Chapter 138: Surreal Simulation

San Yue Qi gently closed the Party Carriage door, turned around, and looked at the three waiting in the corridor—Jizi, Walther and Dan Heng, who was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

The star still slept in the room, unaware of what was about to happen.

San Yue Qi took a deep breath, nodded at Jizi and Walther, her small face showing obvious tension, as if she herself were about to face judgment.

Walther pushed his glasses, his steady gaze swept over the closed carriage door, and after a moment of contemplation said, "Dan Heng, you stay here. The situation inside is unclear; not everyone needs to go in."

He was considering that if an unexpected situation arose, someone would be needed outside for support and vigilance.

Dan Heng nodded, said nothing more, and simply straightened his posture, his sharp eyes attentively watching the surroundings.

Walther and Jizi exchanged a glance, each seeing the gravity in the other's eyes.

Jizi lightly adjusted her skirt, while Walther once again checked his cane.

Then, led by San Yue Qi, Walther and Jizi followed closely behind, pushing open the Party Carriage door again.

Inside the carriage, Chang Ye Yue still sat in her previous seat, as if she had never moved.

She toyed with the cup in her hand, and the crimson eyes, at the moment the door opened, precisely fell on the three newcomers.

Her gaze first swept quickly over Walther and Jizi with a hint of scrutiny, and when it finally rested on the nervous San Yue Qi, a trace of softness flickered deep in her eyes.

Jizi was indeed surprised inside.

Although she had glimpsed her from afar through the observation window before, seeing Chang Ye Yue up close made the feeling—so similar yet completely different from San Yue Qi—much clearer.

It was as if all of San Yue Qi's lively, bright colors had been stripped away, replaced by a mysterious, even slightly dangerous black‑red tone, yet the facial features and figure seemed molded from a single mold.

San Yue Qi stood like a child who had done something wrong, head down, fingers twisting, silently moving to the side‑back of Walther and Jizi, unwilling to meet Chang Ye Yue's eyes.

Chang Ye Yue drank the last drop of liquid in the cup, gracefully placed the empty cup on the bar, producing a crisp, light sound.

A faint smile curled at the corner of her mouth, outlining a slightly mysterious grin, and she was the first to break the silence:

"First formal meeting, both of you."

Her voice carried that unique tone, "I am Chang Ye Yue, San Yue Qi's elder sister."

Her gaze shifted back to San Yue Qi, the look as if saying "See, I told you it would be fine," letting San Yue Qi's taut nerves relax just a little.

Then her eyes returned to Walther and Jizi, the crimson eyes calm and inquisitive, awaiting their response.

Past World Paradise

Hua stopped in front of a simple, faintly glowing door while exploring the newly added area of Letu.

On the wall beside the door, clear lettering read:

"Surreal Simulation" — let you experience a wondrous world!

(Surreal Simulation?)

A hint of doubt rose in Hua's mind.

(Is it like a training ground, but more… fanciful?)

She has always adhered to a pragmatic attitude, instinctively questioning such a flashy‑sounding function.

But curiosity, and as a warrior's regard for any chance to improve strength or encounter new things, still made her reach out.

The door slid inward silently.

Inside appeared to be just an empty room, four smooth walls, with no superfluous decorations.

Hua stepped in cautiously.

The moment her feet entered the room, a soft blue beam swept down from above, covering her entire body!

Hua's body tensed instantly, instinctively assuming a defensive stance, thinking she had triggered some defense mechanism or been attacked.

However, the expected attack never came. A flat electronic tone rang in the room:

"Identity verification successful. Target identified: 'Floating Life' Hua."

"Special related person marker confirmed. Environmental parameters adjusting…"

(Verification? Special related person?)

Hua grew even more confused.

What special connection does she have with this so‑called "Surreal Simulation"?

Immediately after, a translucent panel materialized before her.

The interface on the panel was simple and clear, with "Scene Selection" at the top, and several options listed below:

Black Tower Space Station (Status: Available)

Beloberg (Status: Available)

Luofu Xianzhou (Status: Available)

(More scenes under development…)

Each option had a simple icon and brief description, e. g., beside Black Tower Space Station a floating star model, description: "Experience the Genius Club's intellectual crystal, feel the frontier of star‑sea research (be careful not to tamper with experimental equipment)";

Beside Beloberg a silhouette of wind, snow, and a mechanical city, description: "Experience the resilience and revival of an ice‑bound world, feel the Preservation spirit (keep warm)";

Luofu Xianzhou showed a massive ship and ginkgo leaves, description: "Stroll the millennial Xianzhou, savor the Long-lived Race's culture and conflicts (obey local regulations)".

Hua looked at these completely unfamiliar place names and descriptions, her brows slightly furrowed.

These places she had never heard of, seemingly real regions in this new universe.

(Simulating other worlds' environments? To let us understand this new universe faster?)

She speculated on the purpose of this function.

(Choose one… and experience it firsthand?)

For them, who were unfamiliar with the surroundings, it was undoubtedly a highly valuable feature.

Hua pondered briefly, extended a finger, hesitating among the options.

Should she pick the tech‑heavy "Black Tower Space Station", the snow‑bound "Beloberg" that endures the storm, or the "Luofu Xianzhou"?

Her fingertip finally drifted slowly toward one of the options…

Perspective shift.

Bai Hang and Xi Tong walked side by side along the brilliantly lit street, the atmosphere a few degrees colder than the night breeze of Luofu.

Bai Hang felt completely uneasy, replaying the near‑disaster in their mind, and even their glances at the System Landlord beside them were tinged with caution.

The System, still wearing its flat‑faced "cruel landlord" expression, kept a steady stride, as if nothing had happened.

(What kind of shopping is this… it's practically a stroll through an execution ground.)

Bai Hang sighed inwardly, trying to find a topic to break the deadlock, "Um… Xi Tong Jie, do you see that newly opened dessert shop over there? It looks decent?"

The System, upon hearing that, scanned the cute‑decorated shop, its face unchanged, but its tone carried its character's usual pickiness: "Excessive sugar intake can cause skin glycation, accelerating data… uh, I mean, accelerating aging. Moreover, that shop's logo lacks aesthetic harmony, its color saturation is too high, which can cause visual fatigue."

Bai Hang: "…"

(Fine, never mind what I said.)

To ease the suffocating awkwardness, the System seemed to activate some "social assistance protocol," and in its flat tone began a joke: "Why doesn't the Star Chariot get lost in space?"

Bai Hang froze for a moment, then instinctively replied, "…Why?"

"Because it has a 'star' navigator."

The System said it expressionlessly, then waited quietly for the expected laughter.

"…" Bai Hang's mouth twitched slightly, feeling the surrounding temperature drop another three degrees.

The joke was so cold that even Jing Liu felt inferior.

(Help… the atmosphere just got colder!)