Star Railway: The Pioneer's Journey

Chapter 228 Gold Sand: True Lord, I'm Just Working

What Kevin and Sue were doing in Mei's room is unknown.

Yun peeked out from behind the door frame and looked inside.

Inside the room, the familiar blond and the even more familiar grey stood together, while the purple-haired woman watched them quietly.

No, we can't get out of this scene. Mei is standing at the door, watching Kevin and Sue, asking them what they're doing...

That's so weird.

"Alluvial gold."

Yun chose to change the subject: "Long time no see, what have you been doing?"

The moment the little golden peacock saw the clouds, its eyes lit up.

Just like all the fans that Xing has seen.

But soon, he politely bowed and said, "True Lord, it has been a long time since I last greeted you."

What is he doing?

Placer Gold didn't really want to answer.

Due to the company's mission, the Strategic Investment Department now needs to find a way to reclaim Pinocone, which was originally under the company's control, and Sandstone is one of the people in charge of this project.

He wanted to make friends with the Starry Sky Train for this mission, but because of the habits he developed while working with capitalists, his words always carried a hint of threat.

In short, it's hard to think of him as a good person.

His sister was troubled by this for a while. At first, she spoke to him gently, but later, after becoming a patrolman, she simply stopped communicating verbally.

If you encounter one, knock it on the head.

It's so stupid.

Fortunately, my sister went out with her friends this time and didn't come along.

Otherwise, his work might take a much longer, roundabout way.

But now, what he can do is simpler—although it may be somewhat dangerous, gambling is risky, but the potential rewards are also high.

Anyway, he has never lost, and he could never lose. For his sister's sake, he absolutely cannot lose.

The above is everything that Sand Gold thought before he saw the clouds.

but now……

"Is the company planning to take action against Pinocchio?" Yun asked, looking at Sand Gold.

Sand Gold nodded: "It's a messy account, but the returns are extraordinary, aren't they, True Lord?"

Sand Gold's original plan was that if this really succeeded, he would contact General Tianji of Yaoqing before everything settled down and ask her to send someone to share the spoils.

However, it seems that there is no need to trouble General Tianji to bring Yao Qingbiao over.

Yun nodded: "Yes... I won't disturb your work, of course, provided that Pinocchio doesn't do anything to make me uncomfortable."

Sand Gold: ...What should I say?

What else should I say besides keeping smiling?

It's certain that Yunzhi wouldn't care whether Pinocone was family territory or company property, since it had absolutely nothing to do with the Immortal Boat Alliance anyway.

But if this place angers him now, Pinocone will no longer be a piece of land.

That must be cosmic dust.

So, does this mean that while I'm completing my mission to retake Pinocone, I also have to protect this place?

This is so difficult.

On the other side, Xing blinked.

Yunzhi had also told them about Shajin, and that Shajin had helped them a little when they were at the front desk earlier.

Himeko and Walter knew more, and they didn't have any particular opinion about gold dust.

Xing was unfamiliar with placer gold, so he was naturally a little wary.

And then... that's it.

According to Sand Gold, the room originally belonged to him, but he gave it to Star so that he could befriend her.

Next, Sand Gold performed a magic trick in front of Star, then looked down at her and told her that she had to cooperate with him.

Then... the purple-haired woman suddenly spoke, and then Yunzhi appeared.

So now that I look at it...

Xing turned to look at the gold dust.

—Why did I feel like Sha Jin was a head taller than her just now, when they were about the same height?

Xing's thoughts jumped to an unknown place, her face filled with shock.

"Alright, kid, go ahead and do what you need to do. Contact me if you need any help."

Yunzhi didn't continue with any unpleasant words to scare Shajin: "Pinocone is a chaotic mess right now, and I have my own things to do—so, when you're discussing how to divide the pie with Pinocone, don't forget to send me a message."

The Immortal Boat Alliance must not take advantage of the chaos; the alliance must promptly and legally mediate.

Gold dust also carries this meaning.

—Anyway, I've done plenty of this before, so one more won't make a difference.

"Don't worry, My Lord, I'll be ready."

The gold mining operation has its own plans, and although it's risky, it's worth a try.

"Then I'll take my leave first. I wish you a pleasant stay, True Lord."

After saying this, Sand Gold bowed and left the room.

Xing and another purple-haired woman: ...Being ignored?

Is Yunzhi all that's left in his eyes?

Although I know that Sand Gold is a die-hard fan of Cloud's—that's what March 7th and Star said—this behavior of automatically blurring out the faces of people around their idol is really...

It's speechless.

Just as Sand Gold had not communicated with Star at all, and the purple-haired woman had not made a sound to disturb him.

After the sand gold left, Yunzhi quickly changed his target:

"And this one... is her name Mei?"

Xing looked at the purple-haired woman—the woman he seemed to have seen in his dream.

But, it seems that's not her name.

Upon hearing Yun Zhi's words, the purple-haired woman's eyes widened slightly.

But it quickly returned to normal.

"The intuition of the [Hunter] is indeed as terrifying as the legends say... I will always remember this name, but it has already been buried in the past."

She believed that Yunzhi knew her name because of the terrifying intuition unique to the [Hunter's] destiny.

Therefore, she marveled at the accuracy of her hunting intuition.

Yunzhi: ...

No, actually I didn't use my intuition to see anything at all.

You're a veteran actor, and you've met so many familiar faces here; it wouldn't be appropriate if you didn't remember them.

...So, Rakshasa, your name is a bit of a mouthful...