Star Railway: I have told you, I am not Otto

Star Dome Train.

After communicating with Ji Zi, Walter received the message. The message was sent by "Qingdao", the assistant of Shence Mansion. It probably meant that in order to thank the train crew members for their help to Luofu, Jingyuan represented Luofu and served as the star. Qiong Train prepared a gift and invited members of the train crew to come to Shence Mansion to talk about it.

Walter readily agreed, but he was a little confused, always feeling that his brain was dizzy, as if he had forgotten something.

The last time he felt this way, it was a roadside vendor selling "Big Lion Balls" on the side of the road in his native world...

"What's wrong Walter?"

Seeing this, Ji Zi asked,

"Did you encounter any difficulties?"

"No...it's just that I always feel like I've overlooked someone very important..."

Walter held his chin and thought for a while, then said,

"But since I forgot, it shouldn't be anything too important... By the way, Jizi, we are going to meet General Jingyuan later, do you want to come with us?"

"me?"

Jizi picked up the coffee and took a sip, then smiled and said,

"Anyway, the train is at Luofu Airport now, so there is no need to worry about safety issues... Of course I also want to visit the Fairy Boat, which is known as the 'ship of gourmet food'."

"Okay, let's get ready early."

Walter nodded and said,

"The time proposed by Miss Qingdao is ten o'clock tomorrow morning... everyone should prepare first."

Seeing that it was finally time to discuss merit and reward, March 7th couldn't be happy anymore. She sat on the sofa and lay on Xing's lap, looking uninterested.

"what happened?"

Noticing the abnormality of March Qi, Xing asked March Qi.

"Well...I still care about Fumeng..."

March 7 scratched his head and said,

"It should be regarded as a kind of telepathy between beautiful girls. I can feel that the importance of 'Tingyun' to Fumeng is no less important than yours to me... It's really hard for me to imagine now that she left behind What will it be like to take care of the real 'Ting Yun' in Bai Lu's clinic..."

It's always like this on March 7th, when it comes to issues related to friends, you are particularly concerned.

"Um……"

Xing thought for a while and then said,

"Then how about we go see her now?"

"But... doesn't it say in the books that in the early stages of something happening, the heroine should be allowed to realize it on her own?"

March Qi scratched her hair in distress and said,

"At this point, I don't know if I should go see her... Xing, what do you think?"

Faced with the question of March 7, Xing Zhen thought carefully for a long time before coming to his own opinion and said:

"I think...it's right to give her time to calm down by herself, but as friends, we can't just watch and wait until tomorrow. After Uncle Yang meets with the general, we can buy some snacks and go together. Look at her."

"……Um."

Regarding Xing's proposal, March 7 nodded in agreement.

"Don't forget to take me with you then?"

Ji Zi also came over and said,

"Whether I am a teacher or a navigator, I have the responsibility to take good care of your mental health... But speaking of it, May-kun, it seems that I have already gone to see Fumeng-san in advance."

"……Eh?"

And in May... on the Luofu, what did you do after you woke up from your dream with two slaps?

He and Prometheus witnessed the power of [Reproduction (Astringent)] and [Immortality (Endurance)] in the Thousand Worlds One Vehicle...

……

The next day.

Walter and others had just arrived when they saw Yanqing at the door of Shence Mansion, who had been beaten for some reason with a bruised nose and face, holding a purple sword and playing chess with Jingyuan, who had almost recovered.

"Woooo...Jiang...Jiang Sniper..."

Yanqing, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, said vaguely to Jingyuan in front of him,

"Hmm... stew the shrimps with a little bit of cloth to remove the dirt... break the plums... throw people into a chokehold..."

"Hey, Yan Qing doesn't know something."

Jing Yuan waved his hand, picked up a war chess piece, took a step forward, and said,

"The Shen Ce Mansion has been completely occupied by documents and files to be approved... Fu Qing is fighting fiercely with the 'clerk' there, killing and killing her. It's better not to go in and disturb her."

"Well……"

Yan Qing sniffed, but fortunately no one came to the gate of Shence Mansion under normal circumstances, so it saved him the last bit of face.

Yanqing picked up the gun chess piece and ate the war chess piece Jing Yuan had just played. Then he looked at Jing Yuan and was about to signal that it was his turn, but his eyes suddenly widened.

Because Yanqing clearly saw that Jing Yuan's hand, which was about to play chess, suddenly shook, and then... Yanqing's rook chess piece disappeared out of thin air.

Before Yan Qing could exclaim, Jing Yuan stood up leisurely and said with a smile,

"Yanqing, get up first, our guests have left."

Yanqing followed Jing Yuan's gaze and saw himself and Jing Yuan, who were staring blankly at themselves and Jing Yuan playing chess at the entrance of Shence Mansion...

"Jiang...Jiang Sniper!"

Yan Qing let out a soft cry, quickly covered his face, and hid behind Jing Yuan, not daring to raise his head.

There's nothing I can do about it, his current appearance is really... eye-catching.

"Ha, fellow pioneers, although I appreciate you coming as promised, this is not the place to talk after all. Come on, how about we go to the pavilion over there to chat?"

Jing Yuan calmly put the Che Chess he had just stolen from Yan Qing into his pocket, smiled at the development team, and then walked to the small pavilion not far away in front of the gate of Shence Mansion.

"Uh...ahem."

Walter coughed twice, consciously not asking about the scene he just saw, and said,

"Of course, General."

Jing Yuan glanced at Yan Qing and signaled that he could leave first, then turned around and walked towards the small pavilion first.

Yan Qing, Rumeng Dahe, quickly put away the chess game he and Jing Yuan had just played, and quickly fled from this place of right and wrong.

Ji Zi, who came with the development team to meet Jing Yuan, saw Yan Qing with a bruised nose and swollen face, and instinctively wanted to step forward to ask about his condition, but was stopped by Walter.

"But... that child seems to be seriously injured."

Jizi looked at Walter doubtfully, gestured to the toolbox in her hand, and said,

"I brought some medical supplies that might help him."

"Um……"

Walter thought about it in his mind for a long time, and then said,

"Ji Zi, you don't have to worry about his affairs. Little brother Yanqing is practicing...well, practicing."

"Practice?"

"That's right, the skill at the same level as the 'Yang Sit-ups' is called...'Qing Gong's Coffin Floating'."