March 7th looked at the table full of delicious food, and her pink-and-blue eyes instantly turned into stars. There was even a faint glimmer of drool at the corner of her mouth.
"Sure enough, as long as we stick with Qianyi, we won't suffer no matter where in the universe we go."
Stelle unceremoniously picked up an exquisite pastry and stuffed it into her mouth. As she enjoyed the wonderful texture that melted on her tongue, she mumbled, "This is life. This is Trailblazing!"
"Exactly."
March 7th nodded in wholehearted agreement. As she reached for the most tempting-looking macaron, she could not help complaining, "Back when I was Trailblazing with Dan Heng, Himeko, and Uncle Yang, we were either freezing in icy wastelands or getting hunted down by someone. But ever since I started traveling with Qianyi and you, Stelle, it feels like life has gone straight from 'Wilderness Survival Challenge' to 'Luxury Interstellar Tourism'!"
"No need to thank me. This is the treatment you deserve," Qianyi said.
Railway workers fighting on the front lines often enjoyed relatively generous pay, plentiful meals, hefty performance bonuses, and all kinds of allowances.
Yet such good benefits rarely made anyone jealous.
Because everyone knew just how crushing the workload was for those workers who traveled through wildernesses and uninhabited regions, how harsh their living conditions were, and how many unknown deadly dangers they faced at every moment.
The Nameless belonged to that sort of people.
At first glance, the Nameless seemed like dashing, romantic interstellar adventurers, traveling to unknown worlds and discovering new foods. But on closer inspection, they were practically "special workers" who combined a whole string of high-risk, high-pressure professions—geological surveyors, railway builders, battlefield doctors, charity volunteers, and more.
To put it bluntly, it was like forcibly stitching together several of