[I think I finally understand King Zhou's downfall.]
[That foxian's smile—who could resist?]
[Her grin is downright soul-stealing!]
[That wink just kidnapped my heart.]
[She has ears! She has a tail! She's too adorable!]
[Ahhh, Tingyun hit me with a Charm—I MUST take it head-on. Can't let her accuracy stats suffer.]
[Is this Daji? Now I know how the Shang Dynasty fell.]
[miHoYo's casting director never misses. Next time, give me some warning—Kafka and Silver Wolf are still in my bed.]
[Draw your blades, everyone!]
[How dare you! Guards! Drag this man to the deepest pits of hell!]
——
The video continued playing.
Tingyun held several photos of Jing Yuan,
then promptly pulled out a payment QR code.
It was obvious to viewers—she was selling General Jing Yuan's photos.
And business was booming. Nearly all were sold out in moments,
leaving just two or three that sparked a frenzied scramble.
Suddenly, a petite girl named "Bailu" burst through the crowd.
The camera perspective shifted rapidly,
revealing Stelle leading her trio in hot pursuit.
A whole mob was chasing after Bailu.
[PFFT—I'm dying! Bailu's so cute. Why's everyone chasing one little girl?]
[She has dragon horns! A baby dragon??]
[LMAO, everyone's running, but Stelle's just on her phone. Most in-character moment ever.]
——
Accompanied by upbeat music, the Astral Express rolled by,
and its logo appeared right on cue.
The screen went black—then lit up again to show Pom-Pom waddling.
"Ah, youth! I'd love to visit the Xianzhou Luofu too."
The camera panned slowly to reveal the speaker.
Welt Yang sat with Himeko on a sofa, gazing at the stars outside the train.
Himeko sipped her coffee. "Patience. Your debut's coming soon!"
"Space Comedy—The End!"
[So this is Season 3's content. At least they filled the PV's plot holes.]
[What's the point? They're just digging new ones faster than they can patch the old ones.]
[Exactly! What about the "Simulated Universe" merch? The ruins from the web series? Radio silence.]
[And Honkai Impact 3rd? Announced ages ago, zero updates. I wanna see Welt Yang's world!]
[miHoYo said it'll be "uplifting and wholesome."]
[Retreat! Retreat!]
[Witness is up—Kafka's in it, with plenty of screentime!]
[Charge!]
[For Mommy Kafka!]
[CHARGEEEE!]
[...]
——
The young man surrendered to peer pressure and clicked Witness (Part 2).
Opening shocker.
"Long time no see, Astral Express crew. I need you to reroute."
Kafka's hologram flickered aboard the train before stabilizing.
Then—
The Express logo appeared, but everyone knew:
With that much progress bar left, things were just getting started.
The scene cut to Kafka herself, dual-wielding MAC-10s, raising her hands in mock surrender.
Surrounded by March 7th, Caelus, and Welt Yang,
the tension was palpable—
yet Kafka's expression showed neither panic nor fear.
[Mommy! Mommy! I missed you!]
[This isn't Herta Space Station or Belobog—it's the Xianzhou Luofu! Season 3's Luofu arc confirmed!]
[Sniff... Kafka's finally here? Season 3 won't sideline her?]
[Mommy Kafka, look at me! Just one glance!]
[Mom! MOM!]
[Mommy's flirting with me again!]
Suddenly—
Kafka pulled the trigger, firing several rounds skyward.
"Took you long enough!"
The camera followed the bullets in extreme slow motion.
A foot tapped lightly on one projectile—
then cut to Fu Xuan already on-screen.
Facing the hail of bullets with divine calm,
her forehead glowing faintly pink.
"Hmph! Parlor tricks. Your every move was foreseen."
Fu Xuan redirected the bullets' trajectories effortlessly.
What was lethal speed to others was child's play to her.
She moved like a chessmaster,
every step calculated.
[HOLY—IS THIS A GODDESS??]
[Bullet time? Nah, this is Quicksilver-level cool.]
[Peak swagger. Absolute peak.]
[Divination? Astrology?]
["All outcomes are within my calculations."]
[That glowing forehead—like a third eye. Erlang Shen vibes?]
[Similar, but feels more like "Za Warudo."]
[Fu Xuan? Damn, even Kafka got reduced to a background character.]
——
Time abruptly resumed.
Bullets collided mid-air,
all redirected downward.
Caelus and March 7th shielded their heads—
yet not a single shot grazed them.
Fu Xuan landed gracefully behind Kafka,
catching everyone off-guard.
The screen cut to black.
Only her voice remained:
"Fu Xuan of the Divination Commission."
"Fin."
[Without subtitles, I'd have heard "Type-C Fu Xuan."]
[LMAO now I can't unhear it!]
[Ugh, she had such a majestic debut—even upstaged Kafka—
and you ruined it with Type-C! My dignity's in shambles!]
[This woman reads stars. Wife material—non-negotiable.]
——
The young man nodded.
"Interesting. So Kafka's finally entering Season 3's plot.
And Fu Xuan's clearly a heavyweight.
Hmm... I'm mildly intrigued."
But two unwatched videos remained.
"Clara's interactive movie has two endings—too long.
The Ring Is a Stage seems like an underdog story. That'll do."
Still, given his group's reactions,
he suspected there was more to it.
"Better pick Caelus's version."
He entered the viewing room.
Perfect—the story had just begun.
Dr. Dig Dig sent Caelus a message:
The "Fight Club" boss wanted to meet,
hinting at lucrative opportunities.
Caelus pondered for a few seconds.
"Only a fool turns down easy money. Might as well meet this Scott guy."