Chapter 170: Who Are You?

Star Rail.

Heimu sinks comfortably into the sofa, ash‑white long hair spilling like a waterfall.

In front of her, several Light Screens float silently; one clearly shows a surveillance feed from inside Letu: Mei Bi Wu Si, disguised as a green‑haired "little girl", smiling innocently and speaking gently, leading a bewildered Xi Lian down the corridor that leads to her personal laboratory.

On the screen, Xi Lian's pink hair tips sway lightly with each step, her azure eyes filled only with hope of finding an exit, unaware that she is heading toward a snake's lair.

Heimu's violet‑black eyes watch the scene calmly, her doll‑like face expressionless, only her fingertips tapping lightly on the sofa armrest.

(Mei Bi Wu Si… moves so fast.)

This outcome is unsurprising.

When Xi Lian entered Le Tu, especially when her aura, highly similar to Ailixiya's, was detected, Heimu anticipated that this person would never let such a conveniently delivered "research sample" go.

"Direct deep study… indeed her style," Heimu murmurs to herself, her voice unusually clear in the spacious carriage.

"But Xi Lian won't work."

Direct intervention? Like forcing the system to eject Xi Lian? Or sending a Warning to Mei Bi Wu Si?

Heimu shakes her head slightly.

The former is too brutal, could disrupt Le Tu's delicate balance and make this "landlord" seem lacking in style; the latter… for someone like Mei Bi Wu Si, a Warning would likely only provoke a stronger rebellious spirit.

While Heimu is pondering, she suddenly senses an abnormal fluctuation emanating from the train's data layer.

It's not system operation, but more like data infiltration.

She shifts her gaze from the Le Tu surveillance screen to the interface representing the train's real‑time status.

A series of parallel‑encrypted access logs flash by, pointing to the access coordinates… Observation Carriage?

(Oh? Guests?)

A hint of amusement flickers in Heimu's eyes.

Inside the Star Core Hunter's base.

Kafuka has just received a new directive from Ailiou; she lifts her glass gracefully, takes a sip, and a trace of doubt flashes in her deep eyes.

"Proceed to Xianzhou 'Luofu', inform the Star Rail… this Node seems to be earlier than anticipated."

She murmurs softly, her fingertips unconsciously tapping the cup's rim.

Ailiou's Script is always precise, rarely altered on the fly, unless a Variable arises that can disturb fate.

She almost immediately thought of that name—the hard‑to‑pin down "Ms. Heimu."

Her existence itself is the greatest uncertainty.

Kafuka drains the remaining wine, her face regaining a composed smile.

In any case, executing Ailiou's Script is her mission.

She turns to the other side of the room, where Silver Wolf is intently staring at several Light Screens, fingers dancing across the Virtual Keyboard, immersed in a game.

"Silver Wolf, I need a favor," Kafuka's voice is gentle yet unrefusable.

"Hm?" Silver Wolf doesn't lift his head, fingers still moving, "Speak."

"Project me in data form, transmit me in real time to the Star Rail, Observation Carriage. Now."

"Now?"

Silver Wolf finally stops his operation, raises an eyebrow, a hint of surprise on his face, "So urgent? According to earlier calculations, the 'formal greeting' act with the Train Group shouldn't be for a while yet?"

Kafuka sighs lightly, her tone tinged with helplessness: "The Script seems to have some… tweaks. After all, Ms. Heimu's existence is an unignorable Variable."

She pauses, "Ailiou believes some segments need to be advanced ahead of schedule."

"Fine, you're the director, I'll follow your lead."

Silver Wolf shrugs, says no more.

For her, carrying out technical tasks is more interesting than being tangled in plot changes.

She quickly pulls up several interfaces, her hands fluttering like butterflies among flowers, and the Light Screens begin streaming complex data flows and coordinate parameters.

"Coordinate lock… Star Rail, Observation Carriage. Establishing a stable Data Link channel… requires the receiving environment over there to be relatively stable and free of strong interference. Done, the passage is set up, ready for 'entry' at any time. Need any entrance effects? Lightning? Petals? Or flowing light?"

"Keep it simple."

Kafuka smooths the hem of her trench coat, steps into the designated transmission zone, "After all, we're not here to perform Magic."

"Understood. Transmission countdown, 3, 2, 1…"

Inside the Observation Carriage.

Jizi (San Yue Qi) sits alone on a long sofa, looking up at the ceiling, her red long hair draped over her shoulders.

Her brows knit slightly, genuine confusion on her face.

(Chang Ye Yue… why swap our souls? For fun? Or some special purpose?)

(And also…)

She suddenly realizes that while pondering these complex questions, her thoughts flow far clearer than usual.

(Could it be that using Aunt Jizi's body even makes the brain work better?! Wow, that's amazing!)

Just as she immerses herself in this novel Intelligence Enhancement experience—

The central space of the carriage suddenly ripples with a patch of pale‑blue data particles, coalescing swiftly like water ripples.

The light fades, and a woman dressed in a stylish trench coat, with violet long hair, an elegant yet slightly mysterious and dangerous aura, stands poised there.

It is Kafuka.

The moment Kafuka arrives, her gaze sweeps rapidly across the entire carriage.

Good, only Jizi is present.

A faint, effortless smile naturally appears on her face, her red lips parting as she speaks in her magnetic voice:

"Looks like I came at the wrong time."

According to her understanding of this Navigator, the next development should be: Jizi will instantly stand up, alertly question why she trespassed the train, the two will engage in a sharp verbal exchange, and she will then smoothly deliver Ailiou's "prophecy," completing the encounter.

However——

The "Jizi" on the sofa turned her head at the sound, her face showing no wariness or surprise, only…… a blank look of not having reacted yet.

"?"

Kafuka's perfect smile showed a hint of stiffness.

San Yue Qi looked at the suddenly appearing Kafuka and blinked her eyes.

This person…… is so beautiful, and also has such grace!

But…… who is this?

She seems a bit familiar, like I've seen her somewhere…… wanted notice? News? Or in the interstellar newspaper that Pam put away?

...... Star Core Hunter?

She stood up instinctively, her face a little embarrassed, and tentatively said: "Um…… you are?"

Pfft——!

A burst of unrestrained laughter rang out, directly through the encrypted communication channel, exploding in Kafuka's ear.

It was Yinlang.

Kafuka felt the corner of her eye twitch.

You didn't recognize her?

Jizi, the Navigator of the Astral Express, is well‑informed—how could she not know her?

The reputation of the Star Core Hunter across the universe is quite renowned.

Is it a disguise? Or……

She quickly adjusted her mindset, trying to steer the conversation back to her familiar rhythm, her smile deepening and her tone carrying a touch of just‑right teasing: "Looks like Miss Jizi truly has many noble connections……"

Ah!

The "Jizi" opposite slapped her palm, her face lighting up with the confident glow of "I finally remembered!", cutting off Kafuka's words.

Kafuka stopped at the right moment, preparing to receive the other party's correct identification.

All I saw was "Jizi" using her mature, intelligent face to flash a slightly smug, brilliant smile, and she declared firmly:

You are! Sam!

Hahahahahaha——!!!

In the communication channel, Yinlang's laughter burst out instantly, almost as if she were pounding the console while laughing hysterically, mixed with indistinct "Sa, Sam! She thought you were that metal lump! Hahaha Kafuka, you've had your day too!"

Kafuka: "……"

That smile of hers, forged through countless trials, froze completely at this moment.

One could even feel a vein throbbing at her temple.

(Sam?)