IBO -Chapter 96 The Starship Moves Forward

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After having enough fun with the elastic flower chair, Song Xianyue turned his attention toward the sunflower table, reaching out with his mischievous paws.

While studying the sunflower, his paw accidentally pressed a button on the edge of a petal.

The next second, a zero-gravity field formed above the sunflower, and Song Xianyue was directly sucked into it.

In this space, there was no gravity at all. His body had no point of support, and his limbs floated freely in the air.

Song Xianyue, as if discovering a whole new world, quickly adapted to this novel experience.

He paddled around in the air like he was swimming, his whole body light and floaty, like a free cloud drifting about.

Song Fu stared, dumbfounded, then immediately got excited. “Wow! That looks so fun! I want to play too!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped straight from his chair onto the sunflower and was sucked into the zero-gravity field.

The remaining children followed suit, jumping over one after another, and were all absorbed into the zero-gravity field.

When Song Yiran and Song Yutu returned, this was the scene that greeted them.

A group of fluffy cubs swimming through the air like little fish.

From a distance, it looked as if a pile of colorful cotton candy had come to life and was flying around.

Song Yiran noticed that Xiao Zhong’er had joined them too. The round Xiao Zhong’er was paddling through the air together with the other children.

When Xiao Zhong’er saw Song Yiran come back, he immediately waved his short little arms and called out, “Song Yiran! This sunflower table is amazing!”

“This feeling is really incredible—it’s like I’m swimming in the air right now! I’m so happy!”

Song Yiran asked with a puzzled expression, “But don’t you already know how to fly?”

“No, no, no, it’s different! When I fly by myself, I have to use my own strength—but here, I don’t need to exert any effort at all~”

Xiao Zhong’er was completely immersed in the zero-gravity field and couldn’t pull himself out of it. He slid from the left to the right, then from the right back to the left, and even spun around once in midair.

“Big brother, gliding around in the air is really super fun!”

“That’s right, this feeling is amazing!”

“Hahaha! This is so fun, it’s like I can fly!”

The children all showered the sunflower table’s feature with praise as well.

“Big brother, do you want to play with us?”

“Yeah yeah, big brother, do you want to join us?”

Xiao Zhong’er also said, “Song Yiran, why don’t you try it too? I guarantee you’ll fall in love with this feeling!”

“I’ll pass. I won’t play—go ahead and have fun yourselves,” Song Yiran declined gently.

Seeing how much everyone liked this function of the sunflower table, Song Yiran started thinking—should he just buy one to take home?

He searched for the table on the star network, only to discover that it wasn’t for sale.

And the reason this starship had a sunflower table was because the company behind the ship was officially invested in by Karendiel.

It was only after looking into it that he realized Karendiel prohibited private starships from entering.

If you wanted to go to Karendiel, the only way was by purchasing a travel package.

What Song Yiran had booked was a family group package.

Many travel companies operated routes to Karendiel, and the packages they offered varied widely.

There were single round-trip tickets, multi-person round-trip tickets, family group packages, tour group packages, monthly packages, and even annual packages.

And Song Yiran discovered that all the travel companies capable of going to Karendiel were officially invested in by Karendiel itself.

Hiss… this felt like he had discovered something a little strange…

But it also seemed reasonable. After all, Karendiel was a famous tourist planet—doing this would maximize profits.

Xiao Zhong’er suddenly flew over, his expression filled with excitement. “Song Yiran, look over here!”

Song Yiran turned his head to look. Xiao Zhong’er flew to a section of the metal inner wall and pressed the transformation button.

The next second, that section of metal wall switched to transparent mode.

Outside lay the pitch-black universe, scattered with countless planets.

There were so many of them, like grains of sand in a desert.

Nearby were many magnificent star systems as well, such as the Alpha Star System and the Dorr Star System.

The Alpha Star System was arranged like a blooming rose, slowly rotating in the universe, forever emitting a gentle glow.

The Dorr Star System was shaped like a crescent moon; as it rotated, it constantly changed direction in space, as if dancing.

Countless planets dotted the dark universe—some glowed with light, some were surrounded by protective shields; some were red, some green, some purple, and others even had gradient colors.

Together, these planets formed a splendid river of stars that made one lose themselves in it.

The starship advanced steadily along its preset route through the universe, and these planets brushed past them one after another.

But the universe was never short of planets—along the starship’s path forward, there would always be countless planets waiting for them.

Song Yiran found himself staring in a daze, his gaze unconsciously following those gorgeous star rivers.

The children also gathered in front of the transparent wall, letting out exclamations of admiration at the sight before them.

“Wow! It’s so beautiful!”

“That planet is so pretty—it’s pink and purple!”

“That planet is so cool, it actually glows!”

“That planet looks so strange. Why does it look kind of flat?”

“You can’t call it strange. Who says a planet has to be round?”

“Mm… that’s true. I shouldn’t have called it strange.”

“Do you think planets are afraid of the dark?”

“I don’t know. Do they have thoughts?”

“Probably?”

“Do they get tired floating in the universe every day?”

“Maybe…”

The children clustered around the transparent wall, chattering about all sorts of whimsical topics.

Song Yutu stood to one side with his arms crossed, his gaze occasionally sweeping over Song An.

So they were brothers…

Did Song Yang in his original timeline know about this?

Should he tell Song Yang about it?

Song Yutu sighed, then finally opened his light brain and sent Song Yang a message.

[Song Yutu]: Song Yang, do you have a younger brother?

[Song Yutu]: I mean a biological younger brother. Did you originally have a twin brother?

[Song Yutu]: Were your brother’s eyes emerald green? And were your original eyes gold?

[Song Yang]: How do you know this?

[Song Yang]: I do have a younger brother, but… he already… while still in the eggshell…

[Song Yang]: My original eyes really were gold.

[Song Yang]: But how did you know? I’ve never told anyone about this.

[Song Yutu]: In this timeline, your brother is still alive. Your brother and the you of this timeline share the same body.

[Song Yutu]: Back then, did you ever think about sharing a body with your brother?

[Song Yang]: …Yes. But I failed…

[Song Yang]: In the end, my brother and I fused into one. My eyes turned emerald green, but my brother’s consciousness completely dissipated.

[Song Yang]: So in this timeline, I succeeded, right?

[Song Yang]: He… my brother… how is he now?

[Song Yutu]: He’s living very well. It’s just that his personality is rather gentle, and his eyes make him look a bit like a soft persimmon—almost your complete opposite.

[Song Yang]: What do you mean “looks like a soft persimmon”? Can you be a bit more precise with your wording?

[Song Yang]: That’s called gentle! That’s called quiet and refined!

[Song Yang]: What’s wrong with being gentle? How can you describe him with words like “soft persimmon”!

[Song Yutu]: You look like a parent who’s been poked in a sore spot and is now throwing a tantrum.

[Song Yutu]: I was just giving an objective evaluation—your brother’s personality really does make him easy to bully.

[Song Yang]: Then that’s not his fault. If anyone’s to blame, it’s the people who bully him!

[Song Yutu]: I never said it was his problem.

[Song Yang]: You didn’t say it outright, but that’s clearly what you meant. You just want to say he’s easy to bully.

[Song Yutu]: Well, I’m not wrong either. I wasn’t deliberately slandering him.

[Song Yang]: You call that “not wrong”? Fine, let me give you an example.

[Song Yang]: Big brother’s personality is too gentle—he looks like a soft persimmon. That kind of personality makes it especially easy for others to bully him.

[Song Yutu]: !!!

[Song Yutu]: How can you say that about big brother!

[Song Yutu]: That’s too much! Gentleness is just one of big brother’s personality traits—how can you say he’s like a soft persimmon?

[Song Yutu]: Is gentleness wrong? Does being gentle mean he deserves to be bullied?

[Song Yutu]: If big brother really gets bullied, the ones we should condemn are the people who bully him!

[Song Yang]: Now do you understand how inappropriate your wording earlier was?

[Song Yutu]: …I was wrong.

[Song Yang]: Heh. As long as you know.

[Song Yutu]: Song Yang, I didn’t expect you’d still be willing to chat with me… I thought you would…

[Song Yang]: You thought I’d cut ties with you because you didn’t let us communicate with big brother?

[Song Yang]: Do you really think your acting skills are that good?

[Song Yang]: You actually have your own difficulties, right? Since you’re not saying anything, I won’t press you.

[Song Yutu]: …I’m so touched, my good little brother. I never thought you’d trust me this much!

[Song Yang]: I may not like your way of doing things, but we’ve lived together for so many years—how could I not trust you?

[Song Yang]: And also, you’re not allowed to bully my brother! Being gentle isn’t a bad thing.

[Song Yang]: Remember to take good care of big brother!

[Song Yutu]: Don’t worry. I’ll definitely take good care of big brother!

[Song Yang]: Oh right—don’t go bullying those kids either.

[Song Yutu]: The signal’s bad. What did you just send? I didn’t see it.

[Song Yang]: You jerk, what era is this that you’re still pretending the signal’s bad?!

[Song Yang]: This isn’t the ancient times—what are you pretending for?!

[Song Yang]: Did you hear me? You’re not allowed to bully the kids anymore!

[Song Yang]: If you keep playing dead, I’ll post your embarrassing childhood photos on the star network and let everyone see how stupid you looked back then.

[Song Yutu]: !!! Where did you get my embarrassing photos?!

[Song Yutu]: Was it Song Buli who gave them to you?!

[Song Yang]: Guess.

[Song Yutu]: Fine, fine, I promise I won’t bully those little cubs.

[Song Yang]: Watch your wording. How can you call your younger brothers “little cubs”?

[Song Yang]: You’re already such a grown adult—don’t tell me you’re jealous of little kids?

[Song Yutu]: I don’t listen, I don’t listen! Even when I’m 500 years old, I’ll still be big brother’s precious little baby!

[Song Yang]: Eww~ How perverted!

[Song Yutu]: Who are you calling perverted?!

[Song Yang]: You! You’re already a grown adult and you still have the nerve to call yourself a “little baby.”

[Song Yutu]: I like it~