From now on it will be called Benares!

The appearance of Stelle was arranged by the Stellaron hunter.

This incident alone made it hard not to think deeply.

For example, if their train crew took in Stelle, would they be involved in the Stellaron Hunter's plan?

But she didn't hesitate for too long. After all, most people who are willing to board the train to explore are not afraid of trouble.

After everyone's gazes reached a consensus, Himeko made the final decision.

"We'll wait until Stelle wakes up and ask her opinion. She's a good kid, and the train never rejects passengers who are eager to explore new places."

Just based on Stelle's selfless act of rescuing March 7th at that time, the train crew would never reject Stelle's joining.

...

The discussion about Stellaron had come to an end for now.

After confirming that Stelle was fine, March 7th became more active. She looked at Lin Shuang and suddenly asked, "By the way, Lin Shuang, last time you just called it Mount One. But this time, the Doomsday Beast... you can't call it Mount Two, right?"

Behind her, the Doomsday Beast lay still. Even so, its dominance and strength remained evident.

She really wanted to tease March 7th before, but now, even she had to admit that calling this one Mount No. 2 wouldn't work anymore.

"You finally get to ride a dragon, so you have to give it a cool name!"

"...Well, what you said makes sense."

Lin Shuang fell silent for a moment. She definitely wouldn't admit that she really wanted to call it Mount No. 2.

But since March 7th insisted, Lin Shuang gave it some serious thought. What name wouldn't be too childish yet still fit?

After a while, Lin Shuang suddenly had an idea. Clapping her hands together, she smiled. "Alright... let's call it Benares! and the nickname is Bella!"

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Before March 7th could say anything, Welt, who had been standing nearby, suddenly started coughing violently while covering his mouth.

Hearing the name immediately triggered some unpleasant memories for him.

"Uncle Yang, what's wrong with you? Do you need a doctor?"

March 7th turned around, looking at Welt with concern. She had never seen him sick before.

Himeko, who was standing to the side, also cast a worried glance at him.

Welt waved his hand. "I'm fine, just choked a little. Not sick."

Then, he gave Lin Shuang a complicated look. "I'm going to go meet the stationmaster first. The train is making an emergency stop, so I have to thank her."

Without delay, Welt turned and left, heading straight for Herta.

His reasons were more than justified.

Lin Shuang watched his retreating figure and had the distinct feeling he left on purpose to calm himself down.

...

Lin Shuang watched Uncle Yang leave while feeling a bit guilty about teasing him so much.

The conversation about the Doomsday Beast didn't last much longer. Once March 7th accepted the name, Dan Heng and Himeko also went off to find a place to rest.

Lin Shuang, too lazy to move, simply stayed next to Stelle, sitting down to pass the time.

March 7th, full of excitement, stayed close to Lin Shuang, persistently asking about the matters concerning the Xianzhou.

"Hey, is there anything fun or delicious in Xianzhou? I haven't been there yet..."

"There's a lot, but I haven't been there for long. I've only heard of some things but haven't tried them yet..."

Since Stelle hadn't woken up yet, March 7th lowered her voice, leaning comfortably against Lin Shuang.

At this moment, Lin Shuang had already taken off her armor, wearing her regular clothes once more.

Which is why, when March 7th leaned against her arm, she suddenly realized—March 7th wasn't just cute; she also had quite a mature figure.

Lin Shuang had to admit, spending time with such a lively and cheerful girl was truly enjoyable.

Quickly regaining her senses from March 7th's unexpected closeness, she sighed internally. The difference between reality and games was truly vast.

"Speaking of which, I still have some Xianzhou specialties I bought but haven't eaten yet. Want to try some?"

"Really?! I want it, I want it! I'm exhausted from all the running and fighting earlier!"

March 7th's eyes sparkled as she practically threw herself into Lin Shuang's arms, staring up at her with expectant eyes—like an adorable puppy begging for food.

Lin Shuang flipped her hand and took out a small box of prepared Berrypheasant skewers from her storage.

This type of dessert was relatively easy to preserve—relatively being the key word.

But since Lin Shuang had easy access to it, it wasn't a big deal.

"Here, these are Luofu's Berrypheasant skewers. They're actually candied skewers made from the fruit on the tail of the Berrypheasant. Try it."

This treat was similar to the candied haws Lin Shuang remembered from her past. The main difference was the fruit used.

The fruit from the Berrypheasant had a unique taste. While slightly less sweet, its texture made up for it.

After being coated in a sugar shell to enhance its sweetness, the Berrypheasant skewer became an excellent dessert.

Handing the box to March 7th, Lin Shuang propped her head up with one hand, watching her reaction.

March 7th eagerly placed the box on her knees, opened it, and immediately devoured a skewer in one bite.

Her originally small mouth puffed out like a hamster's.

Clearly, the taste suited her. March 7th's lips pursed as she nodded furiously at Lin Shuang.

It seemed she really liked it.

Lin Shuang watched her excited reaction and couldn't help but laugh.

March 7th's emotions were always so open, yet never awkward.

If anything, they were full of life.

"Mmm—"

After nearly choking and forcing herself to swallow, March 7th was noticeably more careful with the second skewer.

This time, she only bit off half of the fruit, staring at the exposed flesh before suddenly speaking.

"I saw the Berrypheasant in the train's think tank before. So this is what its fruit tastes like... It's so good!"

"Hey, Lin Shuang, what do you think? Would the fruit from a Berrypheasant be considered meat or fruit? I really want to try picking some myself. I wonder if fresh ones taste better."

March 7th's brain always worked in strange ways at the oddest moments.

After only two bites, she had suddenly stumbled upon the age-old debate of meat versus fruit.

This topic had been debated endlessly in the Luofu forums, much like the battle between sweet and salty tofu pudding in Lin Shuang's memory.

"I don't know. But since eating this doesn't feel like eating meat, I don't count it as non-vegetarian."

Lin Shuang confidently classified Berrypheasant skewers as vegetarian.

After all, it looked like fruit, tasted like fruit, and smelled like fruit—so it must be fruit!

Otherwise, that would just be unfair.

If it didn't taste like meat, but was still considered meat, then what would vegetarians do?