The Astral Express Crime Syndicate

"Dear sirs and madams, I beg you to spare me this time! I, Sampo, guarantee that I'm just a poor soul who came out to dig up some relics to make a living. I'm really not a bad guy hiding in the snow to ambush and rob people!"

The blue-haired young man with a swollen and bruised face lay on the ground, wailing and wriggling his body. His condition was so miserable that it would make those who heard him cry and those who saw him feel sad.

If a kind-hearted person who didn't know the truth passed by, they would probably think that this was a group of thugs bullying an innocent passerby.

Just now, Twilight had switched to the Preservation Path to help March 7th keep warm, and incidentally put up a barrier around them.

While blocking the wind, snow, and cold, the snow that had accumulated on the ground for who knows how many hundreds of years was also pushed away.

But Twilight's power was only directed at the cold environment. Living beings were not included, and the range of the barrier was quite large… Therefore, after the initial shock, everyone immediately discovered a figure with his butt sticking out not far away.

He had been hiding in the snowdrift in the wind and snow, so the group hadn't noticed him, but after Twilight's barrier was activated, his hiding immediately became a comical clown performance.

Although this man immediately noticed the abnormality and tried to run away, there weren't many people in this universe who could outrun Twilight—at least, none on Jarilo-VI.

Therefore, the scene turned into what it was now… To be honest, Sampo not becoming paste was only thanks to the fact that he had a human face.

If Twilight hadn't considered that killing humans indiscriminately might lower her favorability in the eyes of the Express crew and the players, so she held back after recognizing that the other party was human, he would have been splattered everywhere…

"You're hiding in the snow in this freezing weather, and you say you're not a bad guy?" March 7th stood in front of Sampo with her hands on her hips, looking down at him. Caelus, Dan Heng, and Welt behind her looked like her three henchmen who were helping her bully others.

Twilight, standing beside her and glaring at Sampo angrily, was her vicious chihuahua used to run amok.

"Who are you, how many people are in your family, how much money do you have in your bag, where did you come from, and where are you going? Tell me everything honestly!"

The Astral Express crew's current demeanor was like petty thugs blocking an innocent student in an alley and demanding money. If they told someone they were good people, the person wouldn't believe them.

Even Sampo, who was well-informed, now subconsciously began to doubt whether the information he had received from the organization about the Astral Express was somewhat inaccurate. Wasn't it said that this was a righteous organization that helped others, was righteous and brave, and was practically a living bodhisattva of the galaxy?

It really didn't seem like it… Could it be that he had been fooled by those guys in the tavern again?

But no matter what, Sampo had to face this survival problem now. After all, the others were one thing, but the little blue-haired girl next to him could really smash him with a single slap… This power of Preservation… The Astral Express was actually carrying an Emanator of Preservation?

Ah, it seemed like there was nothing to be surprised about. After all, their Aha, the Aeon of Elation, had boarded the train before… This could only mean that the Express crew's ability to stir up trouble was starting to revert to its ancestral form.

"What are you thinking about, rolling your eyes around! This young lady is asking you a question, answer quickly~"

"Is she being a bit too arrogant?" Looking at March 7th standing in front of him with her hands on her hips, her smug tail practically wagging in the sky, Caelus couldn't help but ask Dan Heng beside him. "This makes us look like villains…"

"It's probably because in previous trailblazings, they were interrogated like this every three worlds. It's rare to have the opportunity to switch roles, so she can't help it." Dan Heng looked at the embarrassing March 7th, and finally could only silently turn his head away.

As the saying goes, a dog relies on its master's power. Now, it seemed that March 7th could also rely on Twilight's power…

Having Twilight's backing, March 7th's unrestrained personality was completely unleashed.

Fortunately, although Twilight always listened to March 7th unconditionally, she clearly listened to Caelus more, and Caelus still seemed to be a reliable person—

"Kid, be smart and quickly tell us everything you know, or your pretty little face will be scratched~"

Looking at Caelus, who squatted down beside Sampo and licked his baseball bat like he was licking a sharp knife, Dan Heng silently retracted his previous words.

He took it back.

…Desperation?

The stubborn Sampo looked at the demons and monsters surrounding him.

A mysterious girl suspected of being related to the Garden of Recollection, an unidentified girl suspected of being an Emanator of Preservation, the reincarnation of the former Xianzhou Imbibitor Lunae, a Walking Stellaron targeted by various forces—and the guardian of these children.

Any one of these people could attract the attention of the galaxy, and now they were together, surrounding him…

But so what?! As the saying goes, heaven never bars one's way. As long as Sampo wanted to leave, the path was under his feet!

The moment Caelus squatted down to join in on the fun and threatened him, then stood up to chat with March 7th, Sampo's eyes narrowed, finally waiting for the opportunity he had been hoping for since he was caught. Without the slightest hesitation, he concentrated all his strength into one point, and then—

"HELP! MURDER! ROBBERY! WHERE ARE THE SILVERMANE GUARDS?! HELP!!"

Sampo's screams made March 7th raise an eyebrow: "What are you doing? It's freezing cold here, in the middle of nowhere. You don't think anyone will come to save you—"

"Found him, he's over there!"

"What are those people doing? They seem to be robbing the suspect…?"

"Even suspects have the right to be protected by the law. As Silvermane Guards, we can't let crime happen in front of us—people in front, put down your weapons immediately, put your hands on your head, and squat down!"

Looking at a large group of people in uniforms who didn't know where they came from, who seemed to be the local administrators, March 7th couldn't help but be dumbfounded—she had never had a jinxing skill before, wasn't that something only Uncle Yang had…

"It looks like they're Jarilo's army." Welt nodded and thought, "They seem to be chasing this man… There's no need to have a conflict with them, we just need to—why don't you guys wait a bit!"

Welt's mature and steady words were completely ignored. The moment they saw the other party's army rushing up, March 7th, Caelus, and Twilight had already rushed towards the other side like unleashed huskies.

What a joke. When she hadn't met little Twilight, she had to reason with these guys who came up to arrest them without distinguishing between right and wrong.

Now that she had met little Twilight, if she still reasoned with them in a low voice, wouldn't that be a waste of little Twilight's strength?!

From this planet onwards, she would let these people in the galaxy who didn't listen to reason know—March 7th was under Twilight's protection!