Chapter 523

【Dear listeners, welcome to tonight's Interstellar Peace Broadcast. Here are tonight's key updates.】

Female voice: "Recently, an anonymous Masked Fool reported that contraband items linked to the Hunter Star God and the Fertility Star God both originated from the Tianmingzhu Sect."

Male voice: "The Tianmingzhu Sect has sparked a wave of fervor across the Pan-Galactic region. The Luofu Immortal Vessel has held a press conference regarding the sentencing of former Tianmingzhu Sect Patriarch Otto Apocrypha."

Male voice: "The latest economic data from Belobog has been released, showing a year-over-year growth rate of % this quarter, with the market expected to continue recovering."

Female voice: "Countdown to the Harmony Festival has officially begun as of today."

Male voice: "Interstellar Peace Corporation, in collaboration with Penacony and Belobog, is jointly developing a massive Memory Domain to create the cosmic IP 'Who Can Cover My Shift? I Haven't Logged In Yet Today.'"

Female voice: "The cosmic idol White has announced a temporary suspension of cooperation with Interstellar Peace Corporation and has no plans for an official debut. Damn it!!!"

A muddled stream of data noise erupted from the broadcasting device, followed immediately by an inserted advertisement.

On the ceiling of the carriage hung a brilliant whale-shaped chandelier; outside the skylight and several surrounding windows stretched an endless sea of stars.

"Congratulations, Star Passenger, on winning the Aether Front Championship."

Pam, wearing the train attendant uniform and a red conductor's cap, with two floppy ears resting behind her fluffy head, extended her congratulations: "The next stop is Penacony, but there's still a long way to go before your invitation letter's validity expires. If any of you have places you'd like to visit, feel free to suggest them."

Walter adjusted his black-rimmed glasses and said: "I just want to rest properly."

"Same here," March 7 nodded wearily. "It's an irreplaceable memory, but I'm exhausted. I'm going back to my room to rest."

"Then rest well, Pam. Tomorrow, I'll prepare a revitalizing breakfast for all of you, Pam!" Pam resembled a gray lop-eared rabbit, yet as conductor, she was impeccable in every aspect.

Just as the West cannot do without Jerusalem, for this star-traversing train dedicated to exploration, Pam is an indispensable conductor.

"Where's Ji Zi?" Xing looked around.

Dan Heng said: "She's in her room, chatting happily with several people from Uncle Yang's hometown. It's better not to disturb them right now."

Xing nodded and headed toward the carriage: "Then I'll go back and rest too."

"Me too," Su Lin stretched lazily behind Xing. "I'm dead tired after listening to all those closing speeches."

Xing strongly agreed: "Exactly. Why not just deposit the money and rewards directly into my account?"

The two chatted back and forth, completely ignoring the other unnamed passengers standing behind them, watching their backs.

Walter: "."

When did a gray-haired person become one of the passengers on this train?

"Wait!" March 7 stepped in front of them, startled. "How is the Joyful Envoy here too?!"

He suddenly appeared silently and without warning—doesn't that seem suspicious?

Su Lin looked puzzled: "March, what are you talking about? Don't you remember our four-person team saving Belobog and upholding the Preservation Will, then defeating Huanlong to stop Jianmu's rise on the Luofu?"

"Huh?!" March 7 froze.

She turned her gaze to Xing.

"It does sound like that," Xing said.

What are these two talking about?

When did the trio become a quartet? Was there another Star Core beside Xing when he boarded?

"You don't think I'm that gullible, do you?"

Where did this fictional historian even come from? Who are you trying to fool?

"Actually, I've always wanted to experience a Night on the Galactic Railroad."

Su Lin stopped joking and spoke plainly: "Could you spare me an empty carriage to stay in?"

"Ah, if it's about that, you need to ask Pam's opinion," March 7 smiled, gesturing toward Pam.

But then they saw—

Pam frowned, her gaze toward Su Lin brimming with suspicion.

"What?" Su Lin asked, confused.

"If you're a passenger seeking to board, and a friend of theirs, Pam naturally welcomes you," Pam narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing Su Lin's face and casual posture.

"But somehow, you feel like a terrible unnamed passenger."

Su Lin: "."

Has he done anything wicked?

Shouldn't you check his game level? You weren't this strict in the game, Conductor.

"It's making me remember the worst and second-worst unnamed passengers, Pam…"

Pam hesitated, then shook her head: "My apologies—that's not what I meant. Just don't enter the engine room or cause any damage, and I have no objections!"

Xing looked at Su Lin.

Somehow, Pam's intuition was more terrifying than imagined.

"Thank you, Conductor."

Su Lin stepped before Pam, picked her up, and ruffled her fur vigorously, then pulled out a stack of vinyl records before she could get angry: "A gift for the great Conductor."

"D-Don't ever disrespect the Conductor like that again! Take it!" Pam hugged the records tightly, both angry and delighted as she walked away.

Su Lin smiled, pulled out his phone, took a few photos to mark the scenic carriage, then handed the Heavenly Fire Sacred Judgment to Xing: "As agreed, the champion's gift."

Xing's eyes sparkled as he seized the twin guns and immediately transformed them into a greatsword form.

"Uncle Yang, look! My triple transformation!"

"As long as you're happy, just don't swing that dangerous thing around inside the train…"

Walter sighed, then turned to Su Lin: "Since you first approached Xing and the Star Rail, since the commotion you caused on Belobog, since you exposed the existence of the Light God to the world, and finally since you turned your attention to me—from another universe—to help gather the Divine Keys, you—"

"What is your connection to Otto and the Tianmingzhu Sect?"

Su Lin kept smiling, but his mood had turned strangely uneasy.

"If I said all this was coincidence, would you believe me?"

"."

Walter fell silent for a moment, then picked up his cane and said, "I only want to say that this is over. I welcome you if you wish to travel alongside us for a while, but please stop targeting the Star Rail and the Nameless Ones."

"Of course, I swear it in the name of Hope," Su Lin raised his hand in oath.

Walter's expression softened slightly, as if he understood something, gave a slight nod, then turned and left.

Watching the man's back, Su Lin sighed helplessly, then picked up a door card and headed for an empty room in the rest car.

Here too, there was a massive viewing window revealing the deep void of space and twinkling stars; nebulae slowly rotated like giant colored bubbles.

He could create the same wonder, could build a Galactic Train just as well—but.

"Artificially made things sometimes lack the beauty of those formed naturally."

He snapped his fingers, briefly arranged the room, then played a melodious violin piece. Su Lin lay on the bed and glanced at the back of his right hand.

Under the bright light, there was not a trace left.

"Is she still sane?" Su Lin lowered his arm, gazed at the endless starry sky, and ruffled his hair. "Could that damn Luck God have interfered with her mind to cause me trouble?"

The next day, Xing knocked loudly on Su Lin's door, but there was no response.

"The association's member benefit has arrived."

Xing knocked and called out, "Hello? Please, my other self, come out and sign for it."

But soon, she noticed the door wasn't locked.

"He seems to have left. There's a teleportation gate left inside."

Xing stepped out holding a white cubic box: "Guess I'll have to give it to him another day. Let me show you around other cars."

Yi Leina, White Zunzhe, Fang Zheng, and others had decided to tour the Star Rail today. If Xing hadn't mentioned it, they wouldn't have known Su Lin had reserved a permanent room here.

"What's this association benefit?" Yi Leina pointed at the box in Xing's hands.

"A member souvenir from the Clara Protection Association," Xing pulled open the zipper, revealing her own identical outfit, then gave a thumbs-up. "Plus Clara's portrait, a rabbit doll, and footprint impressions!"

Song Shuhang's eyes lit up: "Senior Su Lin is also—"

Before he could finish, he shivered sharply, caught a glimpse of Yi Leina's sidelong glance, and swallowed the rest of his words whole.

Yi Leina picked up the card on the gift box and read slowly:

"To thank the Great Star God of Hope for answering the ultimate wishes of its members, descending a divine miracle to ensure Miss Clara's smile remains forever sunny, her feet never touching any filth, and her body never harmed by any thing."

"Special gift issued to all members on the 'Miracle' commemorative day. Dedicated to Lifetime Member Professor Su Lin, who proposed this initiative."

"This pervert. Lolicon."

Shentian Trading Company

In the spacious cavern at the very top, layers of forest on the mountain had turned crimson from frost, as if dyed.

"Only you, Emperor Yan, are truly capable—even with all these beauties gathered, you manage everything with perfect order."

Ye Fan clapped in praise, then lifted a cup of Wu Dao tea and offered it: "I heard from Master Yao that you confessed voluntarily?"

"Oh, nothing much. What I've done, I won't deny. But—" Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan raised the teacup and sighed: "I am utterly devoted to Xun'er. This situation arose purely by accident. But I take full responsibility—I am a father now. Once I find a way to calm Xun'er and Cailin's anger, I'll return."

"But if we're talking about capability, you, Ye Tian Di, are truly impressive—you managed to invite several beauties to gather in Shentian City, and even brought them here to shop at Shentian Trading Company?!"

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan's eyes flickered with surprise and disbelief.

Ye Fan sneered and said:

"Kids make choices. I want them all. We're all adults—not some green boys who've never even dated."

"It was Wei Gong Shilang's multi-track tutorial on time management that inspired me on this point."

"Time management lives up to its reputation."

Wei Gong Shilang, expressionless, arranged cold cuts on a plate. Yet an unseen crimson gaze fixed on him, making his spine inexplicably chill.

It had been meant only as a method to care for children—why had it become so twisted in Ye Fan's hands?

That was originally just a trick thought up to take care of children, yet it became completely distorted in Ye Fan's hands.

When will those bastards from the Parallel Worlds come to pick up the kids?

Every time he asked Yan Ban Lin to help locate the children's families from the Parallel Worlds, she always dodged with excuses or claimed the Jewel Sword was malfunctioning.

If this continues, those kids will truly start seeing him as their real father—

Though biologically speaking, he truly is their biological father.

Wei Gong Shilang looked at Ye Fan: "I'm going to work overtime to complete the million-blade weapon order for the Immortal Boat trial."

"Hard work!" Ye Fan nodded, encouragingly.

Wei Gong Shilang: "..."

"Hold on—I'm already thinking of a solution!" Ye Fan added.

Wei Gong Shilang walked toward the forging workshop, where flames roared, the clang of hammers and the hiss of red-hot metal plunged into water rose in constant succession.

It was less a weapon-forging factory than a furnace—and Wei Gong Shilang, now immersed within it, was like—

Rather than calling it a forge for crafting artifacts, it might as well be called a furnace, and at this moment Weigong Shilang, who has thrown himself into it, is like.

"A bowl of warm wine, a dish of fennel beans, and four jin of cooked beef."

Su Lin propped his legs on the jade table and spoke to the Hua 3.0 service bot, equipped with Stark Industries AI:

"One duck egg for the Dragon Boat Festival, half a jin of hometown yangmei, and open a few oysters. Oh, where can I buy oranges? I'll go get some for them."

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan's lip twitched: "Are you testing who failed their nine-year compulsory education?!"

He, Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan, had at least graduated and worked in society before his transmigration—he was an educated man!

"So why did you call me here?" Su Lin yawned, wrapped in his blanket, and asked. "I was about to arrange a few marriages for a close friend."

"So why did you call me here?" Su Lin yawned, wrapping the sheet around himself, and asked, "I was just about to arrange a few matchmakings for a close friend."

"No," Su Lin thought for a moment, then added: "Not yet."

The last two words were unnecessary.

The last two characters are redundant.

Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan instinctively stepped back, only to find Meng Qi supporting him from behind, and only then did he realize he hadn't yet done what needed doing.

Once bitten by Su, ten years afraid of Su Yulin.

Think carefully—he seemed to have no more thunder to explode; what was there to fear?

"Cough, cough. Speaking of feelings and marriage," Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan coughed twice, cleared his throat, and grinned mischievously:

"Buddy, you and our group's two gorgeous girls traveled back in time and spent so long together inside that tree—did anything classic, clichéd, traditional happen?"

"Yes," Su Lin nodded expressionlessly. "We slept under the same blanket for a long time."

Ru Hua brought the food over. Su Lin dipped his fingers in wine and scribbled on the table, while Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan, utterly unprepared for Su Lin's bluntness, killed the topic instantly.

"Mainly, last time we went to your place, your parents also brought up your lifelong partner issue," Meng Qi picked up the awkwardly stalled conversation from Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan. "Even though they didn't know then you were a powerful cultivator, don't let waiting become regret."

"If there's a Miss you like, grab her early—let your parents rest easy. You know what kind of 'rest easy' I mean?"

"Born from Mom," Su Lin scratched his ear. "What's the real matter?"

Ye Fan also nodded. "That's it. Let's chat privately. As for any Holy Maiden or Imperial Princess from these Sacred Zones—if you've got your eye on one, I'll help you kidnap her tomorrow morning and night."

"Can't you just say it straight?" Su Lin packed up his things and made as if to stand and leave.

"When did your insight get so sharp?" Ye Fan offered an awkward but polite smile. "The Immortal Vessel trade is going smoothly."

Isn't that a good thing?

"A single Immortal Vessel has over a hundred billion people."

"And then?"

Su Lin looked at Ye Fan in confusion.

"Orders have exceeded capacity. Goods and resources are piling up. Production and cash flow can't keep up. It'll take a long time to clear." Ye Fan said.

Su Lin laughed. "Then take your time? You don't seriously want to borrow the Heavenly Court's Ministry of Works? They're already swamped with post-disaster reconstruction."

Ye Fan shook his head, rubbed his fingers together, and smiled:

"Bro, the Tiancheng Token."

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