Collapse of iron, but I am the Supreme Strange

What comes into view is no longer those abstract, gorgeous and weird scenes, but only the train carriage that makes you feel at ease.

The only thing that seems a little off is… why is everyone surrounding me with awkward expressions of concern on their faces?

San Yueqi blinked twice, as if refreshing a computer desktop, to confirm that he was back on the train.

Seeing Sanyueqi's confused expression, Jizi began to explain.

"Just now, after An Yi touched your head, you lay on the sofa and screamed for a while. What happened, Xiao Sanyue?"

"Hey?"

Sanyueqi imagined herself lying on the sofa, moaning and screaming, and couldn't help but blushing - this posture was too inconsistent with her identity as a beautiful girl, right? !

"How does it feel to be back to reality?"

An Yi's voice came from the other side of the sofa.

"I hope you don't have photosensitive epilepsy - sorry for not asking you in advance."

"Ah—An! Yi! You—"

After hearing the other party's words, Sanyueqi stood up suddenly.

"what happened?"

Unlike the extremely excited San Yueqi, An Yi had a leisurely expression.

"You... these images just now... and me... the people in those worlds..."

After the journey into the fantasy world just now, San Yueqi had so many questions she wanted to ask that she even became incoherent.

“You…you! Ugh—”

After finally organizing her language structure, San Yueqi bit her tongue as soon as she opened her mouth. The intense pain made her turn over and lie on the sofa, covering her mouth and humming.

"…Is astral visualization fun? Is it visually impactful?"

An Yi asked with a smile.

"Hudan! Taiguo voted for eight?!"

"what?"

San Yue Qi stuck out his tongue, fanned the air with his palm, and then said carefully:

"I said you're going too far!"

"Well... I can't treat you like I did to Dan Heng. I can't take the initiative to pat a girl's chest, right?"

An Yi smiled and shrugged.

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These are the different schools of magic.

Is there anyone who can recognize all of them?

Chapter 7: Join the Star Train, boy!

"you--"

San Yue Qi pointed at An Yi, and seemed to want to say something. But it seemed that she had no way to refute the other party? After all, she was the one who asked for it in the beginning, so she could only turn her head away angrily.

"No, no, we need to rest for a while. My legs are still weak."

San Yue Qi took a step back, lay on his back on the sofa, and stared at the light strip on the ceiling in a daze.

"March, what on earth did you see?"

Dan Heng asked with some confusion.

This man of unknown origin could knock his soul out of his body with just one blow, which made him care about his experience on March 7th.

"what……"

San Yueqi let out a long sigh and recalled the contents of the illusion.

"I saw... uh..."

Oh no, how can I describe those abstract images at the beginning? How can I say it without sounding like a lunatic?

"That...is..."

"March?"

Dan Heng felt a little helpless.

"Aaaaah! I don't know! My vocabulary is so limited - like, something!"

"Well, I can see you've been working hard. Take a break, March 7."

Danheng waved to Sanyue.

"I know—I saw Sister Himeko!"

"Oh? I didn't expect that I would have the honor of appearing in Mitsuki's dream."

Ji Zi, who was sitting on the sofa opposite, heard this and looked at San Yue Qi with interest.

"So, little Sanyue, did I do anything in your fantasy?"

"Sister Himeko... was fighting with a girl with white hair! You were holding a very big sword, and then-"

After hearing the news, Mr. Walter, who was sitting next to him, showed an expression that was even more surprised than Ji Zi.

"Then what happened, Xiao Sanyue, tell me quickly."

Walter couldn't help but urge.

"Then...I, I was teleported to another place."

San Yue Qi answered while touching the back of his head.

"..."

"But Uncle Yang, don't worry, I saw you too!"

"?!"

“Hey, Uncle Yang’s expression is really funny… ahem, I mean, I saw Uncle Yang talking to a blond man, but I didn’t hear what they were talking about—uh, Uncle Yang, don’t look at me like that, I was teleported away again, I really don’t know what happened next!”

So, Walter, who seemed to want to explore something very much, looked at An Yi who was supporting his head on the side.

"Hmm? Oh... don't look at me, the illusion of March 7th was randomly generated by me."

He shrugged.

"So, these people we see are all fake?"

Asked on March 7.

"That's not necessarily the case. Maybe it's another Ms. Jizi and Mr. Walter in a parallel universe."

"…An isomorph in a parallel universe, right?"

Walter said.

“Yes, it seems that Mr. Walter knows something about this.”

"Just heard a little bit."

"Let me put it this way... time, space, reality, these are not a single linear extension, but like a prism, they have infinite possibilities - every different choice, every different coincidence, will create a new and unique universe like the butterfly effect. Just like... there must be a universe where I have not met you all, and there is no such person as me."

After hearing An Yi's words, San Yueqi couldn't help but lower his head and start thinking.

In this case, does a universe exist where I have not lost my memory, and have not been frozen by the six phases of ice and am floating in the universe?

"Mr. An Yi, how do you know all this? Um... because of magic?"

Jizi asked.

"It's not entirely because of magic. In fact, I am from another universe."

"Hey?!"

"……I see."

"Wow--"

Everyone on the train was stunned, except Walter.

San Yueqi pursed his lips, then moved closer to An Yi and looked him up and down.

"Really? Eh? This is the first time I've seen a visitor from another world, Dan Heng—quickly record him in the think tank!"

Of course, Dan Heng just shook his head helplessly.

"But..."

San Yueqi looked into An Yi's sapphire eyes with an expression of disbelief.

"What's wrong."

"You look no different from us."

"…We are just a few universes apart, not a few species apart. In other words, what do you think I should look like? With horns on my head and a tail behind my back? Or with eyes and tentacles all over my body?"

"No, no, no, that's already in the category of monster!"

"Since you don't believe it, why don't you try astral visualization again? Believe me, you will definitely believe it after this time."

After An Yi finished speaking, he pretended to extend his hand towards San Yue Qi's forehead.

"What?! No! I'm still a little dizzy now!"

San Yue Qi trembled, then moved away from An Yi.

However, contrary to March's reaction, Walter did not seem too surprised about An Yi's identity, which made An Yi wonder whether he had guessed his origins.

"Then...An Yi, you have a way to travel freely between these universes, right?"

Walter pushed up his glasses.

"That's the theory, but I can only go to those universes that I know or have been to - after all, I can't know the infinite possibilities in the multiverse."

As if he had thought of another meaning in Walter's words, An Yi tilted his head and asked again.

"You have a universe you want to go to, don't you?"

"Well... that's fine, but I don't know if An Yi knows the exact location of that place."

"Tell me what the characteristics are there?"

"Do you know [Honkai Impact]?"

"of course."

"!"

"March Seven's expression when he was lying on the sofa and screaming was quite broken."

"Uh... never mind. It seems Mr. An Yi doesn't know."

"Hey, hey—wait!"

March 7's voice interrupted.

"We heard what you just said! You better forget what I just saw!"

An Yi pressed his temple and then spoke to Walter.

"How about I send you to a random universe? It's purely random. Maybe you can reach the universe you want to go to after a few tries."

"...It sounds like it's very inefficient. Let's just forget it, An Yi. After all, you said it, [Infinite Universe], there are infinite possibilities."

Walter sighed and declined Anyi's proposal.

"So, An Yi, what are your plans now? Or, is there any place you want to go?"

Jizi asked after thinking for a moment.

"Do you want to go back to your universe?"

"..."

After hearing Ji Zi's words, An Yi was silent for a while, and then he slowly responded after a few seconds.