Chapter 59 Countdown to Advent

Meanwhile, in Yongdong Ridge.

"Here we are."

Walter led the train group to the deepest part of the cold and snowy land, where the bones of someone they knew were buried.

"That is………"

Several people walked up the long stairs. At the end of the stairs, there was a small, flat but clean area.

A solitary tombstone stood on the grounds.

"The hero Yao Luo rests here..."

San Yueqi couldn't bear to watch this lonely scene any longer and urged everyone to go to the tombstone.

"The frontline battlefield has been held up by Cocolia and the Silver Mane Guards. If the battle goes well, we should have plenty of time..."

"Enough time to rescue your poor little friend, right?"

The air was filled with a mocking voice, coming from every direction in the cold wind, but it was impossible to find its source.

"Who?" March 7 looked around. Dan Heng was leaning on his gun, looking around vigilantly, while Xing was looking upwards, as if he had found the true identity of the star core.

“Stop playing these little tricks.” Walter snorted coldly, and hammered the metal cane in his hand down heavily, and invisible waves stirred the four directions.

Snow, stop.

Just like a slow-motion shot in a movie, the falling snowflakes were frozen in the air in the sight of everyone on the train.

Then, the sound of shattering glass echoed in everyone's ears, getting louder and louder until there was a bang.

The surrounding environment suddenly changed. The cemetery that was snowing heavily just now instantly turned into a space station with smooth lines and full of high technology.

"Is this the Black Tower's space station?"

Her star-gold pupils suddenly exploded, and the familiar scene before her made her feel stunned.

She turned her head and looked back, and her companions and Walter had disappeared silently.

And another familiar, mature and charming woman wearing purple and black OL outfit and sunglasses appeared in front of her.

"You are? Kafka!"

"Hi, little cutie." The friendly tone was as if the two of them had met by chance in a cafe.

Kafka stretched out his legs and approached Xing as lightly as a cat. Logically, Xing should be alert, but for some reason, she couldn't be alert when facing this woman.

So Kafka easily approached to within 5 centimeters of Xing's face. His purple-red hair gently brushed across Xing's face, making the tip of her nose a little itchy, and his warm, moist breath hit the back of her neck.

"how are you recently?"

Just one sentence, a simple sentence, made Xing feel like putting down his weapon and having a good chat with her.

Xingqiang bit his tongue and mustered his strength to swing the bat forward.

Kafka's figure suddenly disappeared, and the moment she disappeared, Xing felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, afraid that he would never see her again.

"Ah Lala~ What a good kid, you don't even dare to use your full strength when facing the enemy."

A sharp feeling pressed against Xing's lower back. Even without looking, she knew it was a knife, a knife used by that woman.

"I really don't know if you are too relaxed with me or too relaxed with me?"

Kafka's gentle tone was like a spider hunting its prey. It seemed as if people could let down their guard after listening to her words, but the danger increased accordingly. The moment the prey completely let down its guard, the spider's fangs would bite into the enemy's throat.

Just like the knife inserted into Xing's body at this moment.

The occasion of March 7.

"Jizi? Why are you here?!"

The scene in front of her changed, and March 7 returned to the train that made her feel safe and comfortable. Familiar people were doing familiar things in front of her.

Ji Zi's fair and elegant hands gently poured hot water into the coffee filter. The bitter and mellow smell of coffee beans spread in the air, making San Yueqi relax unconsciously.

"Xiao Sanyue, you're back. Come sit next to me for a while. I'll let you taste my freshly brewed coffee."

Ji Zi's smile is so reassuring that people don't feel wary from the bottom of their hearts.

"But wasn't I just now..."

San Yueqi touched the back of his head, as if he had just had a worrying dream, but when he woke up he couldn't remember anything.

"Okay, don't worry about it. Isn't this your home?" Ji Zi's smile was still friendly.

"Yes, this is my home." Sanyueqi murmured in confusion. "Never mind!" Sanyueqi jumped to the seat next to Jizi and chatted with Jizi at ease.

Danheng occasion.

A lonely bright moon shines in the sky, and the gentle moonlight sprinkles on all things in the world, making everything on the earth shine.

"Yinyue, it's your turn!"

Dan Heng suddenly opened his eyes. The familiar spear was not in his hand. Instead, he was holding a chess piece.

"What's wrong with you today? Why are you so absent-minded? Don't blame me for making excuses if you lose the game." There was a hint of concern in his lazy tone.

The flowing water surrounded Dan Heng, the autumn wind blew yellow leaves around him, and the moonlight sprinkled on the chessboard in front of him.

Dan Heng's gaze met a pair of caring eyes. The bright yellow eyes were like the most colorful maple leaves in autumn, and the white hair was as wild and smooth as a wild horse's mane. Dan Heng felt familiar and unfamiliar with the man in front of him.

"Where am I?" Dan Heng's tone was confused and terrified. It seemed as if he had had a very long dream and was suddenly awakened by someone.

"You really don't look well today. Do you want me to go to Dandingsi to get you some medicine?" A strong hand was placed on Dan Heng's forehead, gently feeling the temperature.

"No need!" Dan Heng slapped his hand away. The white-haired man was surprised by Dan Heng's attitude. He scratched his head and acted as if he had suddenly realized something.

"Oh, I see. You're afraid that I'll play too well and you'll lose to me, right? Haha!" With a hearty laugh and a bold tone, it seemed that the man in front of him was undoubtedly very familiar with Dan Heng.
Dan Heng felt uncomfortable when facing the man's laughter. He was playing chess with unfamiliar people in an unfamiliar place. He didn't know why he was here. Dan Heng turned his head and his shadow was reflected in the running water beside him.

And on his head, there is a pair of horns.

Walter's occasion.

The familiar high-rise buildings, on which the trailer of his favorite "Alahato" was playing, the coming and going of people, the sounds of traffic, the scene in front of him made Walter feel a little relaxed.

But, he was a man who had experienced many battles after all, and the scene before him could not confuse him. He pushed his glasses and said indifferently.

"Come out, I know you're here."

"Snap, snap, snap, snap."

The sound of applause rang out beside him, and footsteps appeared behind Walter.

"As expected of Mr. Walter, such tricks can't fool you."

"This is within your expectations, right?" Walter turned around, and the reflection of his glasses revealed the figure of a blond man.

"What a bad taste." A trace of slight disgust flashed across Walter's face, but it was not directed at the person in front of him. Instead, through the methods of the person in front of him, he understood what the other train crews had experienced.

"Isn't this image in front of you impressive to you?" The blond man had emerald green eyes like gemstones, and his soft long hair was tied into a ball along his side. He was wearing gorgeous silk and satin like a Western bishop. The style was exquisite, making the man in front of him seem as sacred and elegant as a bishop.

The delicate face looks like that of a woman, which makes people imagine how stunning it would be if he wore women's clothes.

"It was these little tricks that put Yao Luo in danger back then." Walter ignored the man in front of him and turned the topic to his own rhythm.

"But in my opinion, these little tricks of yours still have many flaws, which really cannot be praised."

The blond man was not angry when he heard Walter's words. His disgusting appearance was exactly the same as Walter's impression. He gently bowed like a gentleman.

"Appreciate further details."

Walter pointed to the large screen above his head, his voice calm and composed.

"First of all, you may know that this animation means a lot to me, but you don't know that this animation itself was created by me and my companions."

"And then?" The blond man stretched out his hand, motioning for Walter to continue.

"Let's not talk about the numerous minor flaws in your trailer that are obvious at a glance. If this quality could be released, neither Ain nor Tesla would agree."

"Secondly, you know my identity and status from my memory, but you don't know that we created this animation with enthusiasm and sincerity back then, and we didn't use any resources."

"Then let me ask you, how could a work created by a small company be displayed so openly on a large screen in a busy city?" Walter pointed directly at the blond man, his eyes full of judgment.

"And it was a complete ad that was several minutes long and was charged by the second. This was a cost we couldn't afford at the time."

"So Star Core, you can indeed dig out the deepest scenes in people's hearts, but you will never be able to understand our state of mind and emotions at that time, so your illusion full of loopholes cannot trap anyone."

"Anyone, one person." Walter emphasized his tone, and as Walter spoke, the illusion behind him shattered layer by layer.

A hint of surprise finally appeared on the blond man's face. He was surprised that the man in front of him could find the flaw in his illusion so quickly, but he didn't expect that at the same time he found the truth, strange fluctuations were coming from the other three environments.

And when the star core distracted more of its energy to the train set that broke into this place, a faint flame had begun to burn fiercely in the deepest part of space.

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