Though they'd had that little mishap, with the help of the well-trained robots, the children still managed to get all their bags and bundles, along with the owl's cartload of luggage, onto the train. At least they hadn't delayed its departure.
After a brief five-minute stop, the Starrail CC1000, which they were riding, picked up three passengers and dropped off two before setting off again.
The two passengers had only just stepped off the train when their ordinary, casual clothes transformed into splendid robes adorned with mysterious celestial emblems of stars and moons. The sigils were so dazzling and enigmatic that a single glance made it feel as if one were witnessing the evolution of truth itself.
Anyone qualified to wear robes like those had to be some great figure at the very least—a grand archmage or a sage, right?
Of course, maybe he was just overthinking it. The bespectacled kid, the freckled one, and the one with naturally wavy hair who'd boarded just now had all been wearing robes too. Maybe they were simply the national dress of this world or something.
High-end robes were luxury goods, like Nair and Hermès or whatever.
Also, why did a little station where three people boarded and two got off need a full five-minute stop? A regular train operating like that would've gone bankrupt ages ago, wouldn't it?
Anyway, as the train rumbled away from the platform, dazzling white light blossomed outside the windows. It was intensely bright, but the seemingly ordinary glass panes blocked it all. By the time it reached the carriage, the light had softened into something like a gentle moonbeam.
Of course, as a psion, Yu Lian once again "saw" the bubbles that formed the edge of the universe. He also felt the train pass through them, a