I cosplayed as the battle-damaged Azure Sparrow and got caught by the Immortal Boat!

Chapter 69 How many Qingyuan are left?

Before the solemn bronze gate of the Temple of the Gods, Qingque tiptoed closer to examine it closely through the crack in the door.

Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and her fingers unconsciously twirled the ends of her hair that fell over her shoulders.

"That's strange..."

Xing, who had just walked over, heard the whisper. The pink-and-blue-haired girl blinked, suddenly recalling a similar experience at the Black Tower Space Station.

"Let me guess," March 7th said with the knowing tone of someone who'd been there before, "is the door lock broken?"

"I don't understand," Qingque turned around, spread her hands, her face full of confusion, "The door is locked."

"In all the years I've been on duty here, this main gate has never been locked... and nobody's ever reminded me to bring my key today."

She spoke softer and softer until the last sentence was almost a soliloquy.

But then she straightened her back, trying to maintain the decorum expected of a Taliban employee in front of the "distinguished guest": "Hey, even though the food in our Taliban canteen is terrible, surely we don't have to turn away guests like that?"

March 7th sighed, her pinkish-blue eyes filled with distrust: "You... are you really one of the Taipusi? You don't even know if your own front door is open or not?"

"That's ridiculous!" Qingque said, hands on her hips, righteously asserting, "It doesn't make sense."

"I've already been demoted by the Grand Diviner to manage the library for three months and seven days. What more punishment can she possibly give me?"

She paused, then her eyes lit up. "Don't panic! The Tabernacle has more than just this one door."

I know of a place specifically for emergencies. Follow me!

She turned and led the way, her hair swaying lightly behind her head, completely unaware that a pair of smiling eyes were watching her from afar.

A hundred meters away, in the shadow of a flying eave, a blue kite leaned against a pillar.

She crossed her arms, a playful smile playing on her lips, her gaze following Qingque's lively figure.

"So cute..." she murmured, a thought sprouting in her heart like a spring bud.

Originally, she did plan to stage a "real and fake Qingque" drama—just imagining the scene would be quite amusing:

Two identical people stared at each other in disbelief, while those around them were dumbfounded.

But after careful consideration, she abandoned the plan.

Firstly, he felt it was too straightforward and lacked artistry; secondly, he worried that the joke might go too far and be difficult to handle—given Fu Xuan's high regard for Qing Que, it was best not to provoke him.

So she chose a more "gentle" approach:

She temporarily separates her understanding and characteristics of each destiny, and now each Qingyuan carries a part of her, yet has its own unique inclinations and personality.

Of course, each Qingyuan is actually a person; you can just think of it as a genius's left and right brains battling each other.

Upon seeing the adorable, real-life Qingque, Qingyuan felt out of control and wanted to find a sack to put Qingque in.

Then they boarded the train together, and as for Tabu, he could keep a clone for himself.

Fengrao Qingyuan: "I think it's feasible."

"Inviting her onto the train for a while to experience the joy of stargazing is much better than spending all day in the astronomical chamber facing divination boards and books."

Breeding kites: "Same as above! More people, more fun."

Besides, I think she has extraordinary talent; perhaps she has potential beyond playing cards?

Joyful Blue Kite: "Count me in! This plan sounds like it'll be a lot of fun!"

Just imagine, the serious fortune teller has lost a lazy one, and the train has gained an interesting card-playing buddy... Ah-ha would raise a glass to that!

Hunting Blue Kite: "I object."

Emptiness Azure Kite: "..."

Immortal Azure Kite: "Do as you please, I will give you my answer at the end."

Zhishi Qingyuan: "Qingque's personality profile shows that she pursues a leisurely life with the 'highest cost-effectiveness'."

A pioneering journey is fraught with unknowns and risks, which doesn't align with her core needs. Please don't cause her trouble.

Memory of the Blue Kite:

Why do I miss you?

What moved me?

...Perhaps, I just want to remember this coincidence of 'existence'.

Gluttonous Azure Kite: "I'm so hungry... While you guys are discussing, can I eat this wall next to me, or that passing starship?"

It looks quite crispy...

Kaituo Qingyuan: "No amount of theory is as good as practice. Let's try it and see."

At worst, I can just send her back in the end; it's not difficult for me anyway.

Finally, a few barely perceptible streaks of light separated from Qingyuan.

They silently disappeared into the shadows of the Tabuan building and the streets, each beginning to prepare their own "invitation plans," whether serious or absurd.

On the other side, Qingque led the train crew through layers of doors to a platform engraved with complex star charts and divination symbols.

"Please look, everyone, this is the Cosmic Union Array."

Qingque rarely showed a serious expression as she pointed to the faint light veins flowing on the ground.

Just as she was about to give a detailed explanation, a clear, cheerful voice suddenly came from behind her, precisely picking up where she left off:

"The core function of this magic circle is to retrieve time-related information."

Qingque froze. That voice... She turned around abruptly, her pupils dilating instantly.

A girl who looked almost exactly like her was standing three steps away with a smile.

"You...you...what kind of monster are you?!" Qingque took a half step back in fright, almost stepping on March 7's foot. "Why did you transform into my appearance?!"

"A demon?" The newcomer—the Abundant Azure Kite—puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction, pointing her index finger to the Abundant Flower on her head. "Look closely, there's a 'clear' difference between us. Here, this one."

March 7th quickly stepped forward, standing between the two, and explained to Qingque, "She is Qingyuan! She's a member of our train crew."

At first, at the card parlor, we mistook you for her too.

"oh--!!"

Qingque suddenly realized, let out a long sigh of relief, and patted her chest. "So that's it! It's that guest who looks a lot like me."

It startled me; I thought it was some kind of demon or monster in disguise...

"No," Fengrao Qingyuan shook her head and corrected her seriously, "I am Qingran."

Qingyuan is Qingyuan, and Qingran is Qingran.

Actually, we are strangers from different parents who happen to look exactly alike.

Qingque's logic, which she had just sorted out, got tangled up again. She looked at March 7 in confusion, asking with her eyes: What's going on here?

March 7th rolled her eyes cutely and helplessly spread her hands: "She is Qingyuan, who calls herself 'Qingran'."

Don't worry too much about it. Whenever this guy goes to a new place, he always comes up with a new identity or something new to do.

Just pretend she's playing a role-playing game.

"I see!" Qingque truly understood this time and immediately made a decision that was most in line with her personality—ignore it.

She had no interest in playing role-playing games with someone who exuded the aura of a "masked fool."

She also needs to rush to repair the array base, and if there's enough time, she might even be able to go back to Changletian to play a couple of rounds of cards!

So Qingque turned around and continued to focus on examining the array base patterns of the Zhouhe Array, completely ignoring Fengrao Qingyuan, who was trying to strike up a conversation and had even thought of more than a dozen follow-up flirting plans.

The next array base to be checked is in the "Boundary Zone".

As Qingque approached, she saw a figure already waiting beside the array base.

That was a girl with the same face, but with a completely different temperament.

She had grown her hair longer and blacker, with the ends of her hair scattering specks of light like fireflies, and her eyes held a clarity that seemed to have witnessed countless stories, along with a faint sadness.

"Hello." Memory Qingyuan spoke first, her voice as soft as if afraid of disturbing the light in the air, "I am... the memory that Qingyuan does not want to forget."

After she finished speaking, she laughed self-deprecatingly, "Although that's what they say, memories themselves are often not entirely under the control of their owners."

What should be kept and what will fade is often beyond our control.

She paused, seemingly unwilling to discuss the topic further, and pointed to the intact array base beneath her feet, which even glowed brighter than usual: "Let's not talk about this anymore."

I've already repaired the 'Boundary Array' base here.

In return, let me take a good look at you.

Qingque approached suspiciously and examined the area carefully.

A few seconds later, she looked up in surprise: "It's really fixed!"

"...Wait a minute!" She suddenly realized the problem. "This is the Qiong Guan Array Foundation, a secret technique passed down by the Taibu Si. Its structure is complex and involves many secrets that are not passed down."

How do you know this? And how did you fix it so quickly?

Qingyuan smiled slightly, a smile that held a detached understanding of the world: "Because I am a 'Memory Maker'."

I don't need to understand its complex construction principles; I only need to... "know" its "memory" when it was still intact, and then let reality imitate and conform to that memory.

This is a lie.

The truth is, when Qingyuan first saw the Qiongguan Formation, an indescribable sense of familiarity welled up in her heart.

The complex array seemed to automatically disassemble and reassemble in her eyes. She even had a strange confidence that she could not only set up the same array by hand, but also deduce and specialize various variants with different functions on the spot according to different needs.

The feeling came suddenly and intensely, and she could only attribute it to "the setting being activated".

But she doesn't intend to tell the truth.

The existence of time travelers in the Collapsed Iron City is not a major secret; it's just that most people find it hard to believe, or think that even if they did, it wouldn't matter.

After all, the universe is vast, and if a time traveler can easily stir up trouble, then it's not a good idea.

She was most likely killed by Polka Kakamo's elbow right after she transmigrated.

The fact that Qingyuan is still standing here in good condition speaks volumes.

"The one who remembers..." Qingque indeed had no doubts.

She had some understanding of the power of the "memory" destiny, and it was not uncommon for those who could read memories of objects or places.

"What a convenient ability," she remarked, then her face hardened again. "But to secretly investigate and repair the Qiong Guan Array base, you really have a lot of nerve."

"Since you meant well, I'll try my best to put in a good word for you with Master Fu when I report this later."

"Then thank you very much." Memory Azure Kite nodded slightly, her gaze lingering on Azure Sparrow's face for a moment, her expression complex and unfathomable...

The last array base to check was the "Karma Array". As soon as Qingque and the others stepped into this area, they heard some discordant sounds.

"Bluebird—! My dear Bluebird! Come here and let me hug you!"

Just once! If I weren't allowed to do this, I feel like I'd have regrets for the rest of my life, and my soul wouldn't be complete!

Beside the bamboo grove stood a girl with a bluebird-like face but unusually passionate, even fiery, gaze.

She was being tightly wrapped around the waist by a dragon tail by another girl with the same face, but a calm demeanor, snow-white hair, and a snow-white tail behind her, making her unable to move.

The enthusiastic one was naturally the one who bred Qingyuan. She was stretching out her hands towards Qingque, her face full of longing for a hug.

The Immortal Azure Kite, which blocked her way, remained expressionless, simply using its tail to firmly bind its companion, its eyes calmly watching the approaching Azure Sparrow and the train crew.

Immortal Azure Kite spoke first, her voice carrying a sense of majesty and peace that had been tempered by the passage of time, which inexplicably reminded Azure Sparrow of General Jingyuan.

"With me watching over her, you don't need to worry about anything else and can handle the array base matters yourselves."

"If you encounter any difficulties during the repair process," she paused, glancing at Qingque, "you can also ask me."

Qingque blinked, looking at the overly enthusiastic "breeding version of herself" and then at the calm and dignified "immortal version of herself".

This made her feel that today's experience was worthy of being written into the "Record of Abnormal Events" by Tabu, with the title "Investigation Report on the Strange Phenomena of Multiple Myself".

She decided to take the advice of the more composed version—ignore the commotion and focus on the important matters.

The foundation of the Yecheng Formation seemed to be undamaged, and she skillfully began to repair it, while simultaneously calculating in her mind:

Once this matter is over, we must have Fu Taibu thoroughly investigate what exactly is going on with this Qingyuan.

Why is there "himself" everywhere in the Bible?

This is even more mentally exhausting than working overtime for three days and three nights straight to calculate a hundred divination results!

The bamboo leaves rustled, and several kites quietly watched the bluebirds work, except for one that was still flapping its tail and got tangled in it. Fenfen gave her comments.

Wisdom Blue Kite: "So slow."

Void Azure Kite: "..."

Joyful Azure Kite: "The Void Azure Kite is right."

Fengrao Qingyuan: "How about we don't change back? Let's just leave it like this."

Kaituo Qingyuan: "I didn't find any sacks. How can we get Miss Qingque to come on the train with us?"

Kaituo Qingyuan's words made Qingque stumble and almost fall.

March 7th looked at the Qingyuans with a stern gaze: "You, or all of you!"

"Shut up, or I'll treat you to my special 'ice cream'!"

Upon hearing this, even Xing, who was standing to the side, dared not utter a sound.

Using six-phase ice to freeze people until they shiver, or simply ice cream, makes one wonder why people don't just freeze ice cream directly in March, but instead use a refrigerator?

This is clearly the better way to control the temperature.

"Ahem, I'm all better now." Qingque said somewhat reservedly, then carefully shielded Sanyueqi in front of her.

Compared to Qingyuan, whom I just met, isn't she a little different?

Then, she felt someone hug her from behind. Her body stiffened, and she slowly turned her head...