I am a retired rider in Xingtie, and I am loved by players.

Sure enough, the power she just used actually came from the destiny she was on, not from the Snow Firefly Armor.

Could it be memory?

Or nothingness, or some other force?

Yilu didn't know what kind of destiny she had embarked on, because she didn't have any obvious destiny inclination, nor did she have any particularly strong desires.

Since I didn't step into my destiny voluntarily, then I stepped into it passively... Could it be that when I was wandering in outer space before, a passing star god accidentally glanced at me?

"what?"

At this moment, Yilu suddenly found that her right arm seemed to be able to move, as if something invisible and intangible was continuously replenishing her body to fill the gap, and the dark blue lines spreading on her arm also faded away.

It's strange, I didn't do anything.

Could it be that the mysterious star god looked at me again?

After thinking about it carefully, Yilu still felt that this possibility was almost non-existent. Perhaps it was just because the power of destiny could recover automatically.

After all, the Star Gods rarely glanced at others. It was a miracle for a mortal to be noticed by them once. If they noticed her twice, the marketing director who sold the interstellar lottery tickets would probably not dare to let her in, for fear that she would bankrupt the "company".

Anyway, it's okay...

"Disarmament"

Thinking of this, Yilu took the initiative to cancel her transformation, and changed back from the iron cavalry form shrouded in frost to the petite and delicate silver-haired girl before.

On the other hand, after confirming with Jizi and others that Xing was not in danger of life, Walter came to Yilu and paid a special visit to her to express his concern:

"Ms. Ilu, are you okay?"

"Well, the external armor of the machine has suffered some minor damage. It will be fine after a period of rest."

Yilu smiled and waved her hands, indicating that she was fine.

Because the Grammer Empire took into account the battlefield environment would be near a superstar when designing the Snow Firefly Armor, it achieved the ultimate in radiation resistance and heat insulation performance, so that it would not easily spontaneously combust.

Although the antimatter rays released by Doommon were powerful, they only destroyed part of Snow Firefly's external armor and did not hurt her body.

"I'm a little ashamed to say that I encountered an antimatter army on the way here. It took me some time to deal with them."

Walter stared at the girl's eyes, which were as beautiful as fireflies, and said in a serious tone: "If you were not here, Sanyueqi and Xing would probably be in danger. I sincerely thank you on their behalf. If you need anything, please let me know before the train leaves the space station."

At this point, the man took a deep breath, as if he had made some kind of decision in his heart, and continued: "In addition, I also have a personal request. I wonder if you are willing to agree to it."

"of course can."

Ilu nodded slightly.

She had rarely seen Uncle Yang ask for help from others in the game before. Since Uncle Yang was willing to ask, there was no reason for her to refuse.

"Um, that is... can you let me see how you transform, that silver mecha... er, actually it's not that I want to see it, but I'm planning to make an animation about mechas, and I just happen to lack inspiration in this area."

Walter's tone was a little awkward and reserved, as if he had returned to his youth.

"Uh, Uncle Yang..."

"what happened?"

"Haven't Jizi and the others told you that after my physical examination is completed, I also plan to get in the car and go with you. We will be a family from now on."

"..."

Hearing this, Walter fell silent. The two of them just stared at each other. The atmosphere on the field became extremely awkward. Even the crows had to caw a few times when they came.

After several seconds, he raised his glasses and turned to look at the train crew who were helping Xing Yuan go. His tone returned to its previous mature and steady tone: "Well, this is a good thing. It seems that we will have a long time to spend together in the future, so there is no need to rush."

"The people from the space station will come over to clean up the mess soon. This is not a suitable place to talk. Let's go back with San Yue Qi and the others."

"Ah."

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Meanwhile, the real world.

"Oh no! My wife doesn't seem to know how to save me. What should I do?"

Seeing that even the most reliable Ilu couldn't stop the star core that was about to go out of control, Jiahun's heart couldn't help but tighten. He clicked the mouse nervously, trying to obtain the power to negate the game from outside the game.

Although they knew that the protagonist would definitely not die, the tense atmosphere created by the cutscenes was so good that many viewers in the live broadcast room were immersed in the game plot with her, and they were anxious along with Yilu who was completely at a loss on the screen, and the comments in the live broadcast room also became abstract:

[If I do, won't my wife be left as a widow? ]

【Don’t do that kind of thing! 】

[Woo woo woo! Honey, please fly away quickly and leave me alone. I’m afraid I might accidentally hit you when I do that.]

[Don't worry, if the protagonist dies, Ilu will go with us to be a desperate couple, and no one present will survive.]

Just as the fluctuations in the core of the star became increasingly intense and there was a danger of exploding at any time, a familiar figure appeared on the screen.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ms. Ilu. Just leave the rest to me."

"Wow! I didn't expect Uncle Yang to come to the rescue!"

Seeing the person coming, Jia Hun's eyes suddenly lit up, but she was soon stunned: "Huh? Wait a minute, why is he holding up the cane?"

"boom!"

As the dark red cane in Walter's hand hit the gray-haired girl on the head, the most serious crisis currently facing the train crew was resolved at this moment.

It seemed like everything was back to normal without much cost.

[Gently awaken the sleeping soul~]

[Young people have good sleep quality and fall asleep as soon as they lie down]

[Luckily it was Uncle Yang who called me. If it was Yilu who called me, I would have never been able to get up from sleep.]

After glancing at the comments in the live broadcast room, Jiahun ignored the netizens' jeers. She continued to look at the screen in front of her, waiting for the Pioneer to wake up.

"Are you awake?"

As the screen lit up again, the pioneer slowly opened his eyes, and Jiahun suddenly heard a familiar voice. As the camera slowly rose, a pair of eyes as gorgeous as fireflies came into view.

At this moment, she was lying in the other's arms, staring straight into Yilu's eyes.

"Ah! You...she, she, she is hugging me..."

Outside the screen, Jia Hun's face had turned as red as a ripe apple, and her language module was overloaded, and she couldn't even form a complete sentence.

[If I'm not mistaken, Silly Soul seems to be popular]

[His baby, who wouldn’t be famous? Even me would be famous]

[Fuck, why was it Dan Heng who woke me up? I also want Yilu's wake-up service! ]

[Could this silly soul have been turned gay? ]

[Silly Soul: Damn, it’s coming for me]

"Ahhhh!!!"

Realizing that her embarrassing situation seemed to have been seen by everyone in the live broadcast room, Jia Hun screamed like a groundhog. She picked up the pillow beside her and buried her face in it, looking like she was furious and mad after being exposed.

"I didn't! Stop talking nonsense!"

A small bounty is being offered, starting now and ending at 6 noon on June 4th.

期间每200月票加更1章，每2000推荐票加更1章，每100刀片加1更。

Each chapter must be at least 2000 words, with no upper limit.

Note: No treasure chest, no treasure chest, no treasure chest!

The next version will be Firefly. You can use the money to draw characters. The performance of our book is pretty good. There is no need for treasure chests at the moment, so we won’t set up treasure chests to add more chapters.

What, someone said that I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to pay it back after setting it up?

How... How is it possible? I just don't want the treasure chest! (guilty.jpg)

Without further ado, I will update 10,000 words today to prove my strength.

The afternoon update will be moved to 12 o'clock in the evening, when 5 chapters will be released in succession, and then three chapters will be updated a day until the bounty is paid off.

The author is typing furiously now, see you in 13 hours. Thank you all for your votes and support.

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Chapter 23: Remembering Destiny (1/5)

Xing felt as if he had had a very long dream.

In the dream, there seemed to be a voice constantly calling her, making her see many strange scenes that she had never seen before. Although she had woken up at this moment, those scenes were still deeply imprinted in her mind.

It was a planet covered by ice and snow all year round. There, a group of companions whose faces she couldn't see gathered around a warm fire with her. Although she didn't know what they were talking about, she felt particularly at ease.

And at the end of that dream, she saw a solitary figure who went against everyone else and whom no one was willing to follow.

That person is——

"Ilu?"

Xing woke up slowly from his sleep, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar person. He couldn't help but blinked in confusion.

"It's me~"

Noticing Xing's confused gaze, Yilu waved at her with a smile. The gray-haired girl was overwhelmed for a moment by the beauty attack at such a close distance. She blushed and looked away.

Not far away was a group of staff members gathered around medical equipment and recording some data. Seeing this peaceful scene, she immediately recalled what happened before she fell into a coma.

If I remember correctly, I seemed to be hit by Doommon's ray, and then Ilu came over to block the subsequent attack for me...

"Did we win?"

"Yes, we are the ones who won in the end. The threat from the Antimatter Legion has been eliminated. You can rest assured."

"Then are you injured?"

"It's just that the body is slightly damaged, it's nothing serious, just take a short rest."

Yilu looked at Xing who was rubbing his eyes and sitting up, but not yet fully awake, and said with some concern in his gentle tone: "How are you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Well...my head feels a little dizzy, but other than that, nothing else."

While answering Ilu's questions, the gray-haired girl carefully examined her body. Her mind quickly recalled the part that was hit by Doommon's antimatter ray, and she subconsciously reached out and touched her chest.

Her fingertips touched a layer of extremely soft silk fabric. The unfamiliar touch made Xing stunned for a moment. She looked down and found that she had changed into new clothes without knowing when.

"what……"

Xing opened his mouth in surprise.

Whose clothes are these?

"Don't worry, I changed it for you. Your clothes were partially damaged in the battle with Doommon, and are currently being repaired by Ms. Black Tower."

As if she had read her mind, the silver-haired girl sitting beside the bed smiled and explained, "As for the clothes you're wearing, since our sizes don't quite fit, what you're wearing now are what Sister Jizi brought from the train."

"!!!"

Hearing this, Xing's face instantly turned red. She buried her face in the snow-white duvet beside her and made a sound as subtle as a mosquito, almost inaudible:

"Yilu, I feel a little sleepy, can you let me rest for a while..."

"Well, take a break first, I won't disturb you."

Seeing the gray-haired girl's interesting reaction, Yilu shook the phone in her hand and said to her with a smile: "I'm leaving first. If you have anything, you can contact me by phone."

……