rushed out from the corner and ran straight to Qiye.

She looked up at him and spoke with a smile.

"Good man, I knew you were alright."

Before Qiye could even swallow the biscuit in his mouth, Xing had already poked his arm with his index finger.

Then she turned to March 7th and announced:

"It's solid, not a ghost!"

March 7th has passed.

Her eyes were still red.

She walked up to Qi Ye, grabbed him by the collar without saying a word, and pulled him in front of her.

"You're not dead?!"

"Well..." Qiye chuckled dryly, "It's a long story."

"Do you even know we've arranged a funeral for you?!"

"I saw it, it was done very well, and the photos were well chosen."

"Is that the important point?!"

The sound of March 7th is all split.

"You're not dead, why didn't you come back sooner!"

Do you know how much I cried just now?!

Qi Ye looked down at her.

He suddenly didn't know what to say.

I'm sorry? Actually, I died again, but I was resurrected?

Just now, I fell into Onphalos, touched the chest of a purple-haired beauty, and then she killed me?

These words don't sound like something a person could say.

"this,"

Qi Ye scratched the back of his head and gave a somewhat embarrassed smile.

"It's a little secret of mine."

"Another little secret?"

March 7th loosened his grip a little, but still didn't let go.

His facial expression kept switching between "wanting to punch him" and "wanting to hit him".

Everyone has a little secret, right?

Estelle walked quickly over from the side, still clutching the speech she had just finished reading.

Upon seeing the unharmed Qiye, the sorrowful expression on her face immediately changed.

She walked up to Qiye, looked him over carefully, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

“Mr. Qiye, it’s so good that you’re back alive.”

On behalf of all the staff of the Black Tower Space Station…

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

Qi Ye quickly waved her hand, "No need to be so formal."

"How can this be a trivial matter?"

"It's nothing."

Qi Ye leaned forward and lowered her voice.

"Of course, if you really feel bad about it, station manager, you can give me some compensation."

Credits are fine. I'm not picky.

Estella paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Okay, I'll have the finance department handle the payment later..."

Himeko and Welt walked out of the crowd.

The two walked up to Qiye, and Walter looked at him intently for a long while.

Then he reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"Thank you for saving March 7th and Star."

Qi Ye scratched the back of his head, a little embarrassed:

"It was just something I did."

"Blocking lasers is not an easy task."

Walter spoke seriously

"If no one had blocked that laser, both March 7th and Star would have died."

"You saved both of them."

Qi Ye was a little embarrassed by the praise and scratched the back of his head:

"Actually, I didn't think that much about it. I just wanted to push them both away, and then—I was careless and didn't dodge."

Himeko smiled upon seeing this, exchanged a glance with Welt, and then looked back at Sumire with a serious expression:

“Mr. Qiye, since you are a businessman who travels between different worlds to do business.”

"Interested in making the Star Train your new base?"

Qi Ye was stunned for a moment.

"The train will continue to open up new worlds,"

Himeko continued.

“Every world is a new market, a new customer, and a new business opportunity.”

Your light cone business can reach anywhere.

Walter adjusted his glasses and continued the conversation:

"Moreover, the Star Train needs someone who can liven up the atmosphere."

"With you here, the train journey probably won't be boring anymore."

Kiyo looked at Himeko, then at Walter.

Then I turned my head and looked at March 7th, who was still glaring at me angrily.

He suddenly felt that, compared to a person being randomly resurrected in different worlds, this was far more appealing.

Getting randomly killed by all sorts of things, it seems like being with this group of people isn't so bad.

“Okay,” he said. “Deal.”

Himeko smiled.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Xing turned and walked towards Estella.

"Station Master Estella."

Estella was whispering to the finance clerk about the payroll.

Hearing Xing call her name, she turned around with a smile on her face:

"What's wrong, Xing?"

"I also want compensation."

Estelle blinked, not refusing, but simply asking good-naturedly:

"Oh? What kind of reward do you want?"

"The same pay as good people."

Xing thought for a moment and then added a sentence.

"I'll take as many as he has."

Estella laughed out loud.

She looked at the gray-haired girl in front of her, carrying a baseball bat and with a serious expression, and nodded.

Okay, I promise you.

Once the financial accounting is completed, the rescue bonuses will be distributed to the Starry Sky Train.

You and Mr. Qiye each receive one, the amount is the same.

"Yay!"

Xing slammed the bat on the ground, raised his hands, and flashed an extremely bright smile.

Estella smiled, looked at the stars, and made a victory sign, then suddenly her gaze froze.

Her gaze involuntarily shifted upwards slightly.

It moved to the top of the star's head.

A line of numbers floated there.

The number jumped from "Affection Level 60" to "80".

The reason for the change was stated in the column.

"The station manager is very generous and a good person, second only to a good person."

"What a kind person! The station manager is more generous than you!"

"How much did she pay you to betray us?!"

"Qiye called out from afar."

"They haven't given her a specific number yet! But she agreed!"

"You'd betray me if I agreed?!"

Xing tilted her head and thought for a moment, then answered seriously:

"That's called assessing the situation and making judgments."

Chapter 16 was sold to someone else.

Just as Qi Ye was about to have a good talk with Xing about what it meant to assess the situation, a crisp sound suddenly came from beside her feet.

"Hey kid! You're the one who came back from the dead?"

Qi Ye turned her head, but saw nothing.

He paused for a moment, then looked down half a meter before seeing a black tower doll standing with its hands on its hips, glaring up at him.

She was less than half a person tall, with rounded joints and a delicate little face.

His expression, however, was arrogant and smug, as if the height difference didn't exist at all.

"Ms. Black Tower?" Qi Ye asked instinctively.

"Who else could it be?"

Have you ever met another person so adorable and intelligent?

Black Tower rolled his eyes.