Chapter 754

"Including you, Trailblazer," he said.

"What they did to you is the same..."

"They aren't upper-level narrators," "Stelle" shook her head. If it were before, she might have been distressed because she was being arranged by others.

But, after knowing the existence of upper-level narrators, her worries in this regard disappeared instead.

"Besides, I have free will."

Welt Yang nodded:

"You must be careful, every appearance of the hunters might be a hint, to correct the direction of the future..."

"Let's return to the current topic, about Kafka—"

"Her surrender is very suspicious," "Stelle" said.

"That bad woman, it's like she surrendered just for the sake of surrendering." March 7th also joined the review.

Bai Xuan: "Isn't the boss of the 'Stellaron Hunters' supposed to be able to write scripts? There should only be one possibility, right."

Welt Yang: "Yes, a fugitive who can foresee the future surrendering, means that in her eyes, things 'should be like this'."

Purely from a logical standpoint, this answer is nine-tenths absurd.

But no matter how one reasons or analyzes, this is the only possibility that makes sense.

"Is she really that confident?"

"The possibilities of the future are almost infinite, her being so calm instead makes me feel:"

"She really has the confidence to prove that she has nothing to do with this Stellaron crisis."

"Or perhaps, some change will happen in the Divination Commission's interrogation that will allow her to escape smoothly..."

"But, why did the Stellaron Hunters go to such lengths to bring us here?"

Welt Yang frowned tightly, taking a deep breath while looking back at the skiff docked behind them.

"Behind this series of actions, what kind of future did the 'Slave of Destiny' see?"

As he spoke, Welt Yang habitually fell into deep thought, excluding the whole world from his thinking, perhaps forgetting that this wasn't the train.

Seeing this, "Tingyun" smiled; the members of the train group were indeed all highly skilled.

March 7th asked "Tingyun": "Is Miss Tingyun familiar with this place?"

"Why?" "Tingyun" was stunned at first, seemingly not expecting March 7th to seek her out, and was briefly surprised.

But soon, that soul-stirring smile hung on her face again:

"Does my benefactor want to invite me to tour the 'Exalting Sanctum' together?"

She looked up, her green eyes gazing at the bustling city with people coming and going, her eyes filled with memories:

"The last time I piloted a skiff here... let me think... it was about twenty years ago."

"I spend my days drifting on trade routes, so the sights in the Xianzhou are a bit unfamiliar."

"I only remember this is a good place to spend leisure time~"

"However, with the 'Stellaron' descending, many cave abodes must have become unrecognizable."

"Tingyun" politely declined March 7th's invitation; her current identity was not suitable for too much contact with the "Astral Express."

Acting too enthusiastically would easily expose her true thoughts and attract the attention of the train group.

As the saying goes, when things are abnormal, there must be a demon; that is exactly the case.

Although they weren't mere strangers, on the surface, it was limited to official business and nowhere near the point of sharing adversity.

After adding each other's contact information, "Tingyun" bid farewell to the group, boarded the skiff she arrived on, and returned.

Once there were no more unrelated people around, March 7th could finally speak her mind without concealment:

"'Matter involves secrets, cannot be disclosed'... is this the motto of the Xianzhou?"

"From the Sky-Faring Commission to the Divination Commission, everyone has this on their lips; only General is amiable."

The Helmsman had an aura that kept people at a distance, and the Diviner was also cold as ice.

Only General Jing Yuan, who looked kind and often had a 3.0 smile on his lips, made people feel less distant and less high and mighty.

"Stelle" nodded on the side, expressing support.

What big scenes hadn't they seen? They had seen "Aha" above, beaten the Supreme Guardian below, and chatted casually with Herta and Screwllum.

And before she boarded the train, where wasn't the "Astral Express" treated with courtesy besides messing up some things?

Now, they had come to help the Xianzhou clean up the "Stellaron," yet they still had to look at the faces of some big shots.

This made both her and March 7th a bit unaccustomed.

Then, March 7th sighed again about the long wait at the moment:

"Sigh, in Belobog, at first there wasn't even time to catch a breath."

"This time on the Xianzhou, there's plenty of time, all spent on waiting."

Finally, March 7th concluded with a touch of sadness:

"Chasing, fleeing, and waiting, perhaps life is just like this..."

Those lowered eyes seemed to encompass the whole world, discerning the ultimate truth of all things.

The atmosphere was right; all that was missing was bitter wine down the throat to make the heart ache.

Bai Xuan put his arm around March 7th's shoulder: "Let's go, finding a game to play can cure all wild thoughts."

"Yay, let's go!"

March 7th cheered immediately, pulled "Stelle" up, and prepared to head to the space station.

But before she had taken a few steps, she immediately realized the little surprise Bai Xuan had quietly buried in his words.

"Wait, what do you mean by wild thoughts!"

"Then... literary girl?"

"Hmm, this title, this girl likes it."