Star Railway: Star Eater Joins The Chat Group

After yesterday's battle, has Xingbao really not changed at all?

That is of course impossible, but the changes cannot be seen from the outside.

At King Ghidorah's level, as long as he acknowledges his existence, even if it is just regular activities around him, he will gradually be nourished by the power of God, not to mention that Xingbao was directly shot. It's just that Xingbao's tolerance is limited, and he can only absorb and transform slowly. There is not much benefit in forcing things to grow.

Taking advantage of the break time, Bronya and King Ghidorah had breakfast together, and March Seven asked if there was anything they could help with.

Oh, the person who took the initiative to do the toilet task is here.

Bronya used to take tasks from herself in the game when playing Star Rail, and now the real train team has come to her to take the task.

It just so happens that there are not enough people at this stage, and how can the train team that helps others for the pleasure of"Four Seven Zero" not be used.

Bronya said:"It just so happens that I want someone to go to the lower area and inform the people in the lower area in advance of what happened above, but there is a serious shortage of manpower."

"I will have people bring down the supplies and tools from the transport track. If we repair the passageway on both the upper and lower levels, I think it will be much faster."

"If this is possible, then I will trouble you, and I will certainly not let you work in vain."

In fact, Bronya really wanted to go with them, to see the place where she was born, and to see if there was really any special connection between her and Seele.

But now she couldn't leave the upper area, so she could only go down and take a look when she had time.

Dan Heng asked:"But how do we get to the lower area? The track for transporting ore and materials should not be accessible to people, right?"

Ghidorah on the side smiled and said:"Don't worry, someone will find a way."

Bronya smiled knowingly, leaving Xingbao and March Seven confused.

In the prison of the Silver Mane Iron Guard, the blue-haired dandy man was planning to escape.

Our cold-legged uncle Sambo was thrown into prison directly after following King Ghidorah and his group into Beloberg, which was obviously completely contrary to his script.

Script?

Damn the script, this scene has been fucked up a long time ago.

For the sake of that big guy, Sambo slept in the cell for a day, and today he planned to take advantage of the chaos outside to escape.

How could a mere ordinary prison hold a masked fool?

Just as Sambo was about to act, a guard came in and called him out

"Hey, Prisoner 9527, you have a chance to redeem yourself, do your best."

Zanbo was taken out for no apparent reason, and when he saw that it was Ghidorah and the train crew, his legs went weak.

"Big brothers and big sisters, just tell me what you want. As long as it is something that I, old Sangbo, can do, I will definitely do it beautifully for you."

Sangbo rubbed his hands and said with a flattering face, acting just like the guide in the drama.

Sanyueqi put his hands on his waist and said with the power of a fox:"Hehe, we have to go to the lower district to do some things. I heard that you have some connections here."

Sangbo said proudly:"Of course, I, old Sangbo, am a well-known local snake here. If there is no small path to move up and down, how can I do business?"

Changing his tone, Sangbo asked with a flattering face:"Hehe, well, since I have made meritorious contributions this time, can you just let me go?"

"It depends on your performance." Xingbao spread his hands, looking like he was just making a promise.

You ask if I will let you go or not, I don't know.

At this time, Sambo can only act helpless and pitiful.

It must be said that Sambo's acting skills are indeed good enough to win an Oscar. Although King Ghidorah realized that something was wrong with Sambo when he was playing games, he didn't expect that such a funny character like him would be a Masked Fool.

Masked Fools, they all act with masks on. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

However, the one who is closest to joy is the one who looks the craziest. Crazy fireworks.

The secret passage leading to the lower area is in a block in the city that was eroded by the rift. Ghidorah asked Sambo to take Xingbao and the others down first, and he was invited to go to Nyako's side.

Regarding the Cthulhu-style attack on the world of black bullets, Nyako's side has a lot of research problems.

Through the group visit, Ghidorah appeared in Nyako's bedroom and felt the warning of the world's will here, but he could only bear it before He did something.

Then, Ghidorah saw Nyako pounce on him, hanging on His body, swiping his tongue like a hungry tiger hunting.

"You called me over here to study the problem, but you really wanted my body."

Ghidorah pulled Nyarko off speechlessly. He knew that he was very attractive, but he shouldn't be so hungry. Nyarko sat down on the ground and said dissatisfiedly:"I took the initiative to pounce on you, but you pulled me off. Is it you who is not good enough or am I not attractive?"

Nyarko puffed her face and was angry.[]

It's true that she was greedy for King Ghidorah's body. She almost couldn't hold back at the last party. The attraction of the upper-level God to the lower-level God was too fatal. It was no exaggeration to say that it was like being drugged.

But she was a girl after all. She was so proactive and was rejected. Wouldn't she be sad?

King Ghidorah spread his hands and said,"If you hadn't been wagging your tongue and looking stupid just now, you could have felt the ecstasy now."

Nayako was stunned. Was she really stupid for wagging her tongue just now?

No, it was just an instinctive reaction of hunger.

Nayako quickly changed the topic and said,"Hehe, I didn't call you here just because I was greedy for your body. There are indeed some problems in the research."

"Although the prototype chosen by the universe when creating me was indeed Nyarlathotep himself, it was only a reference. I have very few abilities similar to Nyarlathotep. I only have some of the concepts of the Outer Gods."

"Essentially, I, the goddess of interstellar police, am a good god. My setting and my own strength make it difficult to simulate the ability of Nyarlathotep, so I think you can only help me with this matter."

Nyako spread her hands, indicating that she really had no other choice, but she didn't want to give up the opportunity to punish the scum in the world of Black Bullet herself.

"This is indeed a very troublesome problem."

Ghidorah touched his chin and thought about how to help Nyarlathotep.

If it was just a problem of insufficient divine power, then He could just give Nyarlathotep a few shots.

But this is a problem of lack of ability, I'm afraid He will have to go to Nyarlathotep himself to"borrow some".