Express Crew's Daily Life

The Trailblazer sprinted back to the Star Rail.

She let out a long sigh, collapsing onto the sofa in the Parlor Car to catch her breath.

She was usually easygoing.

But that didn't mean the Trailblazer had no temper.

She let the first time slide when Ruan Mei drugged her without warning.

But how could there be a second time?

Absolutely not!

The Trailblazer didn't care about the consequences; she would forget Ruan Mei if she could, and if she couldn't, so be it.

Everything was up to fate.

Anyway, she would never eat another pastry drugged by Ruan Mei.

Thinking this, the Trailblazer was relieved to have escaped a disaster, and her complexion improved slightly.

Welt and Himeko, the regular guests in the Parlor Car, noticed the Trailblazer running back, panting, and immediately came over to check on her.

"What's wrong, Stelle? Wasn't today your day to test the Simulated Universe? What happened? Have a cup of coffee to calm down."

"Are you too tired, Stelle? Don't push yourself. There's still time before the Warp, so rest more on the train."

Waaah.

She was being cared for by the adults at home.

Stelle looked at Himeko and Welt sitting on either side of her, nodded, and slumped, resting her head on Himeko's lap.

"It's nothing, I'm just... just hungry, so I rushed back for food."

If anyone else used this excuse, the lie would be exposed in a second.

But when the Trailblazer used this excuse, no one doubted it.

Why?

Because she was really capable of doing something like that.

Himeko looked down at the Trailblazer lying on her lap and gently stroked her hair.

"Okay, we happen to have a dish you especially like today. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes, so bear with it for a bit."

"Okay, okay!"

The Trailblazer, looking like a good little girl, nodded obediently on Himeko's lap.

Welt saw this and chuckled to himself.

The atmosphere of the Express Crew was really too good.

Anyone who saw this atmosphere would say it was heartwarming.

Just then, Pom-Pom, wearing a chef's hat, waddled out of the kitchen: "Dinner is ready, Pom!"

The Trailblazer lay lazily on Himeko's lap.

It wasn't that she wanted to act spoiled, but she really couldn't get up.

After all, sprinting from the space station back to the Star Rail was no joke.

Stelle had originally been glad that she didn't have to fight monsters today and could conserve her energy.

But then she had to do an 800-meter sprint, which was even more tiring than fighting monsters.

Himeko helped Stelle up with effort.

What she was thinking was: This child is really starving, so hungry that she doesn't even have the strength to get up and eat.

March 7th and Dan Heng followed Pom-Pom out like two waiters, carrying dishes to the table.

Oh, these two went to assist Pom-Pom again.

Hmph, the Trailblazer was still confident in the cooking skills of the conductor and these two little partners.

In short, it was fortunate that Himeko wasn't cooking.

The Trailblazer secretly glanced at Himeko.

Himeko was talking to Welt and didn't notice the Trailblazer's simple and easy-to-understand expression.

But March 7th and Dan Heng saw it, and they completely understood what the Trailblazer was thinking.

The three little ones sat together while eating.

"Eat more, Stelle."

March 7th smiled and put a piece of food in Stelle's bowl. "I specifically asked Pom-Pom to make this. I know you like it."

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"Wow, Little March, you're so great!"

The Trailblazer held her bowl, tears welling up in her eyes, and diligently ate her fill.

Dan Heng smiled faintly, casually pulling two napkins and placing them beside Trailblazer's plate.

Sunday sat next to the adults, a little further away from Trailblazer.

No sooner had Trailblazer spoken than a faint blush appeared on Sunday's ear, for reasons unknown.

Welt asked with concern, "Is the food too spicy today?"

"Cough, cough…"

Unexpectedly addressed so suddenly, Sunday choked slightly, his ears twitching uncontrollably, as if unable to hide the awkwardness in his heart.

"Mr. Welt, the Star Rail's food is very much to my liking. Thank you for your concern."

"That's good." Welt smiled.

This kind of life was ordinary and rare.

And therefore all the more precious.

Trailblazer almost drowned in this current of happiness.

Although she was well aware that the meals she had been eating these past few days could be called 'the last supper.'

But that didn't stop Trailblazer from enjoying these last happy moments.

Her gaze swept across the faces of the entire Express Crew.

She had heard Aha mention before that, due to various reasons, Trailblazer and Dan Heng were the vanguard for this warp, leading the charge.

Thinking about how she was going to rely on Dan Heng for survival in a strange land.

Trailblazer couldn't help but glance at the young man beside her, using a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Dan Heng, eat more."

Dan Heng: ???

Although he didn't know why Trailblazer was telling him this, he obediently added another half bowl of rice.

Yes, yes, that's right!

Trailblazer then turned her gaze to March 7th beside her.

Poor thing.

Thinking of the future Aha had spoiled, March 7th would be frozen in bed for a long time.

Eat more, little March, because you won't be able to eat for a while if you don't eat now.

Thinking this, Trailblazer picked up a chicken leg and stuffed it into little March's bowl.

"Eat up!"

"Huh?" March 7th's mouth was stuffed like a little hamster, and she looked blankly at the chicken leg that had suddenly appeared in her bowl: "I, I can't eat anymore."

"No, you have to eat it, it's just a chicken leg, it's not much."

"Okay, okay, just because you gave it to me."

March 7th raised the big chicken leg in her bowl and happily began to gnaw on it.

The two adults in the Express Crew smiled at each other.

Perhaps this was the meaning of Trailblazing.

Making new friends on countless journeys to new worlds, changing the fate of the local world, eliminating evil and promoting good, and carrying out Akivili's will.

It was so nice to see everyone getting along so harmoniously.

At this moment, there were three days left until the warp to Omphalos.

Trailblazer planned to go nowhere during these three days.

She had been out and about enough in the past few days, and she would just enjoy the warmth of the Express Crew for the last three days.

A new day.

Trailblazer got up early and found Sunday in the Parlor Car, pulling him to chat with Shut Up all morning.

Then she rushed to March 7th's room, threatening to eat all the snacks March 7th had hoarded.

"Hmph!" The pink-haired girl wiped her nose and said aggressively, "Then you have to beat me in the game first!"

"Bring it on! I, the Galaxy Trailblazer, am invincible in gaming, and if I say I'm second in the world, no one dares to say they're first!"

"Arrogant! With my Zhao Camera here, it's not your turn to spout nonsense, take this, eat my sword!"

Dan Heng, passing by March 7th's room, heard the crackling and commotion coming from inside, and knew that these two were addicted to playing games again.