Eat, eat, eat starting from the Star Sky Railway Star God!

In fact, the generalissimo didn't know.

Everyone on the train was not as simple as she thought.

Pioneer, the body of the star core.

March 7th is blessed by many star gods and has an unknown background, so he is definitely not an ordinary person.

Not to mention Tazuyus. If she wasn't sealed now, her strength would be enough to be called the T0 level of the train.

After all, Trufg was still inexperienced, and her intelligence network was not strong enough to see through a person's true nature at will.

For example, although she now knows what color pants the ten people in Shixin were wearing this morning, she doesn't know where the train will go in the next second.

Intelligence is intelligence, but intelligence is also transmitted and produced by people.

In the present state of the train, there were no more than twenty passengers.

It is impossible for the community to have nothing to do and place some intelligence personnel on it.

There is a saying in some less developed civilizations:

Even the best hackers cannot hack into a computer without internet access.

Of course, this statement is basically bullshit to the Punklords.

Because these people who rely on Ethernet editing can hack into your computer without the Internet.

In short, a train is like an isolated island in the universe. You never know where it will appear in the next second.

"Hey, Miss Messenger, aren't you going to come out for a drink? I remember I invited the Starry Sky Train, but I don't think the Flowing Light Memory Courtyard is included?"

As the number one person under the Star God, Trufg discovered the mirror hidden in the corner as soon as he walked into the hall.

Out of politeness, Trufg decided to say hello to the little girl in his memory and then put her in jail.

But surprisingly, there was no messenger lady in the mirror.

There was only an empty mirror space, and inside the space there was a small note that read:

The house has been rented out. If you need to rent it, please contact this number...

"..."

My goodness, why are the people from Yiting so spineless?

You don't even dare to sneak across the border, I look down on you!

Truffg was exhausted because he couldn't find any fun.

At the same time, I felt hot all over and wanted to start a lustful fantasy on the spot.

The pharmacist must be happy, but I want it too! The eldest is so cute and handsome.

He is calm and has a kind of wisdom called eldership.

Why am I not the God of Fertility? Trufg wanted to roll around on the sofa to vent his dissatisfaction.

But considering that he is nearly two meters tall, his image would collapse once he starts rolling, and it is not in line with his temperament.

Don't say that what others see is disgusting, you yourself see it disgusting too.

In the end, I had no choice but to give up and wait until I got back to leave.

"Luckily, I've seen what my boss looks like now. Even if I can't make games, I can still make dolls and play with them! It's not allowed for public use, but it doesn't say it can't be used privately."

Just as Trufger was imagining replacing the pharmacist with himself in the next room.

Suddenly, a very pure voice came into the ears of the marshals, which instantly woke them up from the filthy world.

"Marshal sister, are you okay?" March 7 came back from outside with a pile of clothes. She looked at Trufg, who was sitting on the sofa with a confused look on his face, and asked with concern.

She always felt that this older sister seemed to be thinking about something bad, and her expression was somewhat obscene and evil.

There seemed to be some saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm just thinking about what kind of fish to eat for dinner."

"Does Sister Marshal like to eat fish?"

"I like it very much, but it's a pity that I can't eat real fish."

"Ah... well, isn't a fish just a fish? And isn't there something that isn't a real fish?"

"When you grow up, you will understand. This is the pain of being an adult."

"By the way, Sister Marshal, do you and Acheng know each other?" March 7th suddenly thought of something and said with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

Sensing that there might be something fun to watch, Trufg looked at March Seven with eyes that almost lit up.

"That's right. I don't know how many years I have known Him. It's not an exaggeration for me to call Him Dad."

"What a weird relationship!" March 7 felt that what Marshal Trufg said became so strange.

Who is older and who is younger?!

"Don't worry about it, March 7th. What do you want to ask me for? Sister Marshal knows everything! After all, I am a monster who has lived for countless Amber Ages. I know everything, both serious and not serious."

"Then I'd better ask some serious questions."

San Yueqi put the clothes on the sofa and then took them off one by one.

"Sister Marshal, you said you and Ah Cheng have known each other for a long time, so can I ask you what kind of outfit Ah Cheng likes? What does he usually wear?"

My true self usually doesn't wear clothes...

Trufger wanted to give a funny answer, but he didn't think the other party would believe him.

It is also possible for this little girl to speak ill of herself to my God.

"Why don't you wear something that shows off your figure? No man would reject a beautiful young girl who trusts you unconditionally!"

"My figure is not that good to be honest. It's not as good as Xing's or Jizi's."

"That's not right."

"What do you think of my figure?" Trufg stood up from the sofa at once. His two-meter-tall figure really gave March Seven a sense of oppression.

“You’re in great shape, too.”

"I know it's fine, but I want you to know that my current outfit doesn't suit my figure?"

March 7th observed carefully and found that although Trufg stood very tall, he covered himself tightly in his coat, especially the set of military boots, which no one liked.

The Community's military coat is very handsome, but that's the problem. Trufg is not wearing a military coat, but an ordinary coat, which is very simple.

This didn't match the gorgeous golden boots she was wearing.

"Lesiviya once said that I have bad taste. I would say her taste is not that good either. When she and I went on a business trip to Ocean Star, I asked her to wear stockings and a swimsuit, but she was so shy. In the end, she slapped me in the face and called me a hooligan."

"Maybe the judge doesn't like such revealing clothes. Everyone has different preferences. Maybe he is more conservative~"

Conservative, this guy Lesivia just looks serious, but who knows what he will dress like in private when playing games.

How conservative can someone who can play with lustful fantasies be?

Truffger scoffed, but she did have poor taste, even though she didn't admit it.

But if you slack off too much, you will always learn some weird things.

"There's nothing special about your figure. No matter how good you are, they are all the same. But matching can make everyone have their own characteristics."

"Listen to me, don't wear baggy clothes. The advantages of your figure are mainly reflected in your upper body. You can just bare your legs for the lower body, but don't make your upper body too revealing."

Trufg picked out a few pieces from the pile of clothes and carefully put together the styles of several outfits.

Finally, I picked out a piece of clothing that I thought was most suitable for March 7th.

"This... Marshal sister, you should just sit here and watch me." March Seventh looked at the wonderful combination in Trufg's hand and fell into deep thought.

In the end, I politely declined the other party's enthusiastic help.