“Huh?
You two aren’t upset anymore?”
March 7th blinked, stunned by how fast they had bounced back.
“Nope.
Not upset at all.”
Stelle and Caelus grinned goofily.
“Hey!
You were both faking it the whole time!”
March 7th finally caught on and stomped her foot in frustration.
So she was the only one who got tricked, huh?!
“Forget it.
You two look around and see if there’s anything you like.
Pick something to use as a weapon.
The Legion is rampaging through the space station like rabid dogs.
The return route won’t be safe either.
Better to carry something for self-defense.”
March 7th led them into the Storage Zone.
Many of the curios Herta had collected were displayed here.
“This place is packed with all sorts of bizarre gadgets.
They’re what you’d call ‘curios.’ Herta collects them and then just leaves them here to gather dust.
No idea what the point is.”
Soon, Stelle’s gaze was drawn to a baseball bat.
For some reason, she felt this bat suited her especially well.
But just as she reached out her hand, another hand grabbed the other end of the bat.
“Hey.
I saw this one first, little sister!” Caelus tilted his head, his tone cocky and full of swagger.
“I was the one who touched it first!
And I’m the older sister!” Stelle refused to yield an inch.
“Oh, come on…
you two are fighting over a baseball bat?” March 7th watched the two bickering and felt her head swelling to twice its size.
“I just feel like this one fits my hand perfectly.” Stelle insisted.
“Nonsense.
It’s clearly a better match for me!” Caelus shot back immediately.
“Alright, alright.
Stop fighting.
Here, here.
One for each.
Otherwise, people might think we can’t afford a second one.”
Xu Zixuan, unable to watch any longer, actually pulled out an identical baseball bat from his pocket and stuffed it into Caelus’s hands.
March 7th: ???
“Hold on.
Is your pocket some kind of magic treasure sack?
How do you just have everything in there?!” March 7th was completely speechless.
Of course, she didn’t find the act of shoving a baseball bat into a pocket all that strange.
In the world of Star Rail, spatial compression technology was nothing earth-shattering.
The problem was…
this baseball bat was exactly identical to a curio in Herta Space Station?
That was way too much of a coincidence!
I’m starting to suspect you just whipped this bat up by hand on the spot!
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“Alright.
Now you each have one.
No more problems, right…” Xu Zixuan hadn’t even finished speaking when he saw Stelle and Caelus start fighting over the one he had just handed out.
“This one was handed to me personally by Dad!
This one’s mine.
That one’s yours!”
“No way!
This one is mine.
That one’s yours!”
“Dad!
Look at him…”
March 7th: …
Didn’t they already confirm he wasn’t their dad?
Why are they still calling him that?
“Utter chaos.
I always thought I was the chaotic one.
Now I see there’s always a bigger fish.”
March 7th let out a sigh.
She was starting to miss the reliable Dan Heng.
In all their past adventures, she had always been the one filling the “unreliable” slot.
She never imagined that out of this whole group, she might actually be the most reliable one now.
Dan Heng: Actually…
I’m a martial artist, you know.
Before you came along, who do you think played the “unreliable” role on the team?
“Alright, alright.
The older one should yield to the younger one, right?”
Xu Zixuan rubbed his chin and put forward a “fair” solution.
Truthfully, there was no real difference between the two bats.
Only that one of them had been created by his own hand.
But seeing both Stelle and Caelus chase after the one he had created made Xu Zixuan feel quite gratified.
He hadn’t doted on these two kids for nothing.
“Oh~ Then it’s settled!
This bat is mine, right, big brother?”
Stelle immediately changed her tune, her voice so sweet it could drip honey.
“Big sister~ I’m the younger one.
You should let little brother have this one instead.”
Caelus also turned obedient in a flash, his eyes brimming with pure innocence.
March 7th: “?????????”
Hold on.
You two switch faces way too fast!
Weren’t you just fighting about who was born first?!
“Mere birth order, how can it compare to the bat!” Stelle declared righteously, wearing an expression that said “Isn’t it obvious?”
“Exactly, exactly.
Truly worthy of being my big sister.” Caelus nodded vigorously in profound agreement.
The corner of March 7th’s mouth twitched violently.
Fine.
Absolutely fine…
As expected of you two!
“How about this…”
Xu Zixuan said, putting both baseball bats back into his pocket.
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“Now I can’t tell which one is which either.
One for each of you.
That works, right?”
This little squabble was finally quelled under Xu Zixuan’s masterful “muddying the waters” maneuver.
“From now on, I’ll call you little brother.
You call me little sister.
We’ll each use our own terms!”
Stelle gripped her newly acquired baseball bat, adopting the bearing of “Bat in hand, follow my lead,” and jutted her chin out at Caelus.
“Deal!
From this day forward, we are…
the Galactic Bat Rangers!”
Caelus and Stelle stood shoulder to shoulder, left and right, both hoisting their bats, expressions cool and full of swagger.
“Then I’ll be ‘Galactic’!”
Xu Zixuan played along enthusiastically, pulling out yet another bat from who knows where and striking a signature pose.
“Then I’m ‘Bat’!” Caelus caught on instantly and chimed in with the chant.
“Then I’m ‘Rangers’!” Stelle didn’t hesitate for a second, keeping the rhythm going.
Right after, Xu Zixuan, Stelle, and Caelus, all three of them, turned six eyes in perfect unison toward March 7th, gazing at her with brimming anticipation.
March 7th: …Huh?
There’s a part for me too?
She pointed at herself, a bead of cold sweat silently sliding down her temple.
“…Then, I’m ‘The’?”
“Yep.
There you go.
That’s the spirit.”
Xu Zixuan pulled out yet another baseball bat and handed it to March 7th.
Ahe.
I wonder if March 7th will unlock a baseball bat form?
March 7th: Are you running a wholesale baseball bat business or something?
March 7th took the bat and couldn’t help but fire off a sarcastic remark.
Had she just nonsensically joined this so-called Galactic Bat Rangers organization?
This was way too random!
“Watch out!”
The moment they left the storage room, the Antimatter Legion outside surrounded them.
March 7th immediately dropped the bat and drew her bow.
“It’s the Antimatter Legion!
Those lunatics have swarmed over here.
Watch me go beat them up!”
Chatterbox though she was, March 7th was still very reliable.
Especially now.
If March 7th wasn’t reliable, she felt like there would be no reliable person left in the entire party.
It would all be over!
This forced March 7th into being reliable against her will!
March 7th made a light flick along the edge of her skirt.
An arrow coalesced from frost appeared in her hand.
“You have the worst luck running into me.”
She smugly nocked the newly formed ice arrow onto her bowstring and let loose a shot toward the Antimatter Legion.
Whoosh, crash…
These ordinary Voidrangers were simply no match for March 7th.
March 7th took them down one by one, swiftly clearing out one direction of Voidrangers.
And as for the other directions…
“Rules…
are made to be broken!”