bookbashuk Chapter 107 A Storm Begins from the End of a Floating Stream
Chapter 107 A Storm Begins from the End of a Floating Stream
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Hoshi put his phone back in his pocket.
The smile on his face vanished without a trace the moment the screen went out.
"Let them keep playing."
She turned to look at Xing and Danheng beside her.
The voice was kept very low, as if not wanting to disturb this rare peace.
What happens next... is not suitable for children.
"Besides, they've only been alive for a short time, there's no need for them to get involved in this mess so quickly... a mess that even the Star God is having a headache with."
Xing nodded.
She didn't say anything, but silently moved closer to Hoshino.
He bumped his shoulder against Hoshino's shoulder.
The movement was very light, yet it carried a silent sense of support.
"Let's go."
Dan Heng sighed.
The former Dragon Lord glanced back at the majestic Divine Strategy Palace behind him, his expression complex.
"Back to the train."
"There are some things that really need to be said."
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The Starry Sky Train, observation carriage.
Pam was dusting the sofa with a feather duster, humming an unknown tune.
When the train conductor saw the three of them push open the door and enter, he was about to greet them warmly when he keenly sensed the unusual aura emanating from them.
"...Pa?"
Pam's ears twitched.
It put down the feather duster and looked at Hoshino with some concern.
"What happened?"
"Your expressions... are exactly the same as when we fought Huanlong last time?"
Mohoshi forced a smile.
She walked over, bent down, and ruffled Pam's fluffy head.
"It's nothing, Pam."
"I'm just... a little tired."
"Can you do me a favor?"
"What's the big deal? Anything the train conductor can do!"
"Help me call everyone over."
Hoshi straightened up and looked around the empty carriage.
"Sister Ji Zi, Uncle Yang."
"besides......"
She paused, her gaze drifting towards the corridor leading to the guest room area.
"Those two 'clever' people who just stayed in the car and wouldn't leave."
"Sunday, and black swans too."
"Should they all be called 'Mapa'?"
Pam paused for a moment.
"Are we having a party? I'll go prepare some juice!"
"It's not a party."
Hoshi shook his head.
Her eyes became somewhat deep.
"It's... team building."
"A team-building activity that could potentially cost everyone their lives..."
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Ten minutes later.
Apart from the Golden Clan members who were still out having fun, all the core members on the train gathered around the long table in the observation car.
Himeko, holding a freshly brewed cup of coffee (this time no one dared to complain about the taste), sat elegantly in the main seat.
Walter Young sat opposite her, still holding the data terminal he always carried, his brow slightly furrowed.
March 7th, clutching her camera, fidgeted nervously in her chair, her eyes darting back and forth between the stars.
On the other end of the table.
The black swan was playing with a tarot card, its purple eyes gleaming with a meaningful light.
On Sundays, he would sit quietly in a corner with his hands crossed on his knees, his ever-present faint smile making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
The atmosphere was somewhat heavy.
It was even more oppressive than when we faced the Star Core Crisis last time.
Hoshi sat in the center of the table.
She did not speak.
He simply lowered his head, looking at the black jade tablet in his hand.
His fingers repeatedly rubbed the red "forbidden" character.
She hesitated.
Do I really have to say it?
Jingyuan's words still echoed in my ears—"Cognition is connection."
Once she spoke it aloud, once she conveyed that "concept" to everyone present.
They were no longer bystanders.
They will all become "carriers".
They will all be swept up in that inescapable calamity.
It's like...
She was holding a grenade with the pin pulled.
What she has to do now is throw this grenade into the midst of her closest family members.
"Noriboshi".
Himeko put down her coffee cup.
The sound of porcelain plates colliding was exceptionally clear in the quiet carriage.
"You've been silent for a full five minutes since you got back."
"This isn't like you."
"Normally, you would have already started complaining about how bad General Jingyuan's tea was, or that the threshold for Shence Mansion was too high by now."
Himeko's gaze was gentle yet firm.
"What happened?"
"Is there... a problem with your health?"
"Not the body."
Hoshino looked up.
She took a deep breath, as if trying to draw courage from the air through this action.
"Sister Ji Zi, Uncle Yang, and everyone else."
"Before you speak."
"I must first explain something."
Her gaze swept over everyone present.
His eyes were more serious than ever before.
"What comes next."
"It's not just a secret."
"It's also... a curse."
"Once you hear it..."
"Once you understand what it means."
"You will be just like me."
"Marked by something..."
"You might have nightmares, you might have hallucinations, or even... you might face some unknown danger to your life."
Hoshi's fingers gripped the table tightly.
"so."
"If anyone wants to quit now."
"I want to go back to my room to sleep, or listen to music with my headphones on."
"I don't blame you."
"real."
A brief silence fell over the carriage.
March 7th blinked.
She glanced at Hoshino, whose face was solemn, and then at Hoshino, who stood beside her with a blank expression.
Sudden.
She smiled.
"Oh dear, I thought it was something serious!"
On March 7th, I slammed the camera onto the table.
"A curse? A mark?"
"Have we not carried enough curses along the way?"
"The star core, the star god, and that thing about breeding insects..."
She counted on her fingers.
"One more or one less makes no difference!"
She moved closer to Hoshino, reached out, and flicked her forehead.
"We'll see."
"You are the God of the End Times!"
"Although she's the kind of... well, a star god who often messes things up."
"But he's still a god, after all!"
"With you here, what do we have to fear?"
"At worst..."
He made a funny face on March 7th.
"Let's all turn into monsters, and then we can even form a 'Starry Sky Monster Band' and debut!"
"puff."
Xing couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The tense atmosphere dissipated almost entirely after March 7th disrupted things.
"March is right."
Himeko smiled and nodded.
She reached out and covered Hoshino's clenched fist.
The warmth of my palm seeped through my skin, so comforting it made me want to cry.
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