Chapter 138 Pinocchio (2) #Aha admits he has a…
What are the terms "Starry Sky Train: White Moonlight" and "Forbidden Words"?
Can these two things coexist?
A brown-haired man leaned over and asked, "Misha must be referring to the historical account you heard last night, right?"
He twirled the pistol in his left hand with great flair and pulled his cowboy hat down low. "Last night, we had a little party in the observation car. There's this guy on our train who also does fictional history. Last night, he gave a very well-reasoned account of a love triangle involving Akivili, Ahab, and that white moonlight."
Crane Kite: "...Huh?"
What does Aha have to do now?
Speaking of Ah, He Yuan thought of the matter of settling scores with Him.
But Jingyuan's allure was so captivating that he completely forgot about everything else. For the past hundred years, all he had done was fall in love, sleep, and grind for stats, leaving him with a lot of unfinished tasks.
The path to solving the mystery was right in front of her, but He Yuan stubbornly refused to do it.
He just wanted to see if there would be any consequences if he didn't do it.
Now it seems like it's bound to happen?
Just as curiosity initially leads to the search for methods and answers, games always have ways to entice players to explore.
He Yuan let nature take its course.
Perhaps the experience would be better if we waited until we were curious or needed to do it.
Besides, he's not the same person he used to be, so the tragedy from before definitely won't happen again!
Back to the present, He Yuan was unfamiliar with neither of the two people in the story. She took the milk tea from Pam without much concern and looked curiously at the man in the cowboy outfit.
"Could you elaborate on the love triangle?"
He Yuan didn't understand the group of fiction historians, but he knew one thing—all fiction is based on existing facts.
Otherwise, if someone is said to be someone without any basis or credible evidence, then this clause would not hold.
So he was quite curious about how this fictional historian had made it up.
Could it have started with Aha blowing up a train car?
The gentleman with light blue hair—that is, Mikhail—pulled over a chair and skillfully lifted Pam up as well. “Alright, it’s a pity Pam didn’t hear anything last night because the train conductor was too cowardly to participate.”
Pam naturally objected vehemently: "Ah Yuan would never have an affair with that frivolous person!"
A Yuan and Akivili are a very loving couple!
Pam will not accept any rebuttal!
“It all started when Aha secretly boarded the train,” Mikhail began, recounting the fictional historian’s words. “It was the Star Train, still in Akivili’s time, so prosperous it could carry thousands of people. Aha just slipped on without a sound, wanting to meet the legendary humans who were pampered by Akivili…”
"Wait, wait, wait!" He Yuan interrupted, "What does 'spoiled' mean?"
He's a player with a fear of insufficient firepower. If he finds himself lacking power, his first priority is always to accumulate power!
Mikhail explained, "It's just a rumor. At that time, Akivili was the one who mostly appeared on the Star Train. You were probably in charge of logistics and maintenance. The fact that the train can still run normally is thanks to your modified energy and power system."
He Yuan reluctantly accepted this reason and listened to him continue.
“Seeing him would be an easy thing,” Aha thought to himself. “After all, there’s always a queue of carriages on the Star Train, and Akivili and that human are bound to be there.”
"That very night, he met Akivili's lover, the white moonlight of the Star Train, which is you—Mr. Crane Kite!"
At that moment, Mikhail casually asked, "Excuse me, how old are you this year?"
He Yuan choked.
To be honest, among all the special characters he has encountered so far, every single one of them speaks in a way that is pleasing to the ear and brings him joy.
Unlike the two in front of me, who were like a comedian, singing and responding to each other.
He thought for a moment, then rested his chin on his hand and looked directly at Mikhail: "Misha—at my age, that's probably how I should address you. As for your age, I think you can figure it out yourself."
"After all, you can't expect someone who has lived for a very long time to remember their age."
Mikhail suddenly realized, "You're right."
The cowboy standing nearby—that is, Tirnan—after hearing these words, reminded him somewhat helplessly, "Misha, it's not very polite to ask someone's age so abruptly."
Upon hearing this, Mikhail immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, did I just say something that upset you?"
Seeing his guilty look, He Yuan, intrigued, wanted to tease him a little. "Unhappy—?"
Mikhail's heart pounded with anxiety as he listened intently to the young man's words.
“I’m not unhappy,” He Yuan said with a smile. “I don’t even remember my own age, so why would I care about it? Don’t you agree, dear Misha?”
The young man tilted his head. "But I'm really curious about Misha's age. Can you tell me?"
He Yuan slowly watched as Mikhail's favorability rating rose from light pink to red, finally settling at around 70 or 80.
Oh dear, this is unexpectedly a bit difficult.
For some reason, Mikhail started stammering, "I...I'm twenty-five this year."
Perhaps to hide his nervousness, he pulled Tirnan aside and said, "Tirnan is thirty this year!"
“I know Tiernan is thirty… Misha, you don’t need to emphasize it.” The dark brown-haired girl yawned and pulled out a chair. “Pam, an Americano, please—”
Pam took the opportunity to jump down and get away from the place where history was being told.
But he didn't forget to walk up to He Yuan and say, "A Yuan, your room has been kept. I'll take you to Pa tonight!"
He Yuan rubbed his drooping ears; the soft, furry touch was comforting. "Okay, Pam, then I'll thank the train conductor."
Pam bounced around and then went to prepare the Americano.
The girl looked at her curiously. "Is the train conductor so happy today?"
She opened her sleepy eyes and met He Yuan's gaze.
A round table, the current seating arrangement is as follows—
Tirnan and Mikhail sat on either side of the crane kite, while Lazarina—the girl—sat opposite them.
When she saw He Yuan's face, her eyes widened. "You wouldn't be—?"
“He Yuan, that’s my name,” He Yuan replied, extending her hand. “Hello, miss, I’m a new, nameless guest.”
Mikhail immediately exposed him: "Don't believe him. Pam said he's the 'white moonlight' of the Star Train, the one who created the energy core."
Upon hearing the second half of the sentence, Lazarina completely forgot the first half. "How do you do that? Can you teach me?"
She is a surveyor who, after arriving at the Starry Sky Train, dedicated herself to surveying all the mechanisms.
Currently, we are 50% complete, but the problem is stuck on the train's energy core.
That was the power core created by a long-lived human named Crane Kite when Akivili was still alive. To this day, no one has been able to produce a result that matches it. If the geniuses of the Genius Club saw it, they would probably study it for a long time.
Lazarina studied for a full two weeks, but to no avail!
He Yuan had no idea how she had done it.
He quickly saved the file, saying, "Let me hear the story first, then we'll go check out the core together."
There's probably no need to worry too much.
The fact that the pioneers were practically right in his face indicates that they met recently, and his Engineering Division route is already maxed out, meaning there's no organization in the world that can stump him.
Of course, most importantly, he wanted to hear the whole story.
Mikhail composed himself and continued, "The moment Aha saw this human, he was astonished to discover that he was his long-dead wife!"
Lazarina was stunned: "What? Aha has a wife?!"
Even the crane and the kite were bewildered.
He would never have any relationship with a tasteless, funny guy!
At most, we'll sleep together—but that depends on the other person's face and figure.
So it must be Aha who's behind this!
Just like when I went to the grocery store before, they shamelessly stuck to me and spread rumors!
That's right, that's exactly it!
Mikhail explained, "It's a story told by a fictional historian last night; I can't guarantee its authenticity."
Lazarina rolled her eyes. "Everyone knows that history is history, and it can't all come from nowhere. This means that Aha is probably spreading rumors all over the galaxy that he has a dead wife."
Just then, He Yuan's phone rang.
Before the train even started moving, communication was still working smoothly, and he immediately saw the headline on the StarNet website.
#Ahaha admits he has a deceased wife#
#Aha says his deceased wife was the most beautiful woman in the universe#
#Aha Crane Kite#
The four people at the table clicked on the entry and saw the whole story.
The incident began when a missing person notice kept circulating in the tavern at the end of the world—the gathering place of the Masked Fools—described Aha's beloved wife and mobilized the Masked Fools to search for her.
Initially, everyone thought it was a prank by a colleague and laughed it off. But adhering to the principle that the more fun the better, they joined this grand "search for the deceased wife".
If that's all there is to it, then everyone can just treat it as a joke.
But when a masked fool "accidentally" handed over a picture of a crane and a kite, Aha responded to him and casually gave him a lot of joyful power.
Good heavens, this has now involved the most popular and most-followed celebrity in the universe! The Masked Fools are even more excited, frantically seeking confirmation from Aha and spreading the news everywhere.
As for the impact?
As we all know, once something is associated with Ah, it's as if it has no impact.
After all, many people are unwilling to believe the words of the Masked Fool, and even fewer would believe the words of the Lord of Joy, who is the embodiment of joy.
But regardless of whether one believes it or not, fictional historians continue to play their part, using it to construct history.
After reading the whole story, He Yuan didn't know what to say.
His latest social media post was flooded with inquiries from fans. As a responsible celebrity, he should respond.
Based on his belief that he would never like a funny guy, he posted a status update.
[@Heyuan: I don't like funny guys.]
The other three people surfing the internet couldn't help but burst out laughing.
That's how fun the Lord of Pleasure has to offer.
It's more interesting to see Him get humiliated.
[@BrotherHasAWife: Honey~ Have you already forgotten your sweetheart? Aha, I'm so sad [crying] //@CraneKite: I don't like funny guys.]
[@BrotherHasAWife: Honey, you forgot you love hearing my jokes the most!]
[@I Have a Wife: Darling...]
The person with the verified yellow ID kept leaving comments under the posts, and inexplicably, a bunch of likes popped up on his feed.
He Yuan frowned in reply.
[Crane Kite: Who are you?]
[Brother has a wife: [Shot in the knee] Wife—darling—how could you forget Aha—]
He Yuan discovered for the first time that words could be so melodramatic and nauseating.
He bluntly stated: "I don't know you, I don't know anyone, we're not close, I've blocked you."
Then I blocked them.
The person on the other end quieted down for a while, then switched to a different number.
[My wife is the most beautiful: Ahha misses you so much, Ahha knows he was wrong, darling, please let Ahha out, okay?]
He Yuan closed her eyes, then simply shut down the comments section and stopped responding.
"Do you still want to hear the story?" Mikhail asked cautiously, observing his expression.
He Yuan gritted her teeth: "Listen, of course I want to listen!"
"By the way, where is that fictional historian now? Tell him in a bit that I have some inside information about Aha!"
Is this a rumor?
Let's see if he doesn't spread rumors about Aha as a masochist and a simp!
Mikhail began to speak cautiously: "After Aha discovered that this person looked exactly like his deceased wife, he tried his best to get close to him and observe him."
To his surprise, this man was a spitting image of his deceased wife, identical in appearance, physique, personality, and preferences. Therefore, he believed—
"His deceased wife wasn't really dead; she faked her death!"
"Aha needs to go through the crematorium process to win back his wife's heart, while Akivili is just a supporting character who accompanied his wife during her low period; he's no match for her at all!"
Lazarina nearly spat out her sparkling water. "You guys were listening to this last night?!"
Isn't this just like the plot of a roadside stall?
However, the protagonist became a star god, which added a touch of prestige to the character.
She ruthlessly retorted, "Aha, the most important thing for you right now is to uninstall the novel app from your phone."
The process of chasing after one's wife is like a funeral pyre. What a terrible thought process of Aha's—no, this seems to fit his thought process perfectly!
Could this be true?
Lazarina was momentarily dazed before being awakened by He Yuan.
"Wake up, don't get dragged into this historical fabrication."
No wonder he can be a fictional historian; every word he utters is outrageous, yet perfectly in line with Aha's style.
but--
"Lazarina, how can you... be so easily influenced?"
Tirnan explained for her: "Lazarina is a Memory Receiver of the Radiant Memory Court, and is susceptible to meme contamination, so I didn't call her last night."
Lazarina took a big gulp of her Americano. "Luckily you didn't call me."
Otherwise, she would be corrupted by third-rate novels.
He Yuan understood and was very interested in what would happen next. "Go on, how exactly does Aha go through the 'chasing-back-him-in-a-wife' scenario?"
Mikhail was speechless: "He...he went to offer himself in the middle of the night."
“Aha believes that the references in these novels are completely useless, because He felt that he was very obedient to his wife, so it must have been that his wife had lost interest in him and found him boring, which is why she faked her death.”
"What He had to do was to rekindle his wife's interest in Him."
Even though he had heard it once, Ternan's face went blank, and Mikhail, who was repeating it, was now stammering and unable to continue.
Otherwise, how could someone become a fictional historian? That's an extraordinary skill.
Lazarina said with difficulty, "...This is indeed something Aha would do."
He Yuan was also a little dazed. "And then?"
He felt no anger, only curiosity about what would happen next.
This story is not only historically accurate, but also quite entertaining.
Mikhail mechanically repeated: "But when Aha gave himself up, he happened to run into Akivili kissing Heyuan. The two were preparing to take a bath and spend a sweet night together."
"Aha was furious and tricked Akivili into leaving. After Heyuan went into the bathroom, he actually put on Akivili's pajamas, turned off the lights, used Akivili's perfume, and hugged Heyuan from behind, pretending to be intimate for a night."
Crane Kite interrupted, "Akivili hasn't come back all night?"
Mikhail wore an indescribable expression. "When Akivili returned in the morning, he found his good brother Aha sleeping in the same bed with his wife. His eyes widened in fury, and he immediately challenged Aha to a duel."
"The scene was filled with comments like 'How could you wear my pajamas?' and 'I wore them because I want to sleep with my wife,' which attracted many passengers to come and watch."
"He Yuan was so ashamed and angry that she grabbed the bed sheet and tried to jump out of the window, but the two of them stopped her."
The person involved, He Yuan: "?"
No, he won't jump out of the window, but he will drag Aha, who is only wearing his underwear, to the observation car for everyone to see.
Anyway, the Star God of Joy doesn't mind becoming the source of amusement.
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Author's Note: In the process of constructing history (knocking on a wooden fish)
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