Chapter 114: Who Is The Undercover?
Dan Heng resealed Jianmu, and a few hours later, the group returned to Changle Pavilion.
The celebration banquet was already prepared, with dozens of Xianzhou specialty delicacies filling the long table, all colorful, aromatic, and delicious, making one’s mouth water just looking at them.
This celebration banquet was specially prepared by Jing Yuan for the train crew. Jing Yuan only stayed for a moment at the beginning before leaving.
He still needed to wrap up the matter of Huanlong’s invasion, and the remnants of the Abominable Medicine had not yet been completely cleared.
“Cheers!” March 7th raised her juice and clinked glasses with everyone.
Meng Huaifeng downed his juice in one gulp, staring at the dazzling array of delicacies, unsure which to eat first.
He wondered how it compared to the delicacies from his original world.
Laughable, he couldn’t compare at all—he had never eaten top-tier delicacies from his original world, at most only seen them in pictures.
“Mm, so good.” A Xing’s little mouth was stuffed full, making her words unclear.
Although Pamu had never skimped on food for everyone, it still couldn’t compare to the professional chefs of the Xianzhou.
Most people were eating such sumptuous and delicious food for the first time.
Zhu Zhuqing’s eyes narrowed happily.
Hong Kou and Po Xiao ate voraciously, no longer minding their image.
Having just left an apocalyptic environment, they had only eaten ordinary food a few times, and now they were diving straight into top-tier delicacies.
It was like facing the ultimate boss before even leaving the beginner village—who could handle that?
“Eat slower, don’t rush.” Himeko kept reminding the two, afraid they might choke.
Over half an hour later.
“Ah, that was so satisfying.” Meng Huaifeng leaned back, rubbing his belly with a contented expression. “I wonder what Uncle Yang is eating.”
“Just ask him.” March 7th said.
『Zhao Camera: Uncle Yang, have you eaten yet?』
『The Traveler: Yes, red-braised pork and heartwarming vegetable soup made by Pamu.』
『The Traveler: What about you? Are you done now?』
『Galaxy Bat Man: Picture, picture. This is what we just ate, hehe.』
『The Traveler: ……』
『The Traveler: No wonder you suddenly thought to care about a lonely old man like me.』
『Supreme Train Conductor: Want to eat, Pam. #drooling#』
『Zhao Camera: Uncle Yang, don’t be mad. We packed some for you and Pamu before we ate.』
『The Traveler: I didn’t expect Little March to care about people too.』
『Zhao Camera: It was Sister Himeko who thought of it.』
『Galaxy Traveler: Based on the train’s time, you should have already eaten when we were eating.』
『Breeze in Embrace: We’ll send some over after we rest.』
『Galaxy Bat Man: Ate too much, don’t want to move at all, damn it.』
『Zhao Camera: Me too. Pamu, don’t make the next meal.』
『Supreme Train Conductor: Mm, got it, looking forward to it, Pam.』
『……』
“Is this the number one recommended soda bean juice on the Luofu Xianzhou network?” March 7th held a cup of milky white liquid.
“It’s number one on the recommendation list, but the reviews are mixed.” Meng Huaifeng reminded.
“I’ll try it first.” A Xing took a big gulp directly.
A Xing’s brows furrowed slightly, her expression turning extremely strange.
“What’s wrong?” Meng Huaifeng asked.
“It’s okay.” A Xing thought for a moment and answered seriously.
“Really?” March 7th took a small sip, then instantly turned her head and spat it out with a ‘pth’ onto the ground.
“You call this okay?” March 7th glared at A Xing angrily.
“It is okay. Not as good as Sister Himeko’s coffee.” A Xing said confidently.
March 7th was speechless for a moment, unable to refute—it really was like that.
Himeko looked at A Xing kindly, and A Xing added two words: “Tasty.”
Meng Huaifeng shook the soda bean juice in his cup, frowning as he brought it to his lips.
“Don’t drink it, it’s really super gross! It must be a bunch of pranksters who pushed this to number one on the recommendation list!” March 7th tried to stop him.
“You just say it’s gross, but how exactly is it gross?” Meng Huaifeng asked.
“This… how to describe it? It’s that kind of… that kind of…” March 7th furrowed her brows, racking her brain, unsure how to describe it.
“You have to taste it yourself to know the flavor.” Meng Huaifeng no longer hesitated and took a small sip with a frown.
“Huai Feng, I recognize your pioneer will!” A Xing gave Meng Huaifeng a thumbs up.
Huh, is this pioneering too?
The three new Stellar Train members, hearing A Xing’s words, unhesitatingly picked up their soda bean juice.
“Not bad.” Hong Kou and Po Xiao said calmly, slowly finishing a whole cup of soda bean juice.
You guys really haven’t had anything good. Meng Huaifeng shook his head and secretly warped the soda bean juice in his mouth somewhere else.
“Everyone, want to play a game?” Meng Huaifeng suddenly asked.
“What game?” March 7th said.
“Who is the undercover? Send everyone a word, one person’s is different. Everyone describes the word, after one or a few rounds, vote to point out the different one. If wrong, undercover wins, the accused drinks a cup of soda bean juice, others take a sip. If correct, undercover drinks a cup.” Meng Huaifeng said with ill intent.
“Play, play!” A Xing agreed first.
“Let’s do it.” March 7th agreed too.
“Never played this game before. The words must be ones we know, right?” Hong Kou asked.
They had just arrived in the Honkai: Star Rail World and didn’t know many common things in the universe.
“Of course, definitely common ones even you know.” Meng Huaifeng said.
“Then we’ll play too.” Hong Kou nodded for Po Xiao.
“I’ll pass…” Dan Heng hadn’t finished before March 7th interrupted.
“Dan Heng, are you isolating us again?”
“Sigh, identities are different now. He’s the Dragon Lord.” Meng Huaifeng sighed.
“Fine, fine, play, play. I’ll play with you, okay?” Dan Heng raised his hands in surrender.
“Um, can we lie?” Zhu Zhuqing raised her hand and asked.
“If you don’t mind being thought of as undercover, you can lie.” Meng Huaifeng said.
“Then I’ll be the referee for you.” Himeko said.
Himeko thought for a moment and sent Meng Huaifeng the word “electricity” on her mobile phone, and “thunder” to the others.
A Xing spoke first: “I like big ones.”
???
Oh no, am I the undercover?
Everyone looked at A Xing.
Himeko’s mouth twitched slightly. Where did this child learn all that nonsense?
But still said: “Clockwise, next is Huai Feng.”
Meng Huaifeng thought slightly. According to the rules, the two words must be similar and related. His was electricity, so what was A Xing’s?
Wind, rain, thunder, electricity? Water, fire? Electricity, appliance?
Of course, A Xing might be the undercover and self-destructed directly.
Play it safe.
“This thing is pretty common.” Meng Huaifeng said.
A Xing nodded in agreement—there were several on the train.
March 7th said: “I’ve seen this thing.”
Except for Meng Huaifeng and A Xing, everyone else frowned again. Can you see thunder?
Dan Heng saw Meng Huaifeng and A Xing seeming to agree with March 7th’s expression, and understood. No doubt, he was the undercover and needed to follow their lead.
Can be described by size, visible, common, similar to thunder.
“This thing can be man-made.” Dan Heng said after deep thought.
“I don’t like man-made ones.” A Xing pouted.
“As long as it works.” Meng Huaifeng said.
Himeko rubbed her face. What exactly were they talking about?
Zhu Zhuqing: “It’s a natural phenomenon.”
A Xing frowned. What does this have to do with natural phenomena?
Hong Kou: “It has some danger.”
Too big and it suffocates people?
Po Xiao: “Feels like everything that can be said has been said. Let me think, this thing often appears with another thing.”
Right, too bad I haven’t drunk it.
“Alright, everyone has described one round. Vote now, or another round?” Himeko asked.
“Vote! I already know who the undercover is, Zhu Zhuqing!” A Xing said confidently.
“Ah? Me?” Zhu Zhuqing was a bit confused.
“Anyone else vote for Zhu Qing?” Himeko asked.
No one spoke. From the later honest players’ statements, everyone realized their descriptions matched their own, but A Xing’s didn’t match at all. A Xing was most likely the undercover.
Although March’s statement had some issues, with March’s smarts, it might be a description mistake. Dan Heng analyzed inwardly.
“Zhu Qing one vote. Others vote too.” Himeko said.
Meng Huaifeng unhesitatingly pointed at A Xing: “The situation is clear. The undercover is A Xing.”
“No, Huai Feng, we’re on the same side! How could that thing be a natural phenomenon?” A Xing said incredulously.
“You’ve said it like that, I think there’s no objection to the result.” Meng Huaifeng said.
A Xing looked at the others, only to see everyone pointing at her in unison.
“I’m the undercover? Next round I won’t speak first.” A Xing regretted immensely.
“Sister Himeko, announce it. Did we win?” Meng Huaifeng asked confidently.
“Correct, you won.” Himeko smiled slightly.
“Yay!” March 7th cheered: “A Xing, drink up, one cup of soda bean juice!”
The others also showed victorious smiles.
“Undercover wins, A Xing one cup of soda bean juice, others one sip.” Himeko said unhurriedly.
“Ah?”
March 7th instantly froze: “Wait, Sister Himeko, did you say it wrong? How did the undercover win? Isn’t A Xing the undercover?”
“No.” Himeko laughed.
March 7th snatched A Xing’s mobile phone and looked at the “thunder” Himeko sent to A Xing.
“Isn’t this thunder? What’s wrong with what Zhu Qing said? And what do you mean like big ones? Does thunder have sizes?” March 7th grabbed A Xing’s collar angrily and asked.
“Thunder definitely has sizes! You’re little thunder, Zhu Qing is big thunder. What’s wrong?” A Xing retorted confidently.
March 7th looked at Zhu Zhuqing, then down at herself, utterly confused.
What big thunder little thunder? Don’t get it.
Hong Kou suddenly understood and whispered into March 7th’s ear.
March 7th instantly blushed furiously, elbowing A Xing: “You’re the little thunder! You idiot, is the thunder we mean this thunder?”
“What thunder or not thunder.” A Xing rubbed the spot hit by the elbow, still mumbling discontentedly.
Meng Huaifeng realized—everyone else had thunder, only he had electricity.
“A Xing, I won this time thanks to you, thanks for drawing the fire for me. Here!” Meng Huaifeng personally handed A Xing a cup of soda bean juice.
“Since you say that, why don’t you drink it for me?” A Xing frowned at the soda bean juice.
“No way, I won!” Meng Huaifeng said smugly.
“All A Xing’s fault, made us lose.” March 7th pinched her nose and took a sip.
“Even if not A Xing, probably would have voted for you, March, not Huai Feng.” Dan Heng sighed.
“How? Was there a problem with my statement?” March 7th put her hands on her hips.
“Thunder can only be heard, electricity can be seen.” Dan Heng said.
“Ah? I said it wrong, I know!” March 7th explained awkwardly.
“March, read more books from now on.” Meng Huaifeng patted March 7th.
“Next round, next round.” March 7th said hurriedly.
Himeko decided to send a clearer word this time to avoid silly kids twisting it again.
Everyone else got “A Xing”, March 7th got “March 7th”.
“As per A Xing’s earlier request, start from Po Xiao this time?” Himeko looked at Po Xiao.
“No problem, I’m very grateful to her.” Po Xiao said.
Hong Kou: “She’s a savior.”
Zhu Zhuqing: “She looks cool in combat.”
Dan Heng: “Though sometimes unreliable, mostly reliable.”
March 7th: “Mm, very pretty.”
“I agree with what March said.” A Xing interjected.
“Not your turn yet. This person just helped me once.” Meng Huaifeng said.
“This person is brilliantly smart, exceptionally talented, accomplished in literature and martial arts, virtuous and talented, extraordinarily learned…” A Xing rattled on.
“Okay, okay, have some shame. But when did you learn so many idioms?” Meng Huaifeng interrupted hurriedly.
“Look down on me? Doesn’t that prove I’m telling the truth?” A Xing raised an eyebrow.
“If it’s true, then it’s not the same person as ours, and we’ll vote you.” Dan Heng said speechlessly.
“Cough cough, I think A Xing is right.” March 7th pretended to be reserved awkwardly.
“March, you have good taste!” A Xing gave March 7th a thumbs up.
“So, vote now or another round?” Himeko asked.
Everyone looked at each other. Too little information, all matched, couldn’t tell who the undercover was.
A Xing’s was exaggerated, but praising herself was normal.
“Then another round, starting from A Xing this time.”
“Uh, uh…” A Xing opened her mouth, stuck.
“What’s wrong?” Meng Huaifeng asked.
“Used up all the idioms I know just now, no words left.” A Xing frowned.
“True colors showing.” Meng Huaifeng mocked.
A Xing was sure their descriptions matched hers, so she wasn’t the undercover.
But couldn’t be too obvious, or everyone would guess, and with undercover lying, couldn’t tell who it was.
After thinking, she said: “This person is always by my side.”
How could I be apart from myself?
I have too much artistic talent!
Came up with such a brilliant description!
A Xing was immensely proud inwardly.
March 7th smiled slightly. Right, A Xing meant this girl me. Didn’t expect A Xing to annoy this girl daily, but think so highly of her in her heart.
Plus, A Xing has the same as me, so I’m not the undercover.
Wow, so many people taking turns praising this girl, so embarrassing!
March 7th’s cheeks flushed slightly, like little apples drunk.
Meng Huaifeng: “I think this person is very narcissistic, thick-skinned too.”
March 7th and A Xing both glared at Meng Huaifeng. He was slightly stunned—A Xing glaring is normal, why you too, March?
March 7th: “This person is a mature and reliable Nameless.”
The three newbies agreed.
Dan Heng: “Makes one heart-tired.”
“Good, Dan Heng, you finally spoke your mind.” March 7th pouted.
“Maybe Dan Heng you need a doctor. Heart-tired is a disease.” A Xing said.
“Good sister.” March 7th said satisfiedly to A Xing.
“Good sister!” A Xing said back to March 7th.
“Heart-tired.” Dan Heng sighed.
Zhu Zhuqing said: “I don’t know what to say anymore. Feels like it’ll be obvious if we continue.”
“Have to finish this round.” Meng Huaifeng said.
“Fine, very violent in combat.” Zhu Zhuqing said.
I’m not violent. March 7th ground her teeth inwardly.
Hong Kou: “I taught her to pilot gravity bodies.”
Po Xiao: “She has multiple weapons.”
March 7th counted on her fingers her weapons: bow and arrow, ice, and she’d practiced sword a few times.
“Statements done, please vote.” Himeko said.
Soon, voting ended: A Xing three votes, March 7th two votes, Meng Huaifeng two votes.
“Results out, I announce March 7th is the undercover, undercover wins.” Himeko announced somewhat surprised.
“Huh? I’m the undercover? Whatever, I won anyway, yay!” March 7th was stunned, then cheered.
Didn’t expect March to win. Pig teammates are scarier than pig opponents. Dan Heng thought helplessly.
“Why vote for me?” A Xing looked at Zhu Zhuqing, Hong Kou, Po Xiao, confused. She felt she had no undercover suspicion.
“Didn’t you say that person is always by your side? The name in my hand is you.” Zhu Zhuqing said timidly. She didn’t expect to vote wrong.
“That was artistic expression!” A Xing said frantically.
“Um, we haven’t studied art.” Zhu Zhuqing, Hong Kou, Po Xiao said with heads down.
“No, March and A Xing, why vote for me?” Meng Huaifeng asked.
“Why call me narcissistic and thick-skinned? Narcissistic… this girl is a little bit, but where thick-skinned?” March 7th questioned.
“When did I say you? I said A Xing.” Meng Huaifeng facepalmed.
“I feel everyone else is right, but you called me narcissistic and thick-skinned, I’m unhappy.” A Xing hugged her chest.
“Unhappy? Good, drink soda bean juice, one cup. You’ll be happy after.” Meng Huaifeng sneered.
A Xing’s face instantly fell.
