Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

It was already dark outside the glass windows of the Star Dome Train. The classical music played on the old-fashioned gramophone entered the final climax. The melodious violin sound echoed in the carriage. Under the dark and deep starry sky, the train seemed to be passing by. The lonely boat in the vast ocean is quiet and profound.

The vast universe is like an entrenched beast, sternly looking at everyone who attempts to control the starry sky, snoring with disdain.

Jiang Fan leaned on the pillar of the glass window, holding a cup of coffee in his hand and sipping it, staring blankly at the stars trailing firelight across the sky outside the window. They were so gorgeous.

Beloberg's matter has come to an end. Through the exchange of information with Bronya and Xi'er, he has learned that the logistics personnel from Interstellar Peace Company have arrived in Beloberg's town to start the first round of Material assistance.

According to the Yalilo 145 development plan customized by him and Bronya, Beloberg will complete the basic transformation within one year and completely stabilize Beloberg's internal conflicts and resource planning.

The next four years will be a rapid development plan. Through the assistance of scientific researchers from the Interstellar Peace Company, the technology tree of Yaliluo will be quickly climbed. The scientific research department of the city builders will receive key support.

The last five years are the final stage of Belloberg's vitality, allowing this silent planet to embark on its journey to the universe again.

With the full support of the Interstellar Peace Company and the Black Tower Space Station, Beloberg has the capital to survive in the vast universe. Whether it is the interstellar pirates or the antimatter army under Nanook, they must all attack before attacking the planet. Weighing and weighing came from the gazes of the two people who commanded power.

Jiang Fan stared at the stars outside the window in a daze, and the scene reflected in his mind was a scene of him standing on the Luofu Immortal Boat side by side with Jingliu, pointing at the dim starry sky, just as he once said to Jingliu.

"Time is like a book. The stories that belong to us will appear on the yellowed pages one by one. I am afraid of the still ruthless torrent of time, but that beautiful memory is immortal and the story that belongs to us. Immortal too, and as you can see, I love you more than you can imagine...Kingryu.”

Jiang Fan frequently raised his cup to drink the steaming coffee, but the bitterness spreading from the tip of his tongue could never invade the wave-like mood.

He inadvertently glanced at the mobile phone he placed on the transparent round table. The content on the mobile phone screen still stayed on the page where he and Bronya ended the conversation.

The most eye-catching one is the emoticon sent by Bronya holding roses, while the emoticon sent by Jiang Fan is the Q version of the ancestor waving. If people who don’t understand the situation witness this scene with their own eyes, they may think that Jiang Fan is the one. younger generation.

He raised his head and drank the coffee in one gulp. He placed the empty ceramic cup on the round table with a crisp sound. When he raised his head, he met Sylva's proud gaze with a slightly raised eyebrow. The meaning was self-evident. It was obvious that this cup of coffee was made by her.

"Dear passengers! Stop flirting and ask some passengers to exercise restraint. The jump route meeting has officially begun!" Pam glanced at Jiang Fan and looked at the empty small bowl of red date porridge and empty coffee cup on the round table with a look in her eyes. A hint of admiration.

The power of the red date porridge is obvious to everyone, and it has experienced it personally. It thinks that even a homeless man who has been hungry for twenty days will find it difficult to drink the red date porridge. It was sprayed out, and now it is one of the train's "three killer weapons" alongside Himeko's black mud coffee and Siluwa sandwich.

"First of all, Pam would like to thank all the unknown passengers for successfully solving the problem at this station so that the train can continue to run on the star track. At the same time, she would also like to welcome Jiang Fan, Cocolia and Shiluva who have joined the train crew. Thank you all for your contribution to the train set." Pam raised her head and looked around.

It looked at Xing's triumphant fart look and couldn't help but give her a fierce look, but this cute appearance was really not lethal. On the contrary, it made Xing's eyes brighter and he wanted to hold Pam in his arms. Rubbing it together, she completely forgot how she had righteously framed Pam a few days ago.

Pam squinted her eyes and her voice became more serious: "Next, the conductor of this train will announce the name of the next stop, which is Ah..." located in the U3 galaxy.

Pam looked around and spoke slowly under the expectant gazes of Xing and March 7. However, before she could finish her words, a faint sound of electricity rushed into the ears of everyone in the carriage.

Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound of electricity. It was a blue projection screen. It was flashing irregularly. In just a few seconds, a figure holding a parasol was projected into the train carriage. Inside, the graceful curves of the figure once caught Xing's eye, and even made her take a few steps forward involuntarily.

Jiang Fan was sure that he had never seen this uninvited guest, but he vaguely felt that the woman was spying on him with some strange eyes, as if she was looking at him from top to bottom, as if through his body. As if it goes straight to the gut.

"Long time no see, everyone on the Star Train... I am Kafka. Nice to see you again." Kafka slightly raised the parasol in his hand, revealing the lazy and charming face under the umbrella. .

She seemed to be staring at the stars with the last sentence, but Jiang Fan felt that sense of prying eyes getting stronger and stronger, with some fiery and strange emotions, like a rose blooming on a thorny road, revealing its blood-like splendor.

Xing's eyes were filled with surprise. She watched Kafka walking in front of her. She subconsciously sniffed and lightly sniffed. Suddenly, she felt that there was a scent like crabapple and pomegranate flowers filling the air. But it was just a projection. It really did. Wearing body scent?

She was a little unclear and wanted to get closer and smell it carefully, but she had just taken a step when she was gently pulled by March Qi. She turned her head and looked at March Qi's vigilant expression, thinking for no reason. Let out a long sigh.

Pam moved her steps, tugged on Jiang Fan's robe and hid behind his legs to look around, her big eyes full of curiosity.

Jiang Fan remained silent and did not speak. He just clasped his hands on his chest and looked indifferently as Kafka walked past him at a pace that was neither fast nor slow.

Her steps were comparable to those of the Victoria's Secret Angels. Jiang Fan deeply suspected that this woman had practiced in private just to prepare for a scene like today.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your warm gathering, but I believe you will forgive me for my presumption after listening to my request." Kafka's fingers gently passed over the glass window of the train, and he gently touched the round table gently. Knocking.

She did not give Jizi and Walter a chance to talk, but chose to go straight in, appearing to be resolute.

She looked around and glanced at everyone present. Only when she glanced at Jiang Fan, she showed a strange smile, which made him subconsciously purse his lips and blink a few times.

"I hope everyone on the train can change the destination and sail the route to Xianzhou... Luofu..."

Kafka's voice was light and airy, but in some people's ears it turned into a thunderbolt, no less than thunder on the ground, and it echoed endlessly like thunder.

"This girl... wants to put me to death... She has no good intentions..." Jiang Fan swallowed hard and looked at Kafka wantonly, but what he got in exchange was her faint smile, as if It's a joke, it seems like a sneer.

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I got a fever in the afternoon... My head still hurts even when I'm typing... Why do I have a fever in the summer... I feel so uncomfortable... Please give me a small gift, and use the fever to make a fortune.

Take a day off to relieve the condition. I will post two more updates tomorrow. Let’s watch an advertisement.