Collapse of iron, but I am the Supreme Strange

"It's really interesting that this cloak has self-awareness. Is it a [Strange Item]? Perhaps Lady Black Tower will be very interested in it."

I don't know if the black cloak has the effect of Fatal Tempo or Ghostsoo's Rage Blade, but the attack speed is getting faster and faster, and the flying cloak is almost turning into Belvis.

With Cloak's unremitting efforts, the young man finally opened his eyes.

“Hiss…ah…”

He covered his face and stood up with difficulty, holding on to the corner of the sofa.

"I feel like I was beaten by King Kong. Seriously, can't you wake me up in a more gentle way?"

He shook his head, as if trying to clear his mind, and then looked intently at the train crew in front of him.

"…Oh…hey, how are you guys?"

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Chapter 3 Is it magic or sorcery?

"Mr. An Yi, I wonder why you are floating in the universe?"

Walter asked the young man in front of him.

Although the other person looked younger than himself, Walter still used the honorific cautiously. He always felt that this young man was an extraordinary person - and this feeling had existed since the other person entered the train just now, and it was still constantly amplifying.

"Oh... Actually, just call me An Yi. I'm still not suitable for such a formal name."

An Yi pinched his chin and said after thinking for a while.

"Yes, I am also curious about how An Yi floated in the universe. The way he looked outside the window just now gave me a fright."

San Yueqi looked at An Yi with interest.

This guy's appearance is so similar to mine, maybe he has some connection with my past?

"Well..."

An Yi looked up at the ceiling, as if thinking about something.

"Is it because of the plane crash?"

Asked on March 7.

"Or, running away after being chased?"

Danheng also put forward an idea.

"Could it be that he got lost?"

Jizi said with her arms crossed.

An Yi retracted his gaze and continued to answer:

"That's not the case. I'm making up an excuse now. Let me think about it. There was a giant baby with a big head and a cape who wanted me to accompany him to spy on others every day. But out of justice, I decided to start a new life in a place where he couldn't see me. But something unexpected happened in the middle, so I floated into the universe. How about this excuse?"

"You are a terrible storyteller."

San Yueqi spread his hands helplessly.

"It's okay. It's okay if it's inconvenient to talk about it. The train crew will never ask about other people's past that they don't want to talk about."

Walter came to the rescue of An Yi.

"Okay, but please rest assured, I'm not some interstellar bandit, much less a bad person. To be honest, there's no one more righteous than me in the galaxy, unless you know a fellow righteous man named Emiya."

An Yi patted his chest and promised.

“This self-description is too exaggerated.”

"It is indeed a little exaggerated, but I guarantee that this is only a difference in numbers, not a difference in nature."

"An Yi, we are willing to believe you, but I still have a question." Ji Zi smiled helplessly, and then said to the young man: "Just consider it my personal curiosity. Of course, it doesn't matter if you are not convenient to answer."

"Please speak, Miss Himeko."

"How... did you manage to appear in space without any protective equipment?"

The human body is directly exposed to the universe - it is a vacuum environment outside, and the temperature can drop to minus 270 degrees Celsius. Basically no living organism can survive directly.

Of course, there is another possibility: this young man is a very powerful destiny traveler. If the power he draws from destiny is strong enough, resisting low temperature and vacuum will not be a problem at all.

"Oh, speaking of this, I have to thank you all. If it weren't for the kind train crew, I think I would have been floating in space for quite a long time."

An Yi replied.

"Don't worry about it, Mr. An Yi. Trains are running... and things like this happen occasionally."

Walter paused and glanced at March 7.

"It seems that the train journey is really interesting... Oh, regarding Ms. Himeko's question just now, I think it may be because my mental power is relatively strong?"

"…I'm sorry, maybe I heard it wrong?"

"You heard it right, Ms. Jizi, but in addition to mental strength, you also need some practice - first meditation, adjusting your breathing, then slowly exploring your inner self, and then perceiving the external world. During this period, you need some language and gesture assistance..."

"...I think you mean [Yoga]?"

"Yoga? Ah, maybe there is some connection."

"Okay, An Yi, I have to say you have a great sense of humor, but there may be a generation gap between me and young people, so I don't really understand."

Jizi said with a smile.

"No, no, no--Ms. Himeko, I think you just don't think the same as I do."

An Yi stood up and walked in front of everyone.

"And judging from your expressions, you must think I'm - talking nonsense? This word is not right. Let me think..."

"Nonsense?"

"March, that word means the same thing as gibberish."

Dan Heng reminded.

"Oh - I figured it out. It's just a trick."

An Yi patted his head.

"But in fact, this world may not be just what you see: relying on the perception of the spiritual world, it is actually possible to change the material existence."

"It's getting more and more mysterious. I don't understand."

San Yueqi felt his head getting dizzy from listening to An Yi talking.

"Okay, let me put it simply - this is [magic]."

"magic?!"

Everyone in the train crew couldn't help but ask the question in unison.

"Yes, magic, or you can call it anything you like, such as [occultism]."

"Oh! I see—"

March 7th seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"You can pull pigeons out of top hats! And you can pull cards out of thin air!"

"Yes, of course I can—and no, that has nothing to do with magic!"

An Yi was almost led astray by the other party.

"March, that's called magic."

Dan Heng sighed helplessly and reminded San Yueqi.

"Magic? Hehe... Really? We've seen similar videos before."

"An Yi, I think what you said is that your ability can have the same effect as magic."

Dan Heng asked An Yi.

"If that's the case, I think Mr. Walter's ability can be called magic to some extent."

"Your statement is too general... Indeed, everyone has his or her own understanding of the manifestation of magic."

An Yi nodded, and then asked Dan Heng:

"What do you think is magic?"

"…changing things and reality through unscientific means?"

"I really like this explanation, Danheng. Maybe you have a talent for magic. Then according to this explanation, what I can do is magic."

"……Yeah?"

Dan Heng looked a little confused.

"Oh, you've said so much, why not show us something?"

The proposal was made on March 7.

"An Yi, I'll get you Pam's hat, and you catch two rabbits!"

"No, don't touch the conductor's hat!"

Pam took a few steps back angrily.

"Okay, I understand that language is quite pale and powerless at certain times."

So An Yi sighed and said, "March 7, please cooperate with me."

"What? Me? No, no, no, I prefer to be a spectator - Danheng, you come!"

"...You just want to use me as an experiment... Never mind, there's really nothing I can do about you."

Dan Heng crossed his arms and walked in front of An Yi.

"So, what do you need me to do?"

"Just be careful and don't fall."

An Yi raised his arm and placed his fingers on Dan Heng's chest.

"Okay, let—"

Before Dan Heng could finish his words, An Yi suddenly turned that hand into a palm and slapped Dan Heng's chest at a speed that the other party could not react to.

Chapter 4 Astral Projection

Boom! ! ! !

Dan Heng only heard this muffled sound, and then the whole world fell silent.

The sound was like there was a tightly covered drum instead of a brain inside his head. As the drum surface vibrated, Dan Heng could only feel the muffled sound rushing back and forth in his ear canal.

As a result, his mind froze along with the loud noise, and the images in his field of vision became blurry.

Fortunately, this feeling did not last long. When his disordered thoughts were reconnected, the light strips on the ceiling of the train appeared in his eyes - this made him realize that he had fallen backwards.

Got knocked away?!

This was Dan Heng’s first reaction.

The opponent's attack was too fast, and I didn't even have a chance to react. It seemed that he was quite good... Wait -

When Dan Heng found that he could not summon the spear "Jiyun" that he never left behind, he looked carefully at the scene in front of him.

The familiar observation car has turned a grayish hue, as if a layer of filter had been artificially added to it.

In front of him, Uncle Yang had already taken out his walking stick and was looking at An Yi with a serious expression, while An Yi was still in the same posture as when he attacked him.

On the other side, Ji Zi and San Yue Qi were supporting themselves who were falling backwards?

what?

If the one being supported was me, then now...

Realizing something was wrong, Dan Heng looked at his hands.

The palm has become translucent, and through the palm, one can even see Pam hiding behind Ji Zi.