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Jiang Lin: Are you sure it's just enhancement, not activation?
Black Tower: Just tell me whether you'll give it to me or not.
Jiang Lin: No.
Jiang Lin: I can handle this myself.
"Black Tower: Please."
"Jiang Lin: Blocked."
Silver Wolf: Hahahaha, that's hilarious!
"Black Tower: The 77th."
Silver Wolf: Oh no, my account!
At this moment, the black swan, who had originally planned to return to the train later, was caught in a dilemma.
If she goes back now, won't they tear her apart alive?
But if Yi Ting catches her, she... probably won't have a good ending either.
Why does this trash video always manage to harm her?!
Born from that shattered stream of light,
Countless streams of light converged like stars, weaving together to form His body; fragments of memory piled up layer upon layer, constructing His thoughts and existence.
[He is none other than Fu Li, the "Memory" that is as clear as crystal and exudes imperial majesty!]
The light emanating from His body seemed to illuminate all that had ever happened, but at that moment, His crystal-like form shattered without warning, scattering its light in all directions.
[“When the lies of ‘memory’ are buried together,”]
Amidst the scattered, fragmented light, layer upon layer of ice crystals quietly condensed, like an exquisite cocoon, gently enveloping the figure at its center.
Beneath the ice crystals, the pink-haired girl lay asleep peacefully, her eyes gently closed, her face serene, seemingly isolated from the shattered world around her.
"While being spied on by Yi Ting's siblings,"
[Yi Ting's conspiracy spreads like vines, slowly reaching towards the sleeping girl.]
Countless eyes of those who remember lurked in the shadows, filled with greed and covetousness, like lurking hunters, locked onto their target, eager to devour her completely and seize her secrets.
【"ah……"】
As their hands reached out to the girl, completely extinguishing the last glimmer of light, the tightly closed eyes within the ice crystal suddenly opened.
A crimson light pierced the silence in an instant—the true "her" was slowly awakening from the shattered ice crystals, emerging from her cocoon with newfound power.
"Nguyen Mai: The Passing of a Star God?"
Jingyuan: Unbelievable.
"Euronis: Father..."
"Jadeite: This is yet another piece of news that will shake the world..."
"Aha: Great, I get to eat crushed ice."
Jiang Lin: No... Assuming He really disappeared, leading to the birth of March, then what about the Fu Li we saw before that... and the Fu Li in the live stream?
"Screw Gum: Conclusion: The Memory Star God - Fu Li, did not truly die."
Yun Li: But what cannot be denied is that March is actually a child of memories?!
March 7th: Me... Huh? I actually... have such a great background?
Fu Xuan: I actually had the honor of entering the memories of the Child of Memories... Unbelievable.
"Qingque: Does the Grand Diviner mean that I am still alive?"
Fu Xuan: Azure Sparrow!!!
Jiang Lin: ...I knew it! I didn't get on the wrong train!
Xing: Jiang Lin, what are you trying to do?
"Danheng: Calm down."
Jiang Lin: What are you thinking? I just want to give Xiao Sanyue a check-up.
"Black Tower: How about we go together? I'm really interested in her right now."
March 7th: Huh?
"March 7th: I don't want to become experimental material!"
"Ladio: The Garden of Flowing Light and Memories has quite a few secrets hidden."
"Black Tower: @Jiang Lin, @Ruan Mei, @Screw Gumu, @Stephen, I suddenly had an idea, how about we go to Yiting and pull off a big heist sometime?"
Stephen: I... don't really want to go.
"Fireworks: Geniuses gathered together, and actually the idea king—Black Tower—was born? How interesting."
"Floating Dawn: Records..."
"Aha: The main character is here, why don't you explain yourself?"
"Fireworks: How about Rakugo-shin takes March 7th to meet his relatives?"
"Aha: Great idea! Little March~ Come to Uncle Aha quickly~"
March 7th: Huh? Tonic medicine!
"Pam: @Aha, you can't force March 7th passenger Pam!"
Even if I don't remember...
"It's alright."
A crimson jellyfish, glowing with an eerie light, slowly floated into her palm, its tentacles trembling as they clung to her fingertips.
"I was born for this."
"Melting yourself, sinking into the cracks of time."
The moment she finished speaking, ice crystals condensed around her again, spreading upwards in layers until they completely enveloped the pink-haired girl.
Her eyelashes trembled one last time before she fell into an endless slumber once more, fine frost forming on the surface of her ice crystals, isolating her from all external disturbances.
"That future belongs to you..."
"How blissful, how pure."
[As the scenes shift, March 7th's camera lens captures various everyday moments aboard the Star Train:]
Walter was intently staring at the machine before him, his fingertips lightly tracing its surface.
Train conductor Pam bustled about in the aisle, her small figure radiating boundless energy.
Himeko sat by the window, gently stirring her coffee with a silver spoon, creating delicate ripples in the foam.
[Danheng, holding a pen and paper, silently jots something down at the table, his expression calm and focused.]
[Hoshi carefully wiped the baseball bat in his hand, his movements serious and gentle.]
Jiang Lin, holding a cup of coffee, secretly observes the other passengers on the train, his expression grave, seemingly searching for a "victim."
[The screen changes. 】
The Star Train radiates a warm light, piercing the darkness of the universe, illuminating not only the countless stars but also paving a bright path to a brighter future.
In this dazzling light, March 7th slowly opened her eyes. This time, the world she saw was no longer a monotonous gray and blood red, but filled with vibrant and lively colors.
However, "memory" chose "▇▇".
In the darkness, countless figures surged, reaching out to grasp every last fragment of scattered, broken light, not letting a single drop slip through their fingers.
"Only a desolate midnight remains in Onphalus."
Chapter 171 ends, naming process begins.
"Aglaia: What does the last sentence mean?!"
"Naka: It's rare to see you like this, seamstress. You actually reacted like this because of a single sentence."
Aglaia: I don't want to argue with you.
"Nakashi: Fine, I don't want to feed you magic bullets either."
Tibo: ...Is Onpharos's fate truly unchangeable?
"Sai Fei'er: @March 7th"
March 7th: Huh? What do you want? Why aren't you saying anything?
"Ladio: What did she mean by 'choosing memory'? Opening up new possibilities?"
"Fictional historians: Is the power of myth at work?"
"Potio: 666, don't you ever look at your nickname before you speak, you little rascal?"
"Silver Branch: Pure Beauty above, I am fortunate to have come to know a seed that is so close to 'beauty' like Lady March 7. In any case, when you go to Onphalus, please be sure to take me with you."
"Bai'er: If the outcome is unchangeable... I will die as a warrior who protects my homeland."
"The Fire Thief: Not enough... over thirty million..."
"Tian: What is this guy saying? We don't understand him!"
"Feng Jin: He... is definitely sick."
"Xia Die: So... Feng Jin has this side to her too."
"Kaze no no no, that's not what I meant. I wasn't insulting him. It's just... the doctor's judgment."
"Wan Di: So, what exactly is this thing?"
At that moment, the scene changed again.
[Among the stars, streaks of light converge into a dazzling vortex, the radiance flowing and shimmering through the universe, like a grand and dreamlike feast of light and shadow.]
But this beautiful scene didn't last long; it ultimately couldn't escape its fate of being "burned," and its light quickly dimmed.