Playing Stat-Sticks in Honkai: Star Rail

"All the same!"

Liuge waved his hand, indicating they were all similar.

Actually, regarding the term "childhood sweetheart," Liuge maintained an attitude of neither too close nor too distant.

After all, his identity as someone from Xianzhou was a bit… confusing!

He'd casually said he was from Xianzhou, and then it turned out he actually was. Who was he supposed to complain to about that!

"How are we the same, hey!"

Qingque, March 7th, Stelle, and Bronya all shouted in unison.

"Ah, this!"

Seeing March 7th and the others, Liuge was completely bewildered.

How could they have such high unspoken understanding after just meeting!

"Ahem, Miss Qingque…?"

"Hm?"

"May I ask who you are?"

"Me? I'm just an unnamed diviner from the Divination Commission."

Qingque waved her hand dismissively.

"And you guys?"

"We are Nameless from the Astral Express, invited here by Diviner Fu!"

Welt adjusted his glasses.

"Oh, you're the guests the Diviner mentioned! Please, come in, come in…"

Saying this, Qingque led Welt and the others into the Divination Commission. But when it came to Liuge, Qingque kicked him away.

"The Diviner only said she invited the Nameless from the Astral Express, she didn't say anything about you!"

Qingque looked utterly satisfied.

Finally, she'd gotten revenge for what happened before!

I, Qingque, get revenge without waiting overnight!

"You!"

Liuge got up from the ground, his rear end sticking out, and looked at Qingque helplessly.

"Um… is there any possibility that I'm also a Nameless?"

"You? Don't kid me!"

Qingque was amused. This guy had been around Xianzhou all this time, how could he possibly be a Nameless from the Astral Express!

Beside them, Welt pushed his glasses up, his tone somewhat somber.

"Miss Qingque, is there any possibility that he really is a member of our Astral Express?"

"Ah, this!"

In an instant, Qingque's expression froze.

She scratched her head, revealing a slightly sheepish grin.

"You… you're serious?"

"Mhm!"

With Old Yang giving a slight nod, and March 7th and Stelle and the others suppressing their laughter, Qingque took the lead, guiding everyone.

She acted as if she hadn't done anything just now, like she was their tour guide.

This smooth transition left Liuge stunned, he'd even forgotten what to say.

"Liuge… your childhood sweetheart… is really quite something!"

March 7th looked like she was about to burst out laughing, making Liuge feel quite helpless.

Stelle and Bronya nodded, looking very much in agreement.

"Hey, what are you guys still standing around for? Come on!"

Qingque was already calling from ahead, seemingly annoyed that everyone was walking so slowly.

But everyone could clearly see Qingque's slightly flushed face.

It seemed… she was embarrassed!

Following Qingque into the Divination Commission, they arrived just outside the Matrix of Prescience.

Fu Xuan had already been waiting there for a long time.

"Diviner, they're here!"

Qingque sidled up, saying with a grin.

Perhaps only Qingque, that young girl, would act like this within the entire Divination Commission.

Fu Xuan glanced at Qingque but said nothing, instead shifting her gaze to the assembled group.

"You've arrived?!"

"Yes! Diviner Fu invited us, so of course, we wouldn't be late."

Welt nodded and replied, "The reason I've called you all here today is precisely to interrogate the Stellaron Hunter."

As Fu Xuan spoke, she directed her gaze towards Kafka, who was floating in mid-air within the Matrix of Prescience, seemingly bound by something.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Fu Xuan looked at Kafka.

"Anything to say? Probably not. After all, can't Diviner Fu see everything?"

Kafka's tone was calm, yet carried a hint of languor.

However, she still turned her gaze towards Stelle on the side of the train crew.

"I'm very sorry for meeting you in this manner."

"..."

Stelle remained silent, her eyes holding a trace of suspicion.

Seemingly sensing the doubt in her gaze, Kafka didn't say anything further.

"General, what do you think?"

At this moment, Fu Xuan unexpectedly asked.

This caused everyone present, except for Liuge, to freeze for a moment.

The next instant, a cybernetic projection of Jing Yuan, resembling a light blue virtual projection, appeared beside Fu Xuan.

As if sensing everyone's attention, Cyber Jing Yuan raised his hand and greeted them.

"Everyone from the Astral Express, it's a pleasure to meet you! As you can see, I am the General of the Loufu, Jing Yuan!"

Compared to the conversation between the train crew and Cyber Jing Yuan, Liuge, who was trailing behind, had already quietly slipped ten meters behind Fu Xuan.

This was because two golden Stat-Stick Light Orbs had dropped there.

What surprised Liuge the most was that both of these were Character Stat-Sticks.

For a moment, Liuge felt that his luck today was exceptionally good.

Having been on the Xianzhou for so long, he had only encountered attribute Stat-Sticks or some insignificant ones. Character Stat-Sticks were almost nonexistent.

But today, with the arrival of the train crew, several Character Stat-Sticks had dropped!

With this thought, Liuge began to examine the two Character Stat-Sticks.

[Character Stat-Stick · Old Timer]

Quality: Gold

Description: What kind of person would be an Old Timer? Is it someone who walks birds and listens to stories without paying? Or someone who burns their memories to crack their skull? So, what do you think constitutes an Old Timer?

064 [Shenzhou: Fu Hua]

"?"

Looking at this Stat-Stick, the only thing that popped into Liuge's mind was this.

No, this Old Timer Stat-Stick, why does it feel like it's mocking a certain old man and a certain immortal!

However, looking at the description, if it were truly combined, it would indeed be quite impactful.

Liuge pondered, his eyes lighting up. It seemed that with his current Stat-Stick Library, he could indeed combine it with a certain Shenzhou tablet.

Thinking this, Liuge shifted his gaze to the other golden Stat-Stick.

[Character Stat-Stick · Diviner]

Quality: Gold

Description: The divination indicates that you are destined to have this Stat-Stick!

"?"

Once again, a question mark appeared on Liuge's forehead.

Although the name of the Stat-Stick made him realize who could be combined, was it really okay to be so direct?

Liuge glanced at Fu Xuan, who was talking to Cyber Jing Yuan. It seemed she had finished reviewing Kafka's memories.

It was at this moment that Liuge saw Fu Xuan, who had been conversing, suddenly look up at Cyber Jing Yuan, a hint of unwillingness in her eyes.

"General, you scoundrel!"

Hmm! Liuge heard this sentence clearly, but he couldn't make out what they were saying.

He had completely engaged in selective listening.

It was at this moment that Cyber Jing Yuan vanished, and at the same time, Fu Xuan turned around and began chatting with the members of the Astral Express crew.

As Liuge watched, he suddenly felt something was off.

But he couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.

He felt like the scene unfolding before him wasn't this intense in the story.

Before Liuge could figure it out, a violent tremor occurred.

Looking out from the Divination Commission, a colossal tree began to grow, and a dense power of Abundance instantly spread.

In that very moment, before Fu Xuan could even use the Matrix of Prescience, Kafka descended on her own, breaking free from the invisible shackles.

At the same time, a man with dark green long hair, wearing Hanfu and wielding a black longsword covered in cracks, suddenly appeared on the scene.

"A Blade, you're here!"

"It's time to go, Kafka!"

"Mhm!"

Fu Xuan looked at the two before her, her eyes revealing a sense of caution.

"Neither of you is leaving!"

Fu Xuan took a step forward, and in an instant, the Matrix of Prescience lit up with astonishing purple light.

In almost the same breath, A Blade's sword was already pressed against Fu Xuan's neck.

"Now what?"

His voice was low, yet filled with a palpable death intent.

"You!"

Fu Xuan froze for a moment. She truly hadn't expected to have a sword held to her neck on her own turf.