Chapter 7: Those Who Dare Not Stir Trouble Are Mediocre
On the train, Himeko and Welt continued their exchange.
“To connect this world with the original world, we need to lay enough Silver Rail. The more Silver Rail, the stronger the connection with the original Silver Rail Network, and the easier it is to connect,” Himeko said.
Wherever the Stellar Train passes, it leaves behind Silver Rail, and only on the Silver Rail can others borrow the power of the Pioneer to perform warp jumps, drawing closer the distance between stars.
When the Stellar Train explores unknown areas, it generally does not warp jump rashly, because once it warp jumps, it means a segment of Silver Rail is lost.
Losing a segment of Silver Rail affects the Stellar Train, but not greatly. However, it greatly affects the spaceships that will later warp jump using that segment of Silver Rail, just like a bridge suddenly breaking in the middle, easily leading to vehicle destruction and death. With good luck, one might get lost in the universe, not knowing how long it will take to find the route again.
“Mm, I’ve roughly observed that this universe isn’t too big. In four or five years, the train should be able to cover it all,” Welt said.
“No need to rush. Didn’t Huai Feng say that no matter how long we stay here, only one day will pass when we go back? The more Silver Rail, the better,” Himeko said.
“With our power, even if we leave behind ever more Silver Rail in this universe, we still can’t connect to the original Silver Rail Network. The distance is simply too vast, unless we spend tens of thousands of years driving the train all the way back. Tens of thousands of years is too long. To succeed in a short time, our only way out is the wormhole that Huai Feng opened,” Welt said.
“We have Wormhole Stabilization Technology, but there was no need before, so we’ve never used it. I only know a little about it. Moreover, the wormhole that Huai Feng opened existed for too short a time, so the Wormhole Stabilization Technology still needs upgrading. These next few years, I’ll put all my energy into researching Wormhole Stabilization Technology,” Himeko said.
Himeko is a scientist full of adventurous spirit. In her girlhood, she encountered the stranded train by chance and spent a few years repairing this creation of the Aeon, allowing the Stellar Train to set sail again and, after centuries, return to people’s sight.
It is said that when the train set sail again, the Aeon of Knowledge—The Erudition glanced at Himeko.
Unfortunately, compared to science, Himeko favors the stars among the masses and unhesitatingly embarked on the Pioneer’s journey.
“Then I’ll have to trouble you, Himeko,” Welt said.
“What trouble? You won’t have it easy either. I’ll leave the laying of Silver Rail to you. There should be quite a few strong persons in this universe, so be careful,” Himeko said with concern.
“Don’t worry. Even facing an Envoy, retreating unscathed wouldn’t be a problem,” Welt pushed up his glasses, full of confidence.
“When do we set off?”
“Wait for the kids to come back, then set off after seeing their gains from the first day.”
On the other side, the group of four also arrived at the village.
After enhancement by Destiny energy, Meng Huaifeng’s five senses were greatly improved, and from far away he saw a wooden archway next to the village with a Shrek Academy sign hanging on it.
It seems this time period is when Tang San is studying at Shrek Academy.
“Shh~”
A whistle sounded.
The four looked toward the sound and saw four people standing at the Village Entrance, one of them a red-haired little fatty looking at them with a lecherous face, his gaze constantly roaming over March 7th and A Xing’s thighs.
“Two beauties, what are your names? Want to make friends?” Ma Hongjun called out first, then said lowly to his companions beside him: “These two beauties are really pretty, with long white legs that could kill, but unfortunately they’re a bit flat, far worse than Zhu Zhuqing.”
“Dead fatty, look all you want, but don’t compare to Zhu Zhuqing,” Dai Mubai said irritably, but his eyes still stared without blinking.
“Do you guys have any ideas? If not, I’m going for it?” Ma Hongjun swallowed some saliva, his evil fire surging in his heart.
“This…” Dai Mubai wavered in his heart; he still had scruples about Zhu Zhuqing.
“I’m pursuing Rong Rong…” Oscar painfully gave up.
“One of those two males looks pretty tough,” Tang San reminded.
“What are you afraid of? We have the academy right behind us, and the Dean and Vice Dean are there. Could we be bullied by outsiders?” Ma Hongjun scoffed.
Shrek Academy’s precept: not daring to stir up trouble is mediocrity.
As geniuses and monsters, they should stir up trouble, stir it up fiercely!
None of the four Pioneers were ordinary people; the Shrek four’s comments all fell into their ears.
Meng Huaifeng immediately stood in front of March 7th, and Dan Heng tacitly stood in front of A Xing.
“These guys’ gazes are so disgusting,” March 7th said in disgust.
“Put away your disgusting gazes.” Dan Heng pointed the Ji Yun Spear at the Shrek four.
“Hey, your fat grandpa just likes to look; what business is it of yours? You two move aside, don’t block fat grandpa from looking at the beauties.” The little fatty’s attitude was extremely arrogant, and the three with him showed no intention of stopping him; instead, they faintly had the feeling of watching a show.
“Watch your mouth, or don’t blame us for beating you,” A Xing summoned her baseball bat and swung it.
“Beauty, is this your Martial Spirit? It won’t be that easy to beat me. I’m Ma Hongjun, 27th-level Battle Soul Master, Martial Spirit Phoenix. Let’s fight; if you lose, be my girlfriend, how about it?” Ma Hongjun proposed.
“You’re ugly but your thoughts are pretty, you don’t deserve A Xing,” March 7th retorted.
“Hmph, I’m only twelve this year. With my talent, what’s unworthy about me? Follow me now, and later you’ll be the wife of a Titled Douluo,” Ma Hongjun couldn’t hold it together anymore; if it weren’t a beauty speaking, he would’ve sprayed a mouthful of flames already.
“I was just born, am I proud?” A Xing said, raising her chin.
“Still Titled Douluo? Just farting there; it’d be impressive if you could become a Soul Sage.”
Others might not know Ma Hongjun’s background, but Meng Huaifeng knew it all too well.
Without the immortal herb from Tang San, with Ma Hongjun’s flawed Martial Spirit, he’d at most become a Soul Sage. If desperate, maybe a Soul Douluo, but at any time he might die from evil fire burning his body.
“Daring to look down on your little grandpa; in a bit, I’ll show you what I’m made of! Hey, beauty, do you dare fight me or not? This kid can substitute for you too,” Ma Hongjun taunted.
“Of course I dare, why not.” A Xing immediately wanted to rush over and smash Ma Hongjun with her baseball bat, but was stopped by Meng Huaifeng’s call.
“A Xing, I just gained power, let me do it.” Meng Huaifeng was eager to try.
Dan Heng said this world’s highest power level was equivalent to an Intermediate Pathfinder, meaning a Titled Douluo was comparable to an Intermediate Pathfinder in energy quantity.
But Imaginary Energy of the same quantity was much stronger than Soul Power; the two weren’t even in the same league.
And Welt said he was just one step away from Intermediate Pathfinder, so in combat power, he should at least be equivalent to a Soul Douluo or Titled Douluo, right?
Though he didn’t have much combat skill, beating a little native chicken should be a piece of cake, easy peasy?
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