Star Railway: The Pioneer's Journey

Chapter 308 Fu Li: Watching the PV

The Black Tower lady's outrageous words startled Yun Zhi, who immediately said goodbye and left.

Good heavens, why would anyone so openly ask someone for a sex tape?

Yun was certain that if he actually asked the question, Black Tower would confidently reply, "I'm talking about science, and science is something that exists objectively!"

What could be different about their sex lives?

Could it be referring to the physical body?

The true form of the cloud is the same as its current appearance, as is the storm's...

Uh, warhorses... chariots... centaurs...

If so, what position would it be?

Being in front of Him... should be possible...

Wait, what is he thinking?

Why do I unconsciously lead myself into even stranger places?

Yun suddenly realized what a wasteful scene she was thinking, and her face turned pale instantly.

Lan couldn't help but chuckle.

Yun Zhi turned his head.

Lan immediately became serious.

"The Ether Front is over. Shall we go find Fuli now?"

He was clearly trying to change the subject by making conversation.

Yun's brow twitched.

But he didn't mind Lan's sudden laughter earlier:

"Do we still need to search for the Heavenly Lord of Flowing Light? —Isn't He nearby?"

They'll appear if you call out to them.

Of course, we shouldn't be so casual with the Star God.

Yun felt that although she was quite familiar with them, she still couldn't just order them around so casually.

There still needs to be a bit of a sense of ritual.

"Let's go buy some incense and offerings, and then summon the Radiant Celestial Lord."

A flash of inspiration struck Yun, and he clenched his left fist and tapped it against his right palm:

"This way, we won't offend Lord Liuguang."

Lan: "This sounds a lot like how Xianzhou used to pray to gods and Buddhas..."

However, Lan believes that Fu Li is unworthy.

Fu Li listened silently and took notes quietly on the sidelines:

You don't have to.

Fortunately, Fu Li didn't hear Lan's inner grumbling, otherwise he would have been furious...

After all, it's really hard to imagine Fu Li and Lan arguing.

Yun Zhi and Lan quickly left the Interstellar Victory Celebration venue, easily bypassing the reporters, and returned to the familiar Rocky Town. On the way, they met Seele, who had just met Bronya and returned to the Lower City, and found a quiet place.

—Sit down and wait for Fu Li to appear on his own.

It's really not necessary to buy offerings or incense burners to worship gods.

We're already so familiar with each other, there's no need to worry about formalities, right?

Then, Fu Li proved with facts that He really didn't need to go through those formalities.

All He needs to do is appear.

And so, in this quiet corner, a body reflecting five-colored light quietly appeared.

Wearing a crown, Fu Li remained silent, looking at Yun Zhi and Lan... their hands clasped tightly.

Yes, a new light cone.

Fu Li was very satisfied.

To be honest, I've taken quite a few photos of this pair of people, but it's really a bit lonely to just admire them all by myself.

However, as a star god, Fuli knew he didn't have time to spread the word about those light cones like Aha did, as that wouldn't fit his divine design.

Speaking of which, wasn't there a gray-haired kid on the Star Train?

Fu Li felt that this could be used.

Yun Zhi couldn't fathom the intricate thoughts of the Heavenly Lord Liu Guang. After all, Fu Li had been a voyeur for so long without ever throwing those memories around, so he must be keeping his mouth shut. There was no need to worry.

"The Celestial Lord of Flowing Light"

Out of respect, Yunzhi still clasped his hands in a fist and bowed to him:

"Excuse me for disturbing you, but I have some questions that I would like to ask the Heavenly Lord for answers."

Fu Li knew what Yun Zhi wanted to ask.

"I wonder if the Land of Fire is a dark and broken world where only a glimmer of dawn remains..."

Fu Li's words were still...unpleasant to listen to.

He speaks without punctuation.

Keep smiling

—Did I just hear a word that caught my attention?

However, Lan was impatient to slowly add punctuation marks to Fu Li's words.

Please provide a more intuitive description.

Before Fuli could finish speaking, Lan abruptly interrupted him.

As fellow Star Gods, Lan naturally has this confidence.

Fu Li really didn't say anything more.

It was just a flash.

The surrounding environment changed abruptly—

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A pitch-black chaos.

This was Yunzhi's initial idea.

He knew that Fu Li was giving him an "immersive experience".

Pitch blackness is always extremely unsettling, let alone a place that is excessively dark...

His breathing became rapid.

You can't see it, but you can feel it. The surroundings are chaotic, as if a giant hand is stirring the water and making it all murky.

It sounded like someone was crying, someone was cursing, and he could also hear the sound of swords piercing flesh. The smell of blood lingered in his nostrils for a long time.

Yun was stunned for a moment.

He didn't know whether he should react. He felt a wet, slippery liquid splash on his face. He raised his hand to wipe it, and it was bright red.

Having hunted for thousands of years, Yunzhi would naturally not be frightened by such a trivial matter.

But what exactly is going on?

The sky is closed, the sea is sinking, people are killing each other—every imaginable apocalyptic scene unfolds here.

Yun wanted to walk forward a bit.

However, the surrounding darkness suddenly receded like a tide, and somewhere far away, a huge "sun" became bright, its light radiating outwards, piercing through the darkness and illuminating the world.

In Yunzhi's eyes, the figure carrying the sun was reflected.

—The mighty four-armed giant lifted up a sun, but He had already died.

—Atlas that reaches the heavens?

A distant memory flashes back to that name, but that giant is not Atlas.

He raised up the light of the world.

Under the protection of the light, the holy city stands, impervious to the black tide. It is the last refuge, where everything maintains a false prosperity.

But from the more distant shores of memory, the bugle call of war sounded.

The creator god has fallen into eternal slumber, while the revered gods have stirred up storms and waves; some have gone mad, some have fallen silent, some have died, and some have fled.

Ordinary heroes braved difficulties and embarked on a journey to chase fire in order to rebuild this broken world.

Yunzhi: ......

Wait, what did the narrator just say?

Chasing fire?