When Bianka opened her eyes, she found herself lying in a pink room.
Hm… Looks like she had arrived on the Astral Express and, once again, had been placed in March 7th's room.
Seeing that she had received the exact same treatment as Kallen, Bianka could not help wondering whether the other rooms on the Astral Express were all filthy, chaotic, and uninhabitable.
Every time they had no room to spare and needed to deal with a patient, they just uniformly tossed that person into March 7th's room.
That forced Bianka to consider a question.
Where was March 7th sleeping now?
Still, now was not the time to think about that.
Bianka sat up from the bed again.
Then she quickly adjusted to this new persona.
To be honest, after getting used to playing max-level accounts, Bianka was a little unused to her current strength.
That was right. According to her plan, Bianka had indeed not bought another Persona Correction.
In fact, due to some special reasons, this Bianka persona was intended to follow the sickly young lady route this time.
As for the time…
Hm… At present, three days had passed since Kallen went offline.
Kiana also seemed to have been picked up by Herta after people from the space station arrived.
As for Mobius?
She still had arrangements on the Xianzhou Alliance's side as well, so she had gone back with them.
In other words, on the current Astral Express, she was the only persona present.
To be honest, Bianka was somewhat nervous right now.
With this persona's combat strength, if someone came to camp the bridge, she would really have a bit of trouble.
Moreover, this was also the first time since the original Kiana that she had opened a new small account without buying Persona Correction.
One had to know that even Mobius, despite being a max-level account, had Cecilia silently escorting her from behind when she first went to the Luofu.
It had been a very long time since she had experienced this kind of solo gameplay with no one accompanying her.
Sigh. After getting used to max-level accounts, it was time to readjust to civilian life!
Bianka checked her gains from this constructed history again.
Remaining Constructed History Points: 3,000,000
Hoho. A full three million points!
That was right. In this Nihility Culling incident, Bianka had earned a full two million points!
Her long period of setup had not been in vain. Now she had completely struck it rich!
With such a massive gain, she almost wanted to drag Kallen back out and start Nihility Round Two.
Hmph. With three million points in hand, she truly lacked nothing now. She could basically buy whatever she wanted.
For a moment, Bianka looked at the Persona Correction, which cost 350,000 points, and could not help feeling tempted again.
Unexpectedly, the once-unreachable Persona Correction could now be bought without even feeling painful.
Instead of acting timidly, would it not be better to just go max level straight away?
After all, if one could add points, who would want to train?
Sigh. Forget it, forget it. Thinking about how Kallen had pivoted into Nihility back then, she should just obediently level up slowly.
If she really got elbowed by someone later, she could buy it then.
However, just as Bianka was immersed in calculating her points, there was suddenly a rustling movement outside the door.
"I think I heard something just now. Do you think… Miss Bianka is awake?"
That was March 7th's voice, carrying obvious hesitation.
"How would I know? If you really want to know, just go in and check yourself."
Stelle's voice followed right after.
"Then you knock!"
"Why should I knock? You knock!"
"Are you the senior or am I the senior? Shouldn't the senior take the lead?"
"Then I'm the junior! Juniors should respect their seniors and let the senior go first!"
The two of them argued outside the door for quite a while, pushing the responsibility back and forth, yet neither managed to convince the other.
Bianka sat on the bed and quietly listened to the two voices.
Uh, this scene felt oddly familiar. It seemed like when Kallen had come here last time, things had been like this too.
Forget it. With her current identity, she was at least the Astral Express's prospective young lady. Naturally, she should get acquainted with the Express crew earlier.
Thinking this, Bianka cleared her throat lightly.
Then she took the initiative to speak.
"Is… someone outside?"
Bianka's voice was weak, even extremely hoarse, but even so, her tone was still soft and pleasant.
In an instant, the arguing outside the door vanished.
A dead silence lasted for around three seconds.
Then—
"Ah! She's awake! She's awake!"
"Keep your voice down! Don't scare her!"
Another bout of frantic rustling followed, and then the door was pushed open.
March 7th was the first to poke half her head inside, her eyes full of curiosity and nervousness.
Behind her, Stelle stood with her back straight, wearing an expression of forced composure.
"Um…"
March 7th walked in and stood beside the bed, somewhat awkwardly rubbing her hands.
"Hi there! I'm March 7th!"
She tried hard to squeeze out a harmless smile.
Stelle also nodded slightly at Bianka.
"Hello. I'm Stelle."
Neither of them said much more.
After finishing their self-introductions, the room fell into a subtly awkward silence.
After all, the matter of the Witch of Nihility had only just come to an end, and the person before them had an extremely special identity.
Making the two of them take the stage temporarily was indeed somewhat unreasonable.
Bianka looked at the two of them, so flustered they did not know where to put their hands, and felt a little like laughing.
But none of that showed on her face.
She merely blinked those Kaslana-exclusive blue eyes and softly asked, "…Hello. May I ask, do we know each other?"
The moment this question came out, March 7th and Stelle both froze.
"Ah? No, no, no!" March 7th hurriedly waved her hands. "This is our first time meeting!"
"Right. First time," Stelle echoed.
"Oh… I see." Bianka nodded thoughtfully. "Then you are…?"
March 7th quickly answered, "We're Nameless of the Astral Express!"
When she said this, her voice carried excitement that could not be hidden.
To be honest, after entering the room and seeing the blond older sister before her, March 7th's eyes had lit up.
As expected of the daughter of Trailblaze?
As a Nameless, March 7th was immediately drawn to her.
And everyone in the galaxy knew that the Nameless of the Astral Express were the most orthodox heirs of Trailblaze.
Using this identity to greet Akivili's daughter should definitely earn some goodwill, right?
However, something unexpected happened. Bianka shook her head, a trace of confusion appearing on her face.
"The Astral Express? What is that?"
March 7th's smile froze on her face.
Stelle's expression also instantly stiffened.
The two exchanged a glance, each seeing disbelief in the other's eyes.
"You… you actually don't know about the Astral Express?"
March 7th leaned forward and carefully examined Bianka's expression, trying to find even the slightest trace that she was joking.
However, on Bianka's exquisite face, there was only pure bewilderment.
March 7th's heart sank.
She instinctively looked at Stelle, and Stelle also looked shocked.
"Hiss… That doesn't match the intel, does it? You're Akivili's daughter…"
"Akivili?" Bianka repeated the name.
"Who is that?"
This time, March 7th and Stelle completely panicked.
"That's Akivili, the Aeon of Trailblaze! Don't tell me you don't even—"
"March."
Stelle reached out and grabbed March 7th's arm, cutting her off.
March 7th turned back and saw Stelle gently shake her head.
She froze, then suddenly realized something.
"…You don't remember anything?" March 7th asked softly.
Bianka was silent for a moment.
Then she slowly shook her head.
"I don't remember anything."
"I don't know who I am, where I came from, or why I am here."
After saying this, Bianka once again wore a pitiful, delicate expression.
Hmph. That was right. This time, she intended to pretend to have amnesia first.
Since the Bianka persona was going down the sickly young lady route, adding an amnesia trait would naturally make things even more convenient.
If someone without eyes came to ask her about Kallen later…
She would just pretend she knew nothing!
And if that person went too far and tried to pin things on her, she could immediately have her other personas camp their bridge.
Good grief. Was she actually a genius?
When would the seat of Nous be handed over for her to try sitting in it?
Bianka came back to herself, then lifted her head with a confused expression and looked at March 7th and Stelle.
"Just now, you said I was the daughter of some Aeon of Trailblaze…"
"Is that true?"
March 7th opened her mouth, only to realize she had absolutely no idea how to answer.
She looked at Stelle again, and Stelle's face was equally filled with helplessness.
The two stood by Bianka's bed like that, neither knowing what to say.
In the end, Stelle was the first to react.
She took a deep breath, then patted March 7th on the shoulder.
"This kind of thing… should be left to Himeko."
March 7th snapped back to her senses and quickly nodded.
"Right, right! Himeko! Himeko will definitely know what to do!"
After saying that, she gave Bianka a reassuring smile.
"Um… you should rest for now. We'll come back to see you later!"
Then she pulled Stelle and quickly left the room.
Bianka looked at the door as it closed again and remained silent for a moment.
Then she sighed softly.
"…Pretending to have amnesia really does test one's acting skills."
Bianka felt a little helpless.
Still, there was nothing to be done. She could treat it as experiencing the feeling of being a newbie again.
Thinking this, Bianka lay back down on the bed.
Around twenty minutes later, March 7th and Stelle knocked on Bianka's door again.
This time, two more people followed behind them.
Himeko and Pom-Pom.
"Miss Bianka, hello. My name is Himeko, and this is Pom-Pom."
Himeko entered the room with a gentle smile on her face.
"Are you feeling better now?"
Bianka sat up from the bed and nodded slightly.
"Much better… thank you."
After that, Himeko walked to the bedside and sat down on the chair March 7th had brought over.
"I heard from March and Stelle that you… don't remember anything?"
Bianka was silent for a moment, then nodded gently.
"Yes."
"If those two young ladies had not told me just now, I would not even know what my own name is."
Himeko did not speak immediately.
She merely looked quietly at Bianka, as though confirming something.
After a moment, she spoke again.
"March and Stelle were right. Your name is Bianka."
Himeko paused, and her tone gained a trace of solemnity.
"Your father was Akivili, the Aeon of Trailblaze."
Bianka blinked.
Her expression did not change. She merely looked quietly at Himeko.
Seeing this, Himeko formed a certain guess in her heart.
It seemed that although Bianka had lost her memories, she still remembered some general knowledge concerning Aeons and Paths in the galaxy.
Himeko continued, "The Astral Express was the train your father once rode."
"And we Nameless are travelers who inherited your father's will of Trailblaze."
"We travel through the galaxy, explore unknown worlds, and connect isolated civilizations."
She paused here.
"This is also why we care so much about you."
"Because in a certain sense, you are the… orphan of our Path of Trailblaze."
At this, Bianka remained silent for a long time.
Then she asked, "So… my father… He is already gone?"
Himeko did not avoid the question. She looked directly into Bianka's eyes and slowly nodded.
"Yes. Akivili fell a very, very long time ago."
"By now, that Aeon is already gone."
After saying that, Himeko looked at Bianka again, as though wanting to see what reaction she would have.
But clearly, Bianka currently showed no reaction.
Himeko was not very surprised by this.
After all, judging from Bianka's current situation, she had lost her memories. Facing a father whose name she had only just learned, even if she heard that he was dead, it would likely be difficult for her to feel much emotion.
However, there was another matter that made Himeko feel somewhat troubled.
That was the matter concerning Kallen.
Originally, the Express crew had already made preparations. After Bianka woke up, they intended to properly comfort her and tell her not to blame herself for the things Kallen had done.
But now, looking at the amnesiac Bianka, Himeko was uncertain whether she should introduce Kallen to her as well.
In the end, Pom-Pom was the first to break the silence.
The conductor walked up to Bianka on his short little legs and looked up at her.
"Bianka, even if Akivili is gone, you mustn't be sad!"
"You are Akivili's child, so you are one of the most important family members of the Astral Express!"
"No matter what happens, the Express will stay with you!"
Pom-Pom was the first to express his goodwill to Bianka.
Although saying this might be a little unfair to everyone, when Pom-Pom first heard that Kallen had really revived Bianka, his first reaction had indeed been happiness.
Because that meant he could meet his niece!
Bianka lowered her head and looked at Pom-Pom's earnest face.
It was obvious that this conductor's attitude toward her was the most excited of all.
But when she thought about this persona's identity, that did not seem strange.
"…Thank you," Bianka softly thanked him.
Pom-Pom immediately shook his head.
"No need to thank me! This is what Pom-Pom should do!"
Then he looked at Bianka with some anticipation.
"Um… Bianka, actually, according to seniority, Pom-Pom counts as your uncle!"
His eyes sparkled.
"After all, Pom-Pom has been on the Express since a very long time ago. Pom-Pom is an old partner who traveled across countless star systems with your father!"
"Would you like to… call Pom-Pom Uncle?"
When Pom-Pom said this, his voice was filled with obvious expectation, and he even deliberately puffed out his chest.
Uh. She had to call him Uncle?
Bianka felt a little awkward.
Although Pom-Pom was an old-timer who had lived for who knew how many years, asking her to call this tiny little animal Uncle?
Bianka smiled faintly and softly called, "Uncle."
Then she would call him that.
Calling him Uncle would not cost her a piece of flesh.
On the contrary, with such an easy opportunity to farm affection points, how could she possibly give it up?
Right now, she was super sickly and had basically no combat power. Naturally, she needed others to protect her!
Upon hearing this, Pom-Pom's eyes instantly lit up.
He nodded vigorously, then turned around and announced to Himeko and the others, "Did you hear that? Bianka called Pom-Pom Uncle! From now on, she is Pom-Pom's real niece! None of you are allowed to bully her!"
Seeing Pom-Pom's proud appearance, Himeko could not help laughing softly.
March 7th and Stelle also covered their mouths and laughed along.
Just like that, because of Pom-Pom's comic relief, the atmosphere in the room became relaxed again.
Then Pom-Pom turned back around and looked up at Bianka.
"Bianka, is there anything you like to eat?"
"You just woke up, so your body probably hasn't recovered properly yet. Pom-Pom can prepare something for you!"
"Sweet, salty, sour, spicy—Pom-Pom can make anything!"
All right. This seemed a little too enthusiastic.
Bianka shook her head.
"No need. I'm not hungry right now."
Pom-Pom froze for a moment, but quickly recovered his smile.
"All right! Then tell Pom-Pom when you want to eat!"
"Pom-Pom can make it for you anytime!"
Bianka nodded slightly and said nothing more.
At this moment, March 7th and Stelle also came closer again.
The two sat down on either side of Bianka's bed.
"Bianka!"
March 7th was the first to speak, her tone full of warmth.
"Although you don't remember anything, it's okay! From today onward, Stelle and I are your seniors!"
"We'll take good care of you!"
Becoming the senior of an Aeon's daughter—was this really not a dream?
Stelle nodded firmly from the side.
But then she paused, as though suddenly thinking of something, and the corners of her mouth curved upward slightly.
"I used to be the least senior person on the Express. Now someone finally has less seniority than me."
"Ahem. Don't worry. As your senior, I'll definitely take good care of you."
Bianka looked at the two of them and their serious expressions, and for a moment, she did not know where to begin complaining.
After thinking about it, she still answered seriously.
"Thank you."
Himeko, sitting off to the side, watched this scene and could not help revealing a gratified smile.
Over these past few days, because of the Witch of Nihility, the entire atmosphere on the Express had been extremely heavy.
And now, with everything settled, that oppressive atmosphere had finally dissipated.
Himeko turned her head slightly and looked at the stars outside the window.
To be honest, she still had many questions in her heart.
Questions about Kallen's suicide, about that black cat, about Bianka's rebirth.
But for now…
Looking at the warm scene on the Express, Himeko decided to temporarily press those questions down.
At least for now, let this newly resurrected girl rest properly.
However, at this moment—
A low hum suddenly came from somewhere on the train.
Himeko's smile instantly faded.
"What happened?!" Welt's voice came from the corridor as well.
Himeko did not hesitate. She turned and headed toward the parlor car.
Soon, she arrived.
Inside the parlor car.
When Himeko arrived, Welt and Dan Heng were already standing there.
Their expressions were unusually grave, and their gazes were fixed on the holographic projection in the center of the car.
The projection emitted a faint violet light.
And within that light, a figure slowly emerged.
Stellaron Hunter, Kafka.
It was a purple-haired woman.
Her long hair fell over her shoulders. A pair of sunglasses rested on her face, and the corners of her mouth carried a faint smile.
Himeko's expression immediately darkened.
What was going on with this Stellaron Hunter? Did she treat the Astral Express as some place she could come to whenever she liked? Why had she suddenly barged in again?
"Kafka, what are you doing on the Astral Express?"
Kafka did not answer immediately.
She simply stood there quietly, her gaze sweeping around the car.
Finally, her line of sight stopped in a certain direction.
The direction of Bianka's room.
Her gaze flickered slightly, but she quickly withdrew it.
"Don't be so nervous, Miss Himeko."
Kafka laughed softly.
"I only came to visit you old friends."
"Friends?" Welt's tone carried obvious doubt. "Since when did the Stellaron Hunters and the Astral Express become friends?"
Kafka unhurriedly turned her head and looked at Welt.
"Mr. Welt, although we may not be friends, at least we are not enemies, are we?"
"After all, in our previous encounters, we Stellaron Hunters have never truly harmed you."
Welt fell silent for a moment, but did not refute her.
Because what Kafka said was true.
Although the Stellaron Hunters acted strangely, they had indeed never truly become enemies with the Astral Express.
But that did not lower his guard.
"What exactly are you here for?" Welt asked again, his tone even more direct than before.
"If you're here for Stelle, she is unavailable right now."
Kafka shook her head.
"Although I do miss Stelle, this time, I came to meet Miss Bianka."
The moment this was said, the atmosphere in the car suddenly sank.
The Stellaron Hunters looking for Bianka at a time like this was not a good sign.
Himeko frowned.
"What do you want with Bianka?"
Kafka did not answer directly. She only took out a small object from her coat.
It was a silver coin.
On the surface of the coin was engraved a cat with closed eyes.
"Elio asked me to deliver this to Miss Bianka." Kafka placed the coin on her palm and showed it to everyone.
"Elio said this is a token."
Himeko and Welt's expressions changed at the same time.
"Elio? That Destiny's Slave?"
Kafka nodded slightly.
"That's right."
"Speaking of which, Miss Bianka's resurrection this time also involved Elio's hand."
At this point, the smile at the corners of her mouth deepened.
"So Elio wanted me to come and confirm Miss Bianka's current condition."
"After all, according to Elio's prophecy, Miss Bianka's resurrection will have a profound influence on the fate of the entire galaxy."
"And we Stellaron Hunters need to ensure that this prophecy can proceed smoothly."
Welt narrowed his eyes.
"Are you saying… the Stellaron Hunters cooperated with the Witch of Nihility?"
Kafka shook her head. They did not dare accept that blame.
If she really dared to admit that the Stellaron Hunters had cooperated with Kallen, every one of their bounties would probably gain another zero.
And strictly speaking, the reason the Stellaron Hunters helped Kallen was to redeem the Astral Express from her hands.
Of course, she would not tell the Express crew that.
"It wasn't exactly cooperation."
"We merely provided that Witch of Nihility with a tiny bit of assistance at certain subtle moments."
"For example…"
Kafka smiled faintly.
"A cat."
Welt instantly froze.
"That cat?!"
He remembered. At the very end of that battle, before Kallen committed suicide, she had summoned a black cat.
The aura that black cat emitted had even reached the level of an Aeon.
And after summoning that cat, Kallen had used the light spear of Judah to pierce herself and the cat together.
At the time, everyone had assumed that it was some kind of ritual performed by Kallen.
But now, Kafka's words made him realize something.
That cat actually came from the Stellaron Hunters?
Kafka did not deny it.
"Yes. That cat was brought out by Elio from the Pathstrider's space of Finality."
"It was an anchor. An anchor connecting life and death, cause and effect."
"It was precisely because of that cat that Kallen could complete her plan."
"And it was also because of that cat that Miss Bianka could be reborn from Kallen's corpse."
Kafka raised the coin in her hand again.
"And now, Elio says that the anchor's mission has been completed."
"It should return to where it belongs."
"So…"
Her gaze passed over Welt and looked behind him.
"Miss Bianka, are you willing to accept this coin?"
Welt suddenly turned his head.
Then he saw that golden figure.
Bianka.
At some point, she had walked out of the room and was now standing at the corridor entrance.
She was wearing a simple white dress. Her golden hair had not been combed at all, and her blue eyes carried a trace of bewilderment.
However, faced with Kafka's question, Bianka did not answer.
She only looked quietly at the coin in Kafka's hand.
Uh, what was this thing?
Her current persona was a little too weak. Just by looking at it like this, Bianka really could not tell anything.
Then she slowly walked over.
"Miss Bianka…"
Welt wanted to stop her, but Bianka only gently shook her head.
"It's all right."
She walked to Welt's side and looked at Kafka's holographic projection.
"You said just now… that you gave me the opportunity to be reborn?"
Kafka nodded slightly.
"You could put it that way."
"Of course, the true contributor was still that Witch of Nihility."
"We merely… provided a tiny bit of help."
Bianka was silent for a moment.
Good grief. If Kallen had not been one of her own, Bianka might actually have been deceived by Kafka's phrasing.
These Stellaron Hunters really dared to steal credit from her!
At this moment, Welt stepped forward again.
"Stellaron Hunter, whatever your objective is, you can state it directly now."
He paused, his tone becoming even more dangerous.
"Otherwise, I will let the Stellaron Hunters experience what it feels like to be torn apart by a black hole."
These words were far from polite.
But Kafka merely laughed softly, as though she did not take the threat to heart at all.
"Mr. Welt is still as direct as ever. However, I really only came here today to—"
Before she could finish, another tremor came.
This time, the shaking was even more violent than before.
"Someone else is here, pom!" Pom-Pom shouted. "And this signal is even stronger!"
Himeko and Welt exchanged a glance, both of their eyes flashing with gravity.
They did not even have time to continue dealing with Kafka. They immediately turned to check the situation.
Through the parlor car's windows, they could see that a massive fleet had appeared in the sea of stars outside.
Those starships all bore the same insignia.
The insignia of the Interastral Peace Corporation.
"The IPC?" Himeko frowned. "Why are they coming to us at a time like this?"
Soon, a communication request came through.
Himeko accepted the communication, and Taravan's projection appeared inside the Astral Express.
The Emanator of Preservation from the IPC wore a formulaic smile, but his eyes revealed a certain coldness.
"Good evening, Miss Himeko," Taravan said. "I apologize for disturbing you all at this time."
"What is it?" Himeko's tone was not exactly friendly.
Taravan's smile faded slightly.
"On behalf of the Interastral Peace Corporation, I would like to make a request of the Astral Express."
He paused, then spoke the words that shocked everyone.
"Please hand over the Witch of Nihility."
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