Xu Zixuan had just returned to reality from the Path’s Narrow.
Before he even had a chance to brush the sunflower seed shells off his clothes, a violent surge of energy suddenly erupted from within Stelle and Caelus.
Golden light spilled uncontrollably from their chests.
The Stellaron’s power churned restlessly, like wild horses that had slipped their reins.
Clearly, facing Nanook directly moments ago had triggered an intense resonance within their already highly active Stellarons.
The golden energy, visible to the naked eye, pushed back against the Doomsday Beast’s cascade of annihilation in reverse, then struck the Doomsday Beast with pinpoint precision.
BOOM!
Amidst the deafening roar of the explosion, the Doomsday Beast, so fearsome just moments before, was directly “detonated” under the impact of this terrifying energy.
A brilliant “firework” bloomed across the starry sky.
A violent imaginary energy storm swept through the entire platform, forcing everyone to shield their eyes against the blast.
“This is bad!” March 7th cried out in alarm.
“The Stellarons are running wild!”
Dan Heng immediately raised his spear and took a defensive stance.
Himeko gathered her focus, ready to step in and suppress it.
Yet just as this runaway energy was about to engulf the entire platform, Xu Zixuan made his move.
He gently extended both hands and lightly tapped Stelle and Caelus on their heads.
Ding~~~
As if someone had pressed a pause button, the rampaging aura around Stelle and Caelus instantly calmed.
Dan Heng caught the falling Caelus securely.
March 7th, at the same time, steadied the unconscious Stelle.
“Zixuan…
are they…?” March 7th asked, worry filling her voice.
“They’re fine.
They just need a good sleep.”
Xu Zixuan went right back to cracking sunflower seeds and looked toward Welt, who had just arrived on the scene.
“Uncle Yang!” March 7th called out in delight.
Welt gave a slight nod, but his gaze swept past the others and settled upon Xu Zixuan, who was leisurely cracking sunflower seeds off to the side.
“This must be Mr.
Xu Zixuan.” Welt adjusted his glasses.
Behind the lenses, his eyes were sharp and deep.
“I just witnessed quite the spectacular…
performance, through the surveillance feed.”
Xu Zixuan unhurriedly finished the last few sunflower seeds and clapped his hands clean.
“Oh my, I was spotted, was I?
I’m just a desk worker passing through.
That just now was…
mm, self-defense.”
The corner of Welt’s mouth lifted slightly.
“Suppressing a Stellaron rampage with such ease…
Mr.
Xu, your definition of ‘desk work’ is remarkably unique.”
Of course, Welt hadn’t seen Xu Zixuan punch Nanook in the face back in the Path’s Narrow.
Otherwise, he most certainly wouldn’t be phrasing it quite like this. This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
“Well, about that…” Xu Zixuan blinked, then suddenly leaned in closer and lowered his voice.
“Truth is, I’ve admired Teacher Yang ever since I was little.
Looking at my aptitude, do you think I qualify as a Herrscher of Reason candidate?”
This sudden change of subject left everyone stunned.
Herrscher of Reason?!
The others had no idea what that meant—but Welt certainly did.
Hearing Xu Zixuan’s words, Welt’s pupils constricted sharply.
“No, no, no.
I’m not,” Xu Zixuan waved his hands with a playful grin.
“I only know a tiny little bit, that’s all.”
And then, he proceeded to perfectly mimic Welt’s tone of voice:
“When I inherited the name Welt, I also inherited everything that man possessed.
But beneath this name, there was nothing that truly belonged to me.”
“I was playing the shadow of a man who died years ago.
But why should I play the shadow of a failure?”
“That’s right.
I killed the Herrscher of the Void and saved this world.
I did what that man could never do.
I have surpassed him.”
Welt: …
Watching Xu Zixuan mimic those chuunibyou lines he had uttered all those years ago, Welt felt his entire being crumble.
An emotion called pure, concentrated cringe surged into his heart.
He felt as though his toes could dig out a three-bedroom apartment right there on the spot.
No, seriously, man.
Are you sick or something?
Who goes around mimicking other people’s dark histories for fun?!
And he’d fired it off as a sudden burst attack, too, not giving him even a sliver of time to mentally prepare.
Damn it.
Got careless.
Didn’t dodge.
Back then, besides himself, who else even knew about this dark history?
Who in the world told him?!
Insane, absolutely insane!
“Was it Void Archives?”
Welt adjusted his glasses and forced himself to remain composed.
He still had to maintain his image in front of everyone.
Had it been his younger self, a black hole would have been hurled over long ago.
“Nope.
I just know, that’s all.
But I’m indeed not someone from your side.” Xu Zixuan smiled with utter openness.
His eyes were so clear you couldn’t spot a single crack in his composure.
“Since the crisis has been resolved,” Welt resumed his usual steady and composed demeanor, adjusted his glasses, and swiftly changed the subject.
“We can talk in detail once we’ve finished dealing with the matters at hand.”
Remnant Voidrangers still roamed everywhere and needed to be cleared out as quickly as possible.
Of course, that was primarily Herta Space Station’s own responsibility.
But the Astral Express had never been one to stand by idly.
“I’ll take Stelle and Caelus to the medical bay.” Dan Heng spoke as he carefully propped up the unconscious Caelus.
Though neither of them showed any visible external injuries, the Stellaron rampage just now was truly worrying.
“I’ll help too!” March 7th hurried over to support Stelle.
The two of them flanked the Stellaron vessels, one on each side, and headed toward the medical area.
Watching the others leave, Xu Zixuan finally caught a moment of rare peace and quiet.
He casually fished out that mysteriously appearing phone and toyed with it thoughtfully.
This phone, like the mask in his pocket, had an unknown origin.
It was very likely Aha’s “masterpiece.”
He gently rubbed the cool body of the phone, a trace of inquisitiveness flickering through his eyes.
“Let me take a look…
just what secrets are you hiding…”
Xu Zixuan leaned casually against the platform railing, his fingertips sliding idly across the phone screen.
To be honest, he was full of genuine curiosity about this world of Star Rail.
What was shown in the game was, after all, merely the tip of the iceberg.
How magnificent and boundless must the real universe be?
He pushed aside his stray thoughts for the moment and decided to browse the internet first.
The moment he opened a social app, his username popped up.
LoveToMakeJoy…
Xu Zixuan’s face twisted into that of an old man squinting at a subway map.
Who gave him such a sleazy name?!
Xu Zixuan swiftly changed his handle.
HaveSomeShame…
Xu Zixuan quickly gave himself a new username.
Just as he was about to properly explore this world’s network, a chat group named “Aeon Tea Party” suddenly appeared at the top of his interface without any prior warning.
He tapped open the member list.
Four astonishing profile icons were listed: Aha, Aeon of Elation; Nous, Aeon of Erudition; Fuli, Aeon of Remembrance; and Nanook, Aeon of Destruction.
Exactly the four Aeons he had come into contact with since arriving in this world.
Well now?!
I have an Aeon group chat?!
Don’t think I haven’t read web novels before.
I’ve seen this plot!
He tentatively sent a message:
Xu Zixuan: Are all of you the real deal?
Aha responded instantly:
Aha: That’s right.
All the real deal~ Aha is very happy to meet you.
You are simply far too entertaining…
Aha: (throws confetti.jpg)
Aha: It’s such a pity Aha can’t give you a blessing.