Collapse of iron, but I am the Supreme Strange

"What do you usually do when you're not reading?"

"Organize the think tank."

"What happens after you finish tidying up?"

"Practice."

"What happens after you finish your training?"

"…Continue reading."

"Good good."

An Yi pressed his forehead helplessly.

"Dan Heng."

"what happened?"

"Can you smile?"

"..."

"It seems that I can't, um... March 7 has sucked all your joy away?"

“…Perhaps.”

"There's no little person named Lele in your head, right? I'm not sure about the others, but there's definitely a little person named Youyou."

"what is that?"

“Inside Out, the Pixar animated film.”

“…I haven’t heard of it.”

To be honest, An Yi had never seen Dan Heng laugh before. In the past few days in the car, he tried to tell Dan Heng jokes, the kind that were kept secret, even cold jokes and puns, but the effect was almost the same.

This person's expression was always so cold, but San Yue Qi next to him was so amused by An Yi that he rolled on the sofa.

“My former friends all said I was a humorous person.”

An Yi felt extremely frustrated with Dan Heng.

Dan Heng raised his head, looked at An Yi for a while, and spoke slowly.

“Do you pay them a salary?”

"6."

Chatting with the green plants on the train is better than chatting with Danheng!

So An Yi didn't go to his room to bother him very often.

So after going back and forth for a while, An Yi had no choice but to go back to the observation car and sit on a recliner to admire the starry sky.

Often at this time, San Yue Qi would sit next to him and chat with him enthusiastically.

This was great, especially after speaking with Dan Heng.

"March, you seem to be the most relaxed person on this train."

"Eh? No, no, if we're going to choose the person with the most free time, you're no worse than them, okay?"

Sanyueqi said as he counted on his fingers: "Pam is the conductor, Jizi is the navigator, Danheng is the guard, and Uncle Yang knows everything... We are, we are the Warriors?"

“It sounds like the style of painting is different.”

"What? What is your division of labor on the train?"

"I?"

An Yi smiled, then put his head on his hands and assumed a more comfortable position on the recliner.

"I'm a train worm,"

"You're exaggerating!"

"Hahaha, just kidding." An Yi grinned and said, "I can do anything you want me to do. Or to put it another way, I can solve any problem with the train."

"boast."

"Do astral visualization again?"

"No, no, no! Don't you know any other magic besides this fancy illusion?"

An Yi glanced at San Yue Qi with a playful smile on his face.

"Hey, An Yi - it's not that I don't trust you! I just want to broaden my horizons." San Yue Qi rubbed his hands: "Let me see it."

"Okay... March, would you like something to drink?"

An Yi sat up straighter.

"Tea?"

Following An Yi's words, Sanyueqi suddenly found that there was a teacup in his hand - as if he had always been holding the cup, and from his posture to his psychology, he did not feel any sense of incongruity.

"Eh?! What…"

San Yueqi was stunned for a moment, but the warmth in her hands and the steam rising from the cup told her that this was not an illusion.

This is also magic, right?! But how did he do it? He stuffed a teacup into my mouth without my noticing?

This is too unscientific...oh, this is magic.

No, no, I want to watch An Yi’s demonstration again!

San Yueqi made up his mind and put the teacup on the table.

"I don't really like tea, anything else?"

"What do you want to drink?"

"Juice bar——eh?!"

Before San Yueqi could finish his words, he found himself sitting on the sofa again, with a transparent cup of orange juice in his hand.

She was sure that she had been staring at the palm of her hand, but suddenly she changed her posture and position - just like two videos were edited together, with no gap in between.

"God..."

San Yueqi couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

She drank the juice with the straw that came with the cup - it was sweet, with some fruit particles and the aroma of orange juice, and it tasted the same as the fresh-squeezed juice Pam made!

"It's really juice! It tastes exactly like Pam's."

"This is what Pam just made in the kitchen."

“Ah? …Huh?!”

As soon as San Yueqi put the juice on the table, he exclaimed again.

The girl drank most of the juice in one go, and now it was visibly increasing... There was no juice poured into the cup? There was no special device on the cup, so why did the liquid level rise by itself?

"Is it fun?"

An Yi looked at San Yueqi, who was staring at the cup with curious eyes wide open, and couldn't help laughing.

"That's fun! Can you teach me?"

"No."

"Oh... you rejected it so quickly,"

San Yue Qi scratched his head awkwardly.

"Your magic is so convenient. If that's the case, then any delicious food can be copied this way?"

"Well, in theory, but forget about dark cuisine."

"Hey! Even if it's a dish that looks 'dark', you should still face it with a 'pioneering' spirit! But, to be honest, Himeko's coffee is not that good..."

After hearing what San Yueqi said, An Yi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"You also think Jizi's coffee tastes bad?"

"Don't say that in front of Jizi!"

"Then why did you recommend Himeko's coffee to me before?"

“…………Ah? This……hey?”

After realizing that he had let the cat out of the bag, San Yue Qi quietly looked away.

Good job, March 7th! So you were deliberately trying to trick me. I never thought that you would still be black when cut open. If I had known, I would have sent the coffee I drank directly into your mouth!

An Yi sighed helplessly, then lay back on the recliner.

“You really like chatting.”

"Of course - if no one talks to me, I'll be bored to death! But on the train, Ji Zi was busy, Uncle Yang was busy, Pam was busy, Dan Heng... wasn't busy, but he didn't like to chat! Hey Anyi, you said you came from another universe, so you must have a lot of interesting experiences, right? Can you tell me about it when you have time?"

"Oh, that's quite a long story. Where should I begin..."

An Yi looked up at the light strip on the ceiling, and his thoughts were pulled back to a long, long time ago.

"...From here. I was born into a fairly wealthy family. My father is a Chinese geologist, and my mother is a typical American lady. I inherited my blue eyes from her."

"Where is America?"

"A country in my universe."

An Yi continued:

"I was a genius when I was a kid. Well, actually I am still a genius now. When I was nine, or maybe ten? I don't remember, my father was going to Nepal for a geological survey, and I didn't know why, but I had to go with him - oh, March, listen, that's Pam's voice."

Just as An Yi was speaking, Pam's voice suddenly came from the train's radio, interrupting An Yi's words.

"Hey - hey hey - all passengers, please pay attention, all passengers, please pay attention! The train is about to jump, please pay attention to safety! I repeat, the train is about to jump, please pay attention to safety! Next stop - Black Tower Space Station!"

"Hey? Are we leaving now? An Yi, you haven't finished yet!"

"We'll talk about it next time we have a chance." An Yi sat firmly on the sofa: "Aren't there seat belts on the train?"

"Seat belt? No, what do you need that for?"

"Because of teleportation." An Yi held the armrest of the recliner. This term reminded him of a spaceship driven by a raccoon in his memory: "Is it something like superluminal flight or interstellar teleportation?"

"Yes, yes. Judging from your expression, this isn't the first time you've experienced something like this! Pam told me before that teleportation is the use of time and space... that... what is it? Oops! I forgot it again!"

"It's okay, March 7th. Don't be so hard on yourself."

"Hey, Anyi, have you ever experienced interstellar travel before?"

"I've also experienced inter-universe travel... and for me, there are a little more convenient ways to teleport to another galaxy. Why are you suddenly standing in the middle of the car?"

"Hey! We just want to know if we can avoid falling when we jump."

"It sounds dangerous. I suggest you be careful."

"No! Don't worry, An Yi! I've found the trick. It's mainly about using the waist to exert force, making good use of inertia, and then-"

"That's not what I'm talking about." An Yi's fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest of the recliner: "When you were warping before, you haven't seen... um, monsters in the subspace, right?"

"Huh?! Don't make it sound so scary. There's no such thing as a subspace monster!"

"Haha, that's good. I don't know what the transition to this universe is like yet. I hope it won't be like in Torn Horizon, where I encounter some inexplicable supernatural events or nightmares."

(Note: "Torn Horizon", also known as "Black Hole Surface", is a horror science fiction film released in 1997. The film tells the story of the spacecraft "Torn Horizon" entering an unknown space during a superluminal flight test, which triggered a series of terrifying supernatural events. The film pioneered the ingenious fusion of science fiction and supernatural thinking.)

"Hey? What are you talking about? Movies? That's from your universe, I haven't seen it--ah!"

Before San Yueqi could finish her words, a vibration interrupted her.

Immediately afterwards, the blue light quickly enveloped the entire train from front to back.

It seemed that he was distracted by the conversation with An Yi, causing San Yue Qi to fall backwards.

"Ah...silly child."

An Yi tilted his shoulders, and the black and gold cloak on his back quickly pounced towards San Yue Qi. While catching the girl, he also slightly floated in the air to ensure that she would not fall onto the solid floor.

"The warp begins!"

Pam's voice echoed in Anyi's ears.

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