"Aw~ that really hurt, you know. Heehee."
Zhuxing Tu's starlight illuminated the darkness.
Her train traveled through the sky like a river of stars in this dark world, which was every bit the equal of the outer and inner Utopias outside.
[Name: Zhuxing Tu] [Train: Destiny Star River] [Train Level: 6...??]
Within the darkness, Heinz continued bringing down the hammer embedded with the Order Card.
"Ye? I see... Altos was your alias."
Ye Qiyan cast an even more disdainful glance at Zhuxing Tu, who was giggling beside him.
"Hehe, sorry, sorry~"
"Tch..."
He had no intention of denying it and admitted it openly instead.
"Yes. Is that strange?"
"Heh... no wonder. I once searched for Train Conductors named Altos. Over the past twenty generations, there were only a handful, but none of them resembled you at all.
Names matter.
No... oh...
I see."
Heinz gazed at Ye Qiyan, suddenly understanding.
"I can see your time.
One year and three months...
So you're a Train Conductor of this generation.
The Golden Age?
Zhuxing Tu, so this is what your prophecy meant."
Heinz possessed an appraisal-type permission and had intended to examine Ye Qiyan's information, but Ye Qiyan's own permission canceled it out.
Yet every Train Conductor possessed something that not even the system could hide.
It was a path.
A path they had traveled.
That path was filled with traces called [Time].
The traces of other Top-Level Train Conductors would stretch beyond the heavens.
But not Ye Qiyan's.
Time: one year and three months.
This was the [Wasteland Time] he had experienced since arriving in the Wasteland.
Heinz gave a bemused smile, and the hammer in his hand continued descending.
"With such talent and such experiences, indeed, as you are now, you still need to conceal your true name.