Star Railway: Kevin's Pioneering Journey

Along the way, everyone was shocked by the news that Kevin was married and had children and had offspring, looking at his young appearance, they thought ...

Sambo, who was leading the way ahead, leaned over and pushed Kevin with his elbow, a little surprised.

"Dude, you really can't see it? Seeing how young and graceful you look, it's not at all like

..." "I'm over fifty thousand years old..."

Kevin said with his hands around his chest.

"Huh?" Sambo was dumbfounded when he heard this, and asked again and again, "You're not kidding, are you?" Buddy?

"Do you think I'm someone who can joke with you?"

"Like!"

Sambo said without hesitation, but he felt the cold eyes beside him, and changed his words again and again.

"It's not like, it's not like, big brother, how can you joke with me!"

"Brother Kevin, you really have more than fifty thousand years old, I'm afraid it's not already beyond the age of some star gods."

March Seven in the rear suddenly interjected.

Kevin nodded, not wanting to explain more, you ask a sentence I answer is very tired okay.

"Then let's call you brother, is it past Uncle Yang?" "

Age is just a number, Walter won't care."

Kevin interrupted her idea of continuing, he has no memories of the afterlife, the current psychological age is still quite young, is it okay to be called uncle once or twice, "brother" is used to listening to it and changing his words is really unnecessary.

"Oh, okay."

March Seven's eyes revealed a hint of unreality, how could he surpass Uncle Yang in one generation?

Forget it, in the future, the monographs will be different, anyway, the age is just a number, maybe their age is older than them?

"Brother Kevin, can you let me see your wife and children?"

Star suddenly brought the topic back to the point.

[What kind of speech are you against the sky, come up and ask people's wives and children? ] The

voice in his head suddenly spoke, and Kevin's thoughts at this time were similar to it.

Seeing that Kevin didn't speak for a long time, Star thought that he had asked something he shouldn't ask.

"How... What's wrong?

Kevin sighed lightly and said lightly: "It's okay..."

Mei's death has become a fact for Kevin, perhaps it was already a delusion for him at first.

But since reading the documents sent by Walter about Otto Apocalis, he has been a world leader all his life, planning for five hundred years for his dead lover, and in the end, Otto actually succeeded, life for life to save his lover in another world.

The world allows consciousness to match new containers, but it does not allow containers to collect dissipated consciousness. Otto's actions are completely different from the resurrection in the eyes of everyone, he is creating a whole new world.

Even so, Kevin, who just saw the information, was very envious, but at the same time gave him a trace of thought, in this universe, there are infinite possibilities, if you can, she, them...

Kevin didn't think too much, and now he can't get results if he thinks about it.

He extracted the appearance of Mei in his memory into his mobile phone, and as for his own child, Adam, because of incomplete memory, Kevin could only remember the appearance of a baby.

To be honest, he was not a competent father, and he had no feelings for his children at that time, only as a responsibility, a task.

"Give, see for yourself."

Kevin opened the album and handed the phone to Star, and the others came over to look at it.

"Wow, Brother Kevin's lover is really beautiful, and he is an intellectual at first glance."

"This kid also looks like Brother Kevin, he has a mouth, nose, and eyes!"

Kevin looked puzzled, what did this mean?

Originally, everyone was looking at the photo well, who knew that Xing Shouqian turned a photo back.

"Wow, Brother Kevin, Uncle Yang and that handsome guy with blond hair, what are they doing?"

"Ah, my eyes!"

"Oh, I can't see it, I actually have this outrageous proclivity."

"I can't imagine that Mr. Walter also has an unknown side."

"Happy."

Well? What are they talking about? Why does something sound wrong?

Kevin hurriedly leaned over to see, and the scene in front of him made him die directly.

These people are looking at that anti-heavenly idol photo!

Damn, he forgot to delete this photo after sending it to Walter at that time.

Kevin took the phone back, and the dark red energy instantly surrounded everyone, and the power of the energy instantly reached the highest. While releasing the energy, he changes the fluid around him, and nothing appears to outsiders.

A few seconds passed, the tyrannical energy was withdrawn, and the godless eyes of several people returned to their luster, as if nothing had happened.

The power of consciousness deleted everyone's memories of the social death photos, and under the maximum power bonus, the temporarily defenseless Sambo was also erased by the way.

It's just that Kevin seems to have overlooked someone, who is going to care?

Looking at the phone in Kevin's hand, Star wondered.

"What just happened, how did the phone come back to you."

Kevin didn't speak, just silently turned around, deleted the photo of the social death, and completely cleared the recycle bin.

Walter, I saved our innocence!

"It's almost to the hearth of the hearth, let's teleport after we go in."

Kevin said flatly.

Everyone nodded, and very tacitly did not mention the previous topic, and the hint in their hearts made them subconsciously ignore this matter.

There are many personnel handles in the hearth in front, and the earth fire has completely controlled here, but it is inevitable that some people will fake their identities and sneak in, regardless of the cost, just to smuggle to the upper level.

But the earth fire has set up many checkpoints, even if you sneak in, there are people guarding behind.

A group of homeless people surrounded the fence, clamoring to let them in, but they faced the ground fire with weapons, and these people could only fight with their mouths.

The arrival of several Kevin people caught their attention, and they climbed over the fence and walked in without hindrance.

"Why can they go in?"

A wanderer shouted, saying that he would rush in as well.

The quick-eyed Earth Fire member instantly stopped, threw him to the ground, and mocked.

"If you can lift the hearth blockade, you can also go in with them."

The wanderer who fell to the ground slowly got up, his eyes full of shock.

"These people ... Is that the group of guys who are tough Shvaro bigwigs? "

......

"This is the hearth?"

March Seven looked around and looked at the environment inside the hearth.

The heart of the furnace is stripped of miscellaneous components, and in general, the internal situation is like a large pipe, and the two ends of the pipe are connected to the upper and lower areas.

There are surrounding railroad tracks around the pipe, and there are also stairs for people to walk, but the upper and lower areas have been blocked for more than ten years, and the rails have rust and the stairs are covered with dust.

Looking up, the top end can only see a small point of light.

"It's so high!"

March Seven sighed.

"Fortunately, we have the almighty Brother Kevin, so tall, I don't know how long it will take to climb."

Xing crossed his waist and said with a relaxed face.

Kevin put his hands around his chest and looked at the stars helplessly.

"Or climb up on your own, practice is the only criterion for testing truth."

Star quickly shook his head, shaking like a rattle.

"I'm not going, and if I want to test, I have to let Sambo test."

Sambo covered his chest wordlessly.

"Sisters, don't always persecute me."

"Let's not rub it in, Bronia has been going up for quite some time."

Xi'er looked at the two and couldn't help but urge.

"Seriously, there is no need for Bronia to be in such a hurry, we will go up now, she is estimated to have only arrived in Fort Creper not long ago."

Kevin looked at everyone and said lightly.

"Time to go."

Everyone nodded, consciously moved closer to Kevin, and disappeared into the hearth.

......

"Ah, finally back! I forgot what fresh air smelled like..." March

Seven opened his arms and breathed deeply in the air around him.

"The taste of freedom... The smell of cold... It's a little cold, let's go.

Looking around, March Seven asked again.

"Where are we going next?" It's better to find a place to stay, but I don't dare to go to the Goethe Hotel again..."

"Sambo, what do you think?"

Xi'er turned her head and looked behind her, but there was no trace of Sambo.

"Damn, this guy must have guessed that we would ask him for a hiding place and ran away with a cigarette."

Kevin spread his hands, he knew where Sambo had run, people didn't run far, just watched.

As an audience, Sambo does not want to go too deep into the play, just to find a good viewing point for his own head.

"Did you see the stars? Just still there?

Danheng asked everyone.

When March 7 heard this, he was so anxious that he scratched his head.

"Running around again, we are wanted now!"

At the moment when she was in a hurry, a voice came from not far behind her.

"Don't worry, I took off all the wanted warrants."

I saw Xing carrying a trash can towards everyone.

"Are you so conspicuous, doesn't anyone notice something is wrong?"

March Seven asked with a puzzled look.

Star scratched her head, she didn't know.

"I didn't feel anyone looking at me, I ran past them and they didn't respond, and a few people were almost hit by me."

When March 7 heard it, he immediately felt creepy.

"You... You're not going to hell with it, are you?

"Don't think about it, I did it."

Kevin interrupted her cranky thoughts.

March Seven looked at Kevin with wide eyes.

"What the hell is going on here?"

"To put it simply, I used my ability to make her invisible for a short time."

"Well... You have a lot of abilities.

March Seven felt that Kevin was too lazy to explain, so he didn't plan to ask again.

She looked at Star again, who was opening the lid of the trash can and pulling out something.

I saw her take out a wad of paper from the trash can, a total of ten, drawing two different styles of villains.

March Seven looked at these portraits with different styles and wondered.

"This is ... Our wanted warrant? "

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